This was born of boredom while washing dishes. The idea wouldn't leave me alone and I ended up writing it.

Disclaimer:

I don't own Death Note

Prologue

Near was sitting on the floor building with Lego when his laptop next to him chimed to alert him to a incoming email.

He glanced over before blinking at email address.

Watari-yeah-im-dead-at-(nothingness)

Near's mouth opened slightly and he clicked on the link, waiting on bated breath to see the email message.

"Hello Nate Rivers,

I know that both the email address and the fact that I know your real name would come as a shock to you. Rest assured, I am not interested in harming you. Not that I really could, I'm dead which would make that rather difficult.

My actual purpose for contacting you is to invite you to the first ever multi-dimension chat room that will connect to Shinigami, the dead, and those on earth all at once.

A bridge between dimensions so to speak that will allow everyone to speak without the messy bloodshed that comes with communicating face to face.

The chat room will pop up on your screen at noon tomorrow. You can then come your screen name and enter the chat room.

I hope to see you there!

Watari"

Near's jaw dropped. A message from Watari who was most definitely dead?! That was impossible...

Wasn't it?

So what did you think? Reviews are welcome! Flames shall be laughed at, posted for others to laugh at, and ignored as I continue the story.