I sat on the floor of my hotel room in Tokyo. I had come here on the bad feeling I had in my gut, just before Interpol brought a case to me. Coming here usually calmed my mind but this time was different. Something made the feeling worse, almost as if I was walking into a trap. I grabbed the communicator that Mio and I used to talk while we weren't near each other.

"Mio," I said slowly, "Could you come over to the hotel?"

Waiting for a response, I spun around to the TV and flicked on the news.

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Angelo sighed as he walked home from school, it was just another regular day of high school as he walked but as usual everything was pissing him off somebody looking at him wrong or someone saying something behind his back. Angelo kept walking though knowing that he could do nothing about it at least he wouldn't do anything to them anyways. Angelo was meant to kill those who have sinned and have committed crimes. Angelo would be the light that kills the dark in this world where police cant even do because of their own laws tying their own hands.

Angelo walked and he put on a blue tooth device as he walked so he could seem like he was talking to someone on the phone when really his shinigami was just pestering him about what he will do today. oh how will you kill today? melting? shooting someone? disease like cancer or some other venereal disease?! Izan said almost sounding excited and Angelo sighed but smiled a little don't know depends on whats on Angelo said meaning whoever showed up on the news for something they did would get the reapers scythe.

Once Angelo finally got home he walked into his bedroom locked the door and turned on his TV then he walked over to a wall near his bed and carefully took out the hidden compartment in the wall that he made himself to hide his death note. He then turned it to the news and watched and saw that a rapist was going to court today and he would be tried in a court of law. Angelo thinking that this deserved something nice he wrote in his notebook Lukas Conrad: death at 1:31 in courtroom, confessing to the crime then grabbing a gun to shoot himself. Angelo wrote and just like clockwork it happened

Does the defendant have anything to say in his defense?" The judge asked and he immediately yelled " I Raped that 17 year old!" Then just as quickly as he said he grabbed the gun from the bailiff nearby and shot himself in his temple effectively killing himself.

May my rise begin....

The door opened behind me, Mio had arrived.

"Watch," I responded to her, pointing to the TV. It was 1:29 p.m. The news tonight was a rapist who had raped a 17 year-old girl. He was on trial. The judge asked if he had anything to defend himself with, the rapist stood up, Screamed his confession, stole a gun off of a near by officer, held it to his temple, and pulled the trigger. At that moment chaos erupted in the court room, people screamed and fled the building. "It's disturbing," I said, "For the past 3 days, any criminal shown on TV between 10 a.m. and 12 midnight has died in some freak accident or a suicide. Its almost as if somebody is methodically killing them. It could be a coincidence but the timing and violent ways of death seem to be a connection."

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Angelo grinned seeing the suicide unfold but Izan wasn't to happy aw! come on Angelo! I know you can do better then a simple suicide come on where is that creativity. Angelo grinned at him now Izan I thought you had more faith in me, cant serve the main course without first giving an appetizer Angelo said and that peeked Izan's interest as Angelo switched from local news to international news. Angelo knew that he would be tracked but that was why he started to kill in different states completely to throw them off.

After a two hour wait for a sinner Angelo saw a new event unfolding where a bank robbery was going down in L.A. and the robber had hostages. The police identified the man as Alex Moreno. Angelo decided to be creative with this one and he wrote into the death note Alex Moreno: death at 2:23 (this is the time difference between japan and L.A I assume) cutting his wrist and drawing wings on the floor as he drops the gun and cuts his own throat. With that done the events happened as he planned he drew the blood wings and then he sliced his neck and suddenly all the blood poured out of him and he landed perfectly between the wings as if he died an angel.

HAHAHAHAH! that's more like it! Izan laughed smiling and Angelo grinned [color=green] told you to trust me. Angelo said as he then put away his notebook in its hiding place, he has made sure not to do many deaths in one day so he can make sure that the effect of a dramatic death sticks instead of it being constant and loosing its flavor...

I sat staring at the TV, wondering how it could be possible to kill somebody from a distance without projectiles, and even causing suicide.

"Mio, I want you to grab the stack of papers on the dining room table," I said, first pointing to the dining room section of the hotel room then turning to face my assistant. "Analyze how the criminals died, how their crimes were reported, and the time of day they died. Once you've done that come back here and tell me your results and any correlation you find. But first, come over here."

I got up, strode over to the Desktop computer that I had haphazardly set up on the floor of the room, and sat in my usual position with my usual position with my knees to my chest. I opened up my E-Mail that I had given Interpol to contact me from if anything required my attention. "Look," I said, pointing to the screen, "Interpol has taken notice and is holding a Conference in the Tokyo Convention Center this Tuesday, in exactly 2 days. If you don't mind, I would like to ask you to attend on my behalf, bring your laptop. Keep me posted on what's said there. Also plan to be moving Hotels every week, on Wednesdays."

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~GAME MASTER~
The blonde (currently a dyed Brunette) sat in her bedroom, watching the news as Lukas Conrad committed suicide on national tevivision. She gasped as the bang of the gunshot rang in her ears. This had been hapening every day between 10 and midnight, criminals died in various ways because of what they did, honestly, she believed they all deserved it. Crimes that had stood out so far to her were; Rape, Murder, and Attempted Murder. Almost everybody who died would have been put to death had the justice system goten them, so why was it wrong to make it quicker, she thought, I respect whoever has decided to do this.

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The day's for Angelo continued as normally during the day he would go to high school and be normal and take whatever anyone does to him so to avoid suspicion by anyone that he may have changed. When he got home however he continued his death parade showcasing the worst kinds of deaths possible and Izan laughing all the while.

day 1: this person was convict in prison and he was currently having a life sentence for murder so Angelo thought he could speed up the process KAZUKI TAKAHASHI: 3:41PM cutting his wrists and drawing wings on the ground before bashing your head in against the cell door Angelo saw it happen later that day on the internet of "weird suicides"
Later that same day Angelo looked at the TV to see anyone death worthy and it was apparent that a terrorist in Chicago made a nerve gas bomb and was threating the city to give him what he wanted or he would release it. Angelo believed it was time to end his life as well Jason Fairbanks: cutting your wrists and drawing wings with the blood then pouring the chemical into your cuts, death by chemicals and just like that he was dying from the chemicals being directly inserted into his blood stream died in moments.
That was the end to that day of killing so far Angelo has decided to make blood wings his calling card believing that the people would realize an Angel was riding the world of the bad people.

Day 2: That day was a weekend so Angelo was able to just watch the news and wait for an opportunity to present itself this time Angelo decided to local news stories and he saw another trial going on for a person who committed a hate crime and killed a black man Angelo believed this guy deserved his fate to be however Angelo wouldn't have the time to make him draw out wings on the floor so he would make him shout it out instead HIBIKI WATANABE: death at 10:00AM admit to the crime then yell out "The Angel has come to take my soul!" before stabbing yourself with the judges gavel And just like that the beautiful death played out.
Later that same day Angelo again changed it to international news to discover a rapist was being chased by cops and if caught would be arrested and tried but Angelo thought to change and skip way ahead and save everyone the trouble. Josef Morgan: death at 8:45PM go into the radiation plant and dive into a vat of acid Angelo grinned as he watched the scene unfold thankfully Angelo got to him before the police did otherwise they wouldn't get such a nice show.

Angelo knew the police and possibly the world would be gunning for him now that he has displayed his powers of death in gruesome detail but now it was time for the world to know of Azrael and fear the angel of death...

I sat on the floor of the hotel room, fumbling around with the wires for my microphone and voice modifier. once I had finally set up the wires, I messed around with the settings on the modifier, attempting to find just the right sound that could not be un scrambled.

Got it! I thought after 20 minutes of twisting knobs and adjusting sliders, I cant wait until Mio arrives and they begin to disuss me, then things will get interesting. I've deduced from the recent killings, along with some of the older ones, that the culprit would be either in Japan or in America with access to Japanese local news. The wings that the criminals drew on the ground just before dying link all of the murders together. I was almost convinced this was coincidence that they all died of suicides in strange ways, but that key evidence proves that this is a systematic killing. By the end of the month, I'll have caught this man, or group, and have had him, or them, put to death. I logged on to the computer under the guest profile, set up 29 proxies for my browser to go through, and accessed my email.

To: MioOzaki@INTERPOL-JAPAN.gov
From: RyuzakiNomoroshi@yahoo.com
Subject: Conference
Text: Mio, when you arrive at the conference, be sure to listen to see if anybody mentions me. If they do simply use the laptop to video conference me using Skype, then bring the laptop to the front of the room and announce that L has something to say. Incase you forgot my Skype is Suzuki951.

After finishing the email I walked over to the couch, sat in my usual way, and tuned into the news.

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"I'm not the only human who owns a Death Note, am I, Ezerion?"

The question was rhetorical, of course. The recent string of violent suicides I had witnessed couldn't be a coincidence, after all. And even if they were, there was no denying what I had seen. That man on trial for rape - the number above his head wasn't even close to zero, yet he died all the same. That could only mean one thing.

"Whoever that guy is, I like his style," said my Shinigami, "Public and violent. Before long, the whole world will be panicking. I wish you weren't so boring, little sis."

I feigned a 'hmph' at the insult offered by the monster who was my only friend. He wasn't wrong, though; I had only used my Death Note a handful of times after establishing that it actually worked. A man accused of kidnapping who was about to be acquitted... well, he deserved to rot forever, but I gave him the next best thing. A simple look in his eyes was enough to tell me he was guilty, after all. No matter how much I hurt him, he deserved it, and the world was better off for it.

It didn't matter that I enjoyed it!

"How are your plans for Daddy coming along?" asked Ezerion.

I frowned, my gaze landing on the bright red eyes of my companion. He was referring to my eventual goal of killing my father. But he knew I hadn't made any progress on that front. I couldn't just kill him, after all; it could put me under suspicion. Everyone knew I had never forgiven him - how could I have? The things I had suffered because of him...

I sat up, crossed-legged atop my bed as details of another macabre suicide buzzed through the TV. Whatever. Something had occurred to me, something important.

"Hey, Ezerion... if this guy gets caught, the police will learn all about the Death Note, right?"

My Shinigami chuckled. "Yea, probably," he said.

My frown evolved into a grimace. "That settles it, then," I said, "Before this jerk can ruin my opportunity... he must die."

The Shinigami's perpetual evil grin widened. "Now that sounds like fun, Little SiS."

~~~GAME MASTER~~~
The conference went as expected. Nothing strayed from L's expectations. The plan had been decided on. The clean cut man saundered onto the set of the World-Wide Emergency Broadcast that was arranged. He sat in the chair and Raised his script. The cameras began to roll, this broadcast was to be aired on EVERY channel until its completion. "Hello everyone, I am the world's best detective, L, Also known as Liam L. Jenkins. I am heading the investigation on the mysterious suicides of criminals that have been occurring recently. I have been given resources to do whatever is necessary to solve this, even the ability to risk human lives. After minor research, I have discovered that to the public, the perpetrator is known as "Azrael, The Angel of Death" and is worshiped by a small percentage of the world's population. If I may, I would like to directly address the killer. Azrael, if your watching this, What your doing is wrong, The killing of anybody is wrong even if its a criminal. I will hunt you down, until you're caught agents will be everywhere"

There were whispers in the background, _{"Is L really apearing on TV?" "Yeah, guess it shows how serious he is about this case,"}

Angelo sighed as he woke up that day at home thankfully it was Sunday so Angelo had nothing else to do but find another target. Angelo turned on the tv but when he started to try flipping through channels he got the same emergency broadcast so Angelo had no choice but to watch. Angelo listened and when he heard the name of the investigator Angelo wrote it on his arm with a marker. Even if it was a fake name it was still good to keep it in his memory so that if that is his real name then all he would need is his face and if it isn't then it means it was an alias and that Angelo could knock it off the list. Angelo listened as he said that what he was doing was wrong Angelo had to struggle not to laugh so hard.

So what Angelo was doing was wrong? hell no! The world is filled with bad people like the ones he has been killing all he will do is rid the world of the evil in this world then Angelo will keep it going, Angelo doesn't desire power only divine intervention with the monsters that live in the world. Angelo decided this would be a good moment and he grabbed his chess set and Izan looked at him curiously uh Angelo what are you doing? well my death god friend I am setting the board Angelo said as he got the two kings the white one he put a large A on it to identify himself then Angelo got the black one and wrote L and put them on each side. this is my metaphorical field of battle I just need to find a way to take down L and keep what im doing going Angelo said to izan as he set up the full board only that L side had all the pieces but Angelo was alone. Izan grinned lets hope you don't screw up, your to fun

~~~GAME MASTER~~~
"Uhhh... Angelo, there's somethin I forgot to tell ya a while back...." The robust, tattooed shinigami said, "You could know for sure if this L guy's real name is Liam Jenkins easily." Izan looked over at the broadcast again, now the man was saying that he had narrowed the search to a small area in japan that was undisclosed for security reasons. "Shinigami can see the name of a person over their head, along with how long they have to live." Izan looked over at Angelo, noting his lifespan, "And if the human Owner of a Death Note wishes, He can exchange half his remaining lifespan for the ability to see the names and lifespans of any human he looks at."

I was distracted from my History homework by a man proclaiming himself the best detective in the world.

The man's nameplate proclaimed him Liam L. Jenkins, and the red text floating above his head confirmed that to be his actual name. What wasn't confirmed was his status as the real L.

"Ohh, look at this, Little Sis. This guy is just asking for you to write down his name. Why not give it a try?"

I snorted. "It would be silly for L to appear on TV. After all, Azrael has already killed several people on the air. This guy is probably just some pawn." My gaze flickered downward, returning to the dreadful essay.

"So you're just gonna leave him? Geez, you really are no fun," said the Shinigami.

"Let's see if Azrael kills him. If not, maybe I'll kill him off in a couple of days - Azrael would be blamed for the death, no doubt. But assuming L isn't a complete idiot, this has got to be a trap of some sort. I won't take the bait."

Ezerion snickered. "Maybe I'll write down his name just to screw you over, Little Sis. Serves you right for being so boring."

I rolled my eyes. "Don't be a dummy. If I get caught right away everything will be really boring for you. You know I have plans. Just be a good Shinigami and wait, 'kay?"

With a grunt, the specter said, "Have it your way, but you owe me."

I sighed dramatically, burying my head in my History textbook. What a pain!

Angelo smiled and shook his head not yet Izan, I know that this is a trap. Yes that may or may not be the real name of him but if I kill him and he isn't L then it means he can narrow his search even more. The more he has to guess the better so I wont be asking for the eyes until an emergency not for a matter of convenience. Besides hes on TV with nothing violent nearby so even if I wanted to kill him I cant make it a good one Angelo said to Izan although it was a good thing that he knows he can get the eyes of the Shinigami for future reference in case he needed to kill someone quick.

Sorry "L" but its going to take a lot more then putting up a sacrificial pawn to get to Azreal Angelo thought with a grin. I plan to be the righteous hand of death I cant allow myself to live less until it is necessary Angelo said to him watching the Tv to see when the broadcast will be over

I sat watching the broadcast from my hotel room, "DAMNIT!" I exclaimed as Liam walked off stage unscathed. The broadcast had only been in japan, even though it was announced as a world wide broadcast. "Mio, I need you to broadcast the recording in America now. If Azrael isn't there, we will try another tactic to prove he's in japan, I have something in mind."

"Okay sir, I'm on it," Mio's familiar voice resounded in the Headset.

~~~GAME MASTER~~~
Later that day, Liam L. Jenkins died. He had written a note before taking a lethal dose of his medications, the note said:
"Life has been confusing lately,
Azrael's case is driving me mad,
Not only that but I was used as a pawn today,
Alone now, I wish to die."

Whispers in all directions.

"Eva Saito? The girl who got kidnapped, right? It was on the news a few years ago... I remember! I'm surprised she's here on her own."

I clenched my teeth, trying to keep my anger below the surface. I had to just ignore them, keep my eyes on the chalk board. This was going to happen at the beginning of every semester. It couldn't be helped.

"Come on, Little Sis. Just one of them. I know you want to. No one will suspect a thing if one of your classmates dies of alcohol poisoning or something."

Ezerion was probably right... about all of that. I really, really wanted to shut those brats up! I could do it... right now, in the middle of class, if I wanted to. Make the boy sitting behind her ram his pen into her neck. It would be worth it just to give these jerks something else to talk about.

I exhaled. No, not now. I scrawled "maybe later" on the corner of my notebook before scribbling the message out.

"Later, huh? I'm gonna take your word for it, Little Sis."

Dumb Shinigami! I said maybe! Right now was a really bad time. L was on the lookout for Azrael, and I couldn't afford to draw his attention. But, still... if I could make it look natural... what was the point in having a Death Note if I couldn't use it...?

Making big decisions was way too hard!

Angelo smiled as the broadcast got turned off I think ill take a break today, ill make Sundays a no kill day from now on. Make the people believe that an Angel like Azreal goes to church and talks to god about the kills he made. It will further personify the Angel of death deal Angelo said as he changed the TV and put on some cartoons just to laugh at the ways the characters hurt each other. In real life that would kill someone, Angelo relaxed for once as Izan sighed a little well I guess even an Angel needs a day off He sighed as he grabbed an apple on the desk nearby and ate it grinning happily at the taste...