Urszala Adamski briskly trotted down a shady alley, hardly able to carry the books that were overflowing in her arms. Her first week in Cambridge had been absolutely amazing, she could still hardly believe that she was actually going to the prestigous Cambridge University. Being so far away from the slums of Warsaw that she had grown up in gave her a new sense of if Urszala didn't live in a good part of Cambridge, it was so much nicer than the neighborhood she had grown up in.
'Urszie, hurry up! You could get robbed out here,' She thought with a sigh.
Suddenly Urszala heard the sound of of crunching gravel, and whipped herself around. There stood Dan Simth, one of her fellow students. "Do you need help with your books, sweetie?" Dan asked in a quiet voice, almost sounding mocking.
"Y-y-yes, sir, please, sir," Urszala stammered, her thick accent, slurring her english.
Dan snatched some of the books out of her hands and began nearly running, towards the flat building that Urszala lived in. Urszala, slowly followed, she was absolutely exhausted after the long, grueling day she had just endured. She was nearly stumbling by time she reached the door, but Dan wasn't there. She climbed up the steps, finding Dan on one of the landings, waiting for her.
"Sweetie, we need to go to my flat before we can go to yours, I need to get...um..something," Dan whispered deepley into Urszala's ear. His accent made Urszala melt, and she followed.
The two headed into Dan's flat hastily. Suddenly, Dan locked the door, knocked the books out of Urszala's hands and pushed her down into a chair. The next thing Urszala knew, a knife was at her throat, threatening death. Dan was so close that she could smell the strong smell of beer on his breath, he was definately drunk.
"Now, hand me your money and no one will get hurt,"Dan hissed into her ear, he sounded simalar to the devil, in Urszala's opinion.
"Yes, I will give you my money," Urzsala choked out. She felt the knife release on her throat and took a deep breath. She took out her wallet and threw it at Dan.
Urszala quickly gathered her books and unlocked the door. She ran out and up the steps to the floor her flat was on. She threw the door open and darted inside. She threw her books on the floor and locked the door. She ran into her room and checked to make sure her window was locked before locking the door and hurled herself onto her bed. Suddenly, she noticed a little black book right next to her. She picked up the book and noticed that the words "Death Note" were on the front of it.
"Nice job sweetie, you found a Death Note," A voice said behind her.
Urszala yelped and turned around to find a grotesque humanoid creature sitting on her mahogany wardrobe, staring at her with peircing eyes. She jumped up and back on her bed, pressing her back against her window. She clumsily fumbled with the lock, her eyes locked on the humanoid creature.
"Who- or what the hell are you and how did you get in my room?" Urszala whispered loudly.
"I'm Ryuk, a Shinigami. That is a Death Note- if you write someone's name in it, they will die. Any questions?" Ryuk mumbled.
"Uhm, could you get out of my room for a start?" Urszala said, glairing at the creature, of which was now popping a withered apple into his mouth.
Ryuk suddenly was gone. Urszala looked around perplexed, but when she found nothing, she decided that she was delusional. She picked up the book and looked at it, nothing seemed very special about it. After reading the rules on the inside of the first page, Urszala knew what she was going to do. It was time to get revenge.