Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Agent 003 ❯ Mission one: collection ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Mrsmailjeevas 
Matt, agent 003, finally gets to meet his fellow operatives. Little did he know they were going to be such a group of misfits. He's going to have to work with these people?
Anime/Manga: Death Note Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst / Shounen | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.19.2009 | Updated On: 08.19.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 137 | Status: Work In Progress
Matt, agent 003, finally gets to meet his fellow operatives. Little did he know they were going to be such a group of misfits. He's going to have to work with these people?
Anime/Manga: Death Note Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Angst / Shounen | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.19.2009 | Updated On: 08.19.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 137 | Status: Work In Progress
[I do not own Death note or any of it's Characters nor am I brilliant enough to come up with something so wonderful.]
Who am I?
Who am I?
I am the
Gamer...
The
Spy...
The
Hacker...
The bad ass mofo with the
The bad ass mofo with the
Hot vest
And the
Kick ass set of wheels
And you can call me...
003: Jeevas
Matt Jeevas~
Mission one: Collection
003: Jeevas
Matt Jeevas~
Mission one: Collection
The red convertible came to squealing stop in front of the shady looking apartment building as Matt sighed. So much for making a quiet appearance, many people were already peeking out of their windows trying to see what had happened as he rolled his eyes patting his pockets looking for his cigarettes. The red head shifted pulling out his PSP and setting it in the passengers seat, he couldn't go in without his smokes so the others could wait.
He was sure the others were dying to find out who the other 'operatives' were though he could continue the rest of the missions without knowing. It was said that the only reason the group of them were meeting was because 'L' was worried they would end up running into each other while working cases because many of the recent ones were overlapping without meaning to. The only person he was interested in meeting was the mysterious 'L'. He was like Charlie from Charlie's Angels, always heard but never seen which had to give way to plenty of suspicion of who he was.
The red head lit the cigarette pulling a vanilla envelop out of his other pocket a key slipping into his hand. He sat it aside rereading the letter he was sent in the mail to his personal address.
003,
It comes to my attention that you may or may not have recently identified several other operatives that I, L, have sent out into the field. If you have not then you will be meeting with them in a disclosed location. For obvious reasons I will not be joining the group of you in the location though I sincerely apologize. I will tell you on the other hand that we will, in upcoming days be in close contact with one and another. You were chosen, as you well know, for your special skills in the field to bring criminals to justice and that is the reason that I will one day show myself to you. We share a divine future. Meet at Daviy Aleey Hotel on the east side of Los Angeles at noon on Wednesday. The room number will be sent to you later. Good luck and thank you, L.
He was late, it was already one as he brought himself to step out of the car and stroll forward. It took a while to locate the room hidden from public view in the back of the hotel completely separate sitting alone a ways away. It looked small on the outside like a tiny shop, two windows on either side of the door and a crumbling rarely traveled walkway as he approached the door painted what looked like a rusty red colour.
Matt breathed in deeply checking his automatic in his waistband not sure why he would need weapons among friends but he could never be too careful as he unlocked the door pushing it open his red fringe blocking the room from view. He could hear shuffling stop in the distance an a distasteful sound of leather creaking as he finally looked up shutting the door behind him.
The group inside seemed to be on edge, large blank eyes analyzing his every movement. He began to feel self conscious reaching into his pocket to for another cigarette as three automatics locked on him, fingers resting on the trigger. His green gaze slid up first to the blond individual, his shoulder length fringe falling over a very feminine looking face. He was the origin of the distasteful creak of leather, the trousers skin tight and half vest coming to an abrupt stop right above his belly button. The cold ice blue gaze that rested on Matt was enough to stop his hands as his emerald gaze shifted towards the small boy sitting on the bed. White hair fell over his dark gaze his automatic held at a textbook angle at Matts heart, white sleeves of his pajama top fell over his hands though Matt doubted that would hinder his shooting ability. Finally his gaze locked upon the only female in the room her bright gaze locked on his own though unlike the other two she seemed to be searching for a reason not to shoot.
Matt's eyes ran around the room several times wondering silently if they would choose to shoot him without knowing who he was. He knew that he didn't give them a reason just yet but they seemed antsy so he decided his best choice of action would be not to move and wait for one of them to speak.
"Name yourself." The command finally came from the freak in leather as he adjusted himself the automatic still trained on Matt as he leaned forward to get a better look at the other. "Well kid we don't have all day."
Matt smirked taking this span to pull the cigarette out showing the others what it was clearly after hearing three prominent cocks of their guns. They were still on edge as he lit it buying time and taking a long soothing draft of nicotine. It rushed through his system calming him despite being threatened by three weapons and more threateningly three analytical minds."Well, name wise I'm Matt. Number, double O three." He shrugged but they didn't seem to relax a bit.
"It sounds reasonable." The white-haired teen offered. "His number is positioned between two and four. One is here therefore I am 56% sure he is the missing member of this room." His eyes were flashing around the room before resting once again on Matt as the girl nodded but didn't make a move to drop a weapon.
The girly man rolled his eyes, "Bullshit. How do we know the rooms not bugged and he was sent by someone to ambush and kill us."
Matt shrugged, "You're not dead or ambushed yet?" He offered. "Permission to blow my smoke?" The female nodded her eyes traveling from the blond to the albino looking boy.
Her voice was timid and soft once she finally decided to speak, "W-Well you checked the room yourself for bugs when we arrived and then interrogated the rest of us." She stood shuffling forward, her shoes tapping even against the carpet as she closed the distance between the herself and Matt. "I-I myself am only 52% sure but maybe 002 has analyzed something I myself have missed though I believe he has made his conclusion upon the numbers and the numbers only. The room indeed could be bugged and we could be surrounded but it wouldn't make sense unless the three of us have been tracked to this location."
Matt could see her clearly now his emerald orbs running over her several times. She was clearly beautiful but it took him a few seconds to concentrate on whom she was. Her face had graced hundreds of magazine covers, the flawless skin the envy of millions of girls over several continents, other worldly intelligent midnight blue eyes analyzing his own features before she smiled. He couldn't believe one of L's agents was the international icon, musical sensation Rebecca Borrows.
The sound of someone clearing their throat caused Matt to spin locking eyes with an older gentleman dressed in a expensive suit white hair and moustache which instantly brought the alert factor down as Rebecca moved away back to her seat all three guns had been lowered at the sight of her smile but they were instantly put away when the older man appeared.
He smiled gently reminding Matt of the day he had been approached by the man to become an agent. "Mail Jeevas, your unique talents have been recognized by the international mystery solver L. He has sent me to ask of you to become one of his operatives so we can utilize your skills to help change the world and make it a better place. Of course you will be paid for your help, money is only a number you have to name."
That was all he needed to hear, that he could make the world better with his criminal skills though the mention of money was what really helped him agree in the end. In the beginning it was easy stuff like burglaries but it quickly progressed to long dead cold cases that he was told to solve for money. In the end money really was nothing but a number all he had to do was ask, for a reasonable price of course and he was jetted off to the crime scene or off to buy a new hit game. He was changing the world one case at a time and still able to have his livelihood. It didn't get better than that.
The man, Quillish Watari, made his way past Matt who remained at the door watching the man silently setting up a computer screen opening it as a gothic L appeared on the screen. He turned to the group bowing, "You all know me, and my voice but please meet your employer. You are now speaking with L, L you are now listening in on your agents."
The room remained silent for several minutes each person anticipating the response from L. Watari silently remained to the side of the computer his hands folded together in a business like stance his words lingering in the stale air.
"Welcome Nate River, Mail Jeevas, Crimson Chaikovskaya and Mihael Keehl." The voice clearly electronic rasped through the computer before pausing again. "It's my pleasure to make your acquaintanceship, I am L. I have called you here for a very special reason which of course is a great honor for a group such as yourselves that have all added great things under your belts. Near with your Mathematical mind and owning the greatest toy manufacturing company in the world. Matt with your brilliant hacker mind. Mello with your chain of chocolate stores and last but certainly not least Rebecca with your record deal. With all of your young ages you had to manipulate the world around you to get to where you are today."
Mello sighed bored of listening to the praises sat up, "And this great thing you called us here for?"
"Ah yes. The prize is to become my heir. The heir to L." There were four catches of breath and a soft automated laugh. "And now for the rest."
[The beginning is taken from the current wallpaper on my computer. It gave me the idea I guess...if I get reviews I'll totally type another chapter though I doubt anyone will bother reading. I have no idea who er made the wallpaper or where I found it but it's bloody brilliant. so yeah please review, maybe give me some ideas? Also give me some ideas on what you think the other characters should be. Light, Matsuda, Mikami ect...
Also I'm looking for someone to read over it before I post to find errors and tell me what doesn't make sense. Just contact me. Thanks!]
He was sure the others were dying to find out who the other 'operatives' were though he could continue the rest of the missions without knowing. It was said that the only reason the group of them were meeting was because 'L' was worried they would end up running into each other while working cases because many of the recent ones were overlapping without meaning to. The only person he was interested in meeting was the mysterious 'L'. He was like Charlie from Charlie's Angels, always heard but never seen which had to give way to plenty of suspicion of who he was.
The red head lit the cigarette pulling a vanilla envelop out of his other pocket a key slipping into his hand. He sat it aside rereading the letter he was sent in the mail to his personal address.
003,
It comes to my attention that you may or may not have recently identified several other operatives that I, L, have sent out into the field. If you have not then you will be meeting with them in a disclosed location. For obvious reasons I will not be joining the group of you in the location though I sincerely apologize. I will tell you on the other hand that we will, in upcoming days be in close contact with one and another. You were chosen, as you well know, for your special skills in the field to bring criminals to justice and that is the reason that I will one day show myself to you. We share a divine future. Meet at Daviy Aleey Hotel on the east side of Los Angeles at noon on Wednesday. The room number will be sent to you later. Good luck and thank you, L.
He was late, it was already one as he brought himself to step out of the car and stroll forward. It took a while to locate the room hidden from public view in the back of the hotel completely separate sitting alone a ways away. It looked small on the outside like a tiny shop, two windows on either side of the door and a crumbling rarely traveled walkway as he approached the door painted what looked like a rusty red colour.
Matt breathed in deeply checking his automatic in his waistband not sure why he would need weapons among friends but he could never be too careful as he unlocked the door pushing it open his red fringe blocking the room from view. He could hear shuffling stop in the distance an a distasteful sound of leather creaking as he finally looked up shutting the door behind him.
The group inside seemed to be on edge, large blank eyes analyzing his every movement. He began to feel self conscious reaching into his pocket to for another cigarette as three automatics locked on him, fingers resting on the trigger. His green gaze slid up first to the blond individual, his shoulder length fringe falling over a very feminine looking face. He was the origin of the distasteful creak of leather, the trousers skin tight and half vest coming to an abrupt stop right above his belly button. The cold ice blue gaze that rested on Matt was enough to stop his hands as his emerald gaze shifted towards the small boy sitting on the bed. White hair fell over his dark gaze his automatic held at a textbook angle at Matts heart, white sleeves of his pajama top fell over his hands though Matt doubted that would hinder his shooting ability. Finally his gaze locked upon the only female in the room her bright gaze locked on his own though unlike the other two she seemed to be searching for a reason not to shoot.
Matt's eyes ran around the room several times wondering silently if they would choose to shoot him without knowing who he was. He knew that he didn't give them a reason just yet but they seemed antsy so he decided his best choice of action would be not to move and wait for one of them to speak.
"Name yourself." The command finally came from the freak in leather as he adjusted himself the automatic still trained on Matt as he leaned forward to get a better look at the other. "Well kid we don't have all day."
Matt smirked taking this span to pull the cigarette out showing the others what it was clearly after hearing three prominent cocks of their guns. They were still on edge as he lit it buying time and taking a long soothing draft of nicotine. It rushed through his system calming him despite being threatened by three weapons and more threateningly three analytical minds."Well, name wise I'm Matt. Number, double O three." He shrugged but they didn't seem to relax a bit.
"It sounds reasonable." The white-haired teen offered. "His number is positioned between two and four. One is here therefore I am 56% sure he is the missing member of this room." His eyes were flashing around the room before resting once again on Matt as the girl nodded but didn't make a move to drop a weapon.
The girly man rolled his eyes, "Bullshit. How do we know the rooms not bugged and he was sent by someone to ambush and kill us."
Matt shrugged, "You're not dead or ambushed yet?" He offered. "Permission to blow my smoke?" The female nodded her eyes traveling from the blond to the albino looking boy.
Her voice was timid and soft once she finally decided to speak, "W-Well you checked the room yourself for bugs when we arrived and then interrogated the rest of us." She stood shuffling forward, her shoes tapping even against the carpet as she closed the distance between the herself and Matt. "I-I myself am only 52% sure but maybe 002 has analyzed something I myself have missed though I believe he has made his conclusion upon the numbers and the numbers only. The room indeed could be bugged and we could be surrounded but it wouldn't make sense unless the three of us have been tracked to this location."
Matt could see her clearly now his emerald orbs running over her several times. She was clearly beautiful but it took him a few seconds to concentrate on whom she was. Her face had graced hundreds of magazine covers, the flawless skin the envy of millions of girls over several continents, other worldly intelligent midnight blue eyes analyzing his own features before she smiled. He couldn't believe one of L's agents was the international icon, musical sensation Rebecca Borrows.
The sound of someone clearing their throat caused Matt to spin locking eyes with an older gentleman dressed in a expensive suit white hair and moustache which instantly brought the alert factor down as Rebecca moved away back to her seat all three guns had been lowered at the sight of her smile but they were instantly put away when the older man appeared.
He smiled gently reminding Matt of the day he had been approached by the man to become an agent. "Mail Jeevas, your unique talents have been recognized by the international mystery solver L. He has sent me to ask of you to become one of his operatives so we can utilize your skills to help change the world and make it a better place. Of course you will be paid for your help, money is only a number you have to name."
That was all he needed to hear, that he could make the world better with his criminal skills though the mention of money was what really helped him agree in the end. In the beginning it was easy stuff like burglaries but it quickly progressed to long dead cold cases that he was told to solve for money. In the end money really was nothing but a number all he had to do was ask, for a reasonable price of course and he was jetted off to the crime scene or off to buy a new hit game. He was changing the world one case at a time and still able to have his livelihood. It didn't get better than that.
The man, Quillish Watari, made his way past Matt who remained at the door watching the man silently setting up a computer screen opening it as a gothic L appeared on the screen. He turned to the group bowing, "You all know me, and my voice but please meet your employer. You are now speaking with L, L you are now listening in on your agents."
The room remained silent for several minutes each person anticipating the response from L. Watari silently remained to the side of the computer his hands folded together in a business like stance his words lingering in the stale air.
"Welcome Nate River, Mail Jeevas, Crimson Chaikovskaya and Mihael Keehl." The voice clearly electronic rasped through the computer before pausing again. "It's my pleasure to make your acquaintanceship, I am L. I have called you here for a very special reason which of course is a great honor for a group such as yourselves that have all added great things under your belts. Near with your Mathematical mind and owning the greatest toy manufacturing company in the world. Matt with your brilliant hacker mind. Mello with your chain of chocolate stores and last but certainly not least Rebecca with your record deal. With all of your young ages you had to manipulate the world around you to get to where you are today."
Mello sighed bored of listening to the praises sat up, "And this great thing you called us here for?"
"Ah yes. The prize is to become my heir. The heir to L." There were four catches of breath and a soft automated laugh. "And now for the rest."
[The beginning is taken from the current wallpaper on my computer. It gave me the idea I guess...if I get reviews I'll totally type another chapter though I doubt anyone will bother reading. I have no idea who er made the wallpaper or where I found it but it's bloody brilliant. so yeah please review, maybe give me some ideas? Also give me some ideas on what you think the other characters should be. Light, Matsuda, Mikami ect...
Also I'm looking for someone to read over it before I post to find errors and tell me what doesn't make sense. Just contact me. Thanks!]