I sat at home, drinking Pepsi on the couch. I chuckled a little as I remembered how skillfully I had hidden the death of Liam Jenkins, A.K.A L, as a suicide. So many suicides had been happening thanks to that Azrael character that I was able to blend my skillful ones in with his. One well placed killing at a time, I would cause governments to crumble and slide through the real L's fingers, until all that remained was him and his petty assistants. Hehehehe, Chernabog chuckeld over my shoulder as I wrote in my Death Note. Mio Ozaki, at 12:30, pricks her finger, draws angel wings on the floor with her blood, removes the Glock from her holster, and blows her brains out with it, her body falling so that it lines up with the wings.

The email sent out across campus confirmed that all had gone as planned.

Yuki Tanabuchi was killed by a drunk driver while she was walking back to campus one night. The email announced a service that was to be held in her honor. Of course, I would not be going.

"That's it? An email?"

Ezerion's spindly legs were perched on the chair behind me as he read over my shoulder. Naturally, nothing I ever did would satisfy his boredom.

"Pretty much," I said, standing before throwing myself onto my bed. "The professor may say something before class starts, and perhaps a couple of girls will cry, but that will be it."

Despite my nonchalant attitude, I did feel a degree of pride in my work. Yuki's death had been totally mundane - nothing like the spectacles Azrael put on. There was no cause for anyone to question it. I was totally safe.

"So, what are you gonna do now, Little Sis?" asked the Shinigami, landing beside me.

I raised an eyebrow at him without shifting my gaze from the ceiling. "Nothing special for a while. If I kill people all the time, I'm bound to get caught." I sighed, prepared for Ezerion's nagging.

He didn't disappoint. "What, don't you want to kill more of them? The scumbags who talk about you behind your back."

"If I did, someone would notice for sure. I'm not going to risk it," I said, curling up into a ball. Childish though it may have been, I missed my stuffed animals. Maybe I would go buy something to cuddle some time soon. Ezerion certainly wouldn't do.

"Boring as always, Little Sis. Wonder what that other guy is up to."

I snatched the remote control from my bed stand, turning on the TV and perusing the channels. These days, there was grim news more often than not.

I sat there on the hotel room floor, a far away look in my eyes. The deaths had just been reported and Yagami-san had faxed me a copy of the note that Liam left before committing suicide. I knew who had done the second of the two killings. Azrael. She had made the bloody wings and shot herself. The images of the killing stunned me. How did he know her name? I didnt know. I didnt care. I wanted him dead. Now, Liam's death was a different story. He went quietly and left a note saying:



There had to be SOME meaning to this, I looked for an hour and finally noticed it. I emailed Yagami-san telling him to release the note publicly.

Angelo relaxed watching TV Then he switched to the news to see if L was going to try and bait him again, it was almost comical his attempts at trying to goat Azrael into showing him his location. Angelo watched and saw that another suicide took place however Angelo wasn't near the Death note all day which meant that something was wrong. Angelo saw the note and took a picture of it and he started to figure out why their was a note, Angelo had to decode it and he saw something that made his eyes bug out of his skull. Damn it!

Angelo saw the note and learned that their was another with a death note, Angelo knew that he couldn't be the only one but if he gets caught what would happen when they discover the Death note and its abilities. Angelo would need to figure out how to find them and see if they could work together, Angelo has no delusions about becoming a god bringing justice is all he wants he will let another death note user take up that role if its their allusion.
well something has caught you by surprise and this is rare he said laughing a little Angelo sighed I just realized that their is more then one dealing in death and that means I need to find them before Interpol does. One way or another I need to bring this user to my side or kill them and forfeit the notebook so it leaves this world. Angelo said as he calculated ways to find this note user without resorting to the eyes or if he should go out and let them find Angelo...

I sat watching the TV from the living-room couch of my apartment. Killing my cousin hadn't been as hard as I had imagined it. I wanted to make another note, but I would need to place the kill somewhere where it would reach L. Possibly Auntie? No, he wouldnt have contacted her if he's as secretive as they say. I needed another member of Interpol. Chernabog, give me the eyes. The news showed a minute of the Interpol conference but the audio was muted. I paused the video and re-wound to when they showed sombody's face.

Kietoshi Maru, Writes a note saying:
"Over and over,
Zealous News Anchors,
Announce the deaths,
Kills by Azrael,
I fear he's coming for me."
Then draws angel wings on the back of the note and jumps out the top floor window of the Interpol conference building.

The knife was traced across my skin, slowly, leaving a line of blood in its wake. Then, in an instant, it darted sideways, ripping a patch of skin clean.

The first thing I noticed upon waking was that I had been screaming.

Frantically, I switched the light on, pushed the covers off of myself. The searing pain hastened my actions - I needed to stop the bleeding, and fast.

But when I caught sight of my leg, all that remained was a thin white scar. Just a memory.

I sighed, sitting up.

"Another nightmare, Little Sis?" asked Ezerion, "You sure do have them a lot."

I scowled at my companion. He knew fully well what I had been through. Of course I had nightmares.

Rubbing my eyes, I stood, the wonderfully soft carpet muting the sound of my footsteps until I reached the kitchen. I crept to the fridge on tip-toes, minimizing my contact with the cold tiles, and poured myself a glass of water.

"What time is it?" i asked, exhaling after taking a long sip.

"Hmm... looks like 5:39 AM," said the Shinigami.

I sighed. I was still tired, but if it was that late already, there was no point in trying to get more sleep. Instead, I sat cross legged on the bed and turned on the TV. More talk about Azrael, of course, and replays of the footage of his kills. There were even a few videos I had missed. I yawned grumpily. I needed to do something about this guy, and soon...

I sat at my desk, thinking of how to strategize now that L had Auntie's name. He would probably watch her but perhaps he would come visit her, although that seemed a bit out of character for him. But auntie was the mother of his deceased assistant. Perhaps, if i was lucky, he would come in person. That decided it, I couldnt risk losing my mark. I got up, walked outside, got in my convertible, and drove to auntie's house. I knocked on the door, "Just a minute!" came the call from inside, then the frail woman who I called auntie opened the door, "Oh, Mizuku, What a suprise!" I almost froze at the use of my real name, Chernabog referred to me as Pandora when he talked, "Oh, hi Auntie!" I replied, shaking off the use of Mizuku. Mizuku Ozaki, the name I wish I could forget.

I analyzed the second note that Kietoshi Maru left before jumping out of the Interpol building. I looked at it and saw that on the back were Azrael's signature wings. "Damn! This note might be a reply to the second killer's note so I cant release it until I know what it decodes to. It doesnt seem to be a First word code, but the first letters are O-Z-A-K-I which spells Mio's last name. Maybe I missed something in the last note but it seems that this is a taunt at me." I mumbled to myself. I emailed Yagami-san not to release the note to the public but he could show it to the Ozaki family if he desired and returned to the news so that I could stay up to date on Azrael.

Ezerion was so bad at video games.

My character launched a quick succession of kicks, sending his flying across the screen. My health bar was still above 80%.

"Damn! I never manage to beat you," said the Shinigami. I shot him a sweet smile.

"Careful, Little Sis. If you keep that up, I just might kill you."

I stood. "You won't get to watch the little show I have planned if you do," I said.

With a tug, I had extracted my Death Note from its hiding place in my pillowcase. Slowly, a wide smile crept across my face; I was sick of waiting. It was time to use this tool to the fullest.

"Sounds fun. Fill me in."

I sat, notebook open on my lap. Its pages were blank, save for the first, which listed a mere six names. In an hour, it would be covered in ink.

"The plan is simple. 'Azrael' is going to kill a bunch of politicians. They will each leave notes demanding that the real L appear on TV, and threatening to wipe out the world leaders he doesn't. And, of course, each will leave Azrael's signature wings at the scene of their deaths. L will have no choice but to show himself, and even if he doesn't, Azrael will take the blame. And once I'm done, I'll just sit back and be a good girl for a while. I wouldn't want anyone to figure out 'Azrael's' schedule, after all."

Ezerion chuckled. "I like it. Everyone will panic. Glad you decided to stop being so boring, Little Sis."

I'd done my research, of course. Looked up a bunch of politicians from various countries using the computer in the school library using Yuki Tanabuchi's student ID. Even in the extremely unlikely event that someone noticed the searches, it wouldn't lead them directly to me.

"Time to begin!" I said, writing the first name. I gave each politician a violent death, as per Azrael's standards. Most of them sliced themselves up, leaving their notes to L on the wall in blood. On either side of the note was an angel's wing.

Tonight, the news was going to be interesting for a change.

Angelo soon went to school the next day and did what he had to and made sure that his first kill was at 10 on the dot Angelo made sure to carry a small piece of the death note with him in case he needed to do an early kill or an emergency one. Angelo saw this morning that their was a person that had committed both sexual and physical assault on people and that he was currently in custody Angelo wrote the instructions on his death as follows Margo Shiba 10:00AM: use your nails to scratched your back enough that the marks resemble wings and bleeding. Then jump out of the police car to be bisected by a truck No doubt the killing was happening as he stayed in class but for now he was a simple student as he went through the class day...

Sitting at the TV the next day, Yagami-san emailed me saying that he had a bunch of politicians who had killed themselves by cutting themselves to pieces and writing notes from their blood stating that I would need to appear on TV or world leaders would die. I emailed him back saying that we needed a team to work on this case now, separate from Interpol. He responded a few minutes later saying that the rest of the Ozaki and Yagami families would join. I was fine with that but the youngest one, Mizuku, she scared me a little. I had the task force meet for the first time with my laptop in the next hotel room over from mine.

The spectacle was everything I had hoped it would be.

Ezerion laughed giddily as the news anchors discussed my killings with fear in their voices, as one government agency after the next urged L to show himself. He wouldn't be able to resist it for long. But if he did - if he held out for more than a couple of days - I had already chosen my first victim. I would gradually decrease the amount of time between each leader who paid the price for L's refusal until the pressure became too much to bear. He had no choice but to succumb.

"So, how's it feel to be a real Shinigami, Little Sis?" asked Ezerion. Of course, I was still only a human. Killing people would not extend the length of my own life.

"Oh, please," I said, smiling wickedly. "I've never seen anything like this happen before. You Shinigami are lazy. I'm something even better!"

Ezerion chuckled. "That's true. It's no fun to kill people when they have no chance to stop you. But you, Little Sis... if you get caught, who knows what they'll do to you. I wonder if it'd be like what you went through before..."

I winced involuntarily. "I won't get caught, you dummy," I said, blushing with anger, "Nothing like that will ever happen to me again. I'd write my own name in the Death Note before I let that happen!"

"Woah," said the Shinigami in mock admiration. "An angry serial killer. Scary."

I focused my attention on the television, cheeks still hot. Someone needed to do something so I could decide on my next move!

Angelo went through the rest of the school day as he walked home from school just looking like a regular student to most people and to other people they would think he had a bright future in computers. Angelo didn't care that much though because he was sending evil people to their graves in the most gruesome way possible, Angelo was starting to wonder what L's next move would be seeing as how the killings keep going as they were however the politicians being killed Angelo had nothing to do with and that worried him because if this person got caught then it would be over for him because they would soon learn its secrets and might try to kill Angelo.

As Angelo walked home he turned on the news to see who would be next on his kill list and how bad would he kill them...

One by one I flipped through the newspapers depicting the deaths of major politicians. It started out simple back then but the Azrael killings are starting to take their toll on society. The society that probably brought up the monster that repays it by killing it. There was a couple of odd ties in these killings and maybe I can discuss these problems with him. Yes he was my friend from school but he has been avoiding me lately. Is it a coincidence that he strayed away during these killings or is the reason I haven't seen him because of these killings. Either way this is getting out of hand and I must confer my opinion to my friend.

"Mom, I'm heading out." The boy called towards the living room. There his mother and younger sister were quaintly watching television.
"Okay honey, be safe." His mother replied.
"Don't worry. I know what is going on in the world." He said as he left.

Auntie and I sat watching Criminal Minds from the couch of her living-room. Then the call came. Soichiro told us that our family, specifically me and Auntie, were invited to join a special task force against Azrael. Auntie put on her coat and told me to get into her car. I did as she instructed. We drove to a huge hotel, so this is where L is located, I thought. We walked up to the elevator and Auntie selected the floor, quickly enough that I missed which floor she pressed. Room 660, we walked in to see a laptop on the only table in the room. An "L" appeared on the screen and a voice told us to wait until Yagami-san arrived with his son.

I looked around at this foreign neighborhood. It had been some time since I had taken a trip to visit this friend. For all I know his parents won't even recognize me. I must have been so busy with my studies that I had to cut a few things out. Too bad it was time spend with this person that I had to cut out. I followed the appropriate street signs because I had his address written down like I writ down the address like I do every other place I wanted to remember. I approached the familiar place as if I had been here yesterday I gently knocked. "Hello I'm a friend of Angelo!" I called at the door.

I waited for the task force to arrive, then Lana and her Niece arrived. I turned on the laptop remotely and told them to wait for Yagami-san. I turned on the news again and watched a re-run of Azrael's first killing and the killing of the politician. Then they showed a criminal who clawed wings into his back and jumped out the police car. something about this happening before the politicians mad me feel like the politicians were DIFFERENT somehow. I didn't know exactly how but just that they were.

"All done!" I said, smiling.

Ezerion's eyes scanned over the words I had written on the back page of the Death Note. He chuckled. "Not bad," he said, "Even I don't know if it works that way."

"Oh,it does," I assured him, "I killed one of the politicians this way. The only who died on the steps of the state house, remember?"

With a chuckle, the Shinigami nodded. "Oh yeah. So you made him do it there on purpose?"

I ignored the question. Obviously that was what I was saying! Now that I had taken these precautions, I would be utterly touchable by all but the most ruthless opponents.

I ripped the second-to-last page out of the notebook. "Now I just need to find somewhere to hide this," I said, frowning. Obviously it wouldn't be safe to keep it in my apartment. If the police ever searched me, they'd find it for sure. I would have to consider my options.

"More importantly," said Ezerion, "L still hasn't appeared on TV. Are you gonna let that go unpunished?"

He was right. Perhaps the detective would have to be reassured that I meant business before he would succumb to my demands. Fortunately, I had a great idea.

***

The face that appeared on the news that night was framed by the muscular shoulders of a man whose life had depended on his strength. Before he had become a corpse, he had been a German general, one of the most trusted and senior in the country.

He had died after going on a rampage in the town nearest to his base.

76 dead including the general. Throughout the town, the same symbol appeared over and over, drawn in dripping blood. The image of a pair of angel wings.

Angelo was looking through the news as he saw another criminal to take down Kasuto Isigawa death at 3:43 Pm: claw angel wings into your back then swallow the nitroglycerin before shooting your stomach And the result was a beautiful fireworks display from the terrorist attacking a government building. That was probably his most festive one yet and that made Izan laugh at it HAHAHAHAHA! what irony and how pretty he said laughing. Angelo soon heard the announcement by his front door as he watched the news in his room he went and put his death note back into its hiding spot making sure it was secure before he walked down and went to see who it was for himself. Angelo wasn't sure who was his friend anymore since he just couldn't stand most people it would be unlikely he would find an actual friend come over to his place...

I stood by the door knocking for while. I'm sure he wouldn't remember me immediately since we haven't been friends in a good while. Yes it was years back when Angelo taught me a few things about computers that most people in the class didn't know. But that was back when they were little kids. Now they were adults and its was a more of a grown up matter that I wanted to consult with him. After all I may be looked at as the smartest in school but Angelo was no dummy either. Besides my old friend always seemed to approach things differently from everyone else. " Hey Angelo its me Light." He said s he thought he saw someone leer through the door.