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The fire burned the piece of paper to a crisp. The match squirmed as it shriveled into nothing next to the ashes of the paper. A old man laughed. It was a omen. A sign of a coming storm. The last time this had happened was when Kira first appeared to the world. He remembered that day. The day he was supposed to die. But Kira saved him. Kira the world's savior saved this forsaken old man.

The man stood up. He brushed the ashes and sand off of his lap. A hand landed on his as he reached for his wood cane.

"Are you leaving again?" A feminine voice asked.

"I must. Kira awaits."

"But he didn't come last time... While will he come this time?"

"This time he's different. Different targets. Different methods. This time he'll come."

"But-"

"Shut up. You're only making things worse!" He yelled. He heard sobs coming from the other end of the room, "I'm sorry, I just need to speak to Kira. The whole reason he lost last time was because he didn't see me."

"Just go." The voice had hatred in it. A sense of not caring at all.

Zack sat at his computer. Three pages of the Death Note newly filled. Fira was behind him. Her laptop in hand. She was doing her homework, but also looking at criminal records with her laptop in front of her. They had signed up for a project together and were working together to restore Kira's order while using the project as an excuse to be together.

"Zack," Fira suddenly said, after minutes of silence.

Zack turned to look at her, "What?"

"Look at this," She said her face pale.

Zack sighed and stood up. He walked over to his bed where Fira was sitting and looked at her computer. She was on a page with the recent criminal records and the page had suddenly gone blank. Instead of the records that should have been there. There was a message. Zack's face paled as he looked at it.

"Kira. I know what you are doing. Stop now unless you want to meet the same end as the last Kira." Zack read the message aloud. Under the message was a large L.

"Zack, who is L?" Fira asked. Her voice shaky.

Zack gulped. "He was the rival of Kira and only revealed himself in public once. The fact that he cleared the message online means he's obviously caught on to me. He quickly killed the page, meaning..." Zack stopped and froze.

"Zack?" Fira said her voice very quite.

Zack ran down the stairs and into the room where the modem was located. He quickly pulled the plugs on the modem and launched his spare modem that was located under the main router.

His parents had insisted on two Internet services, just in case one failed at a dire time. Zack quickly thought. He would have to explain to his parents why he had switched modems. He decided to say that one felt too warm and needed to cool off.

Zack dashed upstairs and told Fira to refresh the page. And she did it. When the page had reloaded it was back to normal.

"I don't get it..." Zack said. His hand trembling. The fact that the page had returned to normal meant one of two things. One was that L had taken off the message. Or that L had only allowed the message on certain IP's.

"Zack?" Fira said. She was very scared now.

"Dammit!" Zack screamed at the computer. He was about to be caught. Not yet. He needed to defeat L... And soon.

Fira stood up. Her cellphone was ringing. She stepped downstairs.

Zack snatched the Death Note from his desk and quickly grabbed a pen. He started to write. L. L. L. He wrote the letter over fifty times and dropped the pen. He doubted it did anything. He swore. "How could he lose like this? Damn this L. He was the master of the world. He should be the one to defeat this opponent. Not L. L was the devil. He was the savior. He was god! So screw this L and damn him to Hell." Zack's mind was racing with ideas. He fell over and blood trickled out of his mouth and on to the floor.

Zack fell back startled. How was this possible? Blood? But he hadn't been injured. How could this be?

"Damn you L!" Zack screamed! Fira was in the doorway looking confused. "Zack..."

Zack panted and looked at her. "Who was on the phone?" blood running down his chin.

"My mom. She wants me home early today." She said.

"Go then. Were done today anyway."

"Okay, see you at school tomorrow." And she left.

Nate Rivers once again sat in a chair playing with his hair. He hoped he had scared Kira. He had put up the message and taken it down five minutes later. He twisted his pale white hair forward. And then backward. He moved his rook forward and took the queen. Watari looked shocked. How could this be? Near was barely paying attention and still beating him in chess. "I guess I was underestimating him again," He thought.

"Roger," Near said. Once again ignoring the code names.

"Yes L," Watari said. His eye's closed plotting his next move in his head.

"I want to meat Kira."

Watari shot out of his seat. "You want to what?"

"Checkmate" Near said. Playing the final move in their match.

"Near!" Watari screamed. "Why would you want to do a foolish thing like that?"

"It is a gut feeling. I must meet Kira."

"Near..."

"This one is different. I must meet him." Near had stood up straight now. A sight not seen often.

"I guess I can't stop you."

"No. This is my choice."

"Very well."

"Well then. We must make haste."

Niomi sat, sprawled on her bed. She had a bad feeling that something was going to happen. Something bad. She clutched her blanket and drew it up close. She tried to push away the thought. The only thing that she should be focused upon now was the test tomorrow.

Little did she know. Her instinct was right.

A/N: Aww... I was still slow. But I'm used to typing on my new computer now so all is good.

Peanuckle- Hmm... I hope it's not going to fast. I'm not trying to make this super long. Like around 10-15 chapters. Not 30 or 40 or anything. Anyways. Thanks for the review.

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