A/N: Doing a bit of a time-skip here (Not a huge one) because I really don't feel like writing out all the boring little details about how Wednesday books a flight, then has to bribe like, three people so they don't report to the police that some preteen girl is going alone on an international flight and can someone find her parents please. Yeah, so there. As always I am ferociously grateful for the lovely reviews I have received. I adore you people. Anyone who leaves me a positive review automatically earns my love. Especially if they review more than one of my stories... -hint hint- lol, but seriously you guys, you're awesome.

Disclaimer: Waiiiit... lemme check... Nope. Still don't own Deathnote or Addams Family. -Sigh-

Chapter 3: 'W' Wants to Send You a Video Message...

Light had been preening quite a bit the past few weeks. Surreptitiously, of course. Couldn't have the other Kira Investigators thinking he was glad about L's death. That would complicate things. Still he couldn't help but be elated. After all, the way he saw it, the main obstacle was gone and his ascension to godhood was now only a matter of time. Kira's New World was at last within his grasp, with no meddlesome dark geniuses to get in his way... or so he thought.

"Light-kun!" Matsuda's worried voice disturbed Light from his (fake) Kira researching. He looked over resignatedly, expecting to hear something about more deaths or some other such thing. Matsuda was always getting worked up about the smallest irrelevancies. However, there was something on Matsuda's screen that made Light pause, then stand up and immediately walk over.

It was an elaborate letter 'W' not the same as Watari's had been, nor Wedy's, but just as large and eye-catching.

"What is this?" Light demanded. Matsuda blinked at the earnest expression on Light's face.

"It's a email someone sent me. I tried tracking it, but it's routed all weird. And there's a link attached..." Matsuda pointed to the blue address just below the gothic letter. Light hesitated, wondering what he should do.

L was dead. There was no question about that. He had seen L die, held the body in his arms, watched the burial. L was dead.

But that didn't mean he had to get careless.

"Everyone." He began, gaining the full attention of the other investigators. "After Matsuda sends you all the important files from his computer, I want you to disconnect yours from the system and shut them off. Matsuda, copy all the files you have and send them through the system to the other's computers, then delete all of them from your computer. I don't want whoever this is hacking us through their link."

"So... we're going to try it then?" Matsuda questioned apprehensively.

"Of course. We have to follow any leads we get." Light replied gravely.

Several minutes later the only active computer in the room was Matsuda's, and all the others were crowded around it. Speakers had been set up, just in case sound was necessary. Tentatively, and with much suspense, Light moved the mouse forward and clicked the link.

A new window popped up, loading a media player, a small screen appearing to load. After a few seconds of loading, an image appeared on the screen that made the investigators automatically recoil, then lean in again.

It was a doll, sitting on a stool against a plain white wall. The doll was in a dark button up dress. And it had no head. A small card was propped up on it's lap, with the elaborate 'W' engraved on it in red ink.

"Hello." A machine garbled voice announced, startling the watchers. "I am W. May I speak to Kira?" Everyone was silent. Then Light turned to Aizawa.

"See if you can track the signal."

Aizawa leant forward and typed furiously on the computer.

"No good. There's definitely a signal, but I can't get a hold on the routing, and without the proper equipment I can't even figure out how they're blocking it." The man shook his head.

"Kira is there. I want to speak to him." The voice continued. "Surely you have microphones?" It was hard to tell, due to the disguising machine, but the voice seemed to have taken on a mocking air. Light reached for the microphone.

"What are you doing?" Soichiro asked.

"This person knows something. Since I'm acting as L, I should be the one to talk to them." Light replied simply, and the others nodded. He pressed the button labeled 'L' and began speaking into the microphone. "W, as you call yourself... Kira is not here. This is L speaking."

"L is dead. Kira is there." W replied. Light released the button on the microphone in shock.

"How does he know!?" Matsuda panicked, all the investigators looking stressed now. "And what's up with that creepy doll anyway?" Not to be deterred though, Light shushed him and pushed the button once more.

"Why do you say that? And how should we know that you are not Kira?" Light questioned.

"I say it because it is true, of course. I cannot be Kira, because someone in the NPA is Kira. Assuming all the current members are with you right now, it should be obvious therefore, that I am not Kira." The voice reasoned.

"What proof do you have that Kira is in the NPA?" Light countered.

"What proof do you have that he is not?" The voice retorted calmly. There was silence for some time.

"No one here is Kira. I trust all of the members here. I know none of them are Kira." Light replied firmly, and the investigators felt a surge of pride. However, as they say, 'pride goeth before a fall.'

"Then you must be Kira. I'd say it was a pleasure to meet you, but I don't usually bother with unnecessary lies." W said apathetically.

"Who are you? Why do you make such assumptions?" Light had a nasty feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he stayed calm. Just a voice over the computer, they could prove nothing obviously, or they would have already. Wouldn't they?

"I am W. Did I not make that clear enough for you? I'm not making assumptions, either. I'm forming deductions from the information I have acquired. What's wrong, don't like ideas being put into the heads of your pawns? Well... I can't say that I blame you. For that much, at least." W answered sardonically. There was a long pause.

"If you're trying to buy time to hack information from our computers, it's not going to work." Light informed her. Another pause.

"So I'd noticed. Then again, Kira wouldn't really be so stupid as to click a link without taking precautions. I suppose I should be glad for that much. Otherwise hunting you wouldn't be any fun." W recovered.

"How many times must I say it? No one here is Kira!" Light said.

"You can say that as much as you like. It makes no difference. Blood will never stop being blood even if someone says it is water a hundred times over."

"Are you insane?"

"Perhaps. At least I'm not a hypocrite." And with that, the video suddenly stopped, the entire screen went black and then odd symbols spread themselves across the screen. Light reached out and pulled the plug, and the thing shut off.

"He sent a virus over the line... it's probably best to just trash Matsuda's computer and reboot the whole system now." Light sighed.

"Who was that...?" Soichiro was still staring at the piece of technology with horror.

"I don't know. But whoever it was... is dangerous." Light frowned grimly. 'And not just to the NPA...' He finished in his thoughts.

TBC...

A/N: I know, it's short and kinda crappy... ok a lot crappy. I would've written more, but I figured I'm already way overdue for an update and I shouldn't press it anymore. Next chapter should be longer.