Beatrix looked back into the dense capital of the United Kingdom fog ; someone was following her. Turning into the succeeding alleyway she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to take her life. The balmy mouse click on the street stones plus an even softer tapping let her know they were close. A bit later a hooded figure started to deform the corner when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the cap completely off the figure.

"hoot it, Beatrix !"The headless organic structure issued, dropping a scythe then stooping to foot up the skull psyche that was rolling on the ground."If I wasn't idle I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing laugh as the body placed the skull foreland back on the physical structure covering it with the tough. Beatrix had already taken the ? What the hell ? Was this a scythe ? Strange, she thought, she could almost experience the blame thing vibrating in her workforce as if it was alive !

pickings another aspect at the image she gasped, she'd be damned if he ( she guessed ) didn't look like decease !"Uh huh. Who sent you ? The federal agency ? No one exterior of them knows who I am !"

There was a moment of muteness then the physique said,"All will be revealed when you deal me back my scythe."

Her optic narrowing, she laughed,"Do I look that stupid ? helping hand a weapon system back to an obvious foe ? 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 intellection that you would go down that well-fixed. Alright, I am open up to negotiation, what do you want in orderliness I regain my scythe ?"

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

Again the hooded human body gave a sigh,"You don't see the implication 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 school principal a bit, then human body nodded to Beatrix,"Alright, what do you want to eff ? Afterward, perhaps we can discuss me regaining my scythe, okay ?"

Beatrix thought a moment. She'd never seen an factor nor heard of one with a scythe."Alright, first off question, who in the fuck are you ? Second, how in the underworld were you able to follow me ? Third, who do you run for ?"

"Obviously I am not dealing with a gull. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Kelt, Smierc by the Polish, Hel by the Nordic, business leader Yama by the Hindus, Yama by the Chinese. Do you take more ? I have been called Thanatos by the Greek, though the name you might know of considerably is Grim Reaper,"the figure of speech said, shocking Beatrix a moment.

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

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

Still not truly believing the image she stood there her bag increasing upon the handle."I need substantiation, now !"

"I can't demand a soulfulness before it's appointed metre. I can't just take a soul without the knowledge, that is with the scythe. What has happened today is extremely rarified. You are a rare individual indeed. Now then, may we please eat up our line of work so I can extend on ?"Death asked Beatrix, though she could see that he was still trying to figure a way to wrest the scythe from her.

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

Shaking his head emphatically, Death knew he had her."Yes, a mountain, what is it that you like ? Power, money, eonian living ? What can I give you that will give birth you resign it ?"

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

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

"Anything huh ? I seriously doubt that ! If you really are end then you know what I want. You also know that no one or affair can ever cede it !"Beatrix spitting out at the design of Death.

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

"I thought so ! Goodbye, shit !"Laughing, Beatrix started to take the air away with the scythe in hand.

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

Whirling, she saw that Death was trying to enamor up to her."GOOD ! 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 sole thing that can destroy Death."

There was a strained instant of silence then a stentorian haphazardness was heard. Sighing, Death 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 knock-down than dying. Something herculean enough to make last shake and cower. The booming increased then a hoi polloi 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 foreswear the scythe ?"The beautiful, hefty vocalization asked her.

"As long as I can be there with him, watch him get, not cut down by a drunk idiot. I also want to recollect with extended life."Beatrix knew she was pushing it a fiddling, but this was for him.

There was a moment of pause before the spokesperson said,"The desire of your love has been granted. delight recall that I love him as I do you. hand the scythe to Death and then all will be right."

Beatrix nodded, tear filling her eye. It was almost too skillful to be reliable. When she handed the scythe to Death, the wind started to twiddle around her. Then all was gone.

Just then her five yr old came flying out of the house. Tears started again in her eyes. Tommy ? He was alive ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the yard she started to kiss his picayune grimace. Beatrix blinked what in the hell was going on ? She was in the front yard of her old house, the home that her son was ...

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

Laughing a niggling, Beatrix could only agitate 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 xx metrical foot 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 .