Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Agent 003 ❯ Mission two: Data ( Chapter 2 )

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Mission two: Data

The tension in the room could be sliced with a knife. With each passing moment that L had remained silent on the other end it was driving the room insane, all except Watari who seemed to be completely calm in the eye of the storm. He kept his head down though they all knew that he was watching them individually for something. What that something was they weren't sure but L had to be serious if he sent the white haired man as his messenger.

"And now for the rest of of this my agents." Even though they couldn't see him they could tell he was smiling. "Last week, you most likely heard of the murder of the super model Anastasia Rowe? The culprit supposedly broke into her summer home strangled her with pantyhose and escaped out of the window and fled before her bodyguard checked on her for bed. There was indeed a ten minute interval where the bodyguard was to check on her and the glass was broken and someone slipped inside. The house is average sized, made of stone for a solid structure and was built recently. I shall send the pictures, are your minds already rolling?" He asked tauntingly.

Mello shifted a bit, Matt moving forward from where he was leaning against the wall to get a better look at the horrific scene. The woman had been undressed, her doll like form laying on the floor a top a plush bear pelt. A fire had been blazing in the background embers still burning as an afterthought. The glass, broken a few pieces littering the wooden floor in front of the sliding glass. The bathroom light was still on as if she had just exited when her attacker found her. The bed was still made, a few drawers had been opened making it seem like a rape, murder robbery though something about the scene didn't sit right to the group as they slowly ripped their eyes away from the scene. They all knew there was something wrong but no one spoke out respectfully Mello and Rebecca bowing their heads in a silent prayer both crossing themselves afterwards.

L continued after the group was done reading making them all twitch. The room was bugged they had missed the damn bug. Oh he was good but they didn't expect no less from someone like L. "She was dead for longer than an hour as you can tell from her body. What else can you tell?"

"The body was moved after death. Judging from the lights in the bathroom she was murdered most likely there and moved later. Though it appears there's been a rape there are no signs of a struggle. She has no lacerations on her body from the angles I can see which I'll make a guess there are none. Also it seems like someone attempted to steal the ruby ring off of her hand and she was holding something during her death. It seems to have been taken from her after death, slid out of her hand because the hand has remained closed." Rebecca said from beside Matt her legs cross eyes still critical as they ran through the room. "She was holding the poker to the fire place which is missing from it's stand. Potential murder weapon."

"Very good Rebecca. You got all that from the scene, more than the police. Mello, what what have you gathered from the room she's in?" He questioned as Mello sighed.

"The glass from the sliding door has been moved. Most likely broken from the inside out and when the culprit realized the mistake moved some of the glass inside to give the allusion that it was broken from the outside. The glass laying on the wood is too far away from the sliding door also the amount of noise that would have made should have triggered the bodyguard right away. He sucks at his job or he's the murderer. As for the rest of the room, the poker is indeed missing but it's not a weapon. She's laying on top of a white pelt, certainly there would have been blood. She wasn't killed in the bathroom she was killed where she is laying currently. From the position of the body she fell, grabbing the sheets of the bed. Someone remade it after her death." He frowned taking a bit from his chocolate bar. "Intriguing."

"Indeed." L's voice broke though. "Now Matt please tell us what's wrong with the bodyguards story based on your fellow agents words."

Matt nodded, it was his time to shine finally. The other two were certainly interesting enough. "As for the bodyguards statement that there was a whole ten minutes before he saw her again. She was dead for at least an hour before he called the police to come in. It seems as if he cleaned up the scene to make it look as if someone broke in and killed her though it's unreasonable for him to lie if he knew that there would be people investigating to take apart his story piece by piece." He frowned there wasn't much to say about the bodyguard.

"Interesting thoughts." L replied seemingly preoccupied at the moment before getting quiet again.

Near who had been sitting silently nearly the whole time they had been speak with L spoke out. "It's my turn if I'm not mistakened?" He asked twirling a strand of white hair. "The body wasn't moved after death she indeed fell in that position though it seems more natural. If she had been moved it would have to be a staged posed, the bed was indeed remade but what are the chances that when she's falling that she managed to grab the blankets unless there was a snag there already? Really unlikely. The robbery was staged but it is an attempted robbery. The bodyguard didn't murder her though he did attempt to rob her and when he realized it was going to be pinned on him he staged the murder and the robbery he was hoping would keep the police desk jockeys busy so that he wouldn't go to jail afterwards. The poker is just missing, just because there was a fire doesn't mean the poker was used for anything. Oh my, the pokers gone? So? There was no blood, no blunt force, oh I'm going to poke you to death." He sighed in his dull monotone voice before beginning. "The pantyhose were tied around her neck after she was dead, she wasn't strangled. I would suggest natural causes." He offered as the room stared at him blankly.

Rebecca smiled clapping her hands, "Oh 001 did you get all that really? You're brilliant."

Mello hissed, "Were all those sarcastic remarks directed towards me you albino aspergers baby?" He nearly screamed standing up as Rebecca whimpered softly moving back a bit. Mello was a bit...hot tempered. "You think you're funny don't you?"

"Hilarious." The remark came softly though the same dead pan tone.

It only took a second before the automatics were back out though this time there were only three. Matt to Mello, Mello to Near and Near to Mello. Sadly Rebecca was caught in the crossfire of it all willing herself to say silent and calm in the transactions surrounding her.

"Put it down Mello." Matt spoke softly looking at the temperamental blond man who glared in his direction. "He didn't mean what he said, you started it. All he did was put in his money like you did. Okay his response was a bit sarcastic but then again he picked apart Rebecca and mine also. It wasn't personal."

Mello didn't seem to want to hear it, "Fuck off. Stop talking to me like you know me you damn fire crotch."

Matt twitched, as serious as this situation was that remark stung. He couldn't help the colour of his hair. "Take it back you fuck!" He screamed losing his cool next.

"Oh yeah like I am!" Mello was alternating now between Matt and Near who was still holding his automatic in textbook aim at a vital point to bring the blond down the second that he made the wrong move. "Did that hurt you little freak?"

Matt snarled, "I'm the freak! I'm not the one running around in ninety degree weather wearing skin tight leather you fucking faggot!" Matt stepped forward as Mello snapped the gun in his direction.

"Children!" L snapped as the group jumped a soft whimper leaving Rebecca. "Mello stop being so hot tempered it's going to do nothing but get you killed. Matt what colour your body hair is, is your concern. Near, good job defending yourself. Rebecca next time attempt to move. You're not a living shield for anyone in this room if anything you should be protected seeing as you're female." He sighed apparently waiting for the weapons to go away again. Near lowered his first, Mello next smirking triumphantly as if he had won something and Matt last though he wasn't actually going to shoot anyone anyway. It was more for show than anything else though he had lost his cool for a second. Damn blond.

"I'm sorry Sensei." Rebecca commented softly from her seat in front of Near.

He sighed, "You didn't do anything but be a target. Just don't next time, caught in the cross fire of Mello's blaze is a bad thing. But what Near said before was a completely correct analyzing of the moment after compiling all of your theories in his mind. He was correct, Mello. It wasn't a personal hit to your intelligence though you seemed to think so." He grew silent. "To his last point, natural causes, that's the kicker. Anastasia Rowe died of a heart attack. She was only nineteen and in perfect heath on her last trip to the doctor. Why would a perfect normal girl die of a heart attack suddenly?"

The group was stunned but the realization came quickly, "Kira." It was said in unison by everyone except Near who continued to stare at the computer which had reverted to the gothic L on the screen.

"Kira indeed. Your mission, find out why Kira would want to kill a seemingly innocent nineteen year old woman with her whole life ahead of her. But nothing is this easy, you are to work with a partner one of your fellow agents. From the group that completes the mission first and catches Kira from the clues I shall pick my successor."

"Kira had ties to this girl?" Rebecca asked softly.

"Indeed."

L grew silent for a few minutes. "I wash my hands of the Kira case. It now belongs to the four of you. Watari will give you your partner from all he's seen in the room today. Good luck and I'll be keeping in touch." After a few seconds the screen went blank leaving the group questioning what was about to happen as Watari strolled forward closing the computer and packing it back up in his same slow casual manner.

Afterwards he turned back to the group a gentle smile on his wrinkled features. "Here you are." He handed out an envelope to each of the group before heading for the door without another word.

Matt frowned watching Mello hastily tear open his envelop open before tossing it aside. He scowled at the paper before tossing it aside also poutingly crossing his arms. The group leaned around it, 'Hasty as always Mello. The rest of the envelops are empty. The pairings are as followed, Mello and Matt. Rebecca and Near. Good luck I'm trusting in you. ~L'

Matt sighed, the blond? Seriously? And to think he would have enjoyed basking in the presence of the beautiful female? Well Mello almost looked female...if he had boobs. Damn.

Another hour passed filled with Mello's bruiting and a soft conversation in the corner before Rebecca stood with Near. "It's been simply amazing meeting you both 002 and 003 but I must be on my way. I have a plane to catch and it has been decided that 001 shall accompany me." She bowed slightly the gun she wielded gone suddenly as she moved towards the door Near followed before Mello leap up catching the boy with his toned arm.

He smirked at the wide eyed boy, "Don't let me catch you lurking anywhere kid." He hissed threatening before tossing him forward. Near spun retreating in the safety of the outside world as the door shut behind the two of them.

Just the two of them left as he sighed. "We should get going-"

"Back to your place. We'll base ourselves there. No questions, I'll follow you." Mello said standing striding to the door jerking it open before glancing back. "You're not moving fast enough."

Matt frowned taking a second to catch up to the other. "...Right. Okay." He rolled his eyes unsure he was going to be able to get along with the other for this long. It could be a while to catch Kira but he'd just have to deal. Mello sure as hell would have to deal also.

He watched the blond man stride to his motorcycle before placing the helmet on his head. He smirked climbing into his own car and starting the engine. As he sat there smoking his first cigarette in hours he couldn't help but smirk. Oh this was going to be better than any video game had to offer him that was for sure.

~ Good luck my Agents.

[Well there's the second chapter! I finally did it after a while 3 hours of writing. I seriously had no idea where to take this but I think it'll pick up from here. I love this Fanfic though. Also, as usual! Please! Please! Please! Review for meh! I'll update faster and love you forever!]