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Y/n, a girl with wings on her back and a black cat at her side. Traveling through universes, her only real home being a pocket dimension in which she takes refuge in. Over the course of years, she’s accumulated many knick knacks, trinkets and other miscellaneous items from her adventures

But nothing can compare to one treasure she found in the world of Death Note…

*In her pocket dimension*

“Alright c/n, let’s get ready to go out” You say to your cat, he’s been with you for so long, and you’re so grateful to have one friend with you throughout this long and lonely journey

He meows excitedly in response, “‘kay, let’s go!” (Yes, you can understand your cat)

You bend down and pick him up, soft black fur brushing your face, and step out of the door of your room, you walk out into an abandoned building

“Nice… looks real cozy in here…” you say sarcastically “Well at least no one will find us here-” c/n chimes in

“Yeah, you’re right” you say absentmindedly as you wander around the building, taking in your surroundings

An important skill you’ve learned is to make sure to know your exits, as it might just save your life in a sticky situation-

The building you both are in is pretty high up, max 10 stories. The floor you’re on looks like it used to be an office space, somewhere where people would slave away in cubicles, working one of those horrible corporate jobs…

You shiver at the thought, “couldn’t be me~” you hum. A balcony overlooks a forest, its springtime. A city skyline is looks near, not too far, a short walk and you’ll be in the city…

Speaking of the city, you need to stock up on food, water, and snacks for the both of you. You don’t have any of this worlds currency yet so you’ll have to rely on another old skill of yours…

“Alright kitty, I’ll let you explore around the forest for a bit while I go get us some food, ok?” You tell him, he meows an “ok” in response as you walk to the edge of the rusty balcony with him cradled in your arms and make your black feathery wings appear

“I missed that feeling” you say excitedly, the sun warming your stiff wings back to life. You leap off the balcony and c/n clings to your shirt as he meows in fear, “HEY YOU GOTTA GIVE ME A WARNING BEFORE YOU DO THAAAAT!!” He yells angrily. “My bad!” You exclaim, the wind whooshing past your face

You near the ground as you spread your wings out further to catch yourself, you slowly flap your wings, lowering yourself onto the ground

“Whew-” you exhale, “that was a close one wasn’t it?” You say with a grin

“I hate you” your poor cat leapt out of your arms and laid down on the ground, like he’s trying to get in touch with the earth after that near death experience

You make your wings disappear for now and start heading down the conveniently placed pathway

“Don’t get into too much trouble now” you say mischievously

C/n meows in protest but you turn around to face the trees, and begin walking towards the city-

If you knew what would happen within the next few hours you would have turned yourself right back around…

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The path you’re walking on slowly changes from dirt to gravel then concrete, as the trees start to look more tailored and their placements planned.

You were in the outskirts of the city, not very busy at all, with the occasional person making their daily commute.

*Good,* you think to yourself, *not a lot of potential witnesses…*

You spot a small corner store and decide to make that one your target, silently apologizing in your head to whoever owned it

It didn’t help when you saw an old man behind the counter…

*I mean… at least he’s old?* you try to think positively as you walk into the store, *It’s fine, I’ll be in and out…*

“Hello miss!” The old man say cheerily

You pretend you didn’t hear the old man and ignore him

“How rude…” you hear him mumble under his breath

After a while you’ve picked out a few microwave meals, wet and dry cat food, and some toiletries, only the things you absolutely needed

You’ve gotten everything you came for and spot an opportunity to leave, as the old man starts falling asleep. However, you can’t help but be enticed as you walk past the fridges where the good desserts are-

You look at the old coot, then back at the strawberry shortcake that you could have sworn was calling your name…

You’re having an existential crisis in the middle of the dessert aisle of a 7-11. Do you grab the sweet treat you so badly wanted and risk your perfect opportunity to hightail it outta here? Or do you deprive yourself of sugar and happiness for the sake of “playing it safe?”

Well, whatever the consequences, you decide to indulge yourself, you open the fridge door with a loud “pop!” grab the small cake, and let go of the fridge door and start walking out-

Your carelessness does not go unpunished however, as the fridge door closes with a loud “smack!”

The old man wakes up with a start, looking around while mumbling about some, “Wha- who’s there? How can I help you?”

*Holy crap I’m screwed*

You hastily make your way towards the exit as the old manager sees you and barks out, “Hey, you! You have to pay for those!”

You push through the doors and start speed walking down the sidewalk, hoping that the old coot didn’t follow-

Oh he did

Before you got the chance to put some distance between you and the store, the manager started shouting out, “Thief! Thief! That woman right there! Dressed in the hoodie and black pants! She stole from my store!”

Unluckily for you, some cops who were on patrol in the area heard him, and are now chasing after you…

“Oh my god, this could not have gone any worse!” You say between gritted teeth

You look behind you and see two cops sprinting after you, you immediately start doing the same

“This is the MPD, stop right there! If you continue running we will have to use force!” One of the police officers shout after you

“Yeah right, force my ass” you say to yourself as you turn right into an alleyway

Dead end

“Fuck. Me.”

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“Where’d she go?!”

“I dunno, it’s like she disappeared?”

The officers search up and down the alley and check the surrounding streets and buildings, no sign of you anywhere

After making sure they’re gone you leap down from your hiding spot, you perched up on a large old pipe in the corner of the alley, thankful for the cover of night to conceal you and your wings

You fly up to the roof of the building you’re near and sit down near the roof access stairwell to catch your breath. Your back presses against the wall and you hug your knees against your chest

“All that for these stupid strawberry shortcakes, huh?” You hold up your bag of groceries, “Can’t a girl just have a sweet treat?” You lean your head against the cold concrete wall and take a deep breath in, the night air cooling your senses down

“I need to get back now,” you say urgently, the fact just now dawning on you that it’s gotten dark out. “C/n probably thinks I died or something”

You get up and start walking towards the edge of the building, you brandish your wings before the city below. With a little jump you take off into the air and make your way back to that decrepit building…

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You land on the balcony of your floor and make your way over to where the door is, it materializes in front of you and you turn the handle, walking into your room

Your cat is already sound asleep, you get ready for the night and give him a kiss on the head before falling asleep yourself

When you wake up, you make a plan: get a job and find the cheapest apartment you can. Easier said than done…

The next morning, after telling c/n the events that transpired last night over breakfast, you set out for the city

*In the city*

You walk past a cozy little cafe with a sign posted outside it “We’re hiring!” Although it didn’t look very frequented, you decided to give it a shot

*Perfect,” you say to yourself as you approach the door, the dude working behind the counter gives a bewildered look, as if he’s surprised someone’s actually here

“Uhh, w-what can I get you today?” His name tag says “leave me alone” so you still don’t know his name yet

“A job” you deadpan

“Oh uh, you’ll have to talk to the manager about that… oh! Uh right, let me go get him for you!” He hurriedly walks into the employees only area

You didn’t have to wait long until a man who you assume to be the manager walks out, he was short, a bit on the bigger side, and had a warm welcoming smile on his face

“Ah, welcome welcome!” He spoke with a thick Russian accent

You spoke with the man you come to know as Mr. Abbasov…

Fast forward to a few hours later and you’ve been hired at the cafe, that’s one thing on your checklist down!

Now you’re looking around for an apartment…

You find an old run down building and have a quick chat with the landlady, the apartment has some basic furnishings and most importantly, a TV, so you can learn more about the world you’re in

You make a deal with her, saying you’ll have rent at the end of the month…hopefully you will

You start to move things around and after a few more tiring days of walking/flying back and forth, moving some things into your new place, you decide to settle down and watch some TV with your cat

“Breaking news! A suspicious individual has been seen wandering the streets after hours, last week she was seen stealing from a 7-11 near the outskirts of the city.”

Your heart drops as you look at surveillance camera footage of yourself on TV. The second news anchor starts talking-

“Detectives believe this is their new number one suspect on the Kira case, as this mysterious woman does not seem to have a paper trail!” She says intriguingly

“Kira case…? What the heck is even that?” You say jokingly

You google on your new phone “Kira case” and you’re shocked at what you find, “I’m being accused of THAT?! These people are insane… ”

*A few weeks later, you are detained for suspicion of being Kira…*

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*1 week ago*

“Hey! Let me go!” You yell at the officer grabbing your arms. What was supposed to be a nice little stroll around town turned into a… less than ideal situation.

There are three officers surrounding you, two are big and burly, the third is a little on the leaner side. Earlier they were trying to get you to agree to come with them since they were apparently arresting anyone who “fit the profile”, yeah right…

It quickly escalated when you refused and the officers wouldn’t take no for an answer. After some quick thinking you decide to make a run for it, taking the path behind the smaller police officer.

You elbow the officer behind you right in the stomach and book it to your right, he doubles over in pain as you shove past the smaller cop. You run and run, even when your legs feel like they’re about to give out and your lungs feel like they’re on fire. You managed to make it pretty far before running out of stamina, and ended up having to catch your breath soon enough.

What you didn’t account for however, was the officers’ relentless chase. You only realize how screwed you really are once you turn around and get smacked upside the head with a baton, and pass out…

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You hear muffled footsteps and talking around you. You seem to be sitting down… somewhere? You open your eyes, vision still blurry from earlier as you take in your surroundings.

As your vision begins to clear, you notice that you’re sitting in an interrogation room, the fluorescent light above you making your head pound and your eyes water.

There’s someone sitting on the other end of the table in front of you.

Though he doesn’t look like an officer or detective, more like a… depressed college student? He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt with jeans from what you could tell, and he was sitting in a most unusual way. *What in the world is going on right now?*

In the middle of you trying to form a coherent thought, he starts talking, “Hello, I assume you have many questions for me, don’t you… Kira?” He says, his eyes are fixed on you with a calculating stare, as if trying to bore a hole straight through you and pry out the information he so desperately wants.

”K-Kira?” You stutter, still trying to make sense of everything. “You must have the wrong person then, my name is Luna, not Kira” You laugh nervously. *This is all a big misunderstanding, once they see that, I can go home, take a relaxing bath, and watch a movie with my cat.* You think to yourself, trying to calm your nerves.

“Hmm…” he hums thoughtfully. “It would be pretty bad if we got the wrong person, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. Besides,” he adds on, voice dropping lower, “I’m quite certain that you’re hiding something…”