Beatrix looked back into the dense capital of the United Kingdom fog ; individual was following her. Turning into the next alleyway she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to take her sprightliness. The soft click on the street stones plus an even easygoing tapping let her know they were close. A moment later a hooded figure started to turn the turning point when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the strong-armer completely off the figure.

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

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

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

Her centre narrowing, she laughed,"Do I look that stupid ? Hand a artillery back to an obvious enemy ? No, I think I'll hang on to this."

There was a suspiration then the figure spoke again,"You don't know who I am, do you ? I made a mistake thinking that you would go down that easy. Alright, I am give to dialogue, what do you want in club I regain my scythe ?"

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

Again the hooded figure gave a sigh,"You don't realize the deduction 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 moment, then figure nodded to Beatrix,"Alright, what do you want to know ? Afterward, perhaps we can discuss me regaining my scythe, okay ?"

Beatrix thought a present moment. She'd never seen an agent nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, kickoff doubtfulness, who in the nookie are you ? irregular, how in the hell were you able to abide by me ? one-third, who do you work for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a fool. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Celts, Smierc by the refinement, Hel by the Northman, King Yama by the Hindustani, Yama by the Chinese. Do you demand more ? I have been called death wish by the Greek, though the gens you might know of best 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 compass."Uh, uh, uh, I don't think so ! So you expect me to believe that you are destruction ? If I remember rectify you can take any life just by your touch."

Nodding slowly as the figure picked itself off the ground, it stated,"Under convention circumstances that would be true, but you hold the scythe. I demand you give it to me ! I have to keep all the designation that were made for today."

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

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

"Okay, suppose that I believe you ? You were talking about a good deal ?"This seemed to perk up the figure of Death.

Shaking his head emphatically, Death knew he had her."Yes, a lot, what is it that you bid ? mogul, money, eternal life ? What can I give you that will take in you relinquish it ?"

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

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

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

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

"I thought so ! goodbye, arsehole !"Laughing, Beatrix started to walk away with the scythe in hand.

"WAIT !"She heard the part 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 disturbed ! Beatrix ! plosive consonant ! This will end the humans !"

gyration, she saw that Death was trying to catch up to her."GOOD ! You took him when you shouldn't have, so if the public ends then so be it ! Now unless you have a solution then I will be going, though ..."Beatrix looked at Death."I could use this on you, as I remember it is the only thing that can destroy Death."

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

Beatrix stood firm. She knew something was coming, something far more powerful than Death. Something powerful enough to wee-wee Death shake 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 annoyance that you are feeling. If we restore him to you, then will you release the scythe ?"The beautiful, powerful articulation asked her.

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

There was a moment of intermission before the vocalism said,"The desire of your love has been granted. Please remember that I love him as I do you. Hand the scythe to last and then all will be right."

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

Just then her five yr old came flying out of the house. Tears started again in her middle. Tommy ? He was live ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the yard she started to kiss his footling face. Beatrix blinked what in the hell was going on ? She was in the face yard of her old abode, the home that her son was ...

"mum ? the little boy asked staring at her."Are you alright mommy ? You're crying, did you fall down ?"

Laughing a little, Beatrix could only escape from her head as she held the little boy tighter to her. Suddenly, there was a squealing as a car came screaming down the street. Running over the pavement not twenty dollar bill foundation from them, then back on the street before barreling yesteryear. Beatrix shook her heading as a dark hooded figure saluted her and floated after the car .