Beatrix looked back into the dense London fog ; mortal was following her. Turning into the next alleyway she waited. They had made a really bad mistake if they were trying to make her life-time. The soft click on the street stones plus an even cushy tapping let her know they were close. A moment later a hooded trope started to turn the corner when she leaped out. Swinging her Kitana she took the top of the hood completely off the figure.

"tinker's 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 stagnant I might be now !"There was an eerie echoing laugh as the trunk placed the skull head back on the physical structure covering it with the hood. Beatrix had already taken the ? What the infernal region ? Was this a scythe ? Strange, she thought, she could almost feel the damn thing vibrating in her helping hand as if it was awake !

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 agency ? No one outside of them knows who I am !"

There was a moment of secrecy 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 ? mitt a artillery back to an obvious foeman ? 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 thinking that you would go down that easily. Alright, I am opened to negotiation, what do you want in order I regain my scythe ?"

Beatrix could only stare at him : negotiate ? What in the infernal region was he on about ?"You're right-hand about one thing, I am UNSURE as to whom you are. The weapon system though I am very sure about, at give, I think it inexpedient to return it."

Again the hooded figure gave a suspiration,"You don't realize the entailment 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 word a instant, then figure nodded to Beatrix,"Alright, what do you require to bang ? Afterward, perhaps we can hash out me regaining my scythe, okay ?"

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

"Obviously I am not dealing with a saphead. Alright, I was called Ankou by the Celts, Smierc by the Polish, Hel by the North Germanic language, King Yama by the Hindoo, Yama by the Chinese. Do you need more ? I have been called Thanatos by the Greek, though the figure 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 believe that you are last ? If I remember right you can take any life-time just by your touch."

Nodding slowly as the figure picked itself off the earth, it stated,"Under normal consideration that would be confessedly, but you hold the scythe. I demand you give it to me ! I have to hold open all the naming that were made for today."

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

"I can't take a soul before it's appointed time. I can't just take a soul without the knowledge, that is with the scythe. What has happened today is extremely uncommon. You are a rarefied somebody indeed. Now then, may we delight finish our business sector 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.

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

Shaking his head emphatically, Death knew he had her."Yes, a mess, what is it that you wish ? big businessman, money, eternal life ? What can I turn over you that will have you waive it ?"

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

"Your time was twelve minute of arc ago, one can always see me when their time is upon them. As I said, you are a uncommon case in that you not only heard me but saw me Oklahoman. I can cede you anything that you want,"Death said, a bit of Bob 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 cede it !"Beatrix spit out at the anatomy of Death.

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

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

"waiting !"She heard the vocalization of demise behind her."You can't do this ! Those whose time is at an end must be released or the worldly concern will raise unbalanced ! Beatrix ! layover ! This will end the world !"

gyration, she saw that demise was trying to catch up to her."full ! You took him when you shouldn't have, so if the universe ends then so be it ! Now unless you have a solution then I will be going, though ..."Beatrix looked at decease."I could use this on you, as I remember it is the only thing that can put down Death."

There was a sift bit of silence then a expand interference 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 end. Something mightily enough to stimulate last shingle and cower. The booming increased then a pack 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 relinquish the scythe ?"The beautiful, knock-down articulation asked her.

"As long as I can be there with him, watch him rise, not cut down by a drunk moron. I also want to think with protracted life."Beatrix knew she was pushing it a footling, but this was for him.

There was a moment of pause before the articulation said,"The desire of your love has been granted. Please think that I love him as I do you. pass on the scythe to Death and then all will be right."

Beatrix nodded, tears filling her middle. It was almost too good to be on-key. When she handed the scythe to demise, the lead started to swirl around her. Then all was gone.

Just then her five yr old came flying out of the house. rent started again in her eyes. Tommy ? He was awake ? Grabbing him as he was racing across the yard she started to snog his little look. Beatrix blinked what in the hell was going on ? She was in the face yard of her old nursing home, the home that her son was ...

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

Laughing a little, Beatrix could only shake her head as she held the piddling boy tighter to her. Suddenly, there was a squealing as a car came screaming down the street. Running over the pavement not 20 understructure from them, then back on the street before barreling past tense. Beatrix shook her head as a darkness hooded figure saluted her and floated after the car .