Deathnote was standing in the window of an abandoned building, weighting for his target to appear. He had been told to capture her alive, which wouldn't be easy. From the information on the target, Oralee Blumenthal, AKA Aura, he couldn't take her head on. She would be able to block all of his attacks with her forcefield-like powers. He had to get her in a surprise attack, which was what he was planning as he watched the streets below, waiting for her to appear.
Deathnote pulled out a piece of paper as he waited, and began folding it. This was no ordinary piece of paper, though. It was even like his usual explosive paper. Like the explosive paper, it began to burn up upon human skin contact. but instead of setting off a sheet of explosives like his other paper, this one released gas with the fumes from the smoke of the burning paper, which would quickly knock out anyone who breathed it in.
After folding it to what he needed, Deathnote looked back to the street, watching it through the red visor of his motorcycle helmet. The man hiring him was paying big money for this Oralee girl, something about a big project of his. He had hired him as a guard as well for after Oralee was capture, which would hopefully be soon.
Deathnote pulled out a piece of paper as he waited, and began folding it. This was no ordinary piece of paper, though. It was even like his usual explosive paper. Like the explosive paper, it began to burn up upon human skin contact. but instead of setting off a sheet of explosives like his other paper, this one released gas with the fumes from the smoke of the burning paper, which would quickly knock out anyone who breathed it in.
After folding it to what he needed, Deathnote looked back to the street, watching it through the red visor of his motorcycle helmet. The man hiring him was paying big money for this Oralee girl, something about a big project of his. He had hired him as a guard as well for after Oralee was capture, which would hopefully be soon.