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Death looked at Dawn.
Dawn looked like a greenish blob.
Death looked like a goth girl with an ankh.
"So." Death paused. She had meet many people and knows a lot of people. She had meet stars and gods. But this, this was interesting.
"You know, you can change your form." She said conversationly.
Death was the only one talking, since a green blob couldn't talk.
The blob glowed and dimmed.
"Hm, you're right." Apparently the blob could talk in morse.
It was good Dawn knows several languages and that Death knows all languages.
"All you have to do is remember."
The blob had memories of its existance and even of its multiple lives.
"While your past form was human and it had a strong personality that still influences you, you are an entity that is beyond mortal comprehension. You can do this." The blob flickered brighter and dimmer.
"If you want the 'Dawn form', then just do it."
The blob wiggled and changed. After a few seconds the form shrunk down into a humanoid form.
Death looked at the form and gently touched the face. "You missed the mouth." She said cheerily.
Dawn touched her face with her hands. A cut appeared on her face, before forming lips and teeth.
"Ah, that's better." Said Dawn, similing a bit.
"You like this form, better than the others?"
Dawn nodded. "Yeah, of all the other lives I've lived, this one is the most memorable and stubborn."
Death smiled, she could agree with that. Every hundred years she becomes human and lives one day as a mortal in order to understand her work better. Some of her experiences were more interesting than others.
"So, what are you going to do now?"
"I thought I was going to die and stuff." Said Dawn, calm and collected.
"Oh, you have to go to the Dream ream first, in order to die." Death shrugged. "Since you're not mortal, and you're more like an idea you go to my brother Dream."
"I see...Do you think he'll let me talk to my family?" Asked Dawn, her tone changing when she said family. She never had a family. She or rather It was the Key.
"Sure, Dream is a big softie, different from his previous incarnation."
Dawn hugged Death, noting the sadness on Death's face when Death spoke of her brother. Death hugged back. Dawn relased Death from the hug.
"I have to go. It was nice meeting you Death." Dawn smiled. She looked at Death in conspiracy."Any advice before I go?"
"Just be careful, his realm is dangerous. Strangers get lost sometimes and are never seen again. When you meet Dream, you can ask him about where those people go."
Dawn nodded. "Right, stay on the yellow brick road."
"The Wizard of Oz," Death grinned. "I liked that movie."
Dawn turned and started walking. "It's that way, right?"
"Yeah, keep going straight."
Death watched Dawn walk away. She smiled to herself.
Yep, that was interesting.
She wondered if the Willow the Witch would try to bring Dawn back to life like she did Buffy.
It wouldn't matter though, even if Willow succeed, all she would bring back would be memories and emotion. It would be like a zombie. The Scoobies would be better off not trying to bring Dawn back.
Death closed her eyes and munched on a cupcake. She had a job to do, and do it she will.
After she finished the cupcake of course.