Prologue - I need you

Man, I really need to have a one track mind. I have a million Death Note fanfic ideas floating around in my head, practically all of them involve L but this was my favourite so I decided to publish this one first. I don't expect many people to read it or anything because I know there are a thousand of these out there "a girl working on the Kira case" but whatever I felt like this.

Oh and I also have this other idea for a story. A rewrite of Death Note where Light is a girl. Tell me what you think. I don't know if someone has already done it but I'm going to write it so if anyone is interested in reading it let me know and I'll get on to it right away.

Anyway on with this story. Prologue is short and sweet.

Beep! Beep!

I gasped and rolled over, my limbs becoming tangled among my sheets as they and I tumbled off the bed in a very ungraceful fashion. I choked on a few strands of my red hair, spitting it out of my mouth in annoyance.

Beep! Beep!

"Stupid phone," I cursed. I attempted to pull my arms out of the sheets but it was proving incredibly difficult.

Beep! Beep!

I managed to pull one hand free and groped at the top of my bedside table. I managed to pull my phone down, its screen lighting up my dark room. I pressed the answer button.

"Uh… yeah?" I asked breathlessly. I managed to pull completely free of my covers and stand up.

"Stella? Are you alright?" A familiar, kind voice was on the other end of the line. A small smile graced my lips automatically. It had been a long time since I had heard that voice but even so I was grateful and even happy to hear it at this very moment.

"Watari," I sighed. "It has been a long time."

"Indeed it has Stella," Watari replied. I laughed freely and sat down on the edge of my bed and drew my bare legs up. It was a hot night so I was sleeping in a singlet.

"Why are you calling, might I ask?" I questioned. I rubbed my calf where a dark bruise was starting to heal, turning yellow around the edges. "You don't usually call without good reason."

"You know me well. I do have a request to make of you, my dear."

"And that is?" I was curious now. Watari often made very special requests. I was one of his favourite students. Falling only behind… him… I shook my head and listened in.

"Catch the first flight that you can to Tokyo, Japan and come to this address…" I scrambled around for a pen and paper and scribbled down the address that Watari gave me. "Be as fast as you can, Stella, it is urgent. I require your help desperately."

"Sure," I replied. "Whatever you need, Watari. I'll pack a bag and…" I found my laptop that was in sleep mode and accessed the internet. I searched the nearest flight times and smiled. "I'll be on a plane in half an hour." I booked the flight quickly and pressed the phone to my ear with my shoulder.

"Thankyou, Stella," Watari sighed as I threw some clothes into a duffel bag. I pulled on jeans as Watari continued thanking me gratefully.

"You owe me," I scowled as I caught sight of my reflection as I rushed around in the bathroom. "I look like death." Watari chuckled.

"I'll let you get ready, see you soon Stella."

"Bye." I hung up and continued packing. I put a black wig on and did a quick touch-up on my face. Soon I was in a taxi, on my way to the airport. I kept thinking 'what is it Watari needs?'

No thoughts of what I would actually find when I arrived ever hit me. So let me tell you, I was so freaking shocked. Urgh.