Inspired by watching Lost In Austen on ITV last night

Disclaimer- I don't own Death Note or Lost In Austen

If you had asked me several weeks ago what the biggest changing point in my life was, I honestly don't know what I would have answered.

It might have been leaving my parents house to study abroad, or the day I graduated college.

But right here and now…I guess we should start at the beginning. Three weeks ago today. The day my life got turned upside down by fiction.

I had woken up at my usual time; dressed and left the house for my job as a PR agent in Mid-town Manhattan. My day had been normal, I yelled at some interns, I went to Sephora during my lunch break to pick up more moisturiser and tidied up my boss' weekend schedule.

I arrived home that evening semi-worn out and ready to spend the evening on the sofa watching cable. The first thing I noticed was the fact that the lights were on in the living room-I hadn't even been in the living room this morning. The second was a small pair of platform shoes lying hap-hazardously in the door way of the living room. The third was a small blonde Japanese girl sprawled across my sofa half asleep with the TV remote in her hand.

I set my bag down, walked over to the sofa and prodded her in the back, startling her awake.
"Misa was only sleeping!!" she yelped in perfect English…wait…Misa?

"Misa? Misa Amane?" I asked uncertainly. She sat up straight and nodded, her half pigtails bobbing excitedly.

"You are a fan of Misa's?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.

"Um, not exactly." I admitted "I must be hallucinating…" I muttered to myself and shook my head.

Misa giggled "Silly, Misa fell through a door!"

"What door?" I asked before I could help myself "Don't talk to the hallucination, Skyla." I reminded myself.

"Misa was at her house in Tokyo and she went to her bedroom and ended up here!" she told me.

This really could not and should not be happening…Misa was a fictional character! Misa was the second Kira in Death Note. I had been reading Death Note on the subway earlier, this was just too surreal for me to handle.

"Umm, Misa? Show me the door." She nodded happily, grabbed my hand and dragged me off to my bedroom and stopped abruptly in front of my closet door.

"Misa came through this door." She told me whilst presenting the door as if it were a special prize on some sort of TV show.

"Hmmm."

"Misa has an idea!" she announced to me.
"What?" I didn't like the sound of this idea.

"Misa will stay here!" she said smiling at me.

"You can't. You need to go back to the Death Note world." Her eyes grew like saucers.

"You know about Misa's Death Note?!"

"Umm, yeah cause you're a character in a manga." I told her slowly so that she would understand me.

"Manga? Misa is not a manga character! Misa is real!!" she said defiantly, stamping her tiny feet at me.

"In this world, you ARE a manga character, Misa. Look!" I showed her the inside of my Death Note mangas. She tore it out of my hands and skimmed through it quickly.

"But Misa wants to stay here!" she pouted, looking up from the book.

I rolled my eyes and removed my shoes.

"You can't. You have to go home."

"But Misa wants to stay in this place. It's nice!"

"Uh, thanks…I guess."

I removed my jacket and took the manga back off her.

"Misa, I really think you should go back to your world." I opened my closet, indicating for her to pass through the door.

"No, Misa is staying here! You should go to my place!" she said and shoved me inside the closet.

I fell over and found myself in a heavily tacky-goth decorated bedroom. Crap. Double crap…I was in the Death Note world with nothing but myself, and a single volume of Death Note.

I banged my hands on Misa's closet door;

"MISA! LET ME BACK IN!!" but no answer came.

Great, I thought bitterly. I'm stuck here with no way of getting back. What the hell was I supposed to do here?

An idea struck me. I could look for Misa's Death Note!

I poked around the room, lifting up objects and rooting through drawers till I gave up and flopped on the tiny model's bed, my head hitting against something under the covers. I got up and inspected under the covers; there it was, a Death Note, a real, working Death Note!

I gingerly touched it and a tall skeletal Shinigami appeared before my eyes- Rem.

"Where is Misa?" the Shinigami asked.

"My world. She sent me here." I answered absentmindedly whilst pawing through the Death Note; I wanted to try it out.

"Her ties to that Death Note have been severed, I can feel it." Rem told me.

"So, I guess it's mine now, right?" I asked

"Yes."

Sweet!

I realised that anything I do here could change the course of events in the Death Note world, I had to ask Rem several important questions.

"Rem, has Misa sent Sakura TV those tapes yet?"

"Not yet, she was on her way when she disappeared this morning."
"Hmm, but she has been operating as the second Kira, correct?"

The Shinigami nodded. "Why is this important, Skyla Raine?"

"It allows me to decide which course of action to take."

I had the power to save L, the power to stop Light and the power to change things for the better in this world.

Thoughts/opinions greatly accepted, they inspire me to keep creating!!