This be my first Death Note Fanfiction. Actually, it's my first fanfiction. So please tell me how the first chapter is. It is going to be 100 factually wrong. So tell me what I'm wrong about...all I know is that Mello is in a Mafia and is trying to outsmart Near...that's all. So...yeah. By the way, it takes place around episode 29 and L isn't dead! HURRAH! -throws glitter-

I don't own Death Note. If I did, L would never die and nor would Matt. See how nice I am?

Kira is killing criminals. He wants to rid the world of all evil. He carries around a Death Note and uses it to kill criminals. All he need his a face and a name to kill. Now, a new Kira arises. The first Kira is still out there, somewhere. Then, the new Kira is asked by the great L himself to help lead with Kira investigation. What will she do? Who will she meet? Will she fall in love? Will there be pudding?

Nightengale McAndolynn, known as Night, was the new student in her school. It was a very tough time for her. The school was new and she didn't know anyone there. She wanted to desperatly make friends, but when she got to know the kids there, they just made fun of her. Mostly because of her clothing. She idolizes the model Audrey Kitching. The children make fun of her because she is trying to be too much like Audrey. Therefore, everyone considers her to be a "wannabe", coming to the conclusion that no one should hang around her.

What exactly did she wear that earned her no friends? Well, her hair was dyed a hot pink. Her bangs were going across her left eye and were streaked black. Usually her outfit consisted of the following clothing items: A short skirt, short-short shorts, skin-tight pants, striped shirts, screen tee-shirts, some ran dom print tank top, tights, leggings, stockings, etc, etc. No one liked her clothing style one bit.

One day, everything changed. A flying notebook hit her on the head. You don't see that everyday, do you? Well, when the notebook hit the ground, Night picked it up. She read the front. It read "Death Note". Then she began to flip through the pages and found a set of rules. She began to read them.

Night began to walk home. She held the Death Note in her hands. "I can't believe this is real, I wonder if it's some trick...?" Then she heard laughing and turned around. "Who's there?!" She snapped. Then she heard even more laughing. Once again, she turned around and saw some guy dressed up in a Halloween costume. Wait, it wasn't a costume, it was a real person. "Who are you?!" She shrieked.

"I am Sidoh." The mysterious person -- no, it's not a person -- answered. "I am a shinigami."

"No, you're kidding." She forced out a laugh. In response, Sidoh shook his head.

"This is no joke, Nightengale McAndolynn." She gasped.

How did he know her name?

"You're telling me you dropped this notebook here?" Night said, not really believe what Sidoh had told her. "Are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not kidding you." He answered sternly. A silence fell upon them.

"Soooo, whoever touches this 'Death Note' can see you?" Night asked.

"Affirmitive. First, I need to show you something..."

It was late at night and Sidoh was showing Night something at night. How convinent! Ahem, anyway, she was shocked about where he led her. "What is this?" She demanded to know where she was. It looked really dead and it seemed abandoned. It looked like it was going to fall down any second, with any luck. "You will know soon enough..." Sidoh said as he lead Night into the wearhouse.

"W-w-what is this?"

Night asked. She glanced around the room with weird-looking men. They all gave her weird looks. They must've thought she was a prostitute. She was wearing really tiny metallic-like shorts. Of course a guy would think she's looking for an all-nighter. Well, all the guys thought she was a street-walker, all but one man with blonde hair. He was eating chocolate and he wasn't paying much attention to Night. Why did he bring me to this place? Night asked herself.

"This is a mafia." Sidoh simply told her. Night's mouth dropped open. "Close your mouth, girl. You look stupid." She didn't realize that her mouth was open, so she simply closed it when Sidoh announced it.

"Why didn't you tell me you were taking me here?" Night snapped at him. All the guys around her exchanged weird looks that said 'Is she crazy?' No one could see Sidoh; only Night could. That was a major flaw of shinigami: Only the Death Note user can see them.

"Who are you talking to?" The blonde man with chocolate asked. Night gave him a weird look.
"Can't you see him?! He's right over there, in a weird costume!" She pointed to Sidoh. To everyone else, it looked like she was pointing to thin air.
"Let everyone else touch the notebook, only then can they see me." Sidoh pointed out. Night pulled out the Death Note from her jacket pocket. Gasps of shcok popped up in a few places when they saw the note.

"H-here...touch it." She held it out for everyone to touch...hopefully they would touch it. They all touched it. Hooray! When the men saw Sidoh, they were all shocked.

"What is that?!" One man asked.

"Kill it!" The blonde one suggested. Then all the men took out their guns.
"Uh-oh..." Night said and scoooted over to the side. Then all the men started to fire their guns towards Sidoh. Guess what? He didn't die!
"Foolish humans. You can't kill me, I am a shinigami." Yeah, way to keep your cover.

The blonde man got up from the couch he was sitting on and walked over to Night. He grabbed the Death Note from her. He flipped through the pages. Then he gave her a weird look. She shrugged. Obviously, she was confused and nervous.

"I need to have a word with this girl..."

It's long-ish. When I wrote it out, it was two pages front and back. Yeah, okay...sooo please rate and review and all that fancy stuff...I KNOW IT'S HORRIBLE!