I saw everything like a movie reel playing out in my head. A man named Teru Mikami was writing away precipitously in a notebook called the Death Note. He was writing criminals' names down and then they were dying left and right. He wrote down Sakura TV's director Hitoshi Demegawa...Mikami was Kira.

I shook my head. "I've never experienced anything like that before in my life Matt. What the hell was that? What's a Death Note? Who is Mikami?"

He looked at me oddly. Then again, I did just predict the future, I think.

"I'm calling Mello again." My brother said before retrieving his cell phone from his pocket and calling.

Mello answered this time angrily; Matt had him on speakerphone. "What Matt? I'm busy okay?"

"Mels listen, Raine knows who Kira is. She saw it in her head; his name is Teru Mikami. Oh and you need to come pick us up." Matt looked at me for approval that he had said everything correctly; I nodded.

Mello hung up on him. Matt sighed and put away his cell phone before gathering bags from the shopping cart and saying, "Looks like we're walking."

And we did just that. Mattie carried half-well a little more than half or my arms would have broken-and I carried the other half all the way back to the apartment. By the time we got there, I had cursed and called Mello every name in the goddamn book; he wasn't here to hear it and Matt laughed every time he heard me going off again.

-3 hours later—

I put the finishing touches on the cake; yellow writing spelled out the phrase 'I'm sorry Mello.' It was a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting, Mello's favorite. I needed to make my brother Mattie's birthday cake too but his birthday wasn't for seven days yet.

I put the icing tube back in the kitchen drawer and felt a sharp pain rush to my head, just like when I had the vision at Target. I collapsed onto the floor and blacked out...

A woman with short black hair stepped out of a black car and walked past a crowd of people and photographers. A man drove up in a red 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454 and lit the end of his cigarette with the car lighter. The car screeched and pulled up sideways in front of the woman and the crowd of adoring fans. In his gloved hand was a smoke gun that he shot into the crowd, exploding on impact. The man with the smoke gun sped away, tires screeching.

Another woman attempted to help the adored famous woman to safety indoors when they were stopped by a man on a motorcycle.

"Don't do it! Take a look around! It's not safe for her here; not even inside," The man clad in pure black leather began. "It's best if you get her away from here right now."

He acknowledged the famous woman, "Ms. Takada, get on. Now." She hesitated but eventually got on the motorcycle with the man and they sped away. His long blonde hair was barely visible through his tinted motorcycle helmet, as was his scar.

The motorcycle turned down an alley, completely off course from Kiyomi Takada's bodyguards' plans.

The man in the red car was still on the run from the rest of Ms. Takada's bodyguards, cigarette lit, green eyes shining from behind his orange-rimmed goggles. At the end of the road, the bodyguards had blocked off all possible exits and were surrounding the red car that had screeched to a halt.

The man in the striped shirt and goggles muttered to himself, "So those cars got ahead of me huh? How many damn bodyguards does one woman need anyway?"

The bodyguards surrounded the red Chevelle and raised their guns as the man stepped out of the car. "Hey, come on. Give me a break! Since when were the Japanese allowed to carry around such big guns?" The man raised his hands in submission. "You got me; I'm part of this whole kidnapping incident. That means you'll have a lot of questions to ask. You won't shoot..."

The bodyguards fired their guns and shot the man even after he had capitulated to them. They shot him until he fell to the ground dead with the lit cigarette still in his mouth.

"Raine! Raine wake up!" I heard someone calling my name but I couldn't move; I couldn't speak.

I smelled the scent of chocolate and knew it was Mello that was calling me. He shook me gently but I still couldn't move or speak. Was I actually on his bed? And what the hell was up with that...that dream I had? Or-or was it one of those visions? B-but Mattie can't die...

(Mello's Point of View)

Damn it! "She's in a coma Matt. What the hell happened?"

"Nothing! She was baking and then she just collapsed. Mels, we have to take her to the hospital." Matt looked like he had been crying; his eyes were all red, but then again that could have just been from lack of sleep and abundance of video game playing.

I nodded and scooped the girl into my arms. It was just like the first night Matt and I saved her at Club Metrocyde; except this time, she was silent and completely still. I couldn't stop blaming myself. I could have called in sick; I could have prevented this. I mean sure the Mafia isn't exactly the something you called in sick to but they needed me with them so it probably would have been fine.

I carried her to the backseat of Matt's car and laid her down across the backseat; she still didn't move. Matt drove and I sat in the passenger seat but the entire time I was watching her, seeing if she would move or make even the slightest sound. Her 19th birthday was in seven days, same as Mattie; how the hell is this fair?

"Mello...are you crying?" Matt asked suddenly.

Of course I wasn't. I mean she was just some girl we saved from being killed a few nights ago. She was just some girl that kissed me in the back of her brother's car. She was just some girl I met less than a week ago; so why did I care this much? She just looked so vulnerable lying there unconscious...god, what's wrong with me? Do I actually...like her?

I could barely take my eyes off of her. "Matt, what did you mean when you said that Raine knew who Kira was?"

"She said she saw a man named Teru Mikami write Demegawa's name in the Death Note." Matt sounded rather depressed; but who wouldn't be? Raine was Matt's only blood relative.

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. "Demegawa died just before I came home today Matt. He just had a heart attack and died right on television."

Obviously Matt and I were trying to catch Kira to avenge L's death but now it was getting even more serious. Matt's eyes met mine and I knew he had the same thought I did.

"So where should we start searching for Mikami?" I asked Matt who was pulling in to a parking space at the hospital.

(Raine's Point of View)

I could hear everything they were saying, every word of it. I tried to move, tried to scream, but nothing would work.

'Mello! Matt! You can't! He has these red eyes called Shinigami eyes! They let him see the name and lifespan of a person just by looking at their face! If you go near him he'll kill you!' I screamed silently.

What was happening to me? Was I dying? Was I already dead? I was paralyzed completely. Did Kira do this to me? If what I see are visions from the future, then Kira could've been at that Target, watching Matt and me. When I blurted out that Mikami was Kira, he could have heard me and killed me to keep me quiet. ...That must be it then...

But what about Julie? What about my cousin Sebastian? What about...Matt? What about...Mello? I never even had the chance to tell Mello how I felt about him, and now I never will. Kira killed my Aunt and Uncle, and now he was killing me.

'Matt...I'm so sorry I didn't know you sooner; I'm sorry we didn't get the chance to grow up together. Mello...I-I..." I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. I was crying? How? If I couldn't move or speak then why was I able to cry?

I heard the doctor say, "She's definitely in a coma but her brain activity is phenomenal."

I felt them move me to another hospital bed and hook different things up to me.

"Mello you go home; I'm going to stay here with her." Matt said taking one of my hands.

Mello took my other hand; I could tell right away it was Mello because of the way he took my hand. Matt loved me as his sister, Mello...liked me. "No Matt; I'm staying here too."

It was nice to have them both here by my side. I smiled, but only inside of course.

Mello let go of my hand gently and said to Matt, "There's something I have to do. I'll be back."

He kissed me softly on the cheek and then he left.

(Mello's Point of View)

Just wait and see Teru Mikami, you're in for it. I called my Mafia cronies and told them about the plan I had to capture Teru Mikami and bring him back to the Mafia headquarters. They had no problem with that at all; Mikami would be an easy kill.

After typing his name into the database, we found that he was just a regular guy leading a regular scheduled life.

-Three days later—

I had been watching Mikami closely for several days and had come to the conclusion that if this guy was Kira, capturing him would be almost too easy.

Raine was still in the same state of oblivion as before, Matt barely slept, Julie was on her way to LA from Norway, and I was going to snatch the Death Note from Mikami today. Matt didn't know about my plan; it was too risky that he could get killed.

I went to Mikami's house on foot and into the bushes across the street. When Mikami came out of his house at exactly 6:15, the plan was in motion. Since the gym he went to was only a few blocks away from his house, he walked there, briefcase in hand. During the three days I was following Mikami, he blatantly wrote in the notebook on the subway train and he even had the nerve to write the name of someone on the subway train. Everyone whose name ended up in the Death Note died; there was no stopping their deaths once their names were written there.

I discreetly followed Mikami into the gym and kept my eyes on his briefcase once it was inside the locker room. After Mikami left the locker room, I moved swiftly towards his briefcase and opened it. Lying right there on top of his papers was a black notebook that had the words 'Death Note' written on it in white. This had to be the notebook, the one he killed with.

I picked it up and waited to feel a surge of energy or something powerful from the notebook but it just felt like a regular notebook. I flipped through the pages and found all the criminals who had died written within the pages, as well as Hitoshi Demegawa's name, the director of Sakura TV, also known as the loudmouth asshole who worships Kira. I scanned the last pages to see if there was anyone worth warning about their impending death when I found...

'Raine Jeevas.

Goes into a coma on January 25 at 6:30 pm.

Stays unresponsive in the coma before dying seven days later at 3:33 pm.'

A/N: This chapter is quite emotional! Thank you to all of you who have reviewed this and/or added it to your favorites/alerts lists. I apologize if I don't get a chance to reply to all of your reviews but they are all much appreciated.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death note or any of the characters. They are owned by Tsuhumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata.

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