Beatrix looked back into the dense John Griffith Chaney fog ; someone was following her. Turning into the next alleyway she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to have her life. The voiced click on the street Stone plus an even easy tapping let her know they were close. A second later a hooded figure started to turn the corner when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the lens hood completely off the figure.

"red cent it, Beatrix !"The headless organic structure issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to pick up the skull head that was rolling on the footing."If I wasn't stagnant I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing laugh as the body placed the skull headway back on the soundbox covering it with the lens hood. Beatrix had already taken the ? What the hell ? Was this a scythe ? Strange, she thought, she could almost feel the hoot thing vibrating in her hands as if it was alive !

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

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

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

There was a sigh then the bod spoke again,"You don't know who I am, do you ? I made a mistake thought process that you would go down that easy. Alright, I am out-of-doors to negotiation, what do you want in rules of order I regain my scythe ?"

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

Again the hooded figure gave a suspire,"You don't realize the significance 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 bod nodded to Beatrix,"Alright, what do you require to know ? Afterward, perhaps we can hash out me regaining my scythe, okay ?"

Beatrix thought a present moment. She'd never seen an agentive role nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, first question, who in the fuck are you ? moment, how in the Scheol were you able to follow me ? Third, who do you work out for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a chump. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Celt, Smierc by the smoothen, Hel by the Norse, King Yama by the Hindustani, Yama by the Chinese. Do you need more ? I have been called Thanatos by the Hellene, though the figure you might know of unspoilt is Grim harvester,"the anatomy said, shocking Beatrix a moment.

She almost dropped the scythe watching as the bod tried to suddenly hurtle and wrench it from her clench."Uh, uh, uh, I don't think so ! So you expect me to conceive that you are death ? If I remember in good order you can make any life-time just by your touch."

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

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

"I can't pack a individual before it's appointed sentence. I can't just make a soulfulness without the noesis, that is with the scythe. What has happened today is extremely rarified. You are a rare soulfulness indeed. Now then, may we please finish our business organisation so I can continue on ?"death asked Beatrix, though she could see that he was still trying to calculate a way to wrest the scythe from her.

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

Shaking his head emphatically, decease knew he had her."Yes, a deal, what is it that you wish ? mogul, money, aeonian spirit ? What can I return you that will have got you relinquish it ?"

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

"Your fourth dimension 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 find out me but saw me sooner. I can grant 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 affair can ever grant it !"Beatrix expectoration out at the flesh of Death.

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

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

"WAIT !"She heard the vocalization of Death behind her."You can't do this ! Those whose clock time is at an end must be released or the world will arise unbalance ! Beatrix ! period ! This will end the world !"

Whirling, she saw that Death was trying to catch 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 result then I will be going, though ..."Beatrix looked at Death."I could use this on you, as I remember it is the lonesome matter that can destroy Death."

There was a strained mo of secrecy then a booming noise 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 make end shake and cower. The booming increased then a multitude of winged ? Angels ? Appeared before her. Beatrix wasn't sure. Then a part spoke to her.

"Beatrix, I have felt the bother that you are feeling. If we restore him to you, then will you free the scythe ?"The beautiful, sinewy voice asked her.

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

There was a present moment of pause before the vox said,"The desire of your dear has been granted. please recollect that I love him as I do you. Hand the scythe to Death and then all will be right."

Beatrix nodded, teardrop filling her eyes. It was almost too honorable to be admittedly. When she handed the scythe to destruction, the wind started to swirl around her. Then all was gone.

Just then her five year old came flying out of the menage. rent started again in her optic. Tommy ? He was alive ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the one thousand she started to kiss his little cheek. Beatrix blinked what in the the pits was going on ? She was in the front grounds of her old home, the rest home that her son was ...

"mammy ? 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 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 fundament from them, then back on the street before barreling past tense. Beatrix shook her head as a dark hooded figure saluted her and floated after the car .