I do not own Death Note. Enjoy :D

I took a deep breath before I opened the book. The first page to appear before my eyes was the rules page.

I

Any human's name written in the Life Book will be brought back to life, or remain alive for a 20 day period after being written despite any attempts of death.

II

The Life Note will not take effect unless the owner has the person's face in mind, therefore other people with the same names are not affected.

III

You may bring people back to life with the Life Note, but they will die a natural death after half a decade.

IV

The Life Note rules over the Death Note, meaning someone with a Death Note cannot kill someone with a Life Note.

V

If you write the person's name in the Life Note after is has been written in the Death Note and before the death occurs, the death will not take place.

I skimmed the rest of the rules hurriedly, more perplexed than ever. The Life Note overruled the Death Note? That meant... I could stop Light from killing all those people? I could stop him from going insane? Or was he already insane? Because quite frankly, I appreciated nice Light much more than insane Light.

But then, that would completely stop the story line then and there. And wouldn't it leave Misa with the Death Note? I mean sure, she wouldn't start killing people with it but she already had the shinigami eyes if I was correct, but then again there wasn't much information on that. But I knew that Misa would eventually end up with them, and that was a risk I wasn't willing to take.

I tucked the Life Note under my shoulder and hastily rose from the bench. I proceeded to walk away, deep in thought. I could easily correct deaths that Light and Misa cause, but I have to wait until after the second strike, which was where those guys tried to rape that poor woman.

I guess I could be there to make sure that woman was alright. She was an innocent bystander in all of this, and she was one of the first to unintentionally witness one of Kira's first killings.

Poor lady, but I bet any fangirl would pay to be in her position at the time. Funny how I would rather not, but the world is a strange place.

I only had an hour or so left, considering I could actually read the clocks. Though, it was going to be a difficulty since I only spoke English and I had a terrible case of word-vomit with strangers.

I grew up in a small town and went to a high school where everyone knew each other. I was the normal, quiet girl next door. Was, anyways.

The only way I could express myself in the past was through song and poetry, and the only place I knew of in Tokyo was a simple cafe, around the area Light uses the Death Note for the second time. I had done my research before, and I used to be a complete Death Note fan girl, you know, the ones who would only dream of L in their sleep?

But, things changed. I'm not as obsessed as before, but I still do have a love for Death Note in my heart.

It took me about half an hour, but I eventually found the cafe after wandering around the streets looking like an American tourist. Which, in some regards, I guess I am. In some strange roundabout way. I walked inside and was met with a warm, peaceful atmosphere. It wasn't the one that Light and L occasionally had meetings in, and the one that Light and Misa unintentionally were in at the same time, unbeknownst to each others identity, though it did look similar.

I walked over to the bar spot and I plopped down on a chair, hoping I had some luck here.

A man with a wild afro went up onto the stage and said some words, obviously in Japanese, and the crowd cheered. He asked a question to something and people were pushing and shoving to raise their hand and I narrowed my eyes in confusion.

The man called on a young lady and she stood up, a smirk upon her face and everyone's hands immediately shrunk down, almost taken aback by who had been called. I took off my glasses and tried to clean them off with my shirt before I noticed that I could see everything clearly.

"Really? Awesome!" I whispered to myself and I grinned, immediately throwing the glasses out of my way onto the floor. I heard the crunch of them being destroyed almost immediately after I threw them, but I gave it no thought. The afro man seemed to keep calling out for volunteers and I raised my hand timidly, and within seconds he called on me.

Wow, I really didn't think this through did I?

The man said something again in Japanese and I took it as my cue to walk up on the stage and he held the microphone to my mouth. Since I knew no Japanese besides what I saw in anime, I could only tell them my name. "Lucy." The words came out of my mouth blunt, more blunt than I intended. The crowd let out a loud gasp, probably wondering who this random American was and what she was doing. The man chuckled, turning to my opponent.

"Yuki. And I speak English, so it's alright." Even though Yuki's tone was sincere it was also laced with bitterness. Her copper eyes showed nothing but distaste, as if I were some worthless scum that should just go crawl back from under a rock.

I immediately tugged the microphone back in my direction. "I'm a lady, so I'll allow you to go first." I smiled sweetly and she scowled, walking up to the DJ and whispering in his ear, making him slightly blush but put on the song she had requested.

It was, as I suspected, a stupid song. It was a poppy tune with little rhythm, and as much as I didn't care for the song, I had to admit she wasn't a terrible singer. Though, she could have been better. I was surprised at the fact the cafe all stood down to her. She was just average, perhaps she was some local celebrity? Well, I wouldn't figure that out until later. Beating her wouldn't be a difficult feat. It would be quite fun though.

I handed the DJ my mp3 player that I surprisingly still had on me after all the running I had done and told him what track to play, standing on the middle of the stage.

The lights went down and I tapped my foot to the beat at the beginning, holding the microphone a few inches from my mouth.

The lights came up and I grinned at the crowd.

Starting the song off, I felt as though my voice was better in the animated world than in the real world. Was that even possible? I mean, I could see without my glasses now. Could my talents have improved now that I wasn't in the real world? I shook my head clear of those thoughts, it wasn't time to think of that now. It was time to give this audience a show.

I hopped down from the stage onto a random table with a young man sitting at it. I sat on the edge and crossed one leg over the other, extremely glad that I wore ripped jeans. The young man blushed at the sight of me in front of him casually sitting on the table and singing like nothing was going on.

I smiled, winking at the cafe, but more specifically at the man in front of me. He was cute after all, why couldn't I have some fun?

Instrumental played in the background, but it was things I was incapable of singing such as background vocals. I found my way back up onto the stage, and right before I started singing again I saw two things I wouldn't expect.

Light Yagami, and the men who attempted to rape that woman.

Since when did Light come in here?! I mean, sure, the manga or anime may not tell you everything but how does it just so happen that the one place I go to pass time before the event occurs is also the place that the other characters in this whole plot go as well?

The song started back up again and I had to think fast, not worrying about the men who would become a bigger part of my night later on. My performer persona appeared once again and I felt nothing but the song. My routine included a lot of walking, winking, and a bit of hip movement. I was much more comfortable on the stage than I was in real life. Flirtatious looks and sexual movements were much easier to do while performing than in real life. It was just like acting, you put on another role.

The part came up where I didn't have to sing and I promptly took the time to think. So, the men and Light were in here watching the show right now? Time passed much quicker than I thought it would, and I really hoped me singing this one time didn't change all the events. Light needed to do his part and I couldn't distract him. As much as I liked nice Light, Misa could be deadly and I just had to wait for her to enter the picture.

But, Misa was no acception. She wouldn't kill anyone just like Light wouldn't kill anyone. Not if I could help it, at least.

I took a deep breath, now came the bridge. All of my energy had to go into this part, it was the most emotional part of the song after all. I wanted to leave a lasting impression on the audience. I wasn't just some American tourist, no, I was much more than that. They just wouldn't know that, and they would never know.

The last chorus came up and I would've breathed a sigh of relief if I wasn't singing, obviously. Most of my breath had been taken away by the song and it had been a long time since I had sung for that many people. Or sung in general. Ever since…

No, I'm not going to think of that. Not now.

I put all of my air into the last word and I saw some people look at me in astonishment, wondering how such a small body like mine to hold such a loud and powerful voice.

At least, that's what I imagined them saying, though I could be wrong and they could just be saying, 'what is that midget who can sing doing on the stage?'

My head dropped at the end and the lights seemed to go off in unison. Which was strange, since that wasn't even remotely planned. However, I was definitely not complaining. Loud clapping rung through the cafe, some cheering and even some wolf whistles as the lights came back on and I smiled like I had just won a million dollars.

Or whatever that transfers to in yen.

"I think we have our winner!" The man in the middle shouted speaking English with a very strong Japanese accent and he held up my hand like I had just won a wrestling match. Yuki grumbled bitterly, something about me being a 'dumb American tourist' and she stomped away. Retrieving my mp3 player, I walked outside. A manga store resided just across the road. My mind seemed to go blank, only thinking of the possible manga-ception and I crossed the road in mere seconds, forgetting about what I had meant to do.

"Hey babe." A man snickered and I turned, seeing the exact same guys who tried to rape that woman. The woman happened to be walking by and glanced over at the sound of the man's voice, but then continued in her path.

Laughing slowly, I tried to back away from the men.

"Uh, sorry but I don't think I know you." I babbled incoherently in English, not exactly knowing what I was saying. He reached out for me and I dated out of the way. They were on motorcycles and I didn't exactly have comfortable shoes to run away for my life in. Not having much of a choice though...

My feet carried me as fast as they could from them and I ran across the road, before I knew what I was doing. Time seemed to slow down for the moment that occurred afterwards.

The man colliding the truck, his friends screaming his name, and all I could do was turn around and stare in shock. Of course I had seen it in the anime but it felt so... real when you were actually there. I stared at the destroyed body on the ground and my hand immediately flew to my mouth to stop the bile rising through my throat. I hated blood. Not to mention decimated bodies.

Turning, I ran down the sidewalk, going anywhere my feet would carry me. The world was spinning in circles, like I was on a continuous merry-go-round. The Life Note was still tucked safely beneath my arm. Thank god for that. With my clumsiness, I was surprised I didn't lose it on the first day.

My pulsating feet brought me to a slow stop, leading me to an alleyway. I pushed my back against the wall trying to catch my breath. A few tears threatened to escape but I blinked them away in seconds. The next major event would be agent Pember, and I needed to get on that bus. Even if I couldn't save that man, I could still save agent Pember.

If my memory was correct, I only had a few days to get a ticket for that bus and I had to sit within a close proximity to Light and his girlfriend. It was the only way I stood a chance of possibly saving agent Pember, but if all else fails I have to go for the Death Note paper, then I could see Ryuk. I'm not quite sure how it would help me, but it may be handy in the long-run.

I walked out of the alley, a loud yawn escaped my mouth as the moon shone brightly overhead.

But first, I needed a place to live in for the time being, and I knew exactly where.

The hotel close to the Yagami household, of course.

Two in one day, FUDGE YEAH ;D And I honestly didn't think Lucy would end up in that woman's place... it just... sort-of... happened I guess. XD It's not my fault... well maybe it is... Maybe... R & R, don't forget to follow this story if you want to actually see my sucky writing get better :D

Also, do you guys want me to dedicate a chapter to just writing rules for the Life Note? Because seriously, I wanted to do that but that would make this chapter so long and tedious... Just tell me in the reviews :)

~Revised 3/29/18