A/N: This is my first time writing a fanfiction so please be patient with me. I have to warn you though, my updates may be totally random as I couldn't wait for the end of the school year to post this up, but once school finishes, I'll be updating regularly. Also, check my profile for my ideal cast for this fanfiction.

Synopsis:

Jade, an ordinary girl finds herself transported into the world of Death Note. Determined to change the events of the book, she sets out with a plan of action. But what if she makes things worse?

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.

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Prologue

'NOOOOO!' Jade screamed as she watched through horrified eyes.

For a moment time seem to slow down as L/Ryuzaki fell off his chair with a surprised expression.

Feeling her captor loosened his grip, Jade seized the chance to break free and hurry to Ryuzaki's side. She was just in time to catch him before he hit the ground.

'Don't tell him anything.' Ryuzaki murmured just loud enough for Jade to hear then sunk into a sleep-like state.

Around her, the others fell one by one. Yagami. Mogi. Aizawa. Matsuda.

They were down before they could even react to L's death.

By then Jade couldn't stop the warm tears that were rolling down her cheeks.

Instead, she pulled Ryuzaki's limp body as if doing so would change things.

Ironically, she felt like she was in her own world, one made up off loneliness and grief.

Then a shadow fell upon her causing her to glance up.

Looking down was Reiji Namikawa who eyed L's body with a satisfied smirk.

Never had Jade felt so much disgust or loathing for a man.

Blinded by her emotions, she released Ryuzaki's body and attacked him.

'Give him back! Give him back!' With each cry she tried to hurt the man known as the third Kira.

Reiji blocked her attempts easily and took hold of her wrists. Pulling the girl towards him, he examined the fire in her eyes. Inside, Reiji felt the familiar wrench that so often came with seeing her. Without warning, he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips.

There was no turning back now, he had done the irrevocable.