AN: So, this is the first crossover of Death Note and Supernatural, which seem to work perfectly together, but not many Death Note watchers also watch Supernatural. So, this takes place during Season 4 of Supernatural, which means Death Note is in an alternate timeline. (I needed L and Castiel to both be in this fanfiction, so L isn't dead at the moment.) Enjoy!

Lancaster, Ohio.

November 10th, 2008

10:49 AM

Sam was looking for strange events on his laptop, he looked constantly whenever he and his brother, Dean, didn't have any demons, ghosts, or monsters to hunt.

"Hmmm," he had found something, now he just had to wait for Dean to get back with some food.

Sam decided to close his laptop and put it next to the bed he was laying on. He was in a cheap motel room, exactly like every other one, though he could've sworn there were more roaches in this one than any other.

Sam brushed his slightly long, brown hair out of his eyes and sighed, he always hated waiting for Dean.

Dean quickly opened the door, walking in "Hey Sammie!" Sam just stared at him, Dean was holding a paper bag in his right hand, it was probably full of food. Or maybe just pie...

Dean pulled a whole pie out of the bag and put it on the small, wobbly table near the door, then tossed a salad in a plastic container at Sam.

"Are you going to eat some actual food?" Sam asked Dean, who looked at Sam like he was an idiot. "Sammie, pie is real food."

"Um, ok," Sam paused for a moment, "I have job for us, by the way."

"Whas i' all abou?" Dean asked through a mouthful of pie, which Sam found to be disgusting, as usual.

"Well," Sam said, "There are several people in Dayton who all died of heart attacks in the same day."

"And?" Dean asked, raising his eyebrow.

"And they were all perfectly healthy, they shouldn't have had heart attacks at all"

Dean paused to think for a moment, "Do you think it could be a Buru Buru?"

"Well, that's the most likely thing," Sam said.

"Well, let's pack up and go to Dayton."

Task Force Headquarters. Tokyo, Japan.

November 9th 2008

11:11 PM

"You may all be wondering why I have gathered you here," L said to the other members of The Task Force.

Light yawned, "That was exactly what I was wondering."

"I have discovered a series of murders by Kira in a town in Ohio by the name of Dayton," L said, "I suspect that Kira is currently operating in America."

"Well," Light thought to himself, "He'll go to America, and I'll secretly find someone who can help me find out his name."

Clearly, Light didn't see the obvious flaw in his plan...he was still handcuffed to L.

James M. Cox Dayton International Airport.

November 12th, 2008

1:00 AM

Light wasn't sure how he was still awake, but it didn't matter, he could sleep after they got into Dayton, he had to drive.

L didn't seem to be tired at all, but then again, he never seemed tired, it seemed as though he never even blinked.

They both walked out of the airport and got into the small rental car they had gotten, L still sat in his preferred position, which was quite a bit more like crouching then sitting.

Random terrible motel

November 12th, 2008

1:30 AM

Sam and Dean finally arrived back at the motel after searching for a pointless amount of time and finding out nothing new, except that all of the people who had died were criminals, this was looking more and more like a Buru Buru.

"We didn't find very much, Dean, and you sung the whole way back...again," Sam said.

"Look, Sammie, this is probably just another Buru Buru, I mean, what else could it possibly be?"

Sam sighed and got out of the car, "Yeah, but we still don't know who the Buru Buru was before he or she died, so we can't really stop it."

Dean hadn't listened to a word Sam had said, he was too busy making fun of a small car that had parked a few spaces over from them.

"Dean, what's so funny about that car?" Sam asked, "It looks fine to me."

Dean stared at Sam, "it probably runs on corn, and it's nowhere near as great as The Impala, I mean, look at it."

Two men got out of the car, one with black, disheveled hair, large, grey, unblinking eyes and terrible posture, and the other with neat brown hair and brown eyes, he was standing up straight.

"Sam, I think that's a gay couple," Dean said.

"Like you and Castiel..." Sam muttered under his breath.

"What did you just say?" Dean asked.

"Oh, I just said that they could just be brothers, like us, we always get mistaken for a gay couple."

"Yeah, but we at least look alike, they look completely different from each other, they're almost opposites."

"I guess they could be, but that's not important!" Sam shouted.

"Okay, fine, let's sleep and then investigate some more in the morning," Dean said as he got out of the car.

"Good." Sam and Dean both walked to their room, which was right next to the room of the two men who had just arrived.

AN: SO, that was Chapter one, tell me what you thought, in review form would be best I think, I'll update soon, but after Douglas McGuire, of course.