Disclaimer- I do not own Death Note.

Prologue:

She opened her bright blue eyes to the bright morning sun leaking in through her pink curtains. Pink, probably her least favorite color, next to red.

"NAOMI!!" Her foster mother of five years yelled up the stairs. "BREAKFAST IS READY!!" Every morning consisted of the same routine. Breakfast with the family right before school. She threw her purple blanket and lighter purple sheets from her body and remade her bed when she was finally awake enough to get up. She walked to her closet and threw open the doors yawning one big yawn before she walked in. She looked to either side trying to decide which ugly shirt she would wear today.

It was overly obvious that she never picked out her own clothes. Her foster mother loved soo much to pick out her clothes that Naomi never once objected. She loved to see her new family happy.

"Naomi!!" Mellie, her foster sister, who was also adopted burst into the room in a happy frenzie. For some reason she was always hyper. But Naomi didn't mind. Mellie's mood always brightened the day. "We're having pancakes and sausage, isn't it wonderful." She spun around once with her arms in the air, displaying her happiness and sending her short brown hair flailing around her cheeks. Mellie was only seven years old and in first grade. She was about a foot shorter then Naomi who was ten and in fourth grade. The school wanted her and her older sister Liora, who was twelve and in sixth grade, to be transferred to the high school because they were smarter then the average fourth and sixth graders. They were both on the level of Juniors in high school. But their parents wanted them to get a full education, and so they were left in their normal grade levels.

"Mmmm, pancakes." Naomi said finally picking one of the least pink shirts she could find and changing for school. "Let's go!" Naomi grabbed her sister's arm and ran out the door.

As they sat at the table where their third sister and foster parents were they bowed their heads to pray. When they were finished they began eating as their parents watched them lovingly.

Looking at the three girls side by side you would think they were biological sisters, but none of them were. They were all adopted from the same orphanage at the same time, but none of them were related in any way.

Liora, the oldest, had long brown hair with unusual red eyes. She was carrying her new stuffed animal dog in her arms that she had gotten for her birthday a few days earlier. She was very outgoing and had a great confidence about her that helped her to succeed in school and any other challenges that would come her way. She had been taking karate lessons along with Naomi. And had also taking a liking to baking. She had made her own birthday cake and it amazed her foster parents to no end. It was shaped like a dog, which was her favorite animal. She was bound to have her own bakery when she got older and her parents were excited to find out how successful she would be.

Mellie, the youngest, sat in the middle with her short hair sticking out in every direction. Her mother would have to brush it before she let her run out the door for the bus. She also had one green and one blue eye. It was the cutest thing her mother had ever seen. If was very hard to tell what would become of her future, she was still too young.

And Naomi, the middle child. She had long brown hair that was a little darker then Liora's, but not as dark as Mellie's. She had bright blue eyes and a very loving and just as smart and confident as Liora. She was very good in her karate class and was also taking ballet. She showed soo much emotion on the dance floor and had already won several medals and trophies in both her extracaricular activites. Her future seemed very bright and full of activity. It was nearly impossible to know what she would do with her life, seeing as she was good at anything she set her mind to.

None of the girls had ever had a fight since they adopted them and had never fought since they had met eachother in the orphanage. They were all best friends, and now sisters.

"Time for school girls." There dad swooped down and grabbed them in a hug while their mom got their bookbags. They were all giggling as they walked out the door.

"Hey, Naomi?" Mellie asked as they walked home from school.

"What?" Her and Liora were holding Mellie's hands and swinging her a little in between steps.

"What is a nerd?" She asked innocently.

"Did somebody call you that?" Liora asked as Mellie started skipping ahead of them. They both released her hands to watch as they walked.

"No..." She answered in an unsure tone. "They said that you two were."

Liora and Naomi looked at eachother with blank expressions. Neither girl had ever thought of themselves as nerds. They didn't have the goofy glasses and lisps that they thought of as being nerdy traits.

"I guess in a sense that we are smarter then regular kids our age, we are." Naomi suggested.

"I suppose." Liora agreed.

They heard sirens coming down the street in front of them and ran to the end of the block to see what was going on. The saw a firetruck speeding down the street and Liora reflexively grabbed Mellie's hand to keep her from walking out in front of it. They watched it pass and in the direction the saw it heading they also saw a lot of black smoke rising into the air. "LIORA!"

They both noticed at once and took off running towards the smoke. They stopped at the end of their street noticing that there was five houses on fire. FIVE. "No..."

Liora ran towards the house were they had been living for the last five years and burst into tears. A cop stopped the three of them from entering through the yellow security tape that blocked off the fires from the five houses.

They could only hope that their parents had been out getting food, or checking the mail, or even visiting their friends. But that was highly unlikely. They were always at home, waiting for them to get off school. It was then when they heard a heartbreaking scream from their house. It was their mother. She sounded like she was in soo much pain. Tears fell from Mellie's and Liora's eyes as they struggled to break the grip of the policeman. "MOMMA!!!" Mellie yelled through a sob.

It had been ten years since that fateful day.

But the pain was still there.

Soo much pain.

(-B Well this is the Prologue to my new story. Death Note is awesome. I hope I will get more reviews this time. And I hope you enjoy it. B-)

P.S. And for the record there will be differences to the ages of the original characters to make my life easier. :D