When Light woke up, he was disappointed to find that he was still on the train. He ate breakfast with L and the other weird people and sat around until the train arrived at a station. There was a huge crowd, but Light tried to ignore it. Light was dragged out of the train by Effie and kept getting dragged until he was in a very strange room which he could only assume was a high tech salon. Light got a bath (he didn't need any major make over like some of the other people in the salon needed because Light was already pretty sexy) and then was dragged into another room by some people. When he got into the room, a man was waiting for him. "Hello Light. I'm Cinna. I'll be your stylist."

"Wait, why do I need a stylist if I'm just going to be thrown in an arena to kill people?" Light asked.

"Well Light, aside from that, there is a media aspect to the hunger games. If you win the hearts of the people, you're more likely to get sponsors that will send you things you need to survive. Part of the games is getting people to like you. I will help you with your appearance in front of the cameras. The chariots are going to come out in an hour and that's where you will introduce yourself to the crowd." Light was happy to hear this. He was extremely good at manipulating people and winning them over. The Kira case had proven that. Light also liked the idea of having his own stylist.

"Alright, so what should I wear for my first big appearance?"

"Well, normally people are dressed in clothing that represents your district such as the coal miner uniforms for yours, but I have another idea in mind. I think that we should focus on the darkness of the mine." Cinna got out a picture of an awesome suit.

"I like the suit." said Light.

"Yes, the suit is ok, but what's really going to make an impression is what it does. You see, the material that it's made of blocks all the light around it within a foot. It will look like the entire chariot if engulfed in darkness." Light thought this sounded like an awesome plan.

Light and L where dressed in there suits of epic darkness and led onto their chariot. They rode out among the other tributes. Light was shocked to recognize some of them as Near, Mello, Matsuda, Misa, and Mikami. He also saw someone who looked a lot like L, but the man on the other chariot had blood red eyes. The red eyed man also seemed to be looking at L and smirking.