Chapter Two

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"The Human whose name is written in this note, shall Die"

Authors Note: I apologize for not updating. I have had writers block along with the fact that I've been busy with a full college class schedule (I go to school every day of the week except Friday. I also have classes on Saturdays and Sundays, along with work on Friday and Saturday), so I am quite busy. Again, I do not own any of the original Death Note characters and the only thing that is actually mine is the OC and story line. Thank you ~Riley

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*Present Day*

The past few days had been filled with research and preparations; mostly with the wife picking up equipment and placing it in the proper places. Last night was the first I had slept since taking the job. I bent over my workspace, the blueprints of the home needed details added to them. I had done a lot of working myself. Of course they didn't know about it, but there was an underground system hidden in the old garden shed near the house. The shed was a straight shot to the bedroom. This tunnel system lead out of town and I'm assuming that it was used in times of war. When I was through with this operation all evidence would be gone. I didn't even have to pay for the system I wanted set up. When I informed the wife of my intentions she insisted on paying for it and decided that she would keep the equipment and use it for security when the operation was completed.

The tunnel system was the only place the intruder could go to get on the property undetected. With my… adjustments, I would use this area as well. Even if he was in the tunnel at the same time as me he would not be able to detect me. Once I had learned of the tunnel space, I made my own small tunnel with a trap system behind one of the shelves that housed many old jarred food items. It was obvious the owners had not known of this storage space. The entrance inside the shed was hidden beneath floor boards and behind more shelves in the actual shed. The system that hid my tunnel was actually quite simple. Because the walls were made of dirt, I simply took a proper sized piece of ply board and glued dirt to it. It's so idiotic that no one would think of it. Who would glue dirt to wood? It wouldn't be very visible because of the shelf that goes in front of it, the portion of the tunnel under the shed served as a second pantry with non-perishable foods. I just needed something that would block the hole so it wouldn't be seen.

It was midday. The sensors I had placed along the walls of the main tunnel were beginning to go off. I suppose I'm not the only one who decided to arrive on the scene early. The final sensor goes off. I grab my supplies. I wasn't finished here just yet. I ran till I was ¼ of the way down my tunnel from the door. Squatting I set down my supplies: A knife, a rag, two water bottles. One of the water bottles was filled ¾ of the way with diesel fluid; the second was filled ¼ of the way with common fertilizer. Taking my knife, I cut the bottle with fertilizer in half. Making sure not to spill its contents, I sat the knife, the remainder of the bottle, and the bottom portion that had the fertilizer in the center of the small cavern. I then took the lid off of the bottle that had diesel in it. Picking up the rag, I shoved it through the neck of the bottle until a small portion of the rag was soaked. I set the diesel next to the fertilizer, making sure that the rag hovered over it. The ammonium nitrate in the fertilizer was what I needed. The rag would suck up the diesel fluid and eventually drip onto the fertilizer and cause a chemical reaction, which then would cause an explosion and a cave-in.

My separate cave was actually quite a short distance and lead into the wife and husbands bedroom closet. Of course it would be closed off in about… 45 minutes, but while it was there I would use it to gain access to the home undetected by the killer or the NPA. Pulling myself up through the hole in the closet floor, I checked the monitor I had the wife set up. It fed into their "Extra Security System" that they recently purchased. It was in the closet because one, I requested it, and two, they currently needed a place to put it. When I first suggested cameras, they wouldn't let me use my own, they decided to buy it themselves and keep it, which meant less work for me and nothing to trace back to me. He was still in the shed. Watching him, I began to simultaneously replace the floor boards meant to cover the hole. He was in his mid-thirties, with surprisingly light brown hair (almost blonde) and dressed in plain-clothes. This didn't surprise me. He actually looked like he worked as a gardener. The clothing choice was actually quite accurate for the situation. Why people who commit crimes always insist on wearing black is beyond me, it's done enough to where if you go somewhere in all black then you're automatically considered a suspicious figure.

The man glimpsed at his watch. I looked at the screen showing the front of the house, another police vehicle had pulled up. It was time for the current sentries to go on their lunch break. The idiots decided to kick up a conversation, I turned off the safety on my weapon, it was identical to the ones that the NPA kept in the holsters on their hips. Leaving the closet, I went around the bed and to the wall next to the door. This was one of the back doors and the only one in this area closest to the shed for the man to gain access to the home without being caught. The husband was placed outside of the room, in the sitting room, you could see him from my position, but not from where the man was. He then entered the room fully. He was almost 6 ft. He saw the husband and began to raise his own weapon, but not before I emptied a barrel of my own lead into his skull. The sound of the shot alerted the officers outside. It came from the house, so that's where they headed. Running, I made the short distance to the shed. Behind the shelf, through the trap door. Pulling it shut, I glimpsed at my watch, 15 minutes till the cave-in. It took that long running to get out of the caves if you didn't get lost. There were many false crooks and crannies that you could easily get lost in. I walked over to the hidden door I had made. Sliding it slightly open, I slid the weapon in. Then, removing my gloves, I placed them in as well. I pushed it back against the dirt wall. 12 minutes. I took off at a run. First left, straight, and then last hole to the right, six minutes. Middle cavern, then last to the left, two right turns. Three minutes. I can walk now. It didn't matter anymore. The only reason I even ran in the first place was to get away from it. The explosion would be only enough to close off that other tunnel. I did however need to get away because they will investigate as soon as they think it's safe. The tunnel came out on an old hiking trail outside of town. Grabbing my backpack at the end of the cave, I pulled out a water and a granola bar. I then smiled to myself and began the hike back to my car. Time is up. I stopped and listened for the tell-tale sound of an explosion. Ah, there it was. Hope no one got hurt. I doubt it though. Not unless they were in the hidden pantry… Or directly over the explosion… Damn. It shouldn't be enough to cause something that large… so it should be fine. I at least had already spoke to the wife about the plans I had made and she agreed to keep people out of the way. As long as she did her part then nothing would happen. I began walking again. Deep in thought. The deed is done.

Back at home, I cut on my television. The explosion no doubt brought news reporters around. My assumption was correct. "Today, approximately thirty minutes ago, at the home of Ryusei Watanabe, the murder of our most recent killer took place, soon after there was an underground explosion. We aren't sure if the explosion was meant to be deadly or not, but it seems that no one was injured and that nothing had been effected at the home. It seems that the killer was murdered trying to take out his final victim. According to our sources, the killers' killer has not been found and so far no evidence has been discovered. The family is under suspicion for hiring an independent contractor to "Take Care" of the murderer. However it is only a speculation and there is no evidence. Where did this mystery killer come from, and will this person be the one who helps or hinders Shinjiku? Back to you Mr. Takada." Well... It's a good thing that every time the wife called me she was visiting someone and had used a public phone. No proof. Just the way I like it. I shut off the television.

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Authors note: Well, I hope you all enjoyed it. Don't worry, I am already working on the third chapter. I have about two pages of it written in my notebook. XD I know this took forever and I apologize. I also noticed that I only have two reviews and favorites and maybe around twenty to thirty views. That's okay. In later chapters I might as for a certain amount of reviews, but this will be a long story. As you have noticed, the main character has not yet met any of the characters from death note as of yet. She will meet them, but it might not be for a few more chapters. I still have a lot of material to cover with the story line so this story will most likely not be short. I will try to make the chapters longer, which is something I always personally requested of others in the past. What I didn't realize was how much time and thought it actually took to make a really long chapter, especially if you had to put a lot of thought into making things happen that are actually physically possible. I want to thank someone from my school who actually helped me with the explosion portion of this chapter. You know who you are if you have read it. I would have never thought of it otherwise. Thank you guys for reading! ~Riley