Written by Lionhart280

Rating: M Not suitable for children or teens below the age of 16 with possible strong but non-explicit adult themes, references to violence, and strong coarse language.

Words: 755

Based upon: Deathnote

Chapter 5: Flight

"You need to help me…" Misa whispered as she clung tightly to the crisp linen bed sheet. She was now wearing a simple hospital gown.

Light looked concerned, "What's going on, and why were you naked?"

"They're going to kill me…" Misa whispered for the twentieth time.

Light narrowed his eyes, "Who?" he asked, confused, "Misa, who is going to kill you?"

"Kira…" she murmured, horror running across her facial features, "Maybe they don't know my name yet…"

Light blinked, Kira? That cult everyone talked about that worshiped the Shinigami?

Shinigami…

His eyes widened, "Misa, how are they going to kill you?"

The young girl turned her pale face to his, "They found it! They found the Death Note, and they're using it. I saw them kill someone with it," she buried her face in the bed sheet, "It was horrible…" she began to sob.

Light sat back in his chair, his hands shaking.

"So it looks like we have a new lead on the whereabouts of my book…" Ryuk muttered, sitting beside Light on another chair, watching Misa with interest, "And it looks like this time it's being used to honor us… Amusing"

Light narrowed his eyes, "Misa, do they know your name?" she glanced up, her red tear streaked face showing signs of hope.

"No, I don't think so. The only people they had connections to that knew my name were my parents, and they were killed already. And the leader never really saw my face, so he doesn't know it either…"

"How would seeing your face allow him to know your name?" Light asked, bemused.

Misa blinked, "He has the Eyes. I don't know how he got them, but The Master has them, and just by looking at someone's face he can know their name…"

Truly a powerful tool, and dangerous in the hands of someone who held the Deathnote…

"My dad is the head of Intelligence Bureau of Japan," Light said, "He can probably help you. We can put you somewhere so they don't know your name or face, and you'll be safe. And then we can get the Bureau in and try and find this Kira…"

Misa's face lit up, "Really? Oh thank you!" Light nodded, "Now let's get you out of here.

"She escaped!?" The Master cried out furiously, "How did this happen? The one girl we haven't catalogued yet has gotten away!" He grabbed one peon and held him by the scruff of the neck, "Do you know what this means!? It could be the end of us all!"

The Master threw them to the side, "I want that girl found, and exterminated. Immediately.

"I see," Light's father nodded and sighed, there's still one thing I don't get, how are they able to kill someone just by knowing their name and face?"

Light bit his lower lip, "It's complicated, Dad…"

He nodded, "Well, we'll take her to the building and see if we can find her somewhere to stay. But it's late out, so she can sleep here for the night." Light nodded in reply.

"Thank you so much!" Misa bowed her head, "I don't know how I can repay you…"

"This may by the lead we've been looking for to catch Kira. It may be what makes L interested enough to help us…" Misa blinked and Light's head snapped up.

"You think it'll be what interests him enough?" The task force set on the Kira case had for some time been trying to convince L to help them, but he wasn't interested enough in some small cult murders. But being able to murder through names and faces alone; that could push him over the edge enough.

"I'll put it forward tomorrow and ask him. Misa,"

"Yes?" she asked, lifting her gaze.

"Would you be willing to speak to L and help us convince him?" She nodded, "Light, you too?" He was on the task force also, having proved his worth in helping his father solve a couple other previous cases before.

"Of course, I've always wanted to meet L,"

"Then it's settled, tomorrow, we convince L to help us solve the Kira case!" All three nodded.

Ghghghghghgh. Mr. Yagami's stomach rumbled. Misa and Light glanced at his father, who grinned, "But first, I'm a bit hungry, and by the smell's coming from the kitchen, my wife's dinner is almost done,"

Light couldn't help but grin all through supper; finally, he would be able to meet the mastermind who went by the alias of L…