Caged Chapter 1

Alison walked down the street happily. She was going to the market to get some apples for her best friend, Frong the shiniagmi. Ever since the two met, when Alison was fourteen, and Frong was slightly younger than he is now, they'd actually connected. They both got pissed off easily.

Alison would just kill anyone that really, really got on her nerves, but other than that, Alison Tera Fondz was quite a happy 20 year old girl. She had a few friends, but she didn't see the need to see them that much.

She had grown up in two orphanages, one in America, one in Japan. She was first adopted at age six, by two horrible people. They had abused Alison, and when Alison finally got the guts to tell, her parents moved her to Japan. She was back to square one.

Frong the shiniagmi had dropped one of his death notes for Alison. He actually felt sorry for her. Alison, aged fourteen was mentally and physically scarred. She found the note book, and did not doubt it for a minute. She put her parents' names in it.

From then on, she killed who annoyed her. She didn't use the same death all the time, it'd be too obvious one person was doing it. She was very happy with her life for a while, until horrible children bullied her at the orphanage.

Alison arrived at the market. She picked up some grapes and five red apples. Frong chuckled excitedly. Alison gave the money to the seller, and walked away, the smile on her face still there.

Alison was having a nice day. She wasn't going to work today. She worked at a local video game store. It was a fun job in her opinion.

Frong liked looking at the video games all day, he found colours amusing. Even though he was extremely old, he had some childish qualities.

On a huge television on a building, the news reporter was talking about another six criminals that Kira killed. Alison rolled her eyes. Then it hit her.

Why don't I just start killing using a heart attack? I could give Kira a bad name...

Alison smiled triumphantly at her decision. She didn't like Kira that much. He tried too much to be justice and stuff like that. Alison found it incredibly annoying.

Alison didn't want to be justice, or anything.

"I'm going to stop in this cafe for a drink." Alison murmured.

Frong sighed. "Hurry. I can't wait for some sweet apples."

Alison smirked. She turned into a cafe and sat down. She looked at the menu and at the menu. She knew what she wanted. A coffee and a bagel.

She looked around the cafe and saw an odd table. A man with black hair. He was sitting oddly in his chair. In front of him was a slice of cake with a strawberry on it. Next to him, was a younger man with light brown hair. His eyes were closed and his arms were his closed. Alison noticed a chain. It was from handcuffs, from the first mans to the seconds.

The third person at the table was a blonde girl. Her hair was down and she was wearing a gothic Lolita dress. She was looking at Alison, not quite at Alison, but above her. Her mouth was open. Alison recognized her. It was Misa Misa. The famous Japanese model.

Oh my god. She thought. This girl has a death note. Alison Tera Fondz. The third Kira. I have to tell Li- but I can't...he has no memory of the death note... he hates Kira right now...and I'm the second Kira.

Misa thought carefully. She had zoned out.

"Misa?" the light brown haired boy said. "Misa..." he said again.

"Yes Light?" Misa squeaked. "Anything I can do for you? Anything at all?"

"It's time to go." Light said. "Come on, Ryuzaki."

The black haired man hopped off of his chair. "Okay. Time to get back to work." He said.

Misa looked at Alison one last time.

What the hell... Alison thought. Why is Misa Misa staring at me?

A/N:

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