This is an excerpt from my AU Death Note Fan Fiction. This is the first of several excerpts I will be posting here. Do take note that I am only posting no more than 2 paragraphs and that this story is for Mature audiences. I will however for Gaia's rules, be posting the paragraphs are are PG-13.
Chapter 1 excerpt
A knock on the door interrupted him out of his thoughts; he directs his view to the door where the resident Rookie, a young Japanese American named Matsuda had already let himself in, much to the blonde’s annoyance.
“What is it, Matsuda?” asked the blonde, sighing to emphasize his point.
“I have those 3 files that you requested last month. It was hell getting them here.” Mihael got up and took the files from the young law enforcement member, who politely bowed and took his leave. He returns to his seat and slaps the small pile on the desk, studying them before taking the top file, opening it before lazily scanning it over. These ones were from overseas cases that were no doubt costly in their delivery, plenty of red tape to go through at that. He scanned at the name as it came into his awareness, this one was from the Orphanage in Dublin, Ireland: Mail Jeevas.
It was by no means a cold case, but made the request in hopes that one day he could reunite with his old friend. He had been out of his life for 9 years already. He’d actually forgotten what he’d looked like in his youth. The dirty blonde haired, grey-blue eyed youth that stared back at him brought back those memories long stored away. He knew Mail was half Irish and Swedish, but had taken the Swedish side of his heritage entirely. He was obviously his father’s son, but then again, his mother did not hold any of the traditional traits by the photo he was currently holding. His mother had reddish brown hair and hazel eyes. From what he read in the case file, Mail’s parents were dealing in some illegal matters and were eventually killed when some hit men entered their home and murdered them in front of him. Thankfully there was a witness who’d called the local law enforcement who saw the young boy and promptly removed him from the scene and made arrangements for him to be moved into an orphanage if no relatives were able to identify him. He was only 4 at the time; 4 years old and having witnessed the death of his parents. That said something about why the fellow blonde haired youth had issues seeing pictures of anything that had died.
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