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So this is my second chapter. A few characters will be mentioned and they are very significant to the plot. This chapter is shorter, but I promise the next will be longer.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, if I did Episode 25 would've never happened.

Seika Moriyama is a soldier born into a location known as the Division. Everyone who resides at the Division is immune to the effects of the Death Note. For generations Division members have been aware of the existence of Shinigami and the Death Note. You can choose to live as a normal civilian or soldier. She is forced to go into hiding due to pending civil war and leaves with her Shinigami companion Zenma who has been in Seika's family for four hundred years along with three other Shinigami; Zeph, Kuro, and Cana. The Shinigami are more godlike and the humans are far more dangerous.

Von the Second Most Feared Shinigami in Existence

"Can you please tell me what it is you wanted to talk about," Zenma asked exasperatedly. He really didn't want to leave Seika's side, but if Ryuk really did have something important to talk about, Zenma needed to know what it was. The two Shinigami were currently floating in the sky and they were a good distance away from Light's home.

"Sure thing," Ryuk began. Zenma hated how the Shinigami had a permanent smile plastered on his face. It irritated him to a strong degree. "The old man back home made a strict rule that humans shouldn't know of the existence of Shinigami unless they were the owner of a Death Note. That's why they lose their memories after forfeiting ownership." The older Shinigami grimaced. He already knew where Ryuk was going. "So how does Seika know of your existence without even owning a Death Note?"

"What makes you think she doesn't have one?"

"Your Death Note is plastered to you side," Ryuk pointed out. "Unless, you had a spare, but that's pretty much impossible to get."

Zenma was quiet for a moment, not because he was shocked, but because he was wondering how much he should tell the Shinigami. Telling Ryuk about the Division was out of the question, the existence of the Division alone was illegal, and that's why Zenma hadn't gone to the Shinigami Realm ever since he found his new home. Ryuk looked like he had a big mouth and he's tell every Shinigami back at the Realm about Seika and the Division. "I've been in Seika's family for generations. It met one of her ancestors four hundred years ago, when I dropped my Death Note into the human world," Zenma replied evenly. "Why are you asking me these questions," Zenma asked the other Shinigami.

"I'm just wondering why you haven't been punished for breaking one of the sacred rules," Ryuk answered.

"I haven't been in the Shinigami Realm for centuries, because of that, I've avoided my punishment," Zenma informed.

"Wait a minute, are you're one of the four," Ryuk asked in disbelief.

Zenma was startled by Ryuk's question. "What are you talking about," Zenma asked the younger Shinigami.

"Rumor has it, that about four hundred years ago, a group of four Shinigami left home in favor of living in the human world and apparently this pissed Von The Punisher, off. Not many people know the story, because apparently the old man told Von and a few others to keep quiet, but it has to be you. You're one of the four, aren't you?"

"How is it that you know about that," Zenma asked. Zenma's composure was apparent on the outside, but on the inside he was screaming. He wanted so badly to just shut Ryuk up, but he needed more information. Who could've told him?

"Let's just say a little bird told me," Ryuk responded, not even trying hiding the amusement in his voice.

"You will tell me now," Zenma demanded. He had zero patience for the other Shinigami. If Ryuk didn't answer, then Zenma would be forced to attack the weaker Shinigami. He knew he couldn't kill Ryuk, but he could inflict some serious pain on him.

"Why don't you take a guess," Ryuk suggested. "I'll give you a hint." Zenma sighed heavily; he didn't have time for games. "He's a loud mouth good for nothing little runt. Everybody knows him and he's always in and out of the Shinigami Realm. In my opinion he's pretty funny, he knows how to make things…exciting," Ryuk finished.

"A Shinigami that everyone knows," Zenma repeated. He was silent as he thought about who Ryuk was talking about. There were quite a few well known Shinigami. A bitter taste in Zenma's mouth formed the more he thought. It couldn't have been who he thought it was, "Don't tell me that this loud mouth good for nothing Shinigami goes by the name of Rayven."

Ryuk began to laugh. Zenma took that as a yes, this was almost unimaginable. First, Seika makes an enemy out of Kira, and now he's finding out that Rayven is causing trouble in the Shinigami Realm. "I'll have to teach that idiot a lesson the next time I see him," Zenma muttered.

"By teach him a lesson you mean…"

"Kick his ass," Zenma finished for Ryuk. Ryuk eyed Zenma in slight surprise. He almost seemed excited about the idea of pummeling the other Shinigami. The black shadows emitting from Zenma's body expanded, and they were moving at a wild pace.

"Hey, Zenma I think you're a little too excited there," Ryuk remarked; snapping the other Shinigami back into reality.

"What! I have no idea what you're talking about," Zenma snapped hotly. Zenma mentally cursed himself for showing his true colors to the younger Shinigami. For some reason he really didn't like Ryuk. Zenma found him so irritating.

"You seem a little heated," Ryuk laughed. That was the last straw; there was no way he'd stand there and get taunted by a weaker and younger Shinigami.

"That enough," Zenma roared. Ryuk's laughter died immediately. Not because the other Shinigami raised his voice at him, but because of what was happening after the Shinigami had yelled at him. It was suddenly raining, harshly. There were outrageously loud thunderclaps booming in the sky that made Ryuk feel like his head was going to explode. Followed by every loud clap of thunder, a rapid strike of lightning would follow. The lightning was so strong that every time it hit the ground it'd shatter a huge hole into it.

Is this the kind of abilities that older Shinigami inherit? Ryuk was intimidated, by the power that Zenma had, but at the same time, this was simply amazing. Ryuk wasn't afraid; instead this caused another reaction to bubble up inside of the Shinigami. He was thrilled that the Shinigami could do something so incredible. Zenma was strong and Ryuk knew for a fact that there were more Shinigami like him. Seika made this clear earlier when she mentioned their abilities. With Seika around to spectate Light, and with Zenma who is an outcast in the Shinigami Realm, Ryuk's boredom could be cured for an eternity. But, at the moment, Ryuk needed to calm Zenma down. He looked at The Shinigami and noticed that his eyes were glowing red.

"Hey," Ryuk said simply, but it was enough to snap the older Shinigami out of his angry trance. Zenma finally stopped the rain and looked around to see the damage he had caused.

Zenma looked up at Ryuk in bewilderment. "Was this my doing," Zenma asked. The question wasn't really for Ryuk, it was more for him. How could he do something so foolish? He was supposed to be mature, but instead he let his anger get the best of him. Seika was going to kill him…figuratively. Zenma looked up at Ryuk and sighed. He wanted to get this over with as soon possible. "Is that all," Zenma asked exasperatedly.

"One more question," Ryuk said. "Why Von is so angry with you? Rayven told me that Von has some strange fixation with the four Shinigami who abandoned their home."

Zenma sighed heavily, he didn't want to be here any longer, but he had to tell the Shinigami something in order to end the conversation without any suspicion. "The reason why Von is so angry is because we were once friends. The other three Shinigami and I, abandoned him for one of Seika's ancestors who went by the name Kousuke. Von hates humans, and I have a dream of coexistence."

"Coexistence between humans and Shinigami," Ryuk asked incredulously. Zenma nodded in response. He didn't want to explain further. He knew the Shinigami would probably laugh or make fun of him. Yes, he knew that his dream was unlikely, but that didn't mean it was impossible. The Division was a great example of that.

As Zenma expected Ryuk laughed. "That's a new one, good luck, it sounds…fascinating." Zenma was stunned by the younger Shinigami's response. "Our home is a rotten place; we could use a little reformation, but I'm not sure if living with humans is the best way to do that."

Zenma quickly composed his shock and wore an expression of seriousness. "Well, I think this marks the end of our conversation, I'll be leaving now."

"See ya later, Zenma," Ryuk said.

"Please call me Zen, I'm not really a fan of my full name," Zenma said with a slight tone of irritation.

"Right, I'm sorry...Zenma," Ryuk responded cheekily.

Zenma rolled his eyes at the younger Shinigami before flying away. He had to go back to Yagami's house and check up on Seika.

I can't believe this is actually impossible. Light though, as he stared long and hard at his Death Note. After Seika left, he wrote her name in it, just to be sure, but the minute he did the name simply vanished. Maybe it was because she technically wasn't Seika Moriyama, but this was still something Light couldn't grasp. Everybody had a name. The Death Note should've worked on everybody, but right now it was useless when it came to Seika. Light had to kill her another way.

"Where is Seika?" Light jumped back after hearing a deep voice being him. He turned around coming face to face with Zenma.

They were alone, that frightened Light, but it also gave Light an opportunity to talk to the Shinigami, find out as much as he could about Seika and where she came from.

Where was Ryuk, he briefly wondered. Well, that wasn't important at the moment. "She left a little while ago." Light responded with an even tone. He would never admit it, but just looking at Zenma made Light want to run away and never look back.

The Shinigami was silent for a moment; he stared at Light almost as if he was inspecting the teenager. Light felt uneasy under his gaze. Zenma spoke up, "You have a question to ask me don't you?" Zenma asked.

"I do." Light responded simply. "I assume you also have one for me." Light added.

"Aren't you smart?" The Death God remarked sarcastically. Light fought the urge to roll his eyes. Now the Shinigami sounded like Seika. "If you answer my questions honestly then I'll answer yours, and don't bother lying to me. I've been around humans long enough to know if they're telling the truth or not."

Light didn't waver. He just looked into Zenma's eyes as he thought of a question to ask. He had so many questions, it was hard to just pick a few of them, but there was the one big question lingering in his mind. "How is it that Seika doesn't have a name on her lifespan?"

"It was a gift given to her by another Shinigami," The Shinigami replied. He was going to be as vague as possible. Light wasn't going to find out about the history of Seika and her family so easily. "Now it's my turn, what are you intentions with Seika?"

"My intentions," Light repeated.

Zenma nodded, his eyes were on the Death Note in Light's hand. "I'm guessing you tried writing Seika's name inside of the book. Since, you didn't get the result that you wanted, what are you going to do now?"

"I'm not sure," Light answered honestly. Now it was his turn to ask a question. He briefly looked out the window remembering that random storm that lasted nothing but a few seconds. "That storm that happened not too long ago, was that you're doing?"

"Yes," the Shinigami began, "I am responsible for that. I lost control due to your irritating companion Ryuk. It's unfortunate that I can't kill him."

"Tell me about it." Light agreed under his breath, but Zenma caught it. "Well at least you aren't stuck with him." Light added. "Anyway it's your turn to ask a question." Light reminded.

"This goal that you have, to become God, do you truly believe that it's within your reach?"

Light blinked at the Shinigami. He assumed that everything Zenma asked would be related to Seika. "Yes, yes, I do. Before you and Seika showed up, I dealt with many obstacles and I've successfully evaded them all. L is a formidable opponent, but I know that I can win. My turn to ask a question; where did Seika come from? Earlier, she implied that she's killed people in the past, using her own two hands."

A small chuckle escaped Zenma, it was a bitter chuckle. He honestly couldn't believe that this was happening. Leave it to Seika to create a situation as troublesome as this one. Zenma knew that he could just kill Light Yagami right then and there, but he had other plans. Plans that would be beneficial to him and the Division. "Seika is from a place that's almost too good to be true. A place that could shatter you dreams of becoming God in an instant."

Light simply raised a brow at the Shinigami. He wasn't going to let Zenma get to him the way that Seika did earlier. He had to play the game smart. "It's your turn to ask a question."

"I don't have any more questions at the moment, I'll be leaving now." Zenma said, heading toward to window to fly out, but he stopped for a moment. "I'm sure you already know this, but I don't approve of Seika's actions what so ever, she constantly gets herself in trouble. Even though it is very unlikely, if you do manage to take her life away, I will kill you." Zenma threatened.

Lights eyes widened in shock. Zenma was nothing like Ryuk, unlike Ryuk; Zenma was there to look out for Seika.

Light stood with his arms crossed over his chest, he was stressed. He was losing to Seika and it was becoming more and more complicated. What was he to do? He was currently up against the world's smartest detective, an extremely powerful Shinigami, and a girl who's dangerous yet mysterious all at once.

Light sighed, "I know all of that. If you don't mind, I have one more question to ask you Zenma-"

"Zen," the Shinigami interrupted through gritted teeth.

"Huh?"

"Don't call me Zenma, call me Zen, I hate my full name." The God of Death demanded.

You have got to be kidding, Light thought. How can he be so mature and intimidating one minute and then the next he turns into such a baby? Light sighed heavily; pinching the bridge of his nose. "Fine, Zen, is it okay if I ask you one last question?" Light asked.

"It depends on the question." Zenma replied.

"How long are you and Seika going to be here, is it permanent?"

That wasn't a question the Shinigami had been expecting. "No our stay here isn't going to be permanent, but I can't tell you how long we will be staying, even I don't know." They stood in silence for a moment. "I'll be leaving now." Zenma announced breaking the silence.

Light watched the creature leave and sighed. He placed his Death Note on his desk an walked towards his bed. Still more questions than answers.

When is Ryuk coming back? Getting information out of the Shinigami was hard already, but he had to try. Ryuk could always just lie to him, it didn't matter how many apples he threatened to take away. If only the annoying Shinigami could be on his side, the whole Kira thing would be ten times easier.

"Why is this happening to me?" Light complained aloud. He groaned and fell on to his bed.

If only I could eliminate them all, but I don't have the power to do that. Light turned his head to the side where he saw his Death Note lying flat on his desk. All of this is happening because of one notebook. It was so powerful, and every time Light held it he felt as though he was the most powerful entity in the world, he felt like a God. However, Seika and Zenma were starting to make him question that. How could he become God if there was someone out there who had more power than he did?

He didn't know who he despised more, L or Seika. Getting rid of L was already going to be a challenge, but getting rid of Seika, well at the moment that was impossible. What was her deal, he wondered.

"Stupid Zen," Seika grumbled as she walked in to her house soaking wet. She was going to kill him. All Zenma would do is tell Seika how she supposed to be responsible, and how she was supposed to lay low. Then what does he do? He causes a random and deadly storm that lasted about fifteen seconds. This wasn't good.

She stomped off into her room to dry herself. She stripped of all her clothing and wrapped herself in a robe while drying her hair with a towel.

"I swear I'm going to kill him, even though it's impossible, somehow I'm going to pull it off." She said through gritted teeth.

She was already pissed today, so why was Zenma adding fuel to the fire? First, she meets Kira who turns out to be some kid with a god complex, and now she's sitting at home soaking wet, because Zenma couldn't control his temper.

This was dangerous, if anyone back home found out about this storm then they'd find out where she was, and Reiji would probably move her, after he killed her for being so irresponsible.

"Seika are you home?" She heard a voice call. It was Zenma.

"I'm in my room." She replied sweetly.

Zenma came in through the wall and avoided eye contact. He heard her voice, when she used that fake tone of innocence it usually meant that she was angry, and for a human Seika was terrifying when she was angry. "Hello, Seika." Zenma greeted nervously.

She took a deep breath before speaking, or shouting. "Don't 'hello Seika' me!" She yelled; throwing the towel she'd been using to dry her hair at the Shinigami. It passed right through his body which caused Seika to growl in frustration. "Ugh, this isn't over!" Seika snapped. She quickly got up from her bed and reached into her drawer pulling out a medium sized blade. She charged at the Shinigami and attempted to stab him. It didn't work of course, but that only caused her to try harder.

Zenma just stood there looking at Seika incredulously. He didn't even have to dodge her attacks. They were just passing right through him. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. This wasn't the first time she tried to "kill" him. She knew it wouldn't work, but she still tried.

He sighed heavily, "Seika, stop, you know you can't kill me." She continued to swing the blade at the Shinigami but as expected it passed right through him. This was so pointless. "Seika, stop it." He said with a tone of irritation. "It's annoying," he continued. He wasn't even sure if she could hear him at this point. After a few more futile swings Seika gave up. "Did you have your fill," Zenma asked with giving Seika a dull expression.

"Go to hell," she snapped. "How could you do something so stupid? That little storm you caused is going to attract attention. What if someone back home finds me?"

"I apologize, there is no excuse for my actions," Zenma said. The shame was evident in his voice. They'd probably have to relocate themselves now. "I don't expect your forgiveness."

Seika eyes softened, she could stay mad at the Shinigami. Besides, Zenma wasn't the only one who did something irresponsible. "It's okay we'll figure something out."

Seika took her eyes off of the Shinigami when the house phone rang. Seika frowned, who would be calling her? She went over to the nightstand and picked up the phone. For the two weeks she had never got a phone call from anybody.

"Who the hell is this," Seika asked.

"That's not how you answer a phone, where are your manners Seika?" Seika's frown immediately turned into an expression of excitement.

"Reiji, I can't believe it's you," she exclaimed. "Why are you calling? Not that I'm not excited."

"Well, I when I was driving my car I almost got struck by a bolt of lightning. I'm guessing this was the work of Zen," he asked.

Seika frowned, "Yeah it was. I don't think we should be talking about this over the phone."

"I agree," the man replied. "I'll see you tomorrow, and then we can discuss things." With that Reiji hung up.

"What was that about," Zenma asked.

"Reiji's coming," she responded with a smile.

"Thank you, Watari." The detective said, taking his cake away from his accomplice.

"You're welcome, Ryuzaki." The man replied. He walked towards the door to exit, before the sitting man stopped him.

"Watari was it supposed to rain today?" L asked before stuffing a spoonful of cake in his mouth.

"It wasn't on record today; it was very brief and bizarre. The storm lasted about fifteen seconds." Watari informed L.

The detective swallowed the food in his mouth before speaking, "Just as I thought, thank you Watari." He pressed his thumb up to his lip and began to think.

Watari lingered by the door at stared at L. "Ryuzaki, if you don't mind my asking, but do you think this has something to do with Kira?" The older man asked.

L removed his thumb from his lips to pick up his spoon from his plate; he scooped up another piece of his cake and put it into his mouth. "I'm not sure, Kira is extremely bizarre, but this has to be out of his reach, or at least I hope so." He answered with his mouth full.

"I see, thank you Ryuzaki." Watari said before leaving the room.

L tapped his spoon against his plate as he thought. What could this mean? Kira had the power to control the actions of people before they died, but that was it. It's doubtful that his powers could go further than that, because if they did, then he would've already displayed that power. What was the point of starting a deadly storm that didn't kill anyone?

Did you know Shinigami love apples? His mind went back to the message Kira gave him. A Shinigami was a god of death, when L first read that message he assumed that Kira was implying that Kira himself was a Shinigami, but was it possible that this message meant more? Do Shinigami exist? Could that storm be the work of a Shinigami?

If the storm was the work of a Shinigami, then why did it happen? It was random and most of all unlike Kira. Doing something like that was idiotic and Kira was no idiot. L sighed, at the moment this wasn't adding up to anything. "What will you do next Kira?"

If you're wondering Zenma has the ability to control the weather. Also, Von is going to be one of the main antagonists of the story, and his ability will be revealed next chapter. Rayven is a young Shinigami, so he has no abilities. Just a reminder that Reiji is Namikawa of the Yotsuba Group, I liked him so much I decided to make him a soldier of the Division. Next chapter Seika's reasons for going into hiding will be revealed.

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