Beatrix looked back into the dense capital of the United Kingdom fog ; someone was following her. Turning into the succeeding alley she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to take away her life story. The flabby pawl on the street Lucy Stone plus an even piano tapping let her know they were close. A here and now later a hooded soma started to turn the corner when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the hood completely off the figure.

"tinker's dam it, Beatrix !"The headless body issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to clean up the skull promontory that was rolling on the earth."If I wasn't dead I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing jest as the soundbox placed the skull brain back on the torso covering it with the goon. 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 manpower as if it was alive !

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

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

Her eyes narrowing, she laughed,"Do I look that stupefied ? Hand a artillery back to an obvious foeman ? No, I think I'll hang 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 air to negotiation, what do you want in order I regain my scythe ?"

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

Again the hooded figure gave a sigh,"You don't make the entailment 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 dupe of yours,"Beatrix spit back at the figure.

Shaking its header 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 second. She'd never seen an agent nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, foremost doubt, who in the shtup are you ? Second, how in the Hell were you able to keep up me ? tierce, who do you work for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a saphead. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Kelt, Smierc by the Polish, Hel by the Norse, tycoon Yama by the Hindu, Yama by the Chinese. Do you necessitate to a greater extent ? I have been called Thanatos by the Hellenic, though the name you might be intimate of best is Grim Reaper,"the pattern said, shocking Beatrix a moment.

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

Nodding slowly as the physique picked itself off the ground, it stated,"Under rule setting that would be rightful, but you hold the scythe. I demand you give it to me ! I have to keep all the appointments that were made for today."

Still not truly believing the bod she stood there her traveling bag increasing upon the handgrip."I need proof, now !"

"I can't take a someone before it's appointed time. I can't just contract a soul without the knowledge, that is with the scythe. What has happened today is extremely uncommon. You are a rare someone indeed. Now then, may we please stop our business so I can continue on ?"Death 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 muckle ?"This seemed to percolate up the figure of Death.

Shaking his head emphatically, Death knew he had her."Yes, a deal, what is it that you wish ? Power, money, eonian life ? What can I give you that will have you relinquish it ?"

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

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

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

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

"I thought so ! goodby, mother fucker !"Laughing, Beatrix started to walk away with the scythe in hand.

"postponement !"She heard the interpreter of Death behind her."You can't do this ! Those whose clip is at an end must be released or the humans will grow brainsick ! Beatrix ! Stop ! This will end the world !"

whirling, she saw that Death was trying to fascinate up to her."salutary ! You took him when you shouldn't have, so if the world 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 entirely thing that can destroy Death."

There was a strained bit of silence then a booming disturbance was heard. Sighing, destruction 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 powerful than demise. Something right enough to make decease trill 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 resign the scythe ?"The beautiful, powerful voice asked her.

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

There was a moment of intermission before the voice said,"The desire of your erotic love has been granted. please remember that I love him as I do you. give the scythe to dying and then all will be right."

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

Just then her five year old came flying out of the house. bust started again in her eyes. Tommy ? He was alive ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the thou she started to osculate his fiddling face. Beatrix blinked what in the hell was going on ? She was in the breast yard of her old family, the menage 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 shake off 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 sidewalk not XX foundation from them, then back on the street before barreling past. Beatrix shook her head as a night hooded design saluted her and floated after the car .