Authoress Note: Wowee guys! It's just about Christmas and you all know what that means? No? Aww…Man, I didn't want to have to tell you…Shoot. Well I guess I have to now. All right. Since it's about Christmas I may have to hold off on quick updates. I'll be busy opening presents and I want to have time to play with all my fun gadgets I'm getting this year. I, Hatter-chan, hope to whatever God there is that she's getting a pair of Dolce and Gabana sunglasses because if I don't I will be quite unhappy and be possibly sad. Waaahhh. Otherwise I'm praying for Guitar Hero! Yay! So Merry Christma-Hannuka-Kwanzaa guys!

All right then, reviewer acknowledgements. Unfortunately guys I just now realized that the reviews I reply to go directly to my email…which I'm not supposed to use because I'm forbidden from using it anymore (nobody ask me why because I'd not like to discuss the issue, thanks). So I'll be answering you guys from the Reviewer Acknowledgement section of the chapters. My apologies guys.

Sharnii Brooke: A new rule…(eerie spaceship themed music) We shall see, muahaha. Oh yeah, I think everyone will now agree that Joe should either be run over with TJ's messed up pick-up truck, beaten up by Ryuk, or just plain hit by train in general. The most painless thing would be to remain in jail for life though. Oh well. I guess we'll see what his judgment is in this chapter or the next one. As for Near figuring out Keegan being Kuro…she's not going to let him get that answer easily. She might…but then again she might not. I actually have NOT seen the Death Note Live action film (only in bits and pieces) but I can tell you that I know how the movie ends and it is a lot different than the anime. Of course I only plan to watch it because of how well, yet kind of crappy, Ryuk was CGI-ed into the movie. Thanks.

Jillian Jiggs: Aw, silly. You know that Ryuk would just deny that it would glow with love. (sings) MY EVERLASTING….LOVEEEEEEE. I shouldn't be allowed to sing in the Authoress Note/Reviewer acknowledgement section…ever. I could sense your withdrawal symptom just as soon as you said: 'I've felt like crap all day'. Cracks do that to people. O.o It's true. Look what it does to Ryuk in the Death Note Live action movie when he asks Light for an apple and Light's totally ignoring him 'cuz of the cameras in the room. I love that scene where Ryuk just starts banging his head against the ceiling like: 'AAAHHH!!!' It's so great. Oh, no. If Near were to immediately say: 'You're Kuro' then things would not go well and Keegan would slam the door in their faces, lock it, and we'd never see her again. Thanks.

Sahxyel: I think Ryuk might keep Lucil, Kuro-neko, occupied if Near's in her house. I think Ryuk all ready knows that if Lucil came anywhere downstairs Keegan would not be able to feed him anymore apples for a while, but then again with my story having little plot bunnies in it…you may never know. I find that true, when I'm typing my chapters it's only AFTER I've finished and updated the chapter that I see the mistakes and I go: 'Oh eff my life…' Out of curiosity and just for craps and giggles: How much would you pay for a Light 'wtf' face? I'd pay like over 200 bucks for that…because I'm broke and don't have that much money to spend. Hahaha. Thanks.

Syrupdrip: You're back! Yay! I'm glad you loved the battle scene since everyone else did too. I think that was the best thing about Chapter 16 anyways. Actually, Keegan getting those names right wasn't coincidental; it was just really dumb luck that played a factor in that. So the next time she and Light do a 'Rock 'em Sock 'em Notebooks' battle Keegan will only get like two names right. I never understood the Shrödinger's Cat theory until one of my teacher's explained it to me and I read Hellsing over again. I will bring in some extra help for Light, but it won't be an exact Kira Cult. Perhaps just Mikami and Misa. Otherwise yeah that would be a good idea. Thanks.

Michi-nin: Keegan's going to be very discrete about the situation that happened with TJ so if Near does suspect that she's Kuro, he wouldn't have any physical evidence to prove she is, but that wouldn't mean he still wouldn't know that she was Kuro. Even if he does find out, she's not doing illegal things, she's not hurting people, and she's not committing crimes. They can't arrest her and even if they offer her protection she'd refuse (they can't make her because she has every right to choose). Exactly, Ryuk knows that he like wants Keegan's babies but he's trying so very hard to hide the fact. I think that it doesn't really matter, I don't think the Kira supporters should say OMK because Kira may be a god but he's not 'GOD'. You know what I mean? Erwin Schrödinger was a very brilliant man; he was able to make a theory without exactly performing it. That's how smart he was. Thanks.

PiScEs-BlOsSoM69: I'm not Near's biggest fan, but I learned to tolerate him after L died. I for one hate Light with a passion and with every episode I was just waiting for someone to shoot him. I prayed it would be Matsuda and my wish came true at the end of the anime series. Yippee! I almost peed myself with laughter because Light was bleeding all over the place in the anime when Matsuda kept shooting him. It was the best ending of in an anime ever. You can even parody it without people getting mad because it was that hysterical. Thanks.

Enjoy Chapter 18 guys!

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. Death Note belongs to Tsugumi Ohba and Takashi Obata.

Disclaimer 2: The idea of the Life Script belongs to me. Please do not steal. Thank you. Any Original characters, Keegan Phelps (no relation to Michael Phelps) and others, belong to me. Thanks.

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Cops. Keegan never really was fond of the police driving through her neighborhood. She always used to remember when the police cars came to arrest the driver that had killed her parents and how they took her into custody after her stay at the hospital when she was little. Keegan also didn't like being so close to them because she actually had to bail TJ out of the pen when he'd been wrongly arrested on false charges of possession when he was actually carrying a bag of crushed up Cocoa Puffs to take home to his baby cousin Rico who was beginning to eat solid foods now (that was months ago though). All TJ did was crush the cereal up so that when he fed it to Rico the poor child wouldn't have to chew on the pieces (Rico just started getting his baby teeth) and would just have mushy gloops to swallow instead.

"Can I get you guys anything?" Keegan asked casually. "Tea, coffee, soda, juice?" She offered. "I don't want to seem like I'm being a bad hostess." She explained.

"How thoughtful of you Miss Phelps, but no thank you." Near answered. "We were told that you were to call Mister Juarez after we got here. He was quite adamant about it."

Keegan shrugged. "He's just worried about me. I don't blame him, I mean my ex-boyfriend tried to kill him and practically tried to assault me." She picked up her cell phone and dialed the hospital room. "His parents came by and gave me the number to his room. His mother was hysterically crying to me in Spanish." Keegan chuckled. "Bless her heart."

"Hey TJ, yeah they're here. I'm fine. Okay, thanks. Bye bye." She shut her phone and placed it on the counter. "How can help you guys?"

"Miss Phelps, we're with the investigation team regarding the events that took place earlier today. We'd like to ask you some questions about Mister Juarez's accident and his quick recovery." Gevanni explained. "Would you be able to describe anything unusual?"

"I'm the master at seeing unusual things. My house has poltergeist." She said humorously.

Ryuk of course was not there to pester her about how she was making fun of him. He was upstairs busying himself with poking fun at Lucil. He'd cornered the cat in the bathroom and seemed to be entertaining himself by watching that cat claw at him from inside the bathtub.

"Miss Phelps…" Near said, obviously not well amused by her comedy. "Please, the events of today."

"I'm sorry…I guess I'm just trying to make myself feel better after what happened today. I'm still a little shaken. I guess…it would have to start with the blood on the side of TJ's head. It started to seep back into the wound and the cut healed up on him. He was still unconscious by the time the bruises on his body started disappearing, so I was just as surprised as him when he woke up on the stretcher as they put him in the ambulance." Keegan opened the refrigerator and took a can of orange soda out.

"How long would you say your ex-boyfriend has been harassing you, Miss Phelps?" Miss Lidner asked.

"Months…No. A little longer, right after we broke up he kept calling my phone while he was in Ireland, telling me how much he missed me and wished I was there with him." She shrugged, opening the can and sipping out of it. "I didn't miss him though."

"Miss Phelps, we're going to get right to the point here, after Mister Juarez was admitted to the hospital he arrived there without any injuries and his health was exceptionally well. Do you know why that is?" Near asked curiously.

"No. I think that there must have been an angel or something there at his side while I was trying to get him to wake up after calling 911." Keegan explained, shrugging. "I'm not really a fan of God but today I think I must have said over 200 Hail Mary's in my head." That was an obvious lie. Keegan wouldn't pray even if someone paid her to.

"Would you consider yourself an angel…Miss Phelps?" Near asked, his hands folded calmly.

"…What does this have to do with the investigation?"

"Somehow, Mister Juarez recovered from his injuries by divine intervention. There was no one else with him but you. The precinct handling your ex-boyfriend also found bruises on his body after the attack on Mister Juarez." Gevanni elaborated for Keegan, his brow cocking in suspicion.

"I punched him in the face when Joe got out to give me his excuse for how he almost hit my house, then he grabbed my arm and tried to pull me out of the car, he struck me, and I kicked him in the stomach." Keegan gave her accurate testimony because there were witnesses next door who saw it too. "You can ask the neighbors, they saw everything."

"You didn't hit him in the back? He had torn ligaments and a large bruise in the shoulder area." Near said suspiciously.

"You think I asked someone to beat up my ex-boyfriend?" She asked, making it seem as though she thought they were ludicrous.

"We're trying to figure out if Mister Juarez's recovery was due to miraculous events." Miss Lidner told her. "You didn't see anything but his wounds suddenly disappearing?"

Keegan nodded. "Yeah, that's about it." She said. "I'm sorry I can't offer anymore information."

"Did you tell any of the other officers what you saw earlier?"

Keegan nodded again. "Yeah, I gave fourteen statements. Even to a news group, but I didn't want to be filmed or anything. I don't like having my picture take now days."

"Miss Phelps, do you live alone?" Near asked suddenly, completely ignoring the answer she had given.

"I live with my Aunt Carol. I have for the past 12 years. I'm a full-time college student. My schedule revolves around morning classes. After I get done with school I plan to work in journalism and still-life photography. Why?"

"No reason. Just thought to ask. You're aunt wasn't present at the crime scene today. Why was that?" Near stated, cautious about how Keegan would answer next.

"She was doing some early Christmas shopping. December's all ready here. She's not wasting any time." Keegan chuckled. "Bless her heart."

"What about your parents?" Keegan frowned at this next question.

"My parents were killed in a car accident 12 years ago. I don't like talking about that subject much. I'll ask again, what does this have to do with the situation about TJ? If it doesn't have to do with anything, I might have to question you guys about being cops." She sounded annoyed.

"We're a special investigation team with the authorities." Gevanni cleared his throat.

"All right, then explain to me why you're special agent here is in his pajamas." Keegan pointed out to Near skeptically.

"I work nights and sleep days. They woke me up for this case. I apologize if I'm not dressed in proper attire." Near said sincerely though he was lying. "Truly, we didn't mean to barge in like this if our interview is making you uncomfortable."

"Every interview today has been uncomfortable. Everyone's been asking me questions all day and I want to know if my ex-boyfriend is staying in prison for a long time because no one will tell me. This is a man that tried to kill my friend and everyone just expects me to be calm." Keegan pointed out, obviously angry now.

"We're just trying to rule out suspects besides your ex-boyfriend." Miss Lidner advised.

"Well Joe's the only one that could have done it because TJ's aunt's ex-boyfriend is in prison for attempted murder of his baby cousin."

"And that was divine intervention as well." Near added in. "They found the baby alive in the funeral home."

"TJ called my phone crying hysterically that day. Anything else you guys would like to know? Because now you're snooping."

This was absolutely puzzling. Near wasn't really getting anywhere with his questions and Miss Phelps didn't seem like the type of woman to talk after bad things happened. Her attitude towards the personal questions was suspicious but Miss Phelps hadn't any criminal record and she seemed to be a levelheaded young woman that just got caught in the middle of a bad situation between her and her ex-boyfriend. "Thank you Miss Phelps."

"Are you guys sure you don't want anything before you leave? I've got plenty of sodas in the fridge and it's really just me and my aunt here by ourselves. We don't usually get visitors, guests, or police at our door." Keegan offered once more before these agents went on their way.

"Again, we thank you for your hospitality Miss Phelps, but we've got to be going. Thank you for your time."

"Yeah, no problem. Least you guys didn't make as big a fuss as the cops before did. I appreciate that."

Lucil's angry hiss sounded from upstairs and Gevanni watched as Near stopped before he reached for the front door. "What in the world was that?"

Near paused and turned his head briefly to indicate where the noise came from. "Miss Phelps, do you own a cat?"

"I do." Keegan answered. "He's probably trying to protect the house from poltergeist." She explained, watching at Lucil poked his head from between the railing bars on the way down from the steps. He sat there warily as Near looked at the cat's face from afar and nodded. "Ah. I see. Well, I wish him luck then. You take care now."

Her door handle turned just as Ryuk had floated down the stairs to get a good look at the situation. "Oh…Keegan. You let them in the house…Stupid. That's the SPK."

Keegan felt a lump jump into her throat and she coughed slightly.

"Miss Phelps, one more question, regarding the events of divine intervention. Have you noticed anybody in your area recently being brought back to life?" Near asked.

"I heard about that little girl at the hospital having no signs of cancer her system. I know that was divine intervention." Keegan explained. "Plus the little girl said on the news that she saw angels talking over her."

"All right, maybe we'll talk to her perhaps. Thank you Miss Phelps. Tell Mister Juarez to try and not get into any more accidents."

They left and Keegan looked back at Ryuk who was shaking his head at her from the stairwell. "Do you think they know?"

"I think that they might now that Near saw Lucil." Ryuk growled. "You're starting to get sloppy Keegan. Watch yourself."

She sighed in exasperation. "Joe just tried to kill TJ today, Ryuk."

"How can I be so calm when I don't know if Joe will go to jail or walk free? If I die it means you won't get to go to that orchard and I can't take care of you anymore. How am I supposed to provide for you if I die Ryuk?" Keegan snapped.

Ryuk was taken aback by Keegan yelling at him so emotionally and in such fear. "I'm scared Ryuk. I used to not care about Joe harassing me, but he tried to kill TJ and he hit me. He HIT me. Which means he could have and would have killed me if he wanted to."

"If he had done anything he would have been in pieces on the ground Keegan." Ryuk hissed nastily. "He's lucky he only got some bruises and that I let him run away alive."

"You didn't have to protect me Ryuk, you even said you're just in this for the apples. Like you always do. So you could have let him-"

"Well I didn't, did I?" His golden eyes glowered at her. "I accepted your thanks, now shut up about it. I don't want to hear Joe's name ever again." His teeth gnashed together before he turned his back to her and proceeded to harass Lucil again. "Go on! Get out of here ya mangy flea-bitten cat!"

Lucil clawed at Ryuk several times before he took off again. "The subject of Joe has bothered you since I first told you about him Ryuk, what is your problem?"

"My problem is that you practically just walked your identity into Near's trap." Ryuk snarled. "You practically almost handed yourself over to the police. Police that could have given your name out to Light."

"That's not like you to care what I do Ryuk. You've been acting funny and I'm concerned." She put her hands on her hips in anger.

"Why should you be concerned with what I do Keegan? I told Light that I wasn't on his side and I also mentioned to him that just because you were my benefactor didn't mean I was on yours either." Ryuk snarled, he bore those harp teeth at Keegan who could only shake her head at him.

She stood there in silence with Ryuk before she felt her voice quiver. "You lied to him to protect me…Now you're lying to me to protect yourself." His head perked up and he cracked his neck before turning to look at Keegan with those large round eyes. "Again, why do you care what I say and do?"

She threw the couch pillow at him and went for the stairs. "Because you're my friend and I care what happens to you!" She yelled down the stairs as she ran up towards her room before slamming the door.

He stood there in dismay and banged his head against the wooden railing. "Gahhhh…stupid, stupid, stupid, girl."

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"She seemed like she was trying to avoid our questions." Gevanni stated as they drove back in the limo.

"Yes…she was, but she answered them." Miss Lidner shook her head. "That's the point though. Right?"

"Odd little cat she had though. He looked angry." Gevanni pondered.

"That was the cat from the Kuro message sent weeks ago." Near said suddenly. His head perked up.

"What's the probability of people with one-eyed cats in the U.S?" Gevanni scoffed.

"There's probably a very small percentage." Near curled that particular lock of hair by his ear around his finger. "But…I believe that is Kuro's cat."

"You don't think that girl is Kuro, do you?" Miss Lidner asked. "I didn't see any cameras or a computer anywhere."

"We'd need a search warrant to look wouldn't we?" Near mumbled. "But she has no criminal record, we shouldn't try and treat her like a criminal since she's done nothing wrong. Bringing people back to life is not a crime…it's a saint's deed."

"Kuro's not just Kira's cancer…she's a saint." Miss Lidner said.

"If Miss Phelps is indeed Kuro, we shouldn't give her reason to feel threatened. The fact is we've spoken with her and I have my intuition." Near stated. "Kuro must be a very intelligent woman, otherwise Kira would have been able to locate her and have her killed a lot faster."

"What do we do until then?" Miss Lidner asked.

"We don't have actual proof that Miss Phelps is Kuro besides the cat, other than that we shall just have to wait and see when and where the next miracle occurs. A majority of them seem to be located in the area she lives in, even going so far as to reach out in other states to perform miracles, even to Canada and European countries such as England. . Other than that, we have no real evidence to prove she's Kuro. We'll just have to interview some of the most recently well known miracle cases and get statements." Near stared out the window with a bored expression, casually fiddling with one of the chess pieces in his pocket.

"And if we find evidence that she is Kuro?" Gevanni asked.

"Simple, we leave her alone an let her go about her business. She's clearly not stupid and didn't feel threatened by the fact that we were in her home. We also cannot determine if Kuro's personality is the same as hers. So we may have to pay Miss Phelps another visit." Near hummed to himself in contemplation.

"She might not like that, she could actually report us for harassment. I think she's had enough of that all ready." Miss Lidner sighed. "Poor girl. I do hope that ex-boyfrend of hers stays behind bars. Just looking at the pictures of him you wonder if he's a ticking time bomb."

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He hated this pattern they were starting to develop whenever she got upset with him. Ryuk was locked out of her room once more and he was hitting the back of his head against the door in agitation. Of course he was providing Keegan with quite an annoying ruckus.

"If you don't get away from my door-"

"You know, these games of 'lock yourself in your room' is really getting to me Keegan." Ryuk grumbled in annoyance. "You always do this when you get upset."

"Well, considering the fact that you obviously don't care about my feelings is reason enough for you to leave Ryuk." Her voice was muffled into a pillow from inside.

He tapped his spindly fingers against his knee while trying hard not to submit to this new habit of gnashing his teeth. "…If I wanted to leave I would have gone all ready."

"You still can. You've had the power to all along."

"There's a difference between wanting and waiting. You know?" Ryuk snapped. "I just can't make up my mind because of you."

"Well why would I hold you back?" She asked, obviously just biding her time until he just left her alone all together.

"…Because you're the only one who tolerates me." Ryuk mumbled his answer in reluctance. "But, then again it's probably just out of pity."

"Pity is for those who are attention seekers." She informed.

"Are you one of those people Keegan?" Ryuk was poking at that tender subject on the topic of her parents again.

"You're kidding right?" He felt pressure on the other side of the door and could only assume that Keegan had her back to it.

"No, but it seems to be quite a problem that you haven't cried since two weeks ago when you got upset over Light adding salt to the wound because school was taking over your life." His chin was in his hand as he watched Lucil glaring at him from the corner of his gaze.

"You're trying to get me to cry over my parents who have been dead for 12 years Ryuk, it's not going to happen. They're dead, there's nothing I can do about it." Keegan pounded her fist on the floor. "Cut it out!"

"You're haunted by some silly thought that your mother's spirit might try and drag you to hell if you do start crying over her and your father. That's what you're worried about Keegan. You may be agnostic but it doesn't mean that you still have some haunting faith left behind in you. The fact is Keegan, you need to get your emotions together and stop acting like a kid with them." 'I'm lecturing her? Oh what is this world coming to? I think I'm losing my mind.' Ryuk cracked his neck to make sure he could recall what he just said. He had just lectured Keegan on how to live her life. Now there was definitely something wrong with him.

"You're giving me a speech on life Ryuk, when you're a shinigami. Shinigamis aren't supposed to tell people to live good lives. They're supposed to take them."

All right, she was calling him out as a hypocrite, so what? He'd always been a hypocrite as far as he could remember and Keegan pointing out that he was one didn't really matter. "If I wanted to take yours I could have…"

"And why haven't you?"

He wasn't about to let her know that right now. It wasn't right to tell Keegan why. Ryuk just couldn't. One reason was because he felt indebted to her taking care of him and actually tolerating him as long as she had, another reason was because she wasn't like Light. Keegan just had that odd aura about her that he couldn't help but feel drawn to. She wasn't like any other human on this wasted planet. She was selfless and a giver, never wanting for more or less.

Light on the other hand: everything was 'every man for himself' and mindlessly trying to rule over a world that didn't deserve to be ruled over in the first place. This struggle between Kira and Kuro really was a battle between good and evil. "I told you before, because you're not Light."

"But what is that supposed to mean?" She stood up and faced the door. "Why won't you elaborate more on why, Ryuk?"

"When a shinigami agrees to allow a human to use his or her Death Note, there's a contract written within the power of the Death Note." Ryuk explained. "With Light and my Death Note, it says I get to write his name in the Death Note when it is his time regardless of whether he wants to die or not. The Life Script's contract is different." He was hunched over in a kind of bundled up position to hide in case she came out of the room to hurl expletives at him or other objects of unpleasant nature.

"Well what's the binding contract of the Life Script?" She asked. "…It's a double edged sword." He muttered, hoping she'd just drop the subject. Of course Ryuk knew Keegan better than that. Once she got started on something she didn't stop.

"What do you mean?" Her tone was seriously concerned. "Ryuk, tell me."

That tone of her voice just got to him. He amolst cursed her for being so persuasive towards him without even trying. "If Light kills you with my Death Note, The Life Script will force me to bring you back to life. There's no loophole in it. No one is allowed to take your life Keegan while you possess the Life Script. Even if I wanted to kill you I couldn't…and…I don't want to."

Her hand rested on the door as Ryuk explained the binding contract of the Death Note and the Life Script. "What happens to you then?" Her voice broke suddenly, hot tears welling up in her eyes. Ryuk chose to be stuck in this position of the binding contract with the Life Script. Even if he hadn't meant to when he first dropped it by accident, he still took responsibility and had been tolerating the contract? That was brave of him. He didn't want to but he selflessly submitted himself to the contract for his own reasons he wouldn't tell her.

"The rules of the Life Script are unclear about my fate. I imagine that The Life Script will sacrifice itself after you save me so my life is not taken in the process." He shrugged, his tone sounded depressed in a sense. "It all depends on you Keegan. It depends on the user, and you're the current user."

"Why do you keep with the contract of the Life Script then Ryuk? You don't want to clearly. Why would you do that?" Keegan sounded like she was pleading for answers now. She sounded fearful that he might just die on the spot all of the sudden. "Tell me!" She snapped through her tears.

"Because you called me your friend."

He heard a loud 'thump' noise behind the door and he immediately feared the worst as though she'd actually hurt herself. Ryuk entered the room without really being asked to find Keegan in a crumpled heap on the floor sobbing uncontrollably. 'Oh man, not this again.' But this time she wasn't crying over something stupid because she was stressed it was because-

"Don't die on me Ryuk! I don't want to lose anyone else…I don't want to lose anyone else I care about." Hot tears poured down her cheeks as she proceeded to hide her face from him.

He couldn't look at her right now, not while she was crying over him. It was kind of unbearable because he'd get upset if he did. What could he do now? She was clearly distraught and it looked like him leaving the room wasn't an option. It might have been because her crying was getting on his nerves, but Ryuk had to muffle it somehow.

She felt the wood of the floor suddenly be replaced by cool leather and she felt her cried being muffled by the fabric of Ryuk's coat she was nestled against while he sat there in a clearly uncomfortable position.

"…Yeah, yeah. It's all right. I get it Keegan." He said, trying to keep her quiet.

He kept hearing muffled versions of 'I'm sorry' a number of times before she started mumbling something incoherent about her parents and going to hell. "Over my broken wings." He muttered, letting his chin rest in his hand with the other patting her head.

"This was not part of my schedule today."

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Rule # 14: The Life Script has binding contract in it. The shinigami that gives it to the human user is forced to protect the user with or without the shinigami's own consent. In some cases, the shinigami willingly protects the mortal user of the Life Script. In the end, if the mortal user of the Life Script dies the Shinigami must bring that human back to life with the Life Script (failure to do so results in the shinigami perishing with the human user of the Life Script).

The Life Script glowed softly underneath the protection of the couch cushions before the glow faded away and it lay there safely hidden from the world.

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"Misa…I need your help."

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Authoress Note: I hope you all enjoyed that chapter, don't worry some well deserved action will happen in the next installment. I promise! But anyways…Wishing you a Merry Christmas Eve folks, good night.