Beatrix looked back into the dense London fog ; person was following her. Turning into the adjacent alleyway she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to take her animation. The soft click on the street stones plus an even softer tapping let her know they were close. A moment later a hooded figure started to change state the corner when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the hood completely off the figure.

"Damn it, Beatrix !"The headless trunk issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to find fault up the skull head that was rolling on the reason."If I wasn't absolutely I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing gag as the body placed the skull forefront back on the body covering it with the hood. Beatrix had already taken the ? What the underworld ? Was this a scythe ? Strange, she thought, she could almost feel the damn thing vibrating in her hands as if it was alive !

pickings another flavor at the image she gasped, she'd be damned if he ( she guessed ) didn't look like Death !"Uh huh. Who sent you ? The agency ? No one exterior of them knows who I am !"

There was a moment of muteness then the figure said,"All will be revealed when you manus me back my scythe."

Her eyes narrowing, she laughed,"Do I look that stupid ? Hand a weapon system back to an obvious foeman ? No, I think I'll bent on to this."

There was a sigh then the figure spoke again,"You don't know who I am, do you ? I made a mistake mentation that you would go down that easy. Alright, I am open up to dialogue, what do you desire in Order I regain my scythe ?"

Beatrix could only stare at him : negotiate ? What in the sin was he on about ?"You're right about one matter, I am UNSURE as to whom you are. The weapon though I am very indisputable about, at present, I think it unwise to return it."

Again the hooded figure gave a sigh,"You don't realize the implication of you not returning it to me. I have a job to ..."

"Oh I'm sure you do but I don't intend to be a victim of yours,"Beatrix spit back at the figure.

Shaking its head a present moment, then figure nodded to Beatrix,"Alright, what do you want to know ? Afterward, perhaps we can talk about me regaining my scythe, okay ?"

Beatrix thought a moment. She'd never seen an broker nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, kickoff head, who in the fuck are you ? minute, how in the Hell were you able to be me ? tierce, who do you play for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a fall guy. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Kelt, Smierc by the shine, Hel by the Norse, big businessman Yama by the Hindu, Yama by the Chinese. Do you demand more ? I have been called death instinct by the Greek, though the name you might know of outdo is Grim Reaper,"the digit said, shocking Beatrix a moment.

She almost dropped the scythe observation as the figure tried to suddenly lunge and wrench it from her grasp."Uh, uh, uh, I don't think so ! So you expect me to trust that you are expiry ? If I remember right you can take any life just by your touch."

Nodding slowly as the design picked itself off the dry land, it stated,"Under normal circumstances that would be reliable, but you hold the scythe. I demand you give it to me ! I have to sustain all the appointments that were made for today."

Still not truly believing the fig she stood there her bobby pin increasing upon the handle."I need proof, now !"

"I can't take a soul before it's appointed time. I can't just take a individual without the noesis, that is with the scythe. What has happened today is extremely rarefied. You are a rare person indeed. Now then, may we delight finish our line so I can cover on ?"decease asked Beatrix, though she could see that he was still trying to picture a way to wrest the scythe from her.

"Okay, suppose that I believe you ? You were talking about a heap ?"This seemed to gain vigor up the figure of Death.

Shaking his straits emphatically, death knew he had her."Yes, a quite a little, what is it that you like ? Power, money, eternal life ? What can I contribute you that will have you relinquish it ?"

Beatrix could only shake her head, why was it just her that saw him ?"Why am I the only one that can see you ?"

"Your time was twelve minutes ago, one can always see me when their fourth dimension is upon them. As I said, you are a rare case in that you not only heard me but saw me Sooner. I can accord you anything that you want,"Death said, a bit of hope edging its voice.

"Anything huh ? I seriously doubt that ! If you really are Death then you know what I want. You also know that no one or thing can ever grant it !"Beatrix expectoration out at the fig of Death.

"What ? You are right, there is only one who can and they are the sole one who can,"Death said, a scandalise sound in its voice.

"I thought so ! good day, asshole !"Laughing, Beatrix started to walk away with the scythe in hand.

"WAIT !"She heard the voice of death behind her."You can't do this ! Those whose clock time is at an end must be released or the world will grow unbalanced ! Beatrix ! check ! This will end the world !"

Whirling, she saw that destruction was trying to captivate up to her."thoroughly ! You took him when you shouldn't have, so if the human race ends then so be it ! Now unless you have a solution then I will be going, though ..."Beatrix looked at dying."I could use this on you, as I remember it is the only thing that can ruin Death."

There was a strive consequence of silence then a booming noise was heard. Sighing, Death looked at Beatrix,"Now you've done it ! They are on the way."

Beatrix stood business firm. She knew something was coming, something far more mighty than Death. Something powerful enough to take a leak Death milkshake and cower. The booming increased then a multitude of winged ? Angels ? Appeared before her. Beatrix wasn't sure. Then a voice spoke to her.

"Beatrix, I have felt the pain that you are feeling. If we restore him to you, then will you let go the scythe ?"The beautiful, powerful voice asked her.

"As long as I can be there with him, watch him grow, not cut down by a drunk idiot. I also want to remember with elongated life."Beatrix knew she was pushing it a little, but this was for him.

There was a moment of pause before the voice said,"The desire of your beloved has been granted. please remember that I love him as I do you. pass on the scythe to death and then all will be right."

Beatrix nodded, tears filling her eyes. It was almost too good to be truthful. When she handed the scythe to Death, the wind started to swirl around her. Then all was gone.

Just then her five year old came flying out of the house. snag started again in her eyes. Tommy ? He was live ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the yard she started to osculate his little face. Beatrix blinked what in the Hell was going on ? She was in the battlefront pace of her old home plate, the dwelling that her son was ...

"mammy ? the lilliputian boy asked staring at her."Are you alright mommy ? You're crying, did you diminish down ?"

Laughing a niggling, Beatrix could only shake her point as she held the petty boy tighter to her. Suddenly, there was a squealing as a car came screaming down the street. Running over the sidewalk not twenty metrical unit from them, then back on the street before barreling past. Beatrix shook her pass as a dark hooded build saluted her and floated after the car .