Chapter 1: A New Beginning
Death... Something we all must go through in some point in life. Yet it's one of the hardest things we face. And some of us don't even make it to the other side... The question is... ...where do they go? Those that are afraid to pass on, those that WISH they had a second chance... ...to live...
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"Dammit! Where the hell is Ryuzaki?!" A blonde young man raged as he stood there at the front of a corner store. "What could possibly take sooo fricking long?!"
"...Maybe he's out buying candy and all those other sweets. You know how much he loves them..." said his companion who was playing 'Mario and Sonic:At The Olympic Games' on his Nintendo DS.
"Yeah, but still! That's still no excuse for ditching us like that!!" "..."
"Besides! He shouldn't be leaving us now that we're in a place that we don't even KNOW ABOUT!!"
The man who was playing the game, stopped and looked straight at the blonde, frowning.''Look, he wouldn't just leave us like that, Mello. You know that!"
The blonde named 'Mello' looked at his companion who had returned his focus back to the DS. He knew that. He knew Ryuzaki would never leave them like that.
"I'm sorry, Matt. It's just that, we have absolutely NO idea where we are, we have NO contact with anybody we know, and... people are staring at us like we're CRAZY!!"
It was true. Everybody was staring at them. By the looks on their faces, it looked like they were looking at aliens! One person even had the nerve to walk up to them and say, "Cool costumes!" Of course, Mello told him off, cursing at the remark.
And who could blame them?
'Mello' had straight blonde hair with glowing green eyes. He wore nothing but tight leather clothes. From a glance, you would consider him a girl who went gangster. But if you told him that, you would be good as DEAD. As well as his looks, his personality was shoot first, ask questions later. Only his true friends could think of him as a nice person. If looks could kill...
'Matt' was a tall, regular sized person. He was the kind of guy you would want your daughter to marry...only a few problems. He was a smoker. He had his hair dyed green to match his pretty green eyes. He had a 'unique' style of clothes which was always a red and black striped shirt, baggy pants, boots, and of course, his goggles which he always wore over his eyes. His personality was the complete opposite of Mello's which, in other words, was he didn't give a care in the world.
And to add to the strangeness, Mello was obsessed with chocolate, and Matt was a video-game addict. It was NO wonder they stood out in the crowd!
"This is taking TOO long! I'm going to find Ryuzaki!!" Mello said as he turned a left to find his friend. "Wait! Mello!! Come back!" Matt exclaimed, racing after Mello.
As soon as Matt turned the corner, he bumped into a girl. Aww shit!! "I'm sorry, ma'am. Are you alright?" Matt, being the gentleman asked as he held out his hand for the girl to take it.
Mello, hearing the commotion, turned around. ...And people thought WE were weird!! Mello thought as he rushed back to Matt and the woman.
The girl Matt bumped into was...unusual. First of all, she had an umbrella out, in broad daylight! She had long messed up, black hair that got in her face, her skin was ghostly white. Like she hadn't been outside for months. Her clothes were long and baggy. And her eyes were the most mysterious of all her other features! Her eyes were blood red with bags underneath them. As if she hadn't slept in days...
God, she looks almost exactly like Ryuzaki!!
"Ummm ma'am?" The girl stood up, without taking Matt's hand, and started walking off as if nothing ever happened.
"WTF!? What the hell was that all about?!"
"I dunno..."
They both stared at her as she disappeared into the crowd.
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Meanwhile, at the candy store:
Ryuzaki, finally leaving the building, was carrying a numerous amount of sweets. If you knew him, that was to be expected. After all, Ryuzaki LOVED sweets.
Ryuzaki was secretly a great detective named L. He would solve all the cases the police couldn't do. Recently, he was working on the Kira case. However, for some unknown reason, he, Mello, and Matt were stranded in an unknown city by themselves.
What was weird though was the fact Ryuzaki COULD NOT REMEMBER ANYTHING AS TO HOW THEY GOT THERE. The last thing he ever remembered was him suddenly feeling pain in his chest, him falling to the ground, and seeing Light's face before closing his eyes. Light...
Light was the bastard known as Kira. The killer who could kill with only a name and a face... L had an awful feeling that he was here because of Light. It was HIS fault...
Either way, it didn't matter. Blaming him wasn't going to solve anything. L of all people knew this. Besides, that whole incident would never have happened if Death Note's ever existed. Speaking of Death Note, there was a person holding a book that read...
Huh? What is that? He wondered, looking at the shimmering letters that read 'DEATH NOTE'. Yet another Kira? He questioned to himself as he eyed the person who was holding it.
It was female that was holding an umbrella out in one hand and the book in the other. He didn't get a good look at her face, but he saw that she had long, messed-up, jet black hair and that she wore dark, long, baggy clothes.
L needed to get that book away from her and the best way to do that was confront her head-on. He walked up to her and grabbed her arm(the one holding the book) so that she had no choice BUT to pay attention to him.
"Dude! What the fuck was that all about?! I'm seriously not in the-" She cut off as soon as she looked up at his face.
"I'm terribly sorry, but I must know how you came to be in possession of that book." L stated. He still couldn't see her face(due to the umbrella) but he figured that she should be in a mixture of shock and anger.
"Eh? Oh the book! I got it at a bookstore. I mean, where else do ya get books?" She said, mocking him as if he was stupid.
"Are you saying that you got it at a store? Does that mean there's more than one of these?" L continued, hiding the fact that he was annoyed.
"Well, YEAH!" She retorted, unwilling to back down at this mysterious person.
This is turning out bad for me... Does that mean it's possible to make copies of a Death Note and that it'll work the same way a regular Death Note does? L glanced down at the book that the girl was still holding on to.
"HUH?!" L yelled, in shock. He had not realized it before, but it did not look like the Death Note he was used to. It was different.
First of all it was green and it featured two people on the cover: a tall male brunette and a crouching black-haired man wearing a simple white shirt with blue jeans. They were both handcuffed together and on the cover there was a visible '5' on it. It said by Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata.
"W-what is that?"L asked, obviously freaking out.
"Death Note volume 5." The female answered with a hint of annoyance in her voice.
"Volume5?" L murmered, talking to himself.
Either way, the girl heard him. "Yes. See the 5 on it?"
"Well, you don't have to be so mean about it."
"...Whatever." She turned to walk away, but then turned back, facing the detective. "Look I'm sorry for being mean to you, okay? I can't help BUT make fun of someone. But you seemed like an okay kind of dude, so I apoligized. ...Do ya want to go have dinner with me?" she said to L. He could tell she meant it by the sincerity of her voice.
"That's okay and yes I would not mind having dinner with you." L answered, his calm composure coming back.
"Cool!" She exclaimed sounding hyper all of a sudden.
By having dinner with her, I can find out more about that book, and how it's related to that damned notebook, IF it's related to it. Also, by having dinner, I can find out about who she is...
"Oh and by the way," She said putting down her umbrella revealing her face to him. "I LOVE your costume of L! You look exactly like him!" She stated smiling innocently.
L didn't know if he was in shock by either the fact that she knew who and what 'L' looked like, or that he stared at the most beautiful woman(or at least, in his opinion) he had ever met. An angel...
L called her. A fallen angel...
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