Chapter 36

He only waited about ten minutes after the men left before he slithered out of Draco's sleeves and instantly bit onto someone. The man screams bloody murder. When the second and third guard saw what happened they tried to aim at him, only for him to bit onto someone's neck and dodging the bullet. Doing so caused a hall to appear on the person's neck but he didn't watch as he turned into a lion on viciously attacks the last guard.

With that over he turns at the scientist, slowly pacing to their direction. Some idiot took out a gun but was shaking too much to get a clear shot. When he was finally in front of them he turns back to his human self and glares at everyone.

"Give him the antidote." He demands, they immediately listened to him, making them run around. He watched everyone and decides on his next action. What would Draco do next?

He is always concerned with information, right? He wouldn't want anyone to know what happened here. Nodding at the fact, he grabs a scientist. "Store everything in one er… disc, or USB flash stick. Give it to me. Once done destroy everything."

"What makes you think I'll betray Hydra like that?" The man spits out, Diaval narrows his eyes. He doesn't know how to make people do his bedding, how to force them when they are unwilling. It was Draco's forty. He saw him make deals none would agree to, put someone in such a small corner that they would be forced to do as they were told.

He was not his companion, he was a protector more than a speaker.

The scientist smirks, only for that smile to disappear the moment a new voice was heard. It was dark, emotionless, and cruel to the light of heart. You could feel both ice and fire hidden underneath it, you can hear the steel mixed in just to hurt you. It was so unlike what Diaval was used to hear, that he didn't believe that it was his friend who spoke.

"Because of you didn't, I will have you as my personal torture toy." Looking up he was caught in the gaze of the unemotional and impassive eyes. Those gaze – and only then did he realize that it looked like ice and metal mixed together – turned back to the scientist.

"Gather everything like he said, destroy any copy here. Or else," he raised his hands, letting a stream of red bright light to hit the scientist. On contact, the man drops on the floor screaming his lungs out. Diaval gasps stepping back, remembering what it was.

How can anyone forget the unforgivable curses, he might have never joined the wizards much, being a magical creature along with Maleficent whom was a fairy. The wizarding world in Europe weren't known for their kindness to humanoids like them. However there were some events where they had to interact to the olden wizards. There were always wars back then, and he witnessed the unforgivable cast in front of him like they were toys to the caster. The affects were forbidding, they spoke of the darkest side a human could gain.

He witnessed it again when Draco saved him from those thugs in France, when he was of little strength. In that time, the affects weren't as strong, evident to the fact that these curses were influenced by emotions. He knew a weak curse when he saw one. Now however …

The affect was that of a man who will do anything to gain what he wants. One who doesn't care about lives, that wasn't his Draco, not his friend at all.

He turns at a person and latches onto them.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" he demands, the person shook his head in fear, trembling at spot at both the sight of the boy doing the impossible and the man's anger turned at him. "Nothing! We haven't done anything!" he yells out of terror.

He felt a presence next to him, a hand on his shoulders. Diaval tenses up, he turns to look at his friend. He only received by that damned blank stare. Draco's other hand moves to his own, relaxing it from the grip that he had on the man.

"Relax Diaval, it isn't anyone's fault. It is mine. I have thought that they will control me, so I decided to lock all my emotion and personality."

"L-Lock it?"

"Yes, to break free later if I were really being controlled. Fortunately I have you to thank for not ending up like that. On the other hand …" he looks at everyone in the room before smirking, it would have been sinister if it wasn't for the fact that Draco still had no emotions.

"I don't think I will have my morals for a few days. Interesting really, knowing that I can finally kill someone without feeling anything." He said as he moved the hand to point at the trembling man.

No.

He grabs hold of Draco and pulls it down, staring him down.

"You might not have your morals now, but later on you will, and I know you. You will not forgive yourself if you did kill someone, if anything you will kill yourself as punishment. I will not let you."

"Hmm … It seems that I have chosen you wisely. Good to know that you caring of me even in this state. Not that I find it bad, I find it enlightening. I don't feel any guilt weighing me down, nor the sadness and grief slowing my progress." He then grins as a new thought came to mind.

"It also means that I won't have any problem doing this." Before Diaval can even think on what happened, he found everyone in the room but him and his friend with sleepy dazed eyes. They all started moving around without any orders, although he knew that Draco did give some.

"Come now Diaval, you need to rest before we move on. Those transformations must have taken a lot of you without my magic." He told him, the crow-man nods, not wanting to admit. The teen smiles charmingly.

Stop, you don't need to do that to me.

"They are currently doing what is needed. After this we will instantly go to the Shield base."

"What for?"

"To stop project insight, but before that, I'd like to know all their deals. Hydra doesn't fund itself now does it, they might even have more projects here in America. I won't delude myself to think that we can gain all the information from here, they might have isolated this area from the rest."

"That isn't all." He didn't ask, he knew.

"No, they took out STRIKE, and they are using their information. Seeing as my parents were co-founders, it is my duty to find everything they did with it and destroy it."

"That still isn't it." Diaval said, looking at Draco's blank stare. They might glow now, but the shine was missing. That one little gleam of happiness, mischief, and laughter was not there and his eyes only glow with the cold. The teen hums and agreement, looking around.

"No, if my parents had a statues in this world, and so did everyone else. I already know of my parents and Severus. All the light side are basically dead. I've seen that the other Death Eaters are also dead but a few that worry me."

"They are?"

"My Aunt and Uncle of course. The Lord and Lady LeStrange, the optimum of what I like to call madness. While my parents and Severus taught me everything they could, it were they that taught me how to be cruel. If they are alive here …" the air stills, leaving Diaval breathless.

"I'll need to kill them this time." He decides before setting Diaval to rest, he moves away to look at everything. The crow-man couldn't catch a wink of sleep, he was too concerned of his boss to do so. Usually, he could smell emotions on people. Most of his emotions are enhanced. The ones he gained from a dog helped a lot in learning how people feel at most times. He can literally smell the fear of someone even in his human form.

Draco was always a whirl of emotions, if you were willing to ignore the time he takes to thinking of solutions or – for the lack of better words – studying. When he isn't, even if his face was blank not to show any weakness, he could still something off of him.

Now he doesn't, he can still smell a human there, but it was like a moving corpse. It unnerved him, it felt unnatural as well, making him want to hurl. Then there was the fact that he uses his magic without effort.

Did he always held himself back? He always seemed like he needed to focus and rest afterward to use magic, at least something to the magnitude of the curses. But now, he doesn't, he flings his hands or stare to get the affect that he wants.

"I am a telepath Diaval, while I am trying to ignore reading you, your stirring thoughts are distracting." Draco said glancing at his direction before looking away. Diaval closed his eyes to take a deep breath. It was better to save questions for later. It always worked for Maleficent, she never wanted to be asked while working.

Is she okay now?

0o0o0

"This place unnerves me." The raven haired man said standing next to his blond companion. He looked longingly at him, his gaze filled with a wanting that couldn't be explained. The blond only stared at above, the world they stood on was like space.

Wide, so wide that it boggles the mind. Silly how this place really is his mind.

"It isn't, this place isn't your mind. You are connecting yourself to the universe."

"That shouldn't be possible."

"Magic is connected to the universe love." The man said as he moved to stand in front of the blond, he then continued to look at the icy metallic eyes. "I never understood your placement in the universe. The fate had such a hold on you the first time around that it was worrying. The second time I saw you ad Death cloaked you. I feared that I would lose you. Now however …" his hands moved to grab hold of his face.

"Magic, you represent magic." He said, his voice filled with awe. "Midgard was losing it's magic for so long, that it decided to bring its embodiment. Who knew that such a tiny body would hold so much control and power."

"If you haven't noticed, I lost my control very often, even when I deny it." Draco said sadly, looking down at his hands. "I always let loose and do some accidental magic. I still attract people when all I want was to be alone. Some representative I am … I mean, there's already a sorcerer supreme-"

"You don't understand Draco, not that I understand as much as well. Your sorcerer supreme's job is to protect the earth realm from any magical attack. You didn't have one for a while, only recently isn't it. While, you only represent magic. Congratulations Draco Malfoy, you found out that you are mortal."

The blond shuck a breath, this wasn't something that he ever realized was possible.

He didn't want this.

Yet he found himself not caring as much as he should.

"Your physical presence is needed on earth to stabilize magic, until you find an heir that will take your place, or else …"

"Or else what?" Draco asked worried.

"Hela told me of your conversation with her counterpart. He said that this world was in chaos before your arrival. I am inclined to agree."

"He did."

"Multiple dimensions were stuck together in this one. I am starting to doubt if I do have multiple children or not. A while ago I was sure that Slipnir was a horse made out of magic, not much anymore. A while ago I was sure I was mind controlled. Your presence, it's changing everything."

"I don't want you to be evil."

"I am not, as much as I could tell my darling wizard. Yet, things are changing. So many things. You would be able to tell, if you continued to strengthen your connection to the universe." He told him, the teen looks away from Loki's eyes and back at the beautiful skies.

Those tiny twinkling things were a mass of energy that could evaporate him, and it's probably larger than sun. Unlike the colourful pictures he usually sees about space, there wasn't much colours. At least not ones that were visible to the human eyes. He didn't know how he could tell, but it's like some instincts in him tells him that this area is this colour.

"This world was in chaos for so long, it just waited for someone to come along didn't it. I can see some dimension now … and some are not pretty." Draco said smiling bitterly.

"Do tell." Loki said grabbing hold of Draco's hands and pulling him down to sit. He looks up at the same direction as his love interest. Yet he couldn't see what the younger could.

"I … I'm not the main Draco … did you know? You're the alternate of the third main Loki of the verses." He smiled suddenly, leaning into a hug. It surprised the man, the last time they were together and Draco was objective of the whole personal touch issue. Either way, he accepted the hug and brought him closer.

"I can see the X-Men, now I understand why Death needed them separate." Draco said before shaking his head and tried to look at another direction. Only for him to clutch his head and grit his teeth from pain.

"What is it? Are you hurt?"

"It's painful, I can't see anymore." Draco whined, the pain slowly subsiding.

"I am not surprised of that reaction dear Mr Malfoy." A new voice filled the void. Loki's head spun to see the new arrival and growled as a tall dark haired man joined them. He wore a red cape along with a blue dress shirt of such. His goatee was sharp, and so were his eyes. Only his necklace told him who he was.

"The Sorcerer Supreme himself. What is it that you want." He growled, trying to put himself between Draco and the man. Although the action was sensible, those two would become allies in the future.

"To fix a disturbance. The representative isn't supposed to be here, it is too early for him to join flow. You shouldn't encourage him." The last part was said darkly, Loki only glared.

"You're not supposed to be here either …" Draco bit out looking up, he frowns, as he caught a simple glimpse of the man before the pain started. He caught more than this man, there were others, people he might meet in the future. Right now however, he knew that he shouldn't meet them right now.

"I am not, because you shouldn't be here. Mr Malfoy, you weren't supposed to discover you role in the world. At least of this. You were supposed to mature before you would be brought to the folds."

"he deserves to know." Loki told him.

"Yes he does, when it was time that he could accept it, when he understood more of life. When he isn't easy to bitter. When he could decline if he so wishes so. I am here to protect the world from any magical disturbances, right now Mr Malfoy isn't in hold of what is happening around him. This could lead to devastating results. He left his body in the mortal world, right now it moves as if it were a body with no soul. Am I to guess that this is your fault, Loki of Asgard?"

"He came of his violation."

"Then you should have guided him back. This is hurting him more than helping him."

"He-"

"Is hurting." This freezes the other man from speaking. He looked back and saw what was happening to the blond. "If you truly love him, then you would have told him to stop, not the other way around. If you truly love him, you would want him to be safe, to give him a choice. What you are doing now is the actions of a power mongrel man, not your own. Would you risk his life for power?"

"I…"

"Would you? Because if Draco did continue, his mind will break. All that will be left is the soulless body walking around earth." The Sorcerer didn't need to continue as Loki held onto his companion, whispering things to his ears. Draco seemed to relax after a while, the pain leaving him. Tiredness was all the teen felt, and Loki only held him, wishing that he wasn't a fool.

"And you ill do well to hide, your presence could e felt."

"You know what I plan."

"I unfortunately cannot stop you. In the future, if you survive, Mr Malfoy will be able to tell you why. He would be ready then."

"How long?"

"It could take decades, centuries even."

"Wizards only live for about two centuries, less so."

"He represents magic. Magic is fickle, surprisingly. Once she chooses something, she wouldn't let go. She already chose a suitable one only out of necessity, but it seems that she grew fond of him. I wouldn't have chosen him myself, but I too, were an arrogant man. I learned from my lessons, and so did he."

"You know an awful lot." Loki said suspiciously, the man smiled.

"You don't need magic to know that Mr Lufeyson. You can tell by just looking." He said before floating close to them. When he pulls Draco away from Loki the teen shook his head and blinks, looking around him.

"I will not try that anytime soon." He mutters, making the man chuckle. "As you have known, it isn't my time to appear. I will meet you in the future, Mr Malfoy."

"Wait! What's your name?"

"Don't you already know?"

"J-Just want to make sure." Draco mumbled, making the man smile. "I am Stephen Strange, you can call me Dr Strange. You are Draco Malfoy, also known as Houdini." The teen chuckled, before the man disappeared.

"I'm still wondering … are you a ghost? Or are you alive?"

"…" Loki didn't answer, Draco sighs in disappointment as he didn't need a verbal reply. He was a telepath, and he could already hear the answer. "I mourned you Loki, and Thor is still doing so." He told him.

"I apologize."

"Apology isn't enough. Loki, I mourned you. Do you know how hard that is when every time I have a bad memory I lock it away. I tried to lock everything away, but I still thought about you, still mourned you."

"I don't deserve any forgiveness." Loki said, understanding what Draco meant.

"I'll forgive, but I won't forget. I can't even if I tried." He told him earnestly, looking down at his feet. "You still love me? ..." he questioned, Loki didn't answer, as he looked away from embarrassment. This made Draco smile a bit.

"Someone still loves me."

0o0o0

"I'm not gonna launch those ships. Captain's orders." The man said, gulping. Cameron could feel the gun on the back of his head. Could tell that the man wasn't going to remorseful and wouldn't hesitate to pull the trigger. The gun dug deeper onto his head, making Cameron shake nervously.

He wouldn't.

They shot Fury, he might have been with questionable methods, but his heart was in the right place. The captain himself said they were going to use project Insight for devious reasons. He wouldn't let any blood be on his hands. Never. Not when he can stop it, as futile as his efforts are. So he stood his ground, and wouldn't let the man take control.

"Like he said!" he heard a woman yell. A small glance told him that it was none other than agent Carter, agent 13 herself. The one and only. "Captain's orders." She said determined. Just as she said so, all the loyal agents raised their guns to point at Agent Rumlow.

"You picked the wrong side agent." He drops his gun but before it could fall he pulled out a knife, cutting Carter's arm. His eyes widens when he felt everything go in slow motion. Rumlow drops down. Grabs the gun. Points at him. Pulls the trigger. A bullet came out.

He closed his eyes just waiting for the bullet to hit him. Even though Carter pushed his chair so he would be out of the way. He still thought that it would be too late.

Nothing happened. He drops from the chair, pain started in his elbows. He looks up to find a shield surrounding him and all the Shield agents in the room. Looking up he found none other Houdini himself walk in. The man growls at Rumlow.

"Long time no see Agent."

"You. You're Houdini!"

"Yes silly, and I'll make you pay for trying to brain wash me." He said flinging his arm, Rumlow hits the wall from the action. Houdini looks around, his face still not visible. Cameron knew that already, all the files on the man said the same thing. No matter which angle and they still couldn't see his face.

"Listen up. I know I'm wanted in shield, but right now I'm with the cap. Always been, always will be. But right now we have to make sure that no one will launch the heli-carriers, got it?"

"And why would we listen to you?" Someone demanded. If Cameron wasn't mistaken, he'd thought that Houdini rolled his eyes.

"Oh yes, don't listen to the man who just literally saved everyone's behinds in this room. No, doubt the man that has the grudge against Hydra, it's not like they have tried to wipe his mind or anything." Houdini sniped.

Something was wrong … it felt like … like … Cameron's eyes widens with sudden revelation.

"Oh god, it's you." He whined. He couldn't believe it. He just found out who Houdini is, and he isn't pleased. Houdini looked at him before turning at everyone. "Alright guys, I got this place protected and warded. You do your best to stop that launch. I have no clue how to work these things."

"You lie." Cameron mumbled as he watched all the Hydra agents drop down. He looked up as Houdini helped to stand. "Really, you couldn't have told me that it was you?"

"Secret identities are there for a reason. I'm surprised you found out."

"We hung out about three times and I already got down your sarcasm. I just …" Cameron sighs before smiling nervously. "Thanks. For saving me I mean. Er, the bullet could have, hit me." He said awkwardly.

His friend smiled. Drake smiled.

"I knew you were a bright soul the moment I saw you." He told him. "If I didn't do what you did, no one would have stood up."

"Agent Carter-"

"Because a normal technician stood up against a trained assassin because of his belief. She wouldn't let someone like that die. I know a guy who started out like you."

"Really? Who?" Cameron asked, Drake only laughed, shaking his head in amusement. Cameron will never know that Draco meant the captain. "And I admit, I was worried about you."

"About me? Why? I'm not special."

"Ronny, look at me." That surprised him, Drake was looking straight at his eyes now. "Everyone is special. You are more so. I knew you were special the moment I saw you. It does no one good to bring yourself down. Now sit next to me." He did, he watched in fascination as everyone tried to stop the hack attacks coming on the systems and the other agents stopping the Hydra ones from coming close to them.

"You see them having trouble with the computers, guess who's the tech wiz. It's not me. I know next to nothing about this system. You were the one chosen to launch it. Now get up and stop whoever is trying to launch the heli-carriers." He told him, Cameron nods and gets up to work. As he worked he realized that everyone started to follow his actions. He found himself giving out orders, usually he wouldn't be able to even speak to some, none the less yell at them to do something.

He was so into stopping the attack, that he didn't realize when a physical one was about to strike him. He only realized when a loud bang started, making the none agents jump and half the agents in the room directing their guns at Rumlow. Houdini of course made a shield around them as he started shooting some red lights at him, but the man kept dodging until he escaped the room.

"Bullocks, you guys keep guard here, I'll follow him." He said running off, Cameron looks at his back and couldn't help but feel the need to stop him. It was too late by then, he was gone. So he turns all his attention back on the screens.

"So you know Houdini's real identity?" Agent Carter said in a mild tone. Cameron grits his teeth, but then tried to smile awkwardly and avoid eye contact. "Real identity? The man saved my life before with Spider-man, yeah, that was it."

"You don't sound sure."

"Listen Agent, I don't ask about your company. Last I heard, you were pretty much stalking the captain." He said bitingly but regretted it immediately. He could already feel anger coming from her way, so he went back to his job.

0o0o0

Rumlow found himself being flung out of the building, literally. Fortunately for him, it was on the side of the lake. So he drops on watery surface, plunging him in the large pond. Swimming up, he found Houdini standing on a broom.

"I've a grudge with you." He said, the man growls and takes out a gun shooting at him. Houdini sidesteps, making him drop but he managed to grab on the handle of the broom.

"You honestly thought that'll get me." He said in an arrogant tone. Rumlow smirks.

"It's not you that I wanted to shoot punk." A loud clunk could be heard. Houdini looks back and sees a metallic counterpart flying up, making him curse. "You thought that we wouldn't have a plan B. Distracting you guys with the hacking was easy, and left other to do it manually." He said before getting dragged out of the water with his grip hook. Houdini righted himself on the broom and flew right on his tail.

"Come back here Scum Bag!"

"That's rich from a freak."

"I'm more natural to earth than you'll ever be." He yells, he started to dodge on coming bullets coming from the ship. Houdini speeds up just behind the man, but Rumlow already so to that and kicked him on the chest. The wizard gasped from the surprise and was pushed off his broom. Rumlow had the foresight to grab onto it. The thing dimmed at his touch, as if it was sentient and knew he wasn't its owner.

And he said that he's natural.

"I'm sorry I wouldn't be there for your funeral Malfoy." He yells as the teen flails trying to right himself as he fell. At the end he stills, giving up on what will happen to him, leaving Rumlow to smirk victoriously.

Only for the smirk to leave as a flying person with metallic wings swooped by and grabbed hold of the teen. He cursed, both him and the Captain were a pain, and now this.

"Draco! We thought you were gone for good."

"No. Thank the lord No! They were going to brain wash me?! Be their good little minion. It was horrible blocking that out."

"Where's the crow?"

"He's sneaking into Alexander's office, to save Nat."

"How did you guys even know she was there?" he asked suspiciously, dodging all missiles and bullet that were aimed at them. Draco grit his teeth, not wanting to answer. "Not the time Falcon. What do I need to do?"

"Drop the heli-carrier, no matter what." He said landing him on one ship, giving him a card. "You know what to do with that?" He did.

Sam was about to explain when a sudden feed was heard, the captain was falling. Sam immediately flies away to catch him. Draco turns around and found mostly everyone ready to attack him. He sighs as he gathers all his magic, closing his eyes.

"Time to change my fighting style. No more hoping for the best." He whispered, before a large wave of energy emitted from him, causing a shock wave that destroyed most of the weapons in close quarters to him.

"Make sure the best happen." He said opening his eyes with determination, eyes flashing with power. He strode to the entrance, using his shields to deflect all the bullets. Whenever someone tried to get close to him, he would only flick his hands to push the man forcefully. He gritted his teeth, they were too many, at the end he gives up and takes hold of few men. Using Imperio on him without any regret.

His orders were to shoot anyone on the non-lethal areas and to protect themselves. A significant amount of battle was directed away from him, leaving him to reach his destination with no trouble.

Entering, he found that the place he needed to be was above him, and that there were long stretches of stairs that he needed to pass by. Not one to loose time, he started to run.

0o0o0

Diaval was standing guard, his back on Widow's back, watching Alexander as she was sending all information she could about Shield, Hydra and the extra information Diaval himself just gave her on the internet. It was the same information that Draco and him gathered in that bank vault. He glared at the man.

"What got you so angry? I didn't even meet you." Pierce said, unamused.

"You were trying to wipe Draco's mind." He said bitingly, and almost succeeded, until the teen doubled over in pain half way out of their prison cell. Pierce didn't smile, didn't smirk or either frown. He was just a blank face. Diaval however, could feel his anger, smell it off of him.

"How did it go, did he already reject your company?"

"He's much stronger than that. Already planned ahead you see. It wasn't really bright you to leave Draco Malfoy. Remember what you said about him, he basically escaped one of your holds without any help and only the clothes on his back. In a place filled with guards and agents. Not a day ago and you left us in a room with scientists." And really, he wanted to scream at the man, is he serious?

"You weren't there."

"That's what you thought, you also thought that I wasn't here. Fooled you twice didn't I." he said, his accent already slipping in taunting. He heard a beeping sound from behind him. "Transfer complete … and it's trending." Widow said looking at her phone. Diaval smirks.

However, a small twitch of Pierce's hands snapped him back to attention. His hands went immediately to his, but it was too late by then. The two councilmen dropped on the floor. Diaval's hand was on Pierce's wrist. Widow and Fury already directing their guns at him.

"That pin was armed the moment you hung it. She could drop like them if you didn't let go, … what do they call you?" he said, as if they were having tea. Diaval glares at him.

"Crow."

"You're as revolting as one."

"Hypocrite." He said snidely but slowly let go of his arm as the other's lowered their guns. Even if he didn't particularly felt safe around Widow, Draco thinks of her highly. Pierce smiles deviously making the Crow-man grit his teeth.

"It's a shame really. A man like with talents like that, transforming into animals right? Why call yourself Crow instead of a more general term? Never mind that. It's a shame that you chose the wrong side." He said going to the platform that Natasha used a while ago. Targets started to appear on screen, leaving them all to seethe in anger.

"Targets are acquired sir."

"Move on with the plans." Pierce affirmed, they could see on the screens that the guns were starting. Diaval's eyes looked to the side at Widow's pin. The guns were now pointing at each other, Diaval looked back.

They started to shoot each other. He couldn't help but feel victorious.

"What a waste." Pierce acknowledged. Widow was smirking as she said "Still on the fence on whither Roger's could do it or not."

"Come on council woman, this way. You're going to fly me out of here."

"There was a time I would've taken a bullet for you." Fury said. "You already did." Pierce taunted looking at him.

That was all it took. Diaval transferred into a crow grabbing onto Widow's pin and yanking it out just as she activated it. Diaval instantly turned human and threw the thing away before it electrocuted more than he leg. He drops on the floor grunting but otherwise, the woman was safe. Fury turned around shot Pierce right to the chest, forcing the man to drop.

"Crow, your leg's alright?" Fury asked … in worry? Diaval thought in wonder. As usual, it was his senses that supplied it.

"I am confused." He admits. "This is to be the first time that I have been electrocuted. Usually, I don't feel any shock sitting on a wire as a bird. Now I feel tingles in my feet." He really didn't understand much of the world. Widow looked at him for a long time before sighing. She shook her head before helping him standing up.

"Both of them, idiots. Self-sacrificing idiots too." She mumbled, and Diaval blinks as new emotions came from her direction. Protectiveness? He really does not understand anything anymore. Wasn't lady Widow supposed to be an apathetic warrior assassin? Or was it that she was a woman?

No, don't do the same foolish mistake again, woman can be very frightening if they deemed it fit.

"Come on, we need to get on the heli-copter."

"Heli-carrier, heli-copter, I do not even know what heli means." He started to whine, only to get a slap to the back of the head. He glares at the woman but lets her drag him anyways. He looks at the carriers and hopes that Draco has already gotten off.

0o0o0

On hindsight, he should have used his wings. On the other hand, it's painful whenever they came out so he never lets them out. At the end, his second broom was a menace. It didn't even listen to him. Bloody broom! He tries to steer it clear of any debris falling at them, willing it to understand that not only will he himself will be crushed, but also the damnable broom itself!

A large chunk of metal almost clipped his arm away, and he shrieks.

"Get me out of her you chunk of wood." He demands, only for the broom to toss him a bit. He grinds his teeth from frustration. Calculations said that there wouldn't be enough time for him to get out of the falling heli-cariers path even at normal non-erratic speed.

He will be crushed.

Giving himself on the possibility he starts shielding himself against rubble, and added a bubble head charm for himself. Right now he only has one regret. He doesn't know how to swim, and he will be buried down under see underneath the steel corpse of a deadly weapon with no way out.

"Faster, we'll never get out alive with you like this." The broom tosses him again, but his grip was strong and so he didn't fall off of it.

Instead, the broom got yanked along the ride. "Bloody twisted hunk of junk." He yells at it as they both started plunging straight down to the watery depth. The velocity in which he is falling with was too strong for any interrupting motion to even change his direction, none the less halt it. He closes his eyes the moment he touched the surface.

At least he was safe. He thought as he was dragged down, the weight of steel pressing him down. His shield was holding it for now, and even if it broke, he has the bubble head charm on him to survive. More things were falling, everywhere he tried to look. They were all blocking the sun light. He banished the insufferable broom back to his trunk. He then held out his hands in front of him, shaped as if they were holding water.

In its place, not the water expected, but light. Bright yellow light illuminating the place he was in. He could see it all now, so many pieces. Everything was destroyed, he didn't know if he should feel proud or horrified that he helped in doing this. The only thing to give comfort was his tiny ball of light.

All there is for now was to wait.

He didn't how long he did, just when things started to settle, more waves came, as if more things fell. A little glimpse showed him that indeed, the last heli-carrier is finally fallen.

If more things stacked above him, he wouldn't be able to get out. He needed to move. He tried to use the normal levitation spell, but it didn't help. Him, included what ever was above him, were too heavy for the spell. He used the propelling charm, it only succeeded in pulling him away from the depth and to the above, his shield still lodged to the leftover flying ship.

He dispelled the shield, and tried in vain to swim away. He wasn't really fast, his leg was caught. He yells at the pain, but stuffs it away. This wasn't the time. He tries to pull his leg away, putting his hands on the debris and pushing himself off. He then tried to push himself off with his leg.

It only helped in tightening the little space his leg was caught in. there was blood now, he could feel his leg being punctured.

He now started to fear the impossibility of sharks existing in the lake, or any other fish really. This is a pond that surround Shield's headquarters, there was bound to be some natural protection around.

He pulled, pushed, tried to wiggle his leg. All it did was bring him more pain. So he stopped and kneels hugging his leg. The light was getting blocked away again, meaning more things sinking above him.

He flinched when he felt rough hands on his leg. Looking up he froze.

The winter soldier, aka Bucky Barns, aka Hydra's top assassin. Behind him was an unconscious Steve. He yelled trying to swim close to the captain, only to be yanked back with pain doubling over his leg. He looked up at the assassin, fearing what will happen now. The mercenary went straight to his leg, and tried to push whatever that was holding him away from his leg. He was left gobsmacked at what was happening.

Maybe the mind altering didn't succeed, that it was Bucky that was helping them and not the winter soldier. With that in mind, he spelled the bubble head charm on both of them. The man balked for a second before noticing the fact that he was breathing.

He looks back at Draco and nods in thanks before trying to pry his leg away. Draco pulled Steve a bit with his magic, the captain floated right at him. The teen held onto him. He looks back at Bucky and started using a bit of his magic to help him.

If he tried apparating now, the charms might disable for the two because there isn't any magic user around them. He might apparate the ship with him as well, and he might also splinch. Already he felt dizzy from the loss of blood and continuous use of magic.

When the pressure became too much, he found himself slipping a bit. Hallucination as a result of blood loss was something new for him, he started to imagine squid – or octopus – arms appearing from the dark depths. He closed his eyes and finally fainted.

0o0o0

The captain and Houdini never responded to their calls. They were all in the helicopter as they waited for a signal of some kind. That's when he remembered something very crucial.

Draco can't swim. The captain was heard fighting, he could be injured right now. Lady Maria still didn't receive anything.

"We need to go and search for them." Samuel said, Diaval looked panicked at him. Looking back at the lake as the third ship fell, he decided to finally go and search instead of wait. So he stood up, wincing a bit on his probably scarred leg. He stumbled at the door that was left open still from Samuel's fall.

"What do you think you are doing?" He heard a alarmed voice ask him. It was Lady Widow. He looked back at her and grins before falling backwards from the flying vehicle. Everyone in the helicopter yelled at him, but he didn't worry himself. He watched as Widow tried to jump out for him but Falcon grabbed onto her before she be unreachable. Good, he wouldn't be able to support her.

Twisting himself to face the waters, he closed his eyes lets himself transform.

Ten arms started to stretch, two longer than the others. One of them was stinging. His visions looked the sides instead of the front. Turning into a colossal squid might not have been his brightest idea, what with all his energy being zapped. He still paved his way through the waters and kept deflecting every wreckage that fell through. For some reason, he felt something. Tiny vibrations that didn't fit the remains that were closer to him. They were all reminiscent to a moving child in a puddle.

It made perfect sense, for a squid to feel the vibrations. He didn't know why he knew it felt like a child playing in water. He would put that in a mental list to question later when he has time, or most likely, in Draco's library. Getting closer, he could finally see them.

The captain, Draco- and the assassin?

His hands instantly made its way to the assassin, not wanting him getting any closer to them. The mercenary didn't even look at him before grabbing a floating piece of metal and putting it between them.

He was about to crush him when he noticed how panicked the mercenary became as he dives in and tries to pull … Draco's legs.

The mercenary was trying to help, he wasn't there to kill them. Diaval could see bloody coming from his friend's leg, and the mercenary seemed to give up hope and only tries to pull the leg away instead of making way for it to move.

Diaval lets his arms wander before grabbing the object, and the pulls them away, essentially freeing Draco from his hold. He immediately transforms into another sea creature, one he never had the reason to transfer too, and became a dolphin. He swam to them and waited for the mercenary to have a tight hold on both the captain and Draco, he then looks suspiciously at him before grabbing him as well.

Diaval swam to shore, dragging three people on him. When they finally reached land he instantly transforms back to his human self and pulls Draco to himself checking on him. The mercenary pulls captain Steve right next to them and stares at all of them, more specifically on Steve before turning and walking away.

"Wait!" he calls out, the mercenary stops and looks back at him with that stare.

"Thank you, for trying to help him." He told him, Draco wasn't stirring, but Diaval was already taking out his blood replenishing potion that the teen forces on him. He also took some other potions and threw it at the mercenary.

"Medicine, if you really are back to normal, then I hope you best of luck." The man didn't answer, but he did take the potions and walk away from them. After feeding Draco the blood-replenishing potion he tore his coat and rapped his leg around it. He then proceeded to check on the captain.

He was lost on that front. Doing the same procedure he usually did, and after that he sat between them, just waiting for someone to find them. Looking at them lying on the ground like that, it made his heart ache.

Maleficent always slept, no matter what he did. What if Draco always slept? The only other magical he found. He didn't even find him, Draco found him. What will happen to him now?

He knew, deep down that even if he hid in the forest once more, those organization that have an inkling of what he could do will search for him. He shouldn't even be able to transform, he was unnatural by all the meaning of the word. He was an avian creature that has been grounded. Yet he still liked it.

Was he a crow? Did he still qualify as one? Maybe when Maleficent transformed him he just turned into a magical creature. A shape shifter? No, those things are mostly monstrous. He didn't want to be monstrous.

He wanted to be with a friend, and now …

He couldn't tell for how long he stayed there. The sun moved from its possession, the length of shadows became taller. He sat in front of Draco just to protect him from the sun, who knew, maybe he was sensitive the sun or easily burned, he was pale enough. The waves started to lessen, but not by much. He looked up and found new helicopters searching the premises.

That means that they are searching.

All of a sudden, a man shaped being with wings appeared. He smiled, that was Falcon! He stood up and tried to catch his attention, jumping and waving his hands. The man might as well ignore this because he was too far away. Much to his surprise, the falcon started flying towards their direction in an admirable speed. Not a few minutes later and he was right of him, his eyes covered by some kind of telescope.

Binoculars, they were called binoculars. He couldn't believe that he forgot that.

"Squid? We know that you can transform into animals, but a squid?"

"It worked did it not?" He said indicating to the other unconscious two. Falcon, Samuel, or just Sam, human naming still confused him, ran to the two checking on them. He felt offended, he knew how to take care of the injured. "Hallelujah! Now we need to get them to the ambulances, or straight out fly them to a hospital."

"Ambulance, we do not know if Hydra is still around. They might take advantage of their state. At least at the ambulance sector we know that they are all Shield agents. After all, the captain's speech forced the traitors out of their hiding."

"I thought you were a dumb sidekick." Sam said raising an eyebrow. Diaval rubbed the back of his neck before helping Sam out by carrying Draco. "I, do not trust others."

"You trust the kid."

"He saved me. He also helped me."

"So you're in his eternal servitude or something?"

"No, he tells me that I have the permission to leave if I so desire." He said, but he was scared. HE couldn't go back to the forest, his home. Not with everything gone but a few tree creatures whom are also on the brim of extinction. The human world confused him. He missed the olden times, with royalties and knights in shining armour, and magic! So much magic trailing the lands.

Now, everything was dim to him, the only light he could possibly see are some magical areas the human wizards and witches used to inhabit, the few forests that used to be majestic in magic, and Draco.

Is he selfish? Yes he is.

"Can you turn into a bird or something?"

"Yes, but the only bird I can turn into is a crow. I apologize."

"So that's why you're called crow." No, he was originally a crow, he only said he was crow recently because someone demanded a code name. He doesn't remember when exactly and how questioned him. Still, it fit him, as it truly is the bird type that he could transform into.

"Then … turn into Willy and let him ride on your back." Sam told him, Diaval blinked.

"Who's Willy?" He questioned. Humans and their need to reference things. He knew sarcasm, enjoyed it even, along with humour, but the whole referencing was just tiring.

"Willy the whale, the killer whale? Free Willy? Just friendly whale that needs freeing from an aquarium?" Sam said, trying to jog some kind of memory. Diaval frowns. A movie? Humans have many movies.

"Great, Cap was already clueless about pop culture, now we got you."

"I watched Star Wars." Diaval defended himself. As a crow, he flew inside a cinema as a crow to watch it. "And … A-and I Love Lucy."

"Dude, you'd live in a cage if you didn't know what they are. Something else." It seems that Sam has sent a call to the others to indicate their area, as he seems to give up trying to get them all out in safety and sat on the surprisingly beachy shore.

"Dukes of Hazard …" Diaval said looking down. Sam narrows his eyes. "The movie?"

"Er … the show."

"More." Sam demanded, it seems that he understood what was going on. Diaval flushed with embarrassment, so maybe he wasn't on the uptake of pop culture, he really didn't have the time to be updated on them. The only reason he knew those shows were because he was tired and there was a marathon on someone's television set that he could watch from outside.

"Bewitched, and The Avengers, that British show about Spies."

"Ironic how you ended up with one." Sam said with suspicion before lighting up. "Awesome! Now I can entertain and educate both you and the captain! This is going to be fun. I'll have to put you two through the shockers first."

"Shockers?"

"You know, the biggest plot twist in movie history. Like Luke's father. Since the cap didn't watch it yet …" Diaval grinned at that, it would be entertaining to see the captain's reaction. "And the fact that Luke and the princess are siblings?" he questioned.

"YES! Yes! That is what I am talking about." They stayed like that till the others found them.

0o0o0

"Sam told me you don't know pop culture?" Draco asked at night time. When no one really slept. His case didn't need much, as Diaval already did his best and he only needed to re-wrap his leg. There were others with more serious injuries. So he was left in a room, Sam and the captain being in another. Fury of course, had to disappear at some point. He was still listed as dead, no one needed to know otherwise. Hill was only organizing everything before choosing the new head of Shield and leaving herself.

Cameron, or Ronny as Draco started to call him, came by to check on his health. The first thing the young man did was punch his arm, then hug him. He then left telling him that he will check on him later.

Only Diaval was left, and the man wouldn't leave him no matter what he told him. He was secretly glad for that.

"I do know some."

"Right, I should have made you watch some shows with me."

"When do you exactly watch? You always have something to do, I never saw you watch things." He told him, highly confused by this. Draco rolls his eyes. "I use a time turner. Stark likes to reference so many things that its maddening staying near him without learning a shred of what he is going on about. Not to mention …"

"Not to mention what?" Diaval asked, enjoying this little conversation that they had going on.

"I don't like being ignorant. I need to have the upper hand on everything."

"Good." He said leaning back on his chair smiling. "If you didn't have the upper hand … we would still be in that facility underneath the found. How did you ever manage to escape that trance? I have not yet asked."

"…" Diaval feared that he wouldn't be answered. The teen however, sighs before leaning back on his bed and answering. "So it turns out that I'm the future representation of magic." He said, Diaval shuck a breath, staring at him.

"What? Don't stare at me like that."

"So that's how you knew where to go, and what we need to do with the information we gathered from the facility? You can … can see what may and may not." He said eyes wide open. Draco frowns, not understanding what Diaval was on about.

"Er…"

"I guess, to a point. I almost got my head obliterated if I saw more. Sorry Diaval, I … tried to see about your friend. But my head just … caught fire or something. I couldn't see it. It wasn't the time." He told him. The man seemed to melt down in disappointment before nodding in understanding.

"I do not blame you. That possession you hold, will hold, it is no laughing matter. Usually, if you tell a normal human what you just told me, they will laugh at you for your madness."

"So why aren't you?" Draco questioned.

"I am magic, my whole being is only existing out of magic. I am only alive because of magic. It isn't surprising, the need to stay close to you. Other living magical creatures might want to stay close by just to stay alive. Magic may not be restored soon …" he said quietly before looking up at the teen. He grins.

"But with you, it will eventually."

Responsibilities, Draco hated them. Right now, Diaval was looking at him like some kind of messiah. It unnerved him. Dr Strange … he said it wasn't time.

And that was it. The future has no set course. Draco was sure that if he didn't want to, he wouldn't become this representation. Yet, looking at Diaval, he understood.

He could save his friend from her sleep, because their land doesn't have much magic left. It seems only this representation can save her, and whoever was left. He was basically the answer for Diaval. He sagged, more responsibilities. He knew being a champion of death would end up with him having another quest sometime soon. That in itself was too much on him.

Maybe … maybe he was just a whiner. That he should be honoured by this. Yet he didn't find any pleasure for any of this. If it meant that people like Diaval would look at him like this, meaning he wouldn't easily make friends with them. He didn't want it.

Since when did he want friends instead of power? He shook his head.

"I'm Draco. Right now I don't understand anything. I'm seventeen. If I ever get to whatever you're thinking, I want someone with me to help me through it all." He said softly, looking at the man before playing with his hands.

"Can you do it? Stay by my side till I get my footing over whatever will happen?"

"I will be honoured to be that person that you need." He stated proudly. "Not only because of what you will become. Because you are a friend. My friend, and the oldest saying of friendship is that a friend in need, is a friend indeed."

"That's the best friend quote you got?"

"Is that a dare I hear? I'll have you know, I've lived for a long time to amass quotes for your need."

"Alright, go on, amaze me with your wisdom oh ancient one." He jabbed, laughing while doing so.

"Friendship is a ship set to sail till the very end."

"Weak."

"Best friends are the ones who show you your bad points, and then continue to explain why they love them."

"That is unhealthy, what if he was on drugs."

"Alright, I have another one, I don't remember who said it. Friendship isn't about who you've known the longest. It's about who walked into your life and said 'I'm here for you' and proved it." Diaval told him, smiling faintly.

"A friend is someone that you can grow separately from him, and still never grow apart. A person that knows you as you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still gently allows you to grow. By William Shakespeare ... I think, I'm not actually sure about that one." He finished, looking very proud of himself despite his ignorance. His big dark eyes glittering with happiness as he looked at Draco. The teen didn't know how to react before scoffing and looking down back at his hands.

"If that's friendship, then I fail."

"We haven't even started now have we?"

"I thought you were an idiot, well a secret smart aleck, but liked to act idiotic. Also, I haven't been a great friend with … Greg, and Vince." He regretted thinking about them.

"Why?"

"Huh?" Draco looks up at Diaval with a confused look. "Why is it that you weren't great friends for them?"

"I, never wondered if they were okay after leaving. When I came back … I found out that Vince was killed, and then leaved Greg like it was okay to leave a distrust person who just found out one of his best friends that were murdered was actually alive. What did I give back? A butterfly knife. A freaking butterfly knife."

"That's a nice gesture."

"Excuse me if I don't understand how giving a knife is a great gesture." Draco yells before calming down and staring down. After a few moments of silence, the crow-man spoke.

"Butterflies are the symbol of change. I think it's called the chaos theory now. However, as I remember this, Butterflies were Caterpillars. They had to go through a daunting life, going every day in such mountainous and sometimes painful life. They end up in a cocoon, stuck for so long without being able to move, get out, or live as they wanted. When they do, they become a beautiful creatures that are known as Butterflies, they are now able to reach heights they were never able to before this. They are not easily stopped anymore, they experienced hardships and know what it is like. They will be able to survive another." He told him gently before raising the teen's chin to look straight at him.

"The knife gesture, some believe it as bad luck. I don't, in the old times, old men give their son's a knife as a symbol of growing up. They tell them that they want them to be safe, to be able to survive. It's also practical, it helps with many things. If this Greg thinks about things deeply."

"He does, he just never talks about it."

"Then he will know that you wish for his well-being, and that you want him to survive and thrive. Maybe he always knew. Either way, you gave him a blessing, for not being able to stay." Draco's eyes were wide from the shock.

Draco finally understood what Olivander meant, or Vendor, when he said that the knife really didn't belong to him. The man always knew, and helped him by remedying his faults. He always knew, even the hydra part when he said he was glad that the sea monsters didn't catch him yet.

He never realized how lucky he was with having so many people around him looking out for him.

After a few seconds he started to tear up, before jumping on Diaval and giving him a hug. The man was surprised but went along with it. The teen continued to sob for the rest of the night, and the older man didn't know what to do now.

AN:-

You guys are starting to see a bit of what I thought of Draco in this fic. So let's explain. What Draco meant by saying he isn't the main Draco is that he was in another alternate reality made by fanfiction. Yes, imagine every fanfiction is a different universe. The theory of multiple universes state that there are a hell lot more universes than all the fanfiction ever written. So Loki is an alternate of the cinematic verse. The first two in the main verses are Earth 616 and Earth 1610.

Dr Strange people, I'm dying for the movie to come out already.

Inspiration for this fic – really the only thing that made me write: This is Gallifrey, Dr Who Soundtrack.

Ignore this part unless you are bored, want to read things and is okay with rants:-

Right now I am beyond caring. I finally finished my finals, pretty much sure I got rejected for the third time for a scholarship, and sick of a cold. Oh yeah, the freaking car i was on broke down in the middle of the freaking road. In the middle of the road. Hot sun and cold wind was such a contradiction. So I am really sorry, but i was busy and sick.