I fixed some things in chapter 1 just thought I'd mention .

I don't own death note hope you enjoy.

It's been three days since all 12 FBI agents died, since Kira made his move, now it's L's turn to change the movement of this game they play.

Tonight will be the first time anybody, besides Watari has seen his face. It's a dangerous move but it has to be made to solve this case, it's a move that has to be made if he wants to win.

L's gaze falls from the reflection of his face on the window to the streets below. It looks as if the first group of two from the task force has just arrived. He continues to look at the streets his mind running through all the information he had about Kira.

L watches as the next group of the task force members pulls in, a blue blur barely misses them as they go to turn into the entry way of the hotel. With a quick stomp on the breaks the car jerks to a stop, the police inside obviously debating on what they should do. Should they chase the speeder, no, if they didn't get to L's suite he would surely start without them and they couldn't afford to miss any information. Besides that car is long gone by now.

From L's point of view however he could see that the blue car was going in a circle it didn't seem to be accompanied by any other cars so it couldn't be racing, and if the driver wanted to see how fast they could go they would drive in a more clear area free of so many cars. This racer has to be timing theirself, it's the only logical thing that could be going on.

L couldn't take more time to think on the matter seeing as a knock came to his door. The task force had arrived.

Last night many racers were in different cities or different parts of the same city trying to beat old records and create new ones. Marcella did good, but could have done better, she broke 2 records and everything else she got the same time as before. Marcella may act like she's the best sometimes but she and most other racers know she is far from it, she still has a long way to go before she can even think about calling herself the best.

Marcella let out a yawn. Being up late at night racing and then getting up early in the morning to race some more was very tiring. At the moment Marcella could care less about what was going on around her all she knew was that she had to get to the nearest coffee shop soon.

Those thoughts were soon forgotten when she was startled by a loud, obnoxious laugh. She started to look around to see where it was coming from, all she could see was a pair of people about 15 yards away. As she got closer to the couple the laugh got louder and a slight red tint came into her vision, she waited for her head to start pounding and for one of the two to die, but it never came. She passed them and nothing happened, no pain came, no one collapsed and died. Nothing.

Even though nothing happened Marcella couldn't help but feel something was off that laugh, where was it coming from? Is she hearing things now?

She looked through her mirror back at the two people that were standing on the sidewalk. She let out a soft gasp as she looked at the man more closely.

I know him, where have I seen him before?

She tries to think back to where she could have met the man but her thoughts were slowly slipping away from her. She needed to get some coffee and soon before she starts to see things too.

Marcella felt great, that coffee really hit the spot. She felt wide awake and was ready to kick some butt in this race.

She was going against a new racer today and she was getting antsy just thinking about the outcome of this race. All she knows about the guy is that he's from America and he came out here to "get a different feel of racing". Rumors spread quickly about his arrival, and it turns out this guy is one of the best racers in North America. Not that she's nervous or anything.

Anyway, she looked down at the clock in her car. 10:10 AM, where is this guy, he was supposed to be here 10 minutes ago.

Marcella could feel her patience thinning. If this guy thinks-

Her thoughts were cut off by a car vrooming by just barely missing her car.

This must be him, the cocky little…

Without a second thought Marcella was speeding after the car that tried to play her for a fool.

From the looks of it this guy is going the longer and more complicated route to the finish.

He's taunting her! His actions saying that he could, no would win even if she went a shorter way.

I'll show him.

She pushed the gas as hard as she could, there was no way in hell Marcella would let this guy win.

She finally caught up with him and as soon as she did he turned on to a busy street.

This idiot! He's trying to get us killed, if we go into a busy street at this time of day it will almost be impossible to navigate through all the traffic.

Marcella knew there wasn't much time think this through, a second of hesitation could get her killed or have her lose and she won't lose to such a arrogant idiot.

She kept her speed and followed the car through traffic before swerving over to the other lane and quickly making her way in front of the man's car. He had to slow down to avoid hitting her but he failed to do so and ended up getting red paint on the back of her favorite car right before he switched lanes.

She was about ready to kill this guy, first he makes her wait, then he cheats to get a head start and now he's messed up her paint job! Somebody must have a death wish.

Marcella let out a growl as he got closer to her car, trying to push his way into her lane. He began to slowly push her into the side walk, Marcella was so busy ranting in her head she didn't notice the turn up ahead.

A sigh could be heard coming from Marcella's mouth once the other car backed up. Her relief was short lived when the car came at her faster than before and pushed her onto another street.

The crimson car she was racing against sped up once it finished pushing her onto another street. She continued to curse the driver the whole time she was gaining control of her car once again. A gasp left her mouth as she straightened out her car.

There was a person standing right in her path!