The first thing she noticed was the overwhelming stark smell of bleach. She then scrunched her eyes at the bright light that was sipping through her closed eyelids. She felt powerless and heavy. She could not move her hands, her head, or her body.

"Where am I?" She thought as she slowly started blinking, desperately trying to open her eyes and see what was around her but unable to do so as she was being blinded by the brightness of the room. "And what happened to me?"

As the blinding light slowly subsided C could finally take a look around her surroundings. She seemed to be in a hospital, but not quite. The room was pristine white and clean, with a cold and grim atmosphere like most hospital rooms. She also seemed to be laying on a typical hospital bed, with an IV line inserted on her right arm, and there were several monitors making all kinds of sounds right next to it too. Hell there even was a small mint green couch on one side of the room for visitors, but what didn't check out were the hidden cameras placed around the room. Some were more obvious than others too, like the ones on each top corner or the ones in the ventilation. But then there were also the harder ones to see like the diminute nano cameras hidden on one of the couch's cushions and in the flower base next to her bed. Even weirder the base was filled with her favorite flowers, something only two people other than herself knew. Problem was those two people were dead, had been for a long time. So what had did she deduced from all that then? Whoever had taken her there had checked up on her before, and they wanted her to know it. They also knew she would easily be able to spot the cameras. In fact, they probably placed them as an experiment of sorts in the first place, to see how long it would take her to do so.

"They don't know my true identity though..." She thought as she noticed the patient label on her wrist for the first time. It read:

KISHIMOTO, CHISAII

DOB: 07/23/1982

AGE: 21 SEX: F

PATIENT WAS CHECKED IN UNCONSCIOUS, WITH SEVERE HEAD TRAUMA, MULTIPLE LACERATIONS, CRACKED RIBCAGE, AND SPRAINED LEFT WRIST.

The label was filled with her second identity's information, so for the time being C remained anonymous. As she breathed out in relief because of that fact, C suddenly noticed a little detail she hadn't before. There were two light brown doors in the room as well, probably the restroom and the exit, the latter obviously locked. Her eyes widen as she looked at the structure of both doors and noticed their lock systems were so simple, that even in her weak condition she probably wouldn't have to much trouble opening them up. Though something didn't feel right. Just like with the cameras, it was a little too obvious. This was definitely another experiment. And even though C knew she probably shouldn't be going along with the little experiments as she was probably giving out important information about herself to whoever had her locked in that horrid room, another thing she knew for a fact was that she wanted out as soon as possible. Preferably right then and there.

"Yes, this seems a little too easy but what other option have I got..." She thought. "There are no visible windows I could try to climb out of... And the way my body hurts I don't think I could even if I wanted to." She thought to herself as she contemplated what to do, closing her eyes for a second and taking a deep breath in the process.

"Screw it, what have I got to lose..." She started saying outloud before turning to one of the cameras, smirking, and flipping them off before continuing, "Well you made it easy for a reason so I know you don't mind, but either way just letting you know I'll be getting the hell out now. "

That said C quickly threw the white blankets of the bed to the side, and got off it. She then went to pull on the IV line but stopped as her head started spinning and her legs started to wobble. "Damn... I got up way too fast." She thought as she started to loose her balance but quickly grabbed on to the IV solution stand and managed to stay away from the ground. She then closed her eyes and stayed still for a minute or two until her legs stopped trembling and she didn't feel nauseous anymore. After she was sure she wasn't going to pass out any second, she straightened herself and ripped the IV line from her arm. And just as she did a sharp pain engulfed it.

"Shit! Ow. Ow. Ow! This isn't as easy as they make it out to be in the movies." She yelled out loud as she applied some pressure towards it, hoping it would help ameliorate her pain.

"Well what else would you expect Miss Kishimoto, this is reality after all."

C froze in dread. That robotic voice... The running, the hackings, the police, Hayley, the fall. All of those previous crazy events suddenly rushed back to her mind along with a single letter.

"L..."

"Yes, that is correct. Now Miss Kishimoto do you know what year it is?" He asked her and C rolled her eyes at this. He was going to start asking her questions to determine if she was suffering from amnesia because of the trauma it seemed, except he already knew she was able to recall everything, even if she didn't before he had spoken because of the stimulus he had left in the room and her reaction to his voice, she knew he could tell she remembered. Her favorite flowers, the patient information on the id wristband, and his voice... if she didn't remember who she was or what happened to her, she would have not have reacted in the same way she did. She would have freaked at the symptoms and the sight of her alias because she wouldn't know it. She wouldn't have even paid attention to the flowers, or noticed the cameras. And she wouldn't have called him by his name either. "He's only doing this to see if I'll pretend to not remember everything and call me out on it. What an ass..." She then thought before answering his question.

"Alright, well don't really know how long I was sleeping for, but assuming it's still December, that would be 2003."

"You were unconscious for a period of 72 hours, so your assumption is correct. The year is still 2003. Now, Miss Ki-

C tuned him out after that. She had been unconscious for three days. That was a lot of time to find out about a person. By then he probably already knew where all her panic addresses were, and gained access to her computers back at all of them. Which meant he not only knew of all of her other aliases as well, but also all the places she had been living before she came to Japan. "Him and all of the NPA... they all know." She thought as she replayed over and over again what he had told her the first time he had heard his voice.

"Interesting, you seem to have assumed I worked for the police when they might very well work for me Miss Kishimoto… Though they don't. We are both working together in reality."

All her hard work, the years of building identity after identity, all the effort in avoiding each police and intelligence agency in each country she visited, all the lies, the blood, sweat, and tears it took to build her reputation and gain all her contacts. It was all exposed for the world to see now. "Well fuck..." She thought before a question L asked her that finally caught her attention once again.

"I'll ask once more Chisaii Kishimoto, what do you know about Kira?"

C's eyes widen for a second before she started laughing. With all that had happened she almost forgot why she had been taken in the first place. They suspected her of collaborating with that serial killer, Haley too. "That's right they tried to arrest Haley and me for working with that psycho..." C thought to herself as she tried to contain her laughter. But then she came to a full stop as she realized something. "Oh shit, Haley! They probably took her too... Even if she is the reason I'm here I hope she is okay."

"Chisaii Kishimoto, are you laughing because you're Kira? is that it?"

C noticed a slight change in the synthetic voice but ignored it as she almost started laughing again at the ridiculousness of his question, and she was trying to control herself. If she was to get the hell out of there it wasn't by making him think she was guilty because she couldn't stop laughing her ass off. So instead she rolled her eyes as she sighed in annoyance, and pointed her finger towards one of the cameras before saying, "No. The reason I'm laughing is because you really believe that I could be. You know sometimes I can't tell my right from my left hand, and you really expect me to be the criminal mastermind behind the biggest and largest serial killings of all time? I was under the impression that you were L, the best detective of the century, you should know that I'm not."

"You're right, I in fact do not believe you're Kira. Your intellect, ego, and personality simply aren't high enough to fit my profile of Kira. However I cannot disregard the possibility of you collaborating with him. You can at least understand that, can't you?"

This time she definitely could not ignore the change in the voice. It sounded the same as before, but the personality... it changed. When he had asked for what she knew of Kira it felt just like back in her apartment when she heard his voice for the first time. When he asked if she was Kira it felt like he had snapped like a child and just asked the first thing that came into his mind. And now it seemed like he was someone completely different, cold and belittling. So she came to a conclusion. "It's different people speaking. It has to be. The last two questions were definitely asked by two other people. Maybe it's another of his little experiments. Maybe he's trying to see if I can figure out it's not him. Well I'm done playing games, this is ridiculous." She thought as she slowly gave her back to the camera she had been speaking at and walked towards the base of flowers next to the bed. She then picked up one of the flowers, the one with the micro camera attached to it and pulled it off. After that she placed the camera between her index finger and thumb, all the while making sure the lens of the camera was facing her, and said, "I understand. Just like you'll understand that I'm only willing to talk to L himself, not whoever you are, or whoever spoke before you was..." She then paused to smash the camera, into the surface of the nightstand were the base was until it broke completely. She then turned towards the IV stand, picked it up, and walked towards on of the cameras in the corners of the room before continuing, "...That being said I will not further speak until you all prove to me it's him. And given that all of you seem to be taking turns in asking me questions, having him speak into the vocal distortional device won't suffice any longer. I'm done playing along to your games."

And just like that, in a split second, she proceeded to hit the camera with the IV stand until it fell broken at her feet.

*SMASH*

She then did the same with the ones right next to it.

*SMASH*

And to the ones in the ventilation.

*SMASH*

And finally she went towards the small couch and picked the one attached to the cushions. She faced the lens of the camera in her direction before smirking, and flipping it off, much like she had done earlier before saying, "I meant what I said."

She then threw the camera on the floor and squashed it with the stand.

*SMASH*

"Alright, I don't have much time. I got a minute at the most..." She thought as she quickly ran towards the door out of the two that was locked, still holding the IV stand, and got on her knees in front of it. She then grabbed the IV line, and with the needle proceeded to try to pick open the lock of the door until she heard a click. "Yes!" She exclaimed as she rapidly grabbed the IV stand for protection, and ran out the opened door into a hallway. She ran straight for it, ignoring the pain on her chest which was probably being caused by her cracked ribs. "Suck it up. You're a big girl." She thought to herself as she approached a turn towards yet another hallway. And just as she was turning she heard the shouting of several men back in the room she had just been in.

"She's got out of the room already, Chief!"Matsuda again, ha? C remembered she had asked him to not let her die. "I guess he kind of fulfilled his promise." She thought. "Though I really can't stop to thank him right now."

"The girl couldn't have gone very far in her condition Matsuda. Come on everyone, let's go get her!"

"Yes, Chief!"

C kept on running though. She wasn't a naive enough to believe she would be able to outrun them, at least not in her current state, so every step she had ahead mattered. She also noticed all of the cameras placed at every corner of the seemingly endless halls and glared in their direction knowing that L was probably finding all of this little chase extremely amusing, watching it from wherever the hell he was hiding in the building. She saw a couple random doors every hallway she passed but none of them were opened. She could stop and pick one of them open but she could hear the men behind her getting closer and closer, and by the time she actually got any of the doors open it would have been too late. She considered climbing through the ventilation but in her condition she didn't think she would be able to even jump to get herself up into one of the vents. There weren't windows she could climb out of either, and even then she had a feeling she was probably either very high above the ground or very deep inside of it, making it so it was impossible for her to get out of one. The elevators were not an option, there probably was people outside of them waiting for her to show up in each floor. Her last and only resort were the emergency stairs, but again what if there was already people waiting for her there? "It's the only thing that may work... I have to try it. I completely refuse to go down without giving them a little hell at least." She thought to herself as she quickly went for it, and tried to push open the door that lead towards the emergency stairs. But as fate would have it, before she could even touch the door, she felt the wind being knocked out of her as someone roughly wrapped their arms around her waist and pulled her away from it. C then started coughing maniacaly as struggled to regain her breath, but even then she kick and hit the person who had dragged her with the IV stand. Or that was until said individual pulled the stand away from her and strengthened their hold on her, making her cry out in pain and stop her squirming around.

"Got you." The man then said in an extremely deep, and clear sounding voice, and slowly loosened his hold on C, who by that point had tears rolling down her face at the pain she was experiencing. But just as she thought the pain would go away, he tightened his grip again and repeated the process of loosening and tightening over and over again. It hurt like a bitch but C cried in silence, not giving him the satisfaction of hearing her cry outloud. And so to distract herself of the pain she concentrated on the man's voice... it hadn't been the voice of any of the other men who had been chasing her and he sounded way younger as well. But before she could ponder on it any longer, he started shouting at the rest of the men and in a matter of seconds they filled the room.

"Dad I caught her before she got to the stairs." The little bastard said as he handed C over to one of them. She quickly glanced up to see who it was and sighed in relief at the sight of Matsuda. No she didn't trust him, but he hadn't let her die once already which made her more prone to feeling more at ease than with any of the others. "Good job, son." An older gentlemen with glasses an mustache, and who apparently was the little bastard's father, then answered her tormentor. Matsuda then agreed with the old man in his praise for her tormentor saying, "The Chief is right Light! Nice job!"

"It was nothing, now let's take her to Ryuzaki."

C rolled her eyes annoyed at his smug little tone, and got prepared to tell him a few things about not mistreating the injured, but when she finally saw his face completely her eyes widen and her mouth dropped a little. Her tormentor, Light, was probably one of the most attractive guys she had ever seen. He had perfectly styled dark brown hair with red undertones, and beautiful maroon colored eyes to match. He had razor sharp cheekbones and his skin was pale, but not pasty white. He had a tall and slender build, but you could still tell he had muscles, and he had broad shoulders too. He was also wearing a school uniform of sorts, consisting of an impeccable white dress shirt, a red tie, a beige colored blazer, and black pants and dress shoes. "He's almost too perfect." She thought and just as she did she noticed it. The glint of malice in his stare, the detached way he looked at everyone. Just looking at his eyes made her feel uncomfortable. "What's wrong with him?" She couldn't help to ask herself as Matsuda carried her into the elevator Light had just summoned up to take them wherever they had to take her. Then after they went in, Light and the old man went in too, and Light pressed one of the numbers in the elevator right after the doors of it closed, and they immediately started moving. C felt a bit annoyed with the way Matsuda kept on glancing down at her every once in a while and blushed when she caught him.

"This elevator really couldn't move any slower..." C thought. Thankfully she only had to wait a couple more seconds before the doors opened, revealing a big room with filled and all kinds of monitors and loose files all over he place. There was also one or two tables, a chess set, books, a couple of chairs here and there, a few small sofas and a couch inside the room. Four men were also inside the room, a guy who was giving them his back but from where they were standing they could see he was sitting in a weird position in front of the monitors, a guy with an afro who seemed to be loosing his cool with monitors guy, an very tall and silent man who was sorting some files in another corner of the room, and and older gentlemen with with bright white hair who was pouring a cup of either tea or coffee for the guy sitting in front of the monitors. Light and his dad quickly went towards the guy with the afro and the guy in the monitors, and Matsuda quickly ran towards the couch, shaking C a little and making her cringe as he tried to gently set her down on it. "I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" He asked her worriedly as he blushed in embarrassment once more and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. As annoyed as C was, she just smiled up at him and reassured him she was okay. Matsuda sighed in relief and then apologized once more before he made his way towards the man organizing folders and offered to help. The man didn't seem too keen on letting him though and after listening to Matsuda beg like five times, C tuned them out and turned to the front to see what Light, his dad, and the other men where doing. Though instead of that, she was greeted with two big black holes staring right in front of her, making her let out a little scream and jump one foot into the air, all the while the person standing in front of her stayed deathly still and silent. Once she calmed down and moved away from the guys's extremely close face, she was able to get a better look of him and not just his weird eyes, making her frown a little.

This man was probably the weirdest man she had eyer laid eyes on. He had the biggest and emptiest pair or eyes she had ever seen. They were midnight colored just like his spiky unruly hair, the only exception being his hair had blue undertones to it, and he also had dark purple bags under his eyes making him look like he hadn't slept in centuries. His skin was ghastly white, almost the same color as the one on the walls or bedsheets, and he had a slender tall build like Light, thought unlike him, he seemed more bone than muscle. He was wearing light blue faded jeans that seemed way to big on him, and an equally oversized, wrinkly, white long sleeved shirt. He wore no shoes, scratching one foot with the other, and he sat in a perching position right in front of her and stared at her intensely as he bit his thumbnail. C stared back at him just as intensely for a couple of seconds before asking, "Who the hell are you?" The guy just kept on starring at her though, and ignored her question. C scrunched up her nose in confusion at the guy, before turning to look at the rest of the people in the room who were staring at both of them in anticipation, and raised an eyebrow at them as she motioned towards weird guy with her thumb, letting them know she was very confused at what was happening at the moment. When no one said anything, she turned to look back at the guy and tried to ask him another question but this time he cut her short, interrupting her mid-sentence as he said, "You did ask to speak to me did you not, Chisaii Kishimoto? You should know who I am."

C's eyes widen as she realized it was him.

"L..."