Eiyu Chapter 3: Let's Knock on Death's Door!

Author: Xerphena

Beta: Glitch-Kitty

Disclaimer: I own nothing! And in my future I own… NOTHING!

The loud gunshot like sound was lost within the chaos of the battle at the Whitehouse. It sounded again, almost instantaneously, at yet another location-shield headquarters. The building was small, orderly and to the point. There a lab to the right hand side, on the left there seemed to be offices and a testing room… and straight ahead was who knows what.

The captain seemed amazed at the speed of their travel, "You can move from one point to the next without any time between, how is this done?" He asked, full of childlike exuberance.

"Magic." Harry said, waving his fingers around like a Muggle magician would, "come on captain, Voldy, we have to find Amaieran."

"And Stark." Rogers added, as they started to make their way through the headquarters. Harry peered into one of the offices and realized that this building, despite its appearance, was fairly large. He sighed and spun around to face the others, "We're going to have to change tactics. Screw teamwork. Voldemort, you search that area," he said, pointing at the 'who-knows-what' door, "Captain, I would like you to look through the offices, if any of you see Stark tell him to search the lab since that's his area of expertise and I'll look at the testing chamber." Harry started to walk off, but stopped mid stride. He looked behind himself and said, "If you find her, yell would you?"

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Tom pulled open the door and looked around the area. It appears to be a command center… computers, radio broadcasters; they have everything… well other than magical equipment… and people. Tom was horribly confused; his brain was thinking quickly, trying to find an answer. This is a headquarters, right? Not some living area for the Avengers, no, Stark the Captain was clearly able to tell that this was the headquarters. Then where are the people? This is a government building, people are here around the clock and especially at… he cast a quick tempus …three in the afternoon.

He walked over to what he knew was a Muggle computer; he didn't really know how to use it. But after a couple of minutes he finally decided to shake the mouse, which took it out of sleep… a galaxy defenders game, still open, in the middle of gameplay, suspicious, particularly since the odds of him getting fired are high… or maybe Crucio'd. I would have… no I would still Crucio an idiot for doing that. He walked over to the next one and took it out of sleep as well. Same; they were in the middle of doing something. He pulled out one of the wheeled chairs and sat down. He rested his head on his palms and sighed, where has everyone gone?

-0-

Stark was flying towards the base, going as quickly as possible, creating a stream of air behind him. He could see the base in the distance, and slowed down to land carefully, when a shot of pure… energy hit him. He lost control of the suit. Jarvis couldn't cope with whatever it was, the lights flashed before him as he tired to get the suit back online. He yelled at the suit, and out of nowhere the suit was working again. No visible damage done. Stark laughed, and turned his attention to where he was flying… which was right through a window.

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Rogers entered the offices and saw files upon files; he thought it was odd that the electronic play/work thing was still on, but oh well. He also noticed that there were several important holographic files open. One of them even showed the Avengers on it, namely their strengths and weaknesses. He didn't have much time to look around as the window at the back of the room shattered. He grabbed his shield and looked at the broken window. "Windows do not shatter themselves, tell me who you are!"

"It's me, Popsicle." Stark said, as he stood up from the broken glass.

"Did you really need a dramatic entrance?" Rogers asked, putting his shield away.

"Hey, that wasn't my fault; something caused my suit to short circuit." Stark said, rather angrily.

"That's why electronics are bad, very unreliable."

"At least, they don't freeze much anymore." Stark smiled smugly, but it wasn't notices by the Captain since his mask was up. He walked over to Rogers who was looking through a file. "Want to know more about yourself, Cappy?"

"Funny, no, this was left open. Would Shield do that and just leave?"

"Probably not, I'm a member of Shield and I'm not allowed in here, may I?" Stark asked, reaching for the file. He grabbed it and went back to the opening page. It's been hacked into by someone…"

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Harry had gone into the testing room and found it empty, so he went next door to the Laboratory; he peeked in and didn't see Stark. So he went in and searched himself. He saw a computer and shook the mouse. 'Evacuation protocol initiated'was in large red letters across the screen, why would they do that?

His answer came quickly as a large lizard like creature leapt out at him. His eyes widened, "Guys!" He yelled as he pulled out his wand. The lizard hit him with his tail and he fell over.

The face of Amaieran looked over him. Potter? I thought I killed you. Oh well, at least you stayed out of my way for thirteen years. Funny isn't it, that's the same amount as your enemy. She smirked and pointed her wand at his face. He pulled his own up, only to have the lizard take it from him. "Avada Kedavra." She whispered.

She spun around when she heard the other enter the room, giggled and disappeared, leaving only the large lizard which was finished quickly by Tom, using the killing curse.

-0-

"Get up already!" Harry opened his eyes and was greeted by a red haired man in a black pin striped suit. "Finally, you're awake! I was getting tired of waiting for ya. Name's Death, well, most people call me Obistruis, well, only the Niekathans, and Life. Here you can call me Master Death, kay?" He clasped his hands together and waited. Harry blinked at him a few times before saying, most intelligently, "I thought I was the master?" Death's green eyes widened before he started laughing his head off, "You really…" He paused to finish laughing, "…believe that crap? Ya are funny, not as funny as me, but funny." He ran his hand under his eyes to wipe away the tears.

"You told me I was your master!" Harry said, still confused about this whole ordeal, and about where he was, it appeared as if he was back in purgatory, where he had last seen Dumbledore.

"What, the whole: 'yer my master, you will be reborn' crap?" He asked. His voice sounded American, old American, like 1930's New York American.

"Yes that!" Harry exclaimed, greatly confused.

"I lied." Death said, clapping his hands once and rocking back and forth on his heels.

"Why would you do that?" Harry asked, sitting down placing his head in hands.

"Well, because I'm Death, and I can, and I don't really care about ya." Harry groaned at that. Death moseyed his way over and leaned on Harry. "Don't be glum partner. We have great adventures ahead of us… only with me I charge, because I'm better at that sort of thing."

"What makes you think that I'm going to listen to you?" Harry asked, pushing Death off.

"Hmm, thought you were going to ask that. One, because we are friends aren't we?" Death smiled at Harry, showing razor sharp teeth.

"No, we are not friends."

"Fine then, because I decided to bring ya back."

"I found the deathly hallows, didn't you have to?" Harry asked, reaching into a pocket and pulling them out, although he didn't remember bringing them.

"Those little trinkets? Nah, I hate people saying they're 'the hallows' and that I 'gave them to the brothers because they bested me'." Harry looked at the resurrection stone.

"Then why did you give these to them?" Harry spun it twice in his hand and Death stole it in mid air on the third.

"Think of it as a test of sorts; ya find them and I consider ya more than others."

"I'm confused." Harry looked at Death to see him attempting to get something out of his teeth with the elder wand.

"Well obviously, powerful but stupid ya are. I like having an accomplice of sorts. They do a lot of the stuff I ain't willing to do. Like kill 'em immortals. Hate those guys."

"So, are you saying I'm supposed to be one of those guys?"

"Well, if ya accept." Death said, wiping the elder wand on his pants and giving it back to Harry.

"And if I don't?"

"Then your body decomposes and becomes a tree, while yer trapped here forever."

"What do you mean 'trapped here forever'? Isn't there like an after life or something?" Harry looked at death in a hopeful kind of way.

"Nope. Ya become a tree or bush or maggot food and if yer really lucky, you get to become a rose." Harry placed his head in his hands after being told by the best sort of informer (even though he lies… a lot) that there was no after life, "I like roses, they're pretty and ambitious, but often get forgotten in places, like a park, or a lovers bedroom, or a beach." He rambled on.

"How can roses be ambitious?" Harry asked, looking at Death.

"I'm going to tell them ya said that… so anyways…" a sinister smile crept up onto his face, "…do ya accept my offer, Harry James Potter?"

AN/: Chapter complete, I hope you like it. Sorry for having short chapters, I prefer short but many chapters. Anyways, 'till later.

- Xerphena