Faces. Millions of faces swarmed me. Dead faces. All of them moaning in sorrow. I swam through the sea of faces, hoping to get out. As I moved forward it seemed one of them followed me. Panicked, I ditched all sense, trying to swim faster, failing miserably. The face floated closer to me, and I squeezed my eyes shut. Wake up Ny! I didn't. I continued to remain in this never-ending nightmare. I was dragged back, deeper into the faces, that were rapidly transforming into beings. "No! Let me go!" One of them crushed me, sucking the life out of me, literally. More of the dead surrounded me, suffocating me.

"Look what you have done." It was the person that was crushing me. I knew that person. I glanced behind me, catching just a glimpse just as everything went black.

"DAD!" I screeched, shooting forward. I was soaked in sweat, and tangled in my sheets. It was all a dream. A hell one at that.

"Nyla!? Are you okay!?" Janice came bursting into my room.

"Jesus, Janice! Throw some pants on!" I yelled, trying to block out the image of her.

"I heard you scream, and I thought someone was down here!" She slammed closed the door. "Are you alright!?"

"Yeah! Just, put some pants on!" She put hands on her hips, shooting me a cross look.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay, I'm not going to be thinking about pants!"

"Well what if a rapist was in here!? What then?"

"Then they would come after me!" I was puzzled by her logic, but it was hilarious. I chuckled at that, and so did she. I didnt know what was happening between us. It was different. I haven't decided if it was good or bad yet. However, my hate for her has accumulated so much, that I can't just drop it. My gut twisted in a knot by that thought. "Anyway! You realize what time it is?!" I shook my head, searching for the clock. 7:30am. I leapt out of bed, heading for my dresser. Janice snorted, then left. I pulled on an over size off the shoulder black shirt, and well worn dark washed jeans. I stumbled out of my room, just scrapping up my keys as I did. I fell up the stairs, tripping over the countless pairs of shoes Janice owned.

I hobbled down the walkway, crashing into my car. I revved the engine to life, hoping it wouldn't give out in the process. If I took the short cut there, I shouldn't have any trouble getting there, relatively on time. The car clunked itself onto the roadway, but didn't give out. I sped down the road, hoping there would be no traffic.

"You know, I've never seen a human girl naked before..." Ryuk muttered. I sat painfully still on the bench, listening, (or at least trying to) what the judge was saying. I kicked Ryuk in the shin. He cried out, "Ow! Why would you do that?!" I shushed him as best as I could, without disrupting the people around me.

"Shutup... you're going to get me in trouble," I growled.

"Hey! I'm just saying!" Ryuk said defensively. "I can kinda see why guys are attracted to women." I kicked him even harder, causing the people in front of me to turn around. I smiled innocently, until they turned back around, then I glared down Ryuk. "What!? I would take that as a compliment!" I was done listening to him, trying to focus on the herring that was taking place now. Unfortunately I missed most of what they were saying thanks to Ryuk's rambling. I would punish him later.

"...I hereby sentence Keigo Matsuda as not guilty." Just like that. After three years of waiting. He was finally free... Or not. "However. I will set a three month probation, just to keep a monitor on you, in case KIRA tries to take matters in his own hands. Dismissed!" He slammed the gavel on the podium, leaving the room. Dread filled me. Sure my dad was free from prison, but now he stepped further into KIRA's sights. No prisoner that was set free, lived. The very thought sent shivers crawling down my back.

And I was doing the same thing...

No! I just wanted to get his attention! I would never actually commit murder! I'm not like that!

"Ny?" I blinked looking up at the warm familiar face. I tackled him, never wanting to let him go. He laughed his full belly laugh, that I loved to hear. "I'm free Ny..."

"I-I know," I choked. I wouldn't allow myself to cry in front of all these people. My dad being the big man that he is, was way taller than me, so he could pick me up off the ground, and I'm seventeen.

"Come on," My dad said, setting me down, "Let's get out of here." I grinned, taking his hand.

Only when we got closer to the exit did I start to panic. "Uh... Dad... Aren't there cameras out there?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah..." My heart started to beat faster.

"I don't want you to go out there with all those cameras." He patted my shoulder.

"Don't worry about me Ny, we've got it covered!" I stared at him, confused by what he meant. Kygo suddenly threw a black sack over my dad's head. Now I got it. So KIRA wouldn't see his face. I sighed in relief, holding my dads arm close to me.

"I'm not letting you go though..." I grumbled. He just ruffled my hair, as Kygo and I led him out of the building. Once outside, the cameras were everywhere! They tried to ask my dad questions, even dared to try to pull me off of him. One reporter laid a hand on me, and I bit his hand. "Back off!"

"Bitch!" They yelled at me.

"Haven't heard that one before," I yelled sarcastically. For the split second I took my eyes off of the crowd in front of me, another idiot attempted to get to my dad. He grabbed the sack on his head, about to yank it off. Fear, and adrenaline filling me, I gripped his wrist, twisting it off of my dads head. I let go of his arm, taking the reporters arm, twisting it behind his back. "I wouldn't do that if I were you..." I released him, fighting to catch up to my dad. Before I knew it, he was in the car waiting for him, taking off down the street.

I didn't even get to say bye to him. "Geez, you sure can fight when you need to," Ryuk laughed nervously. A small smile started to form.

"I have no choice Ryuk," I explained, "in this world its kill, or be killed."

"I couldn't agree more." I spun on my heel, completely taken off guard was new to me, and I hated it. Stood before me a dirty blond, early twenties, tall male. I eyed him suspiciously, making him smirk.

"Can I help you?" I asked. I didn't like this man. He sent off vibes of a complete and utter creep.

"Yes, you can actually," he smiled, stepping closer to me. "I have a position I'd love to give you." I tilted my head at him. He smiled, eyes boring into mine. He looked completely out of it.

"Uh... Sorry...? I don't think I want what you have to offer. Go find an actual junkie ya stoner." This took him by surprise. He looked at Ryuk, he was laughing his ass off, then back at me. "HOLD UP!" I jumped backwards, finally registering who he was. "Light? Am I correct?"

"Correct." I scanned him from head to toe.

"You're not what I was expecting." He frowned.

"Neither are you," he snapped.

"Did you not get my message I sent you?" He placed his hand on his chin, rubbing invisible facial hair. He looked ridiculous doing that, I just wanted to smack him, and say grow some hair before you do that.

"Very cleverly done, I must say. However, I couldn't wait that long. Ryuk so 'kindly' told me where you were going today, so I showed up." I glared at Ryuk, who was pretending he wasn't hearing us.

"Real mature Ryuk," I spat.

"So... Who was that you were following out of the building?" My whole body went rigid.

"Why?"

"Well, today was a criminal's herring, am I correct?"

"Yes..."

"I have no knowledge of his, or hers name, or face, and I figured you might." I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Why should I help you?"

"Isn't that why you're using the DeathNote? To bring justice to those who do evil?" I snorted, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I didn't think it worked, so it was by accident that I used it. However, I did kill those criminal's to get your attention. Seems to have worked."

"What do you need me for?" I cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Negotiations."