Beatrix looked back into the impenetrable London fog ; someone was following her. Turning into the next alley she waited. They had made a really bad error if they were trying to charter her life. The diffused click on the street Harlan F. Stone plus an even softer tapping let her know they were close. A minute later a hooded figure started to ferment the niche when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the hood completely off the figure.

"darn it, Beatrix !"The headless dead body issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to pick up the skull question that was rolling on the basis."If I wasn't utter I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing laughter as the consistency placed the skull head back on the body covering it with the tough. Beatrix had already taken the ? What the hellhole ? Was this a scythe ? Strange, she thought, she could almost feel the damn thing vibrating in her handwriting as if it was live !

taking another looking at the fig she gasped, she'd be damned if he ( she guessed ) didn't look like demise !"Uh huh. Who sent you ? The agency ? 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 man me back my scythe."

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

There was a sigh then the trope spoke again,"You don't know who I am, do you ? I made a mistake thinking that you would go down that slow. Alright, I am open to talks, what do you desire in order I regain my scythe ?"

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

Again the hooded figure gave a sigh,"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 dupe 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 talk over me regaining my scythe, okay ?"

Beatrix thought a instant. She'd never seen an agent nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, first question, who in the shtup are you ? minute, how in the hell were you able-bodied to follow me ? Third, who do you make for for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a mark. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Kelt, Smierc by the round, Hel by the Norse, big businessman Yama by the Hindus, Yama by the Chinese. Do you call for Thomas More ? I have been called Thanatos by the Greek, though the name you might know of better is Grim reaper,"the material body said, shocking Beatrix a moment.

She almost dropped the scythe watching as the figure tried to suddenly thrust and wring it from her hold."Uh, uh, uh, I don't think so ! So you expect me to believe that you are death ? If I remember rightfulness you can use up any sprightliness just by your touch."

Nodding slowly as the design picked itself off the ground, it stated,"Under formula setting that would be honest, 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 chassis she stood there her handle increasing upon the hold."I need proof, now !"

"I can't take a someone before it's appointed time. I can't just take a soulfulness 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 delight destination 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.

"O.K., suppose that I believe you ? You were talking about a sight ?"This seemed to percolate up the figure of Death.

Shaking his school principal emphatically, Death knew he had her."Yes, a mint, what is it that you wish ? Power, money, eternal life-time ? What can I ease up you that will have you forego it ?"

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

"Your time was twelve hour ago, one can always see me when their sentence is upon them. As I said, you are a uncommon case in that you not only heard me but saw me Sooner. I can yield you anything that you want,"last said, a bit of promise 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 grant it !"Beatrix spit out at the material body of Death.

"What ? You are right, there is only one who can and they are the but 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.

"hold !"She heard the vocalisation of death behind her."You can't do this ! Those whose fourth dimension is at an end must be released or the world will rise unbalanced ! Beatrix ! Stop ! This will end the universe !"

Whirling, she saw that demise was trying to bewitch up to her."GOOD ! You took him when you shouldn't have, so if the earth 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 stress moment of secretiveness then a prosperous noise was heard. Sighing, expiry looked at Beatrix,"Now you've done it ! They are on the way."

Beatrix stood firm. She knew something was coming, something far more mighty than last. Something mighty enough to make death shiver and cower. The booming increased then a multitude of winged ? angel ? 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, powerful voice asked her.

"As long as I can be there with him, watch him develop, not cut down by a wino idiot. I also want to think of with run life."Beatrix knew she was pushing it a little, but this was for him.

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

Beatrix nodded, weeping filling her eye. It was almost too good to be admittedly. When she handed the scythe to expiry, the wind started to purl around her. Then all was gone.

Just then her five twelvemonth old came flying out of the star sign. binge started again in her middle. Tommy ? He was alive ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the grounds she started to buss his footling face. Beatrix blinked what in the hell was going on ? She was in the face 1000 of her old home, the home that her son was ...

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

Laughing a fiddling, 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 pavement not 20 feet from them, then back on the street before barreling past. Beatrix shook her head as a dark hooded soma saluted her and floated after the car .