I eyed the intruder cautiously, Death? Come on, give me a break! Had he gotten closer? Was the room hotter! I sighed as his hooded over face reached mine, I could hear him breathing in my ear and he whispered something.

"Boo," he whispered into my right ear, a low chuckle erupting from his chest. "Hey sweetheart, don't act so surprised, you knew I would find you at some point," he said, putting his face back considerably.

"What are you talking about?" I blurted, utterly confused by what he just said. He tilted his head in my direction, sighing deeply before he spoke.

"Don't act stupid," he said, moving directly in front of me and staring directly into my face. I tilted my head, "I'm not, I really have no idea what you're talking about." I said frowning. He chuckled darkly, "you really don't know, I guess your father took that away from you too."

Holy crap! What the junk was happening right now? I was too confused to even answer him. What had my father hidden from me? Death could see my confusion, and with that, he plonked down next to me on the couch. "Well Mona Lisa, I really shouldn't explain until your dad tells me too." He started laughing, "oh who am I kidding! I'm just lazy." He barked out.

I narrowed by eyes, still staring in disbelief at him. He caught my eyes, "is it the scythe?" He asked, making the weapon disappear immediately in a cloud of black. My eyes widened, "h-how did you do that?" I stuttered.

"Magic," he said, looking back at me. He began to chuckle again, which was really starting to piss me off a little. "Why do you looking at me like that?" he growled, suddenly annoyed with me.

I sat back a little startled by his outburst. The best I could do was shrug at him until he sighed and but his hand up to his shadowed face. "I'm sorry Mona Lisa, its just...sometimes you humans really bug me with your scared faces." he said with another sigh.

he looked at his wrist as if he had a watch, "aw, gotta go sweetheart," he began, "but don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Holy Crap.