Wherever Daisy Goes, Death Follows
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JK Rowling and Marvel do.
Set after S1 episode: TRACKS
Master's First Meeting
It has been said that when one individual unites the three Deathly Hallows who accepts that their are far worse things then death, that person will be chosen to become The Master of Death. The Hallows of course would stay linked to said master as he has mastered them. He never wanted this but their was no cure. No going back from accepting being the Master of Death. So many years have past since that fateful day in the forest in which Harry James Potter accepted his own death and thus became it's master. Ginny and him had separated from each other when he learned about his current immortal status. He seeked to rid himself of his immortality, learning every bit of magic in the world to use at his disposal but it wasn't enough. It never was enough. When he and Ginny met again, whatever feelings he had for her had disappeared, believing that they were only lustful fools in the end. Harry had distanced himself away from the Weasleys after that. The immortal sorcerer had learned everything about the world beyond the Wizarding World.
Apparently, the Muggle world was invaded by alien forces called The Chitauri, led by a Asgardian having a temper tantrum. A top secret spy agency that calls itself SHIELD had responded by recruiting a very powerful group of people called The Avengers by driving back the alien force. The civilians called them Earth's Mightiest Heroes. It came at a cost though. The angry Asgardian had seemingly killed a hero before his time: Agent Philip J Coulson. Harry was about to reject his passing until he discovered that SHIELD's Director had brought him back from the dead using Alien DNA. Harry had decided to let Coulson's story play itself out. Besides, Harry had found himself intrigued by another hero coming into play. She doesn't even know what her destiny is yet. Ironically, her story is much like Harry's was. Unfortunately, things went out of control as Agent Skye was shot and injured in the line of duty. The machines were the only thing keeping her alive. As she was dying, Harry decided to pay the poor girl a visit.
Skye felt only pain before as she narrowly hears Coulson and Jemma frantically try to save her from the bullets in her stomach. All she hears after was her deep breathing until today. She suddenly woke up in her regular flannel shirt and jeans she usually wore on the Bus. She was in a weird room filled with white walls while the ceiling was dark. Their was desk and two chairs. She had no idea where she was. She didn't have her phone or Icer. Shit! Suddenly a door opened and Skye grabbed a pipe, ready to attack the enemy. A flash of light came out of the man's hand and disarmed Skye of the pipe.
"You won't be needing that Skye". The mysterious man said to her as he sat down in his chair.
The man was dressed in a black trench coat and had wild unkempt hair. He had weird round glasses and had a goatee that would put Tony Stark to shame. The eyes, however were what made Skye strike as weird. They were green but like they looked intense, like this man has been alive for centuries. Could he be an Asgardian.
"You can sit down if you want to. The answer to your question though is no, I am not Asgardian".
"So you can read minds"? Skye said as she took a step backwards.
"Only when I need to but I've kept away from you. Believe it or not, I respect privacy". The man said to her.
Skye took a calculated risk and decided to sit down. The man was shifting through paper work as Skye noticed his weird scar on his forehead. It was shaped like a Lighting Bolt.
"So what are you? You can read minds. You say you're not an Asgardian? Why am I here? Where the hell am I"? Skye asks frantically to the man.
The man chuckles as he looks her in the eye.
"You ask many questions Skye. Some, only few people have said. I've already told you I'm not Asgardian". The man says to Skye.
"Who are you then? What the hell is this place"? Skye says, desperately trying to find answers.
"Don't worry, I have no intention to read your mind. I don't need to and I respect privacy enough. This is I guess you could say an alternate dimension that your mind has resided while your team is struggling to save you from death. It is my home".
Skye took a moment to process this.
"So I'm dead and you're taking me the afterlife". Skye says in a broken tone of voice.
"Not exactly but you are very close right now. That was quite foolish thing to do, rushing in like that. It was brave but foolish". Harry says, thinking of his old adventures.
"As for your question about what I am. Well I am called The Master of Death". Harry says to her shocked face.
"And what is The Master Of Death". Skye presses Harry for information.
Harry chuckles at the question.
"That's exactly what it is". Harry says to her, giving Skye a knowing smile.
"How could one Master something like death"? Skye asks frantically.
"Ha, How indeed". Harry says as he laughs at the irony.
"That's not an answer"! Skye angrily replies.
"Are you sure"? Harry says back.
Skye had enough of the riddles.
"Very well, you have three choices here but I'd listen carefully if I were you". Harry says to her.
"Three"? Skye says.
"Yes three. You can stay here and remain a ghost for all eternity. The door to your left will take you to the afterlife and your body in the real world will die. However, you can go through the door behind me if you wish to return to go back. This is your choice Skye so I won't influence any of your decisions". Harry explains to Skye.
"How can I go back". Skye asks him.
"Right now, your team is doing whatever they can do to bring you back while that biochemist friend of yours is keeping you alive. Like I said, the door behind me will take you back and you will survive the bullets
Skye was shocked beyond reason. This being was offering her an out. However, Skye wondered if their was anything left to go back to. Did anyone of her team really cared about her?
"How long do I have to decide"? Skye asks him.
"As long as you want. Time is different here. Different planes of existence". Harry answers.
"Do you always show up yourself for anyone else that comes here". Skye curiosly asks him.
Skye had already made up her mind but she was really curious about this mysterious being. It's not every day you come close to death and have a talk with the guy who deals with death for eternity.
"Ha, what do you think? It comes with the job". Harry replies.
"I still don't understand how one master's death". Skye says.
"I've already given you the answer to that. However, should you find me when I'm not on this plane of existence, perhaps, I'll tell you more". Harry says.
"How about your actual name". Skye asks him.
"Don't push luck Skye". Harry says as Skye chuckles.
"So you do live in the real world". Skye asks for confirmation.
"Yes, I do". Harry confirms her question.
"Then Why haven't I heard of you"? Skye asks him in curiosity.
"Well, it's been easy to be invisible. With all the superheroes out and about in this day and age. All you have to do is stay in the shadows". Harry explains to Skye.
"Don't you want to help people"? Skye asks him.
"I've already done that years ago. Feels like centuries now. Let someone else do it". Harry replies back.
"So who is going to do it now". Skye asks him.
"Maybe it's those Avengers that everyone talks about. Maybe it's you". Harry replies to her.
"I'm not a hero. I'm not a good person". Skye says, looking down in shame.
"You're better then you think you are Skye. Not everything is your fault". Harry says to her, remembering old memories of his.
"I thought you said you don't influence my choices". Skye retorts to Harry.
Hah, You have already made the choice. I'm just telling you why you made it. Plus, you reminded me of what I was like before". Harry says to Skye.
Skye nods, not bothering to ask what he meant. She knows he won't tell her anymore. She gets up and walks towards the door. She turns around as he sits in the chair.
"Thank You". Skye says, remembering the comments he gave her about herself.
Harry smiles and tells her to get going. Skye opens the door and she disappears. Harry closes his book and takes a deep breath.
"You know Harry, She really is a lot like you". Luna appears behind the door on the right.
Harry smiles as he hugs his old friend. After Luna had sacrificed herself to save Neville Longbottom. She had suffered a fatal injury. She was approached by Death herself and was given the offer of either going to the afterlife or take her place as Death. After learning that her dear friend Harry Potter was chosen as The Master of Death. She accepted without any doubt.
"Doesn't mean I'm not reminded of the fool I once was". Harry says as they separate.
"Everyone was in a way a fool Harry. Everyone matured. You were defintely right about her and Coulson though. They are connected". Luna says to Harry.
"You felt it too. Her destiny to save them all. She will suffer no doubt about it". Harry says.
"Maybe, but she will persevere. She's got that same unbreakable will that I saw in you". Luna says as she hugs Harry.
Harry closes his eyes as he hugs her and smiles.
"All right Death, lets return to Earth and see what else is happening". Harry whispers in her ear.
"Hah, I'd be happy too Master". Luna laughs as she whips out her scythe as both of them create their own portal to Earth. They departed together as both Death and Master ready to take on the world together.
Authors Note: Well, this was a new idea that I had in mind. I decided to have Luna become Death because I just didn't want Harry to be left completely alone. Besides, Luna seems to me the closest besides Harry to be in touch with death and afterlife. Let me know what you think. I welcome any criticism.