A/n: Ah...finally! My third fanfic on ! To those of you who know me from my previous story...im so sorry! im still figuring out the sequel to Believe. and during that time i got inspired to do a story with Death Note. So, if you like the anime and L then you should read! :) To those of who i've never heard of...HI!!! *waves* lol This is a L/OC fanfic filled with romance, suspense, horror, and supernaturalness! So of course it is rated M for violence, language, lemony scenes...all that good stuff! which reminds me...there is somce violence in this prolgoue. just warning ya! hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of its fictional characters. I only own my fictional characters in this story...and maybe L when his creators aren't looking! lol jk!
Prologue: Awakening
"Mum…what are you doing?" the little girl asked softly as she watched her mother frantically packs a suitcase full of clothes.
"We're leaving this place. After I'm done packing my things I'll help you do yours, okay?"
"Aren't you going to pack Dad's stuff?"
The mother stopped in her tracks and looked at her daughter. "No…he's staying here. It's only you and me leaving."
The little girl nodded in understanding. Just as the mother finished packing her suitcase the front door of the house creaked open and slammed shut. The sharp noise echoed throughout the house, startling the mother and daughter. "ANNE!!!" screamed an angry voice, terrifying the girl into tears.
"Damn…he's home early," the mother whispered softly. She looked through her bedroom door and saw her husband begin to stomp up the stairs. Quickly stepping back she grabbed her daughter and pushed her into the closet. "Stay here…I won't let him touch you," she told her daughter as she caressed her cheek protectively. Tears ran down the little girl's cheeks as Anne closed the closet door. When she turned around she saw her husband at the bedroom door, staring coldly at her. "You're home early," she said as she tried to look happy to see him.
"Don't play dumb, Anne. Where's the fucking money?"
"Money? I don't know what your-"
"The money that your filthy rich family has and what you're suppose to have! I didn't marry you for nothing, Anne!"
"My father cut me off because he doesn't approve you, Jack. I accepted it because I knew I would survive without the easy comforts money provides."
Jack walked slowly into the room. His eyes came upon the suitcase on the bed. "What's this?" he said as he pointed to it. "Were you going to leave without me? I'm not good enough for you?"
"You were my everything until you became abusive. So, now I'm stepping up and leaving you."
"Like hell you are," he sneered as he slaps her face, sending her to the floor. Anne fell back on the bed from the force of his blow. Jack took this opportunity to snatch a pair of scissors from Anne's sewing kit. The long thick shears twinkled in the light. This made Anne realize that the situation has become dangerous. She reached up towards her bedside table where a cell phone laid on its surface. I just need to call for help…and protect my daughter.
Before she reached the phone Jack was upon her, stabbing her over and over again. Blood splattered all over the bed and Jack's person, but he didn't let that faze him. Anne tried to block his deadly blows with her hands, but she couldn't stop them from cutting through her flesh. The blade pierced her heart and everything went black for her. Once Anne stopped moving Jack dropped the scissors and heads downstairs for a drink in the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of beer. As he closed the door he felt the building suddenly begin to shake. An earthquake? Jack thought confusingly. All the windows crashed, littering the ground with glass. Dishes tumbled around and furniture was forcefully tipped over. Jack backed up to the nearest corner, waiting for the shaking to stop.
After a minute or so the shaking ceased and Jack thought he was safe…but he was wrong. Just a few feet away a plethora of kitchen knives were floating in the air. Jack's eyes widened with shock and fear. Then the knives jetted towards him, gleaming dangerously as they flew for the kill. Jack let out a blood curdling scream, but it was silenced quickly as the knives pierced his body. His body fell limp and blood slowly seeped though his clothes.
It was only a matter of time before the neighboring houses called the police to this gruesome scene of destruction, thus began the puzzling case of the Shilling Murders.
I know...this doesn't really tell you anything. and it doesn't seem to be about Death Note. But do not worry! all will be clear (well, sort of) in chapter one, which im about to upload after im done typing this up...yeah! *snoopy dances*
