Soji Note
The human whose name is written in this Note shall be beaten up by Seta Soji until they cry.

Light looked at the Note left on the ground. It resembled his Death Note, and yet on the front were the words “Soji Note.” What it amounted to was a name. Soji meant nothing in English or Japanese. Light stared at it from his school window dazedly. His Death Note was packed safely away in the desk he had designed back home, but here laying in the exact same place the Death Note was left was a Soji Note. As the end of school was sounded by the chiming of bells, Light walked out to the Soji Note. It was black and leather bound just like the Death Note, but people seemed to ignore it as they had the Death Note. I wonder if Soji is the name of a shinigami. Light thought. It was plausible to a certain extent, but as Light touched the Soji Note and found no shinigami watching over it, he opened the Note.
Inside the Note were a set of rules just like the Death Note, but these were far weirder. The first one stated that the human whose name was written in the Not shall be beaten up by Seta Soji until they cry. What kind of Note is that? Light wondered.
The second was even more buzzer than the first. If you write the cause of being beaten up, the person will be beat up that way. If you don’t write the cause, the person will simply be beaten up by a rampaging Seta Soji. This is so a fake Light thought, but the eerily similarities between the two forced Light to take the Note and put it in his bag.
Soji lay staring at the ceiling of her room at the House. There was nothing to do, and her newest book had been finished three hours ago. Ryuza had suggested going outside and playing a sport, but Soji knew from past experiences that she sucked and that was that. Then Amy tried to convince her to hear one of the stories of the great three successors which Soji instinctively tuned out. A fan circulated air currents through the room, but Soji felt it was still too hot. It was as if a fire were burning somewhere in the House. Suddenly things began to grow blurry and fogged. She felt her body move off the bed, but was not sure what was happening. It was as if she was seeing herself from another point of view. Somehow she had changed into her karate clothes and was walking down the Tokyo Street and towards a prison. Then Soji did something she felt broke every law of physics imaginable. She walked through a wall!
The prison was dark and depressing, but the faces of prisoners created depth to the otherwise bleak area. Soji felt no hate to any of the people there, but she suddenly went on a rampaged and beat the daylights out of one of the prisoners. Then her body commanded her to walk away, but she did not go home. Instead, she walked down foreign streets and wound up at the house of Light Yagami. Soji scaled the siding easily and climbed through Light’s window.
Light looked up as a green haired girl came through his window. The Soji Note was still on his desk, and he had tested it on one of the criminals in a local jail. The fogginess went from Soji’s mind, and once more she had control.
“You!” Soji nearly yelled, “What in hell did you do?!”
Light was thrown back by the angry words of this green haired girl. She said the most fowl things in both English and Japanese. Swearing almost sounded like her religion. As Soji heard herself yelling, she began to wonder what was wrong with her. She had never been this mad before. That was something that Mellow usually did.
“Now tell me what you did!” Soji finished after a long rant about how Light must have been born in a trash bin in Afghanistan to be such a bad person.
“I have no idea what you were yelling about,” Light answered as calmly as possible to this angry demon like girl.
“You did something! I just walked through a wall and beat up a guy in jail till he cried!” Soji flared at Light.
“It worked?” Light asked stunned. So a person really did get beaten up if he wrote the name down. This could be very useful.
“What do you mean it worked?! Was it some kind of drug that makes hallucinations or did I really just walk through a wall and then scale your house to get in!” Soji asked angrily shaking Light like a toy.
Light slipped his hand towards the Soji Note, but Soji noticed it first.
“A Soji Note? What are you a kind of stalker?” Soji asked her temper about to explode.
“That Note is nothing!” Light said too hastily and Soji read his action as scrupulous and grabbed up the Note. As her eyes read over the rules, Soji felt anger go through her like a bullet. Was this the form of control? Even if it wasn’t I have to destroy it and beat the daylights out of this guy.
Soji looked to some homework that Light had been doing and read off his name.
“Light Yagami,” Soji read as she wrote the name in this book. In a split second she was back in the hallucination and was beating up Light. Finally he was knocked out and beads of tears escaped from his eyes. So the book works! Well you will never control me again! Soji grabbed the book and climbed down from the window.
Back at the Wammery House, Soji burned the Note in the back yard so no one could use it again. Then she looked out at the beautiful new day that had formed, went back to her room, kicked Amy out, and went to sleep.