Light's first view of prison was giant stone walls with tall electric fences with barbed wire on the top, with four guard towers around the four corners of the prison

Me: Here is the second chapter. Depending on what happens in the next few chapters, we might get L into this soon. Believe me when I say that I will get Matsuda into this fic somehow, as well as Watari. I love the two of them, and I don't know if I can keep them out of my fics. Hopefully my butt will be kicked into gear to write on my other three fics.

By the way, I'm only going to put disclaimers in the first chapter on mostly all of my stories, because I don't think I should be forced to repeat something like that when you should obviously know I don't own Death Note. This is the only time I will point this out, so don't try and say anything about it.

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Light's first view of prison was giant stone walls with tall electric fences with barbed wire on the top, with four guard towers around the four corners of the prison. The only guard who would talk to him told him that the fences were charged to shock someone who touched the thing, knocking them off their feet and stunning them for a few seconds as a warning, and if the fence was touched again, the charge would be set to kill. The man's partner looked at Light as though to say, "Please, do try it, I'd love to see that."

Light had only mentally scoffed and nodded to show that he heard what the man had said, and look mildly interested. The guard puffed up even more at this, and proudly said, "I'm the one in charge of watching the fences if anything sets them off."

Light managed to look surprised and quietly praised him and said that he must do a good job. The guard smiled at him, seeming to be even more puffed up at the priase. He smiled widely and said, "Perhaps, I only do what I must do to keep the criminals in." He seemed to just realize that Light was also a criminal and a slight look of surprise took over his face, and he instantly quieted.

Light had to hide a smirk; this man was just the perfect person to manipulate. Now if only he could get his name, but it seemed everyone here was already warned not to tell Light their real names. Misa, who was staring forlornly out the window, had gasped at the thought of someone dying in such a way. She had gained the attention of the other guard, who smiled nastily, but didn't do anything else.

Misa had been really quiet lately, not making a single sound or trying to make any conversation. It had been a real shock for her, nearly being killed by B when all their plans had been discovered. Light felt a flare of pure rage and hatred at the reminder of how the man had won. If there was anyone who deserved to die by the Death Note, it was that man.

He had actually attempted to kill the both of them, forcing the truth out of them with truth serum. Then he played with them, toying with them with a knife, slicing their skin open until the other members of the team arrived. Of course the man had played it off, saying that he was only defending himself and that the two of them had attacked him after he had gotten them to admit to being the two original Kiras.

The investigation members believed him; after all, it would be their word against this 'respectable' detective. They couldn't even speak, because he had jabbed them with a needle full of something that paralyzed them, and that unfortunately included their ability to speak.

Turning his attention from the memory that caused such hatred to fill him, he watched the car pull to a stop, and the officers in front got out, the more talkative one getting out first, while the quiet one got out second. The evil one opened Misa's door and pulled her out almost roughly, while Light was gently tugged out by the friendlier guy.

Light took one last look at the police car, at its sleek design before turning to the front. The police man pulling him along gave him a slightly sympathetic look when he tried to stop the chain keeping his hands tied behind his back from chafing his wrists. Good, pity can easily be used, and the more pity the better.

Light turned to Misa, and saw that she wasn't doing any better than he was, the man was pulling her along at an alarming pace, while the handcuffs were really digging into her skin. There were little trickles of blood dripping onto the ground, and the man pulling Light caught up to the other man and ducked his head to whisper into his ear.

The man looked mildly irritated, but did slow down. Misa turned to Light and smiled faintly, and he smirked lightly back. Yes, they could certainly use this man. He was a lot like Matsuda, and Matsuda had been easy enough to control. Just use his pity against him and he would play into your hands.

Misa had realized that fact during the car ride, and had been pulling small tricks to make the man pity her, while Light did the same. It seemed that it had worked, and of course it would. Misa may be stupid in some areas, but she was certainly good at picking up little signals and manipulating.

"Here we are," the kind man said, turning to smile slightly at him. Light looked up at the door that would lead to the inside of the prison, and didn't say a word. Misa forced herself to look vaguely frightened, and the man instantly went to calm her. Light sighed. This was the start of his life in prison, and he had no idea what to expect, but if he had his way, he wouldn't be here long. The doors opened, and he and Misa were pulled inside. He only got a second more of light from the outside, before the doors closed with an ominous sound.

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Me: Yeah, this was slightly harder to do, because I wanted to get into getting the characters to talk more. I guess I just don't like to do that, and like to explain things more in the first two or three chapters, because this isn't like a horror fic where you can leave all the explanations until the end. Please read and review. Oh, by the way, if anyone would like to be my beta, because I probably need one, just e-mail me. I'd be really grateful.