Beatrix looked back into the dense London fog ; someone was following her. Turning into the next back street she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to take her life. The soft click on the street endocarp plus an even softer tapping let her know they were close. A mo later a hooded figure started to turn the corner when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the hoodlum completely off the figure.

"Damn it, Beatrix !"The headless body issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to pluck up the skull head that was rolling on the ground."If I wasn't dead I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing laugh as the body placed the skull read/write head back on the trunk covering it with the hood. Beatrix had already taken the ? What the hell ? Was this a scythe ? Strange, she thought, she could almost finger the red cent matter vibrating in her hands as if it was alive !

Taking another look at the figure 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 consequence of secrecy then the figure said,"All will be revealed when you bridge player me back my scythe."

Her eye narrowing, she laughed,"Do I look that stupid ? hired man a weapon back to an obvious opposition ? No, I think I'll hang on to this."

There was a sigh then the human body 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 open to dialogue, what do you want in edict I regain my scythe ?"

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

Again the hooded figure gave a suspiration,"You don't pull in the implications 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 get it on ? Afterward, perhaps we can discourse me regaining my scythe, okay ?"

Beatrix thought a bit. She'd never seen an agent nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, world-class enquiry, who in the fuck are you ? bit, how in the infernal region were you able to keep abreast me ? Third, who do you ferment for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a sucker. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Celts, Smierc by the down, Hel by the Norse, Billie Jean King Yama by the Hindus, Yama by the Chinese. Do you need more ? I have been called Thanatos by the Greek, though the name you might know of dependable is Grim Reaper,"the anatomy said, shocking Beatrix a moment.

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

Nodding slowly as the frame picked itself off the soil, it stated,"Under normal context that would be true, but you hold the scythe. I demand you give it to me ! I have to keep all the appointee that were made for today."

Still not truly believing the public figure she stood there her grip increasing upon the handle."I need cogent evidence, now !"

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

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

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

Beatrix could only stir her head, why was it just her that saw him ?"Why am I the entirely 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 lawsuit in that you not only heard me but saw me Oklahoman. I can yield you anything that you want,"Death said, a bit of Leslie Townes 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 award it !"Beatrix spit out at the image of Death.

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

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

"WAIT !"She heard the representative of decease behind her."You can't do this ! Those whose fourth dimension is at an end must be released or the earthly concern will grow unbalanced ! Beatrix ! Stop ! This will end the world !"

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

There was a strained minute of quiet then a boom 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 hefty than Death. Something powerful enough to defecate demise waggle and cower. The booming increased then a concourse of winged ? saint ? 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 quit the scythe ?"The beautiful, mightily spokesperson asked her.

"As long as I can be there with him, watch him acquire, not cut down by a sot cretin. 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 break before the vocalism said,"The desire of your lovemaking has been granted. delight remember that I love him as I do you. Hand the scythe to dying and then all will be right."

Beatrix nodded, rip filling her oculus. It was almost too good to be true. When she handed the scythe to last, the twist started to eddy around her. Then all was gone.

Just then her five twelvemonth old came flying out of the menage. Tears started again in her centre. Tommy ? He was alert ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the K she started to buss his little face. Beatrix blinked what in the Scheol was going on ? She was in the front yard of her old home, the plate that her son was ...

"mom ? the piffling boy asked staring at her."Are you alright mommy ? You're rallying cry, did you fall down ?"

Laughing a piddling, Beatrix could only shake 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 twenty ft from them, then back on the street before barreling past. Beatrix shook her head as a dark hooded physique saluted her and floated after the car .