Chapter 6: The Rules Of The Death Note

It wasn't long until Jo-Jo lost it and gave L a mouth full. She had enough of being questioned by someone she couldn't see (or hit if they p*ssed her off). Plus, L kept asking her about Kira no matter how many times she said, she didn't know who or what Kira was. Finally, Jo-Jo rolled over to fall asleep, mostly to p*ss L off. It must have worked because, he didn't say or ask her anything after that.

'Thank Jack for that,' Jo-Jo thought, as she started to drift off. 'Who the hell is 'Kira' anyway? And what kinda name is L? And I thought my name was bad.' She sighed in her now dreamless sleep, 'I hope Sammy and Alice are having as much fun as I am'.

"Are you seriously saying that you believe her when she said she's from Halloween town?" Matsuda asked L, after he gave up on questioning the vampire. "I mean, it sounds stupid! Who in the right mind would believe in Halloween town? It's just a fairy tale parents tell their children to scare them, right?"

"No, Halloween town does exist." L eats more of his cake, while everyone in the room stared at him, now they knew his was crazy.

"Ok, now you're just pulling our legs, Ryuzaki, even I know Halloween town is just a story." Matsuda seemed to be the only one who could find his voice, no surprise there.

"You mean to tell me that everyone here believes in Kira, someone who has killed over hundreds of criminals without even being in their presents, and no one believes in Halloween town? The vampire is living proof that it exist, what more do you want?" L just munched on more cake whiles everyone waiting for more of an expiation. Finally, L got the massage and explained.

"In the sort time I've had questioning her, I haven't seen any signs of her lying or any sings if she is insane," He let in another mouth full of cake and continued, "And since there are no evidence that she is a liar or just mad then we must assume that she is telling the truth, and Halloween town does exist. For the time being anyway, with more time I will know if she is really telling the truth, so," L added more cake this time, so he spoke with his mouthful, "Just believe what you want for now."

The others gave each other worried looks. Just when they think things could get any worse, with trying to catch Kira being impossible a vampire makes it in the scene.

"But, Ryuzaki is she dangerous?" Soichiro asked, the chief of the Japanese police must have felt concerned about keeping the creature locked up, what if she escaped? L mulled it over of a while before answering.

"I highly doubt she is. Sure she has anger issues but, as far as I've seen she won't strike unless something she cares about is put in harm's way. So unless we hurt one of her loved ones then there's nothing to worry about."

Soichiro sigh in relief, but Matsuda had a confused look on his face.

"Wait, where did you get that from? She didn't even say she had any friends or family."

"Exactly," L said, "She didn't mention them because she wants to protect them. What isn't said is almost as important as what is said." Again, L eat another mouthful of his cake, and watched the monitor as the vampire fell back to sleep.

Sammy looked throw the Death Note again, Rezil was hovering nearby. Apparently, since Sammy is the new owner of the Death Note, Rezil has no choice but to follow her around. That is until she uses up the Death Note, gives it to someone else, gives up ownership of the Death Note, or; and this is her personal favourite, until it's her time to die and Rezil will write her name in the his Death Note.

'Great, I'm stuck with this guy 'till death do us part. Just lovely.' She flicked throw the pages until she got bored and closed the note book.

"You still haven't told me how you got in here, I don't want a gang of shinigami hangin' around, yah hear me!" Sammy snarled, facing Rezil as she pulled away from her desk. Rezil only gave his usual grim chuckle and smirked again before answering.

"The shinigami don't come to the human world willy-nilly, they only come here to find their Death Notes after dropping them. I was lucky enough for you to find it, so there won't be any unwanted parties." He smirked again before letting his claws hover over Sammy's desk. "As for how I got in, well..." Rezil let his claws down on the desk, only for his hand to pass throw the wood. "I just passed by and... phased in." He chuckled.

"Alice didn't see you when you 'phased in', did she?" Sammy asked.

Rezil cocked his skull-head to the door. "You mean your werecat friend of yours? Don't worry, only the owner of the Death Note can see and hear the shinigami that is browned to it. Although, if you let anyone else touch the note book they will hear and eye me as well, so keep that in mind."

Sammy crossed her arms and scowled, "Is there anythign' else you're not tellin' me? Or should I beat it outta yah?" Rezil chuckled again, liking how fiery Sammy's personality was, and answered her question.

"Shinigamis don't just give you the rules; I can only answer your questions when asked." He tapped his bony jaw, as if thinking something over. Once he made up this mind his claws fell back to his sides, his red eyes locked on Sammy. "But, I will tell you this, every human that has used the Death Note has lived a cursed life, and once that life ends, he or she can neither go to Heaven nor Hell." He smirked, waiting for Sammy's reaction.

At first Sammy was silent, as if what the shinigami said hadn't sunk in yet. Then she turned back to her desk, her back to Rezil, as she stared into space.

"A cursed life, hu?" Sammy spoke, her voice emotionless. Rezil stared at her in question, but smirked when he saw a dark sparkle from Sammy's eyes as she faced him again. "How will I tell the difference?"

Rezil chuckled, he knew the Death Note could change humans into killers, but he had no idea what wanders was awaiting the werewolf in front of him. She was going to catch up to Kira in no time. Maybe even kill Kira herself.

"Right then, I've got another question for you, Rezil." Sammy beamed, "Are there other Death Note owners around? 'Cos, someone killed that guy who held my friend at gun point, and it wasn't me, so spill it." She pointed at him, eyes narrowed and her fist clinched. Rezil smirked, she was coming along nicely.

"Yes, some Death Notes have made it to the human world before, and there are more than one out there somewhere." He paused, "Well, I don't really know how many there are altogether, but I know there are more then you, maybe two or three."

Sammy nodded, and then looked back on what happened on the news as something clicked in her mind. The man who held a gun to Jo-Jo's head, even the news reporters didn't know his name, then how could...?

"Rezil," she asked, "How can someone kill if they don't have their victim's name?"

Rezil smirked again, "You mean the 'shinigami eye deal', I'm impressed you guessed that so quickly."

Sammy raised an eye brow at Rezil, and then glared at him to continue. Rezil chuckled again and did as she wished.

"There are two differences between a human who owns a Death Note and a shinigami. First, when a shinigami writes their victim's name, before their lifespan ends, what is left is then added to the shinigami's life span. However, when a human takes the life of another human, the killer's lifespan says the same." He paused for a moment, making sure that Sammy was in understanding. With a quick nod from the werewolf, Rezil continued.

"As a result we shinigami live longer than any human, and to make sure we do live a long life ahead of us we take away the life span of a human who has years yet to come. To do this we need the human's life span, that this where the shinigami eyes come in to this. You see, Sammy, we shinigami have no need to research a human's name before killing them, all we have to do is look at them and we see their name and life line."

Rezil then looked right at Sammy, making the werewolf feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Right now I can see your name and the numbers of your life line, if I was to translate the numbers into human years, I could tell you the date you die. But that's a line even I won't cross." He cocked his head away from Sammy, as if he was waiting for something.

Sammy knew what it was, but didn't say anything and waited for Rezil to finish. Once he got the message, Rezil spoke again.

"The shinigami eye deal is when a human makes a deal for the power for the eyes of a shinigami. To see the name of their victims with just one look. But, nothing comes free you know."

"Then what does that human give to get the shinigami eyes?" Sammy couldn't hold back her curiosity any longer; she wanted to know, now! Rezil recognised the fire in Sammy's eyes and grinned evilly.

"The price of the shinigami eyes is half the human's remaining lifespan." he said, so bluntly you would guess he asked you for the time.

Sammy's jaw dropped, half the remaining lifespan, was that a fair deal? 'Wait, why am I even asking these things? I'm not a killer... am I?'

There was a knock at Sammy's door, making the werewolf jump slightly. See looked to Rezil, about to tell him to hide, but then remember that only she could see him. But, she gave him a look that told him to keep quite.

"What's up, sis?" Sammy asked.

Alice opened the door and poked her head in, then smiled at her sister figure. She stepped in the room, but stop suddenly, her ear twitched. Sammy got nervous and bit her lower lip. 'Oh dear Jack, please don't tell me Alice can sense him! This can't be good.'

Alice pulled a face then sneezed, covering her mouth as she did. Sammy sighed in relief, 'Damn that scared the hell outta me.'

"Hey, sis, you ready? Its sundown, time to kick some ass." Alice punched the air in excitement. It took Sammy awhile to put the pieces of the puzzle together, and then it comes into the light. It was time to find Jo-Jo and break her out, then if they had time, kick her kidnapper's ass.