Beatrix looked back into the dense Greater London fog ; soul was following her. Turning into the next back street she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to ingest her life-time. The piano click on the street Oliver Stone plus an even softer tapping let her know they were close. A bit later a hooded figure started to turn the corner when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the goon 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 ground."If I wasn't abruptly I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing jape as the body placed the skull headway back on the body covering it with the hood. Beatrix had already taken the ? What the infernal region ? Was this a scythe ? Strange, she thought, she could almost experience the damn affair vibrating in her hands as if it was alive !

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

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

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

There was a sigh then the material body spoke again,"You don't know who I am, do you ? I made a error thinking that you would go down that well-situated. Alright, I am undetermined to negotiation, what do you require in parliamentary law 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 system though I am very sure about, at present, I think it inexpedient to return it."

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

Beatrix thought a moment. She'd never seen an agent nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, number 1 question, who in the nookie are you ? Second, how in the underworld were you able-bodied to keep abreast me ? Third, who do you work for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a fool. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Celt, Smierc by the smooth, Hel by the Norse, male monarch Yama by the Hindus, Yama by the Chinese. Do you need Thomas More ? I have been called Thanatos by the Greek, though the name you might know of best is Grim Reaper,"the figure said, shocking Beatrix a moment.

She almost dropped the scythe watching 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 conceive that you are death ? If I remember redress you can rent any life just by your touch."

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

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

"I can't submit a mortal before it's appointed clip. I can't just use up a soul without the knowledge, that is with the scythe. What has happened today is extremely rarified. You are a rare soul indeed. Now then, may we delight finish our clientele so I can continue on ?"Death asked Beatrix, though she could see that he was still trying to count on a way to wrest the scythe from her.

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

Shaking his head emphatically, dying knew he had her."Yes, a deal, what is it that you bid ? tycoon, money, eternal life ? What can I give you that will throw you let go it ?"

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

"Your time was twelve min ago, one can always see me when their time is upon them. As I said, you are a rarified case in that you not only try me but saw me sooner. I can deed over you anything that you want,"last said, a bit of Hope edging its voice.

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

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

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

"waiting !"She heard the interpreter of death behind her."You can't do this ! Those whose metre is at an end must be released or the earth will grow unbalanced ! Beatrix ! stop ! This will end the world !"

gyration, she saw that Death was trying to bewitch up to her."just ! You took him when you shouldn't have, so if the cosmos 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 matter that can destroy Death."

There was a strained moment of silence then a thunder dissonance 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 herculean than Death. Something powerful enough to make demise shake and cower. The booming increased then a multitude of winged ? holy person ? 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 waive 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 drunkard idiot. I also want to remember with pass life."Beatrix knew she was pushing it a minuscule, but this was for him.

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

Beatrix nodded, binge filling her eyes. It was almost too good to be true. When she handed the scythe to death, the twist started to swirl around her. Then all was gone.

Just then her five yr old came flying out of the sign. weeping started again in her eyes. Tommy ? He was alive ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the yard she started to buss his little look. Beatrix blinked what in the hell was going on ? She was in the front grand of her old home base, the home that her son was ...

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

Laughing a little, Beatrix could only shake up her mind 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 dollar bill understructure from them, then back on the street before barreling yesteryear. Beatrix shook her head as a dark hooded digit saluted her and floated after the car .