Return Of The Death Note- Chapter 1
Place: Chicago, Illinois
Misa Amane donning a red wig and black trenchcoat ran into a dark alley. Two thugs in gray suits followed her.
"What's yer hurry, doll?" One of them jeered.
She quickly turned around.
"I don't think you wanna mess with me." She warned.
"And why is that?" The other one teased.
"'Cause I'm packin' heat!" She replied, whipping out a machine gun and firing.
One of the men went down while the other screamed. He ran stumbling over trash cans while the woman continued to fire laughing all the time.
"Annnnd, cut!" said a voice. It belonged to an older man sitting in a director's chair and yelling through a bull horn. The mobster who had supposedly fallen from gunfire calmly got up as makeup people powdered his face. The other one was sitting down happily drinking a bottled water.
"That was brilliant, Misa. You're a natural." He told her,"Now for the final scene."
She was about to get into position when a blue car with a police siren on top passed through. It stopped at a cafe and three plain clothed officers got out and entered. Misa gazed at them for a minute as a sad and empty feeling came over her.
It had been two years since the death of her fiancé, Light Yagami. She couldn't remember much about it except he had been killed before her very eyes. Gunned down by police. Plain clothed cops just like the ones who went into the cafe. They said he was kira:A cold-blooded killer who felt he was above the law.
"If that's true, I'd be happy." She had said. After all, Kira did kill the man who murdered her parents. A man who had been acquitted by a jury and was allowed to walk scot free. She went into a deep depression after that. It was instantly lifted the day she looked in the paper and discovered Kira had caused him to take his own life. Gratitude filled her heart. For that, She would gladly give her full support to kira.
"But Light couldn't have been Kira. They've got it all wrong." She told herself.
The day he died was the worst day of her life.
Flashback
Light, confronted in the warehouse by the entire Japanese police force, confessed to everything. He admitted to all the killings of criminals believing he was cleansing the world of evil.
"Someone had to deliver justice. Why shouldn't it have been me?"he questioned.
"No, you mistook being a god with delivering justice. You're nothing but a serial killer. Nothing more nothing less." They had said.
Then it looked like he was taking out a piece of paper. In his other hand, was a pen.
"Look out! He's got a piece of the Death Note in his wrist watch!" An officer yelled. He quickly took aim and fired shooting Light in the chest.
"Stop it! You're killing him!" She remembered yelling then she was quickly restrained by the police. The officer ended up emptying his gun into him. Then Light was gone.
"Everyone I've ever loved has died. My parents. Now Light."she sobbed.
She thought about suicide. She stood at a balcony of one of Japan's highest towers. Then her agent called her. She told her about a part in a new tv series. She was told she would have to travel to the United States. It was being filmed in Chicago. Her call couldn't have come at a better time.
"That's where I'll go. I need to get away from Japan. It'll be a new start."she told herself.
End Flashback
She thought she couldn't go on without Light but she had. She had her new job to keep her busy. And how tiring it was! Filming three shows per week! No wonder she was beat.
"Something wrong?"the director asked.,
That brought here out of her reverie.
"Wha? Oh. A little tired." She replied, quickly.
"Okay, doll." The director said, "Break time, people! Take fifteen minutes."
Misa walked to her dressing room. She removed her red wig which revealed a striking blonde with pigtails. She closed the door and gazed at herself in the mirror. Why did Light have to die? And what did those officers mean by a Death Note? Was that how Kira killed his victims? What did it all mean anyway?
"Why am I even bothering to think about this stuff ? I need some air." She said, changing into a black Goth-like outfit and Fleur de lys earrings. She then opened a closet to reveal a tiny black moped.
"And maybe a hot fudge sundae?" She smiled to herself as she snuck out the back and was now riding down the street. She soon rode into a rundown neighborhood.
"Geez, this place looks like its seen better days." Misa thought, looking around.
"Hand over the purse, girl." Said a voice. To her left were two bikers. One of them held a gun. The other a knife.
"Look, I don't want no trouble." She replied, holding a small leather purse close to her body.
"Too bad. 'Cause you found it." The one with the knife grunted, then sneered,"You know, you're awfully cute. Why don't we take this to the back seat of my car?"
He then pulled her off the moped while the other one wrapped his arm around her. She began struggling and screaming.
"Let go of me!' she screamed," Help!"
"Grab her purse!" he yelled to the other one who got her purse.
Suddenly the knife was shot out of his hand and it disintegrated. Misa and the thugs looked up to see three large bikers on motorcycles. Neither Misa or the thugs could see their faces because they wore helmets. Missiles and weapons protruded out of the bikes.
"The lady wants to be left alone!" One of them said.
"So give her back her purse and beat it!" The largest of them joined in.
"Before things get ugly and we whip your tail!" The third one said.
"You don't scare me!" The one with the gun said, approaching them. The gun was shot out of his hand. The largest of the bikers had what appeared to be a bionic arm. He had it aimed at the biker.
"I ain't gonna tell you again to beat it!"
The thug threw Misa her purse. The other one angrily kicked over her moped. They ran off screaming like little babies.
"You okay, sweetheart?" One of the bikers asked Misa.
"The name's Misa. Not sweetheart."She replied, angrily. Misa thought this guy was getting too friendly. I mean he just met me and he's calling me sweetheart? Only flirty and pushy guys did that.
"You'll have to excuse Vinnie, ma'am. He don't mean no harm. That's just the way he is." The largest of the three bikers told her.
"Thank God for one gentleman in this bunch." she thought, then outloud,"Forget it. So what do they call you?"
"I'm Modo, ma'am." He replied, brightly,"You already Vinnie over there."
"And I'm Throttle."The first biker said.
"Call me Miss. Ma'am makes me sound like an old lady."She told Modo teasing.
"Okay. Miss."Modo chuckled. He already liked this girl.
"Oh! My poor baby."she moaned bending over and cradling her moped.
"Not to worry. Our friend Charley is a mechanic. One of the best in Chi-town." Throttle said, "She'll fix it up in no time."
"Charley? A girl mechanic?" Misa said, wondering.
"Hop on, Sw-"Vinnie caught himself. Something about Misa made him want to slow down and get to know her a little better before she felt comfortable with him calling her Sweetheart.
"Hop on, Miss Misa." he said. She smiled and hopped on his bike behind him. His face relaxed. Modo mounted the moped onto his bike. The three bikers then rode down the road.
Meanwhile, unknown to the four individuals, a dark and shadowy portal opened. A creepy figure with a long gray face and yellow eyes were watching them grinning. Another figure less creepy and her body wrapped like a mummy also was watching.
"So that's her, Ryuk? Misa Amane?" The mummied figure asked.
"Sure is, Mayu. That was Light Yagami's old flame." Ryuk explained.
"It's a shame he let the power of the Death Note corrupt him. Who knows what direction his life would've taken or what contribution he could've made to the world."Mayu replied, shaking her head.
"Contribution? boring. I thought it was fun."
"You would." Mayu retorted.
"Hey, I was getting bored just sitting here in the Shinigami world with nothing to do. That's why I dropped it into the human world to see what sap would pick it up and use it. After he died, I got bored. But now that I found Misa again, things just got interesting!"