It didn't take as long as she thought it would to stumble across something interesting. There was a little blonde girl in a pretty plaid dress in the middle of the woods. Her hair was in pigtails, and she looked to be near 10 years of age. Typical: Little girl in the woods because she got curious or some other stupid baby shit, and then decided that she was grown-up enough to brave the world herself. What a stuck-up dumbass. Directly across from her was a large man in a huge gray overcoat. He was wearing a matching detective's hat, but he was no good guy. His dark eyes glistened with lust, and his bearded mouth twitched occasionally as he stalked closer to the girl. Sai could just tell from everything else about him, like the way he walked so freely, and his bare legs, that he had absolutely nothing else on under that overcoat. Ultimately, this is what pissed her off the most, this simply gesture that meant that the man was practically prepared for this sort of thing. She hated the world for being what it was, and she hated the girl for being weak, and she hated the man for desiring little girls like her. It was sick, and disgusting, and Sai just wanted to do something, anything, that would hurt him.

But that didn't matter right now, only the experiment did, and she would take pleasure in electrocuting him later (she hadn't brought her stun gun for nothing). Nothing else mattered right now but proving the notebook's worth and killing the man in front of her. She remembered the rules well, and she didn't want him to have a heart-attack, because that wouldn't prove anything (at least not entirely).

The man was only a few feet from the girl, and she wasn't going to be able to run anywhere, so he advanced unhurriedly. The frightened girl's eyes seemed like they were going to pop out of her head. Sai quickly started to write in the Death Note with her pen, but realized that she had absolutely no idea what this guy's name was. She quietly slapped her head. What the fuck is wrong with me? Maybe I am just an idiot. But she would be damned if she was going to let something like that stop her. Walking closer to the girl, ( ) suddenly started clawing at his own throat, digging deeper and deeper until the veins were finally damaged and he started to slowly choke on his own blood. But, before he could die, he wrote on the tree trunk closest to him: ... Sai then stepped out of the shadows as quietly as she could and crept up behind him.

"Hi there, how's it going?" Sai suddenly burst out. The man quickly turned around and scrutinized the girl who had just interrupted him. Her voice had sounded cheerful upon greeting him, but that was it. Her face was expressionless, her mouth set in a fine line, her body calm and loose... but tight and filled with tension at the same time. The most noticeable features were the girl's eyes. They both stared at him from a live body, but they were as dead as the rocks beneath her feet. No, they weren't entirely dead, they had a condescending fury in them, and that was somehow worse. But, like hell was the man going to be scared away by a girl not that much older than the one behind him.

"I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but you shouldn't have come here. Why don't you just leave and forget everything you saw here, before I decide to move onto you next." The man's tone was menacing, but he really didn't want the girl to see his face. She hadn't, by the looks of it, or a different reaction would have come.

The little girl was curled up on the forest floor, and she was mumbling something to herself. As Sai tried to decipher what it was, the words became clearer: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry...daddy." That shocked her so much that she almost didn't see the anger cross the man's face and him start to run towards her. She dodged to the side quickly, and punched the man in the side of his face. She was beyond listening now, there was no forgiveness waiting for him. He staggered sideways, and Sai quickly kicked his chin upwards. His hat was knocked off with the kick, and she saw his face for the first time. It wasn't just some guy off the streets; it was the man running for the new principal's position at her academy. But that wasn't all: this man was also the guy who used to be the vice principal, and had visited her in the hospital when she had come down with food poisoning, when no one else would see her. He had brought her friendly chocolates to eat on Valentine's Day when she was all alone: Ayuza Kikoro.

He was a molester, who had just tried to do something horrible to his own daughter.

Mr. Ayuza put his hands up and started talking, "Now, Ms. Amora, I know what this looks like, but-"

"Cut the fucking crap, you bastard! Just go to hell." She said the last part quietly, and took the note she had been holding the entire time, using the pen to write his name in the blank she had left. She threw them both back into the satchel over her shoulder, and took out her stun-gun.

The corrupt man eyed it carefully, and sneered over at her, "Do you think, for one second, that anyone will believe this coming from you, or that electrocuting was just out of self-defense?" He was growing desperate, and she could tell from his rushed question. Good, sweat, it'll all be over soon anyways. But then the thought that the Death Note might not be real crossed her mind again, and she felt sadness at the idea, but she was prepared for it.

The girl hadn't moved and the man's throat was starting to itch. He unconsciously scratched at it, and didn't stop. He soon noticed this, and so did the girl. Hope sprang into her eyes, but the man was terrified: why couldn't he move his hand away? His other hand went up to his throat as well, and the scratching grew deeper, starting to rip the skin open. Ayuza had never felt so powerless, so scared. He had come to rape and traumatize his daughter and leave her in the woods to die, not to kill himself. But he couldn't stop, and soon, he felt the rush of blood as it cascaded down his front and down his throat.

The blackness started to swallow him up, but then his body moved toward the nearest tree and his blood-covered hands started write something, then they fell, along with him, to the ground. The blackness swallowed him up into nothingness...

Sai stared at the man's body, and then at the words he had written on the tree trunk with his own blood: "Vengeance makes sense, and justice does not." In some part of her mind, she was filled with glee, at dispensing of this human trash, at the notebook's authenticity. But most of her just felt numb. She had just killed one of the few people who had shown her kindness, and she had done so gleefully.

She didn't care anymore. She forgot about it all for a little while, and then picked up the girl and carried her out of the forest. She had become paralyzed with fear when she first saw her father's blood start to flow, and she was no different now. She had barely even registered the girl picking her up and carrying her out into the open, and then to a police station. The little one did eventually notice how the girl didn't mention it was her father who had tried to hurt her, or who her father was, just that she had been attacked and this tall girl had saved her. That was not what had happened, and she knew it, but she kept quiet. Instead, she stared at this girl with the dead, golden eyes, and memorized her face. She would find her again, she silently vowed, and when she did, she was going to latch on to her and never let go. Amora...

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