Snapshots From My Imagination: Armageddon

Hunter held his four-pointed star in front of him, the blades unfurled to their all-too familiar shape.
"I have some questions for you."

The man in white, his back still turned, raised his head slightly. The light wind ruffled his short cape.

Hunter began to twirl his star until it was a blur, the blades producing a high keening sound. "We can do this the easy way or hard way."

Then again, this guy had taken on an entire military base and completely wiped it out. The hard way didn't sound very savory at the moment.

"You haven't asked me anything." Hunter started at the voice. It was low, icy, and it carried the very sharp feeling of you're already dead.

"Who are you?"

This time, the man turned. Everything about him seemed blindingly white, and it took a second or two before Hunter realized that the eyes were a flinty, icy blue.
And they were staring right through him. As if he didn't exist. As if he was just another nuisance.

The man's lips twitched. "I am Death."

"Ha, ha. And why did you attack that base?"

"Because I am." 'Death's' expression was devoid of any emotion...well, beyond cold.

"That's very specific of you." Hunter twirled his star even faster. The keening noise heightened to a screeching whine. "I'm afraid you'll have to come with me for some further questioning."

Death drew the sword that was by his side. It had seemed to be an ordinary mideval-type saber - but as it cleared the scabbard, it lengthened and thickened. Now it looked like a broadsword.

"The hard way, then." Hunter muttered.

As it turned out, the 'hard way' lasted two seconds, one blow from Death's sword sending Hunter flying away, skidding across the ground and hitting several stones that were in the way, finally sliding to a stop about fifty meters from where he had originally stood.

His head ringing, Hunter winced as he tried struggling upright. His left arm was broken, he noted.
Then Death's voice sounded in his ear, as clear as if he was standing right next to him - yet he hadn't moved at all.

"The End comes with me, mortal. Spread despair. Death is here."