Summary- After being put through too much and having been stabbed in the back on to many times Harry decides to take a trip through the veil. Hoping his death would give him more peace then his life ever did. Only to find out once he had passed through the veil that the title of master of death is very much a real on and that not only that but it wasn't his time to die. Instead Death makes a deal with one where he is reincarnated, in another work, with all of his memory intact. But how will Harry deal with a world where there are gods, where he is half-god, where he has a twin named Percy Jackson. Better yet how will this world deal with Harry, especially since he still the Hallows and his magic?
A.n- Oh and I made another version of this where Harry is Percy's twin sister instead of his brother. Because I got thinking and had two different versions playing in my head.
A.n Sorry this is a rather, or really short, chapter this is just Harry's birth into the new world and how he/she reacts to it.
Chapter two
Harry, after he had disappeared through the void, wasn't aware of anything except for the strangely reddish blackness that surrounded him in a weird but oddly comforting sort of hug and the fact that there seemed to be two steady beats around him. That is he wasn't aware of anything but that until he felt like something was slowly squeezing around him; gradually inching him forward to an opening he could now just see.
The all Harry knew was that he was crying and that he had been nearly blinded by the bright light that was surrounding the room he was now in. Realizing this Harry slowly stopped his crying, wondering just why he had been crying in the first place. Before, with slowly drawing horror, realizing just what ' Death' had meant when he had said he was giving him a new start. He meant a whole new start, starting directly at his own birth.
Realizing this Harry cursed slightly before sighing, at least mentally, and started to look at the positives about what had just happened. Starting with the fact that at least he was still male and Death' hadn't been sadistic enough to take that from him; though at the same time Harry wouldn't put that past him.
This last though caused Harry to pale and wonder desperately if he had been wrong and that Death had really changed his gender. Only for that fear to be put to rest when the Doctor holding him began to speak to, whom Harry was assuming was, his mother.
"Well, you have a very handsome little boy here, and I bet he will make a wonderful big brother for the little one that's about to come as well. " After hearing this Harry felt a little bit more cheerful, a feeling that quickly disappeared as the woman whom Harry was now positive was his new mom began to scream, and the doctor handed him off to a nearby nurse as he rushed back to her side.
Harry wasn't sure how long his mother had been screaming, but he did know he never felt more grateful to hear someone cry when he heard suddenly hear a babies cry. Harry was sure he was also crying when he heard this, because despite not having even met her yet, Harry really didn't like to hear his new mother in any pain; to be honest he didn't like hearing anyone in pain.
Hearing the cries of the baby Harry suddenly went stock still in the nurse's arms, scaring the nurse somewhat, as he realized he now had a little brother. He now really had some family, one he could honestly love and protect; like he couldn't the ones before. It was realizing this that Harry became bond and determined to make sure his family was safe no matter what he had to do.
It was after Harry made this silent oath to himself that he found himself being picked up out of the nurse's arms and placed in his mother's right alongside his brother. Harry once he figured out just where he was took a good, long look at his mother, and could feel the tears slowly start to fall down his face as he looked into her warm green-blue eyes. Tears that were quickly wiped away by said mother as she began to speak to him; her tone just like Harry had always dreamed his mother's voice would be like.
"Oh my Little Haraldr, I can see that you're already going to be a fierce little protector, and we may need that in the future. But now just be happy and be safe. I know that is what your father would want for you, and your brother Perseus...even if he can't be here for you now. But always remember I will always love you and do my best to keep the two of you safe. I just love the two of you so much." Harry hearing this turned from his mother, who was tearing up as she looked at her two children with adoration clear on his face, and instead faced his new little brother. And upon seeing his brother face looking up at him, almost looking like he was scowling at him, Harry gave a baby laugh and did his best to pull his brother into a hug; much to his mother's joy, as well as secret amusement.
Yes, maybe 'Death's' deal wasn't as bad as he had first feared. Maybe he was honestly getting the better end of the deal here, and maybe next time he meet this 'Death' character he would thank him…maybe.
