Fan Fic V

Death looked at the silver blade trying to cut through the unbreakable string. She hit her lip and looked back towards the bubbling vial of now bubbling red liquid. She knew that the vial was going to blow up and destroy everything in the room; including Death herself.
She rummaged around on the table and found a silver linked necklace... Well, it was more of a chocker. This must be it, Death thought and put the necklace on.

There were pounding on the doors as the grey clad Cleavers threw their bodies against the door. The red liquid was bubbling over the top of the vial and spilling onto the wooden table where it burned through; leaving smoke trailing after.

Death didn't know what to do, she thought about previous situations but none were like this. Death by Cleavers or death by bomb? Either one resulted in death... Death to Death! She sighed and sat down on the cold marble floor. She didn't know what to do. She would fail her mission in helping Dusk and she would also get the Necklace of Truth destroyed.

Her eyes widened as she thought of a plan. She stared at her reflection in a golden bowl and smiled. Death screamed and threw herself across a table. "NO!" She screamed. "I CAN'T LET YOU TAKE THAT!" Death screamed again.
"WHO IS IN THERE?" A male voice yelled through the door. It sounded like the voice of Elder Bespoke.
"DEATH ROSE AND-" She tried to say Billy Ray Sanguine, but there was fire on her neck. She remembered the Necklace of Truth and ripped it off. "BILLY RAY SANGUINE!" Death screamed again and the pounding on the door increased in power. The blows easily would have taken someone out.
"BILLY RAY?!" Elder Beapoke yelled.
The blood was tricking down Death's face and she threw the pointy stick away. Just in time too because the doors burst off its hinges; Bruce doors were still tied together.
Elder Bespoke ran in and scanned the room. He saw the red vial of bubbling liquid and called a Cleacer over to take it away. He checked all over the room and, once satisfied with his evaluation, went over to check on Death.
"Miss Rose," He began but Death interrupted her.
"Death, please."
"Alright Death, I am Elder Ghastly Bespoke. Are you alright?"
Death looked at him blankly. "I was just in a fight with Billy Ray Sanguine, the World's most psychopathic hit man deluxe, and you are asking me if I am alright?"
Ghastly smiled. "I know a skeleton who you'd like. Very funny..." He sighed. "I'll escort you to the hospital myself." He stretched out a thick hand and Death took it.

After an interesting encounter with Doctor Nye, the weird half human spider thingy that was the Doctor at the Sanctuary, Death walked out of the Sanctuary with the Necklace of Truth.
The black Jeep was parked  b y the shade of a free with a terrible view of the lake.  The vampire was sitting in the car with his hands clenched on the steering wheel. As Death opened the door
"YES!" Death yelled back. She grabbed a rather pointy stick-looking thing off the ground and traced it down her face.