Chapter 23 -
"It's as if they resent being imprisoned." Fandral said as he battled the prisoners alongside Volstagg and the Asgardian guards in the prison.
"There's no pleasing some creatures." Volstagg replied after slamming one of them into a wall. The battle was raging, and they weren't given a second to rest as they had no choice but to keep fighting if they wanted to survive. A few prisoners were still in their cells, one of which included Loki who was in his private cell. He sat, leaning against a wall as he idly turned a page on the book he was reading, as if he did not notice or care about was happening outside.
A large thud sound echoed throughout the room, everyone stopped when the room suddenly turned cold and the floor was covered in a thin layer of ice covered the floor. They all looked towards the direction where the ice appeared to have come from. They saw Harry, standing in his Raven costume but without the mask and the hood down, his axe head was on the floor and an icy wisp rose from it.
He picked it up just as Thor landed right next to him.
"Return to your cells and no further harm will come to you, you have my word." Thor said, offering the prisoners a chance to leave this situation unharmed. Something that even he found odd, the Thor of old would have gladly taken the situation as an opportunity for battle. One of the prisoners responded by running up and punching Thor, unfortunately for him he didn't hurt Thor at all. "Very well," Thor said as he grabbed the prisoner by the back of his neck and placed his hammer on his throat "you do not have my word."
Thor struck him and went into battle alongside Harry. Harry threw his axe at the first prisoner who charged at him, the prisoner dodged the axe and unintentionally allowed it to pierce through the shoulder of the prisoner behind him. Harry ducked a punch and placed his hand on the prisoner's chest and blasted him backwards into the other prisoners. More prisoners charged towards him, Harry's axe flew out of the prisoner's shoulder and back to his hand. It knocked several prisoners down as it came back to his hand.
Harry was not going to lie, it felt good.
"That axe seems to be working good." Thor commented as he smashed one prisoner in with his hammer.
"It's working lovely" Harry replied just as he slammed the handle into the nose of a prisoner, he then kicked the prisoner away. Three prisoners charged towards him, Harry spun in a circle and swung his axe as he challenged his magic through it and sent a shockwave that sent the prisoners flying back. He was tempted to just kill them all but he wasn't sure how that would be handled by the other Asgardians, besides he wiould have more oppurtunities to use his axe.
'Oh wait, Thor just broke a guy's neck.' Harry thought as he saw Thor slam Mjolnir down on a prisoners neck. 'Guess killing is fine here.'
Harry turned and pointed his axe at a charging prisoner, challenging magic through it until the axe sent out a cutting curse that slit the prisoners neck. The axe worked just like a wand.
Odin walked with a focused face and a squad of Asgardian guards right behind him.
"Send a squadron to the weapon vault, defend it at all cost, secure the dungeon."
"Odin" Frigga said as she, Natasha and Jane appeared. Odin stopped and turned to them.
"Frigga." He said, "GO!" He said to the guards before turning back to Frigga. "It's a skirmish, nothing to fear." He told her.
"You've never been a good liar" Frigga replied.
"Take them to your chambers, I'll come for you when it's safe." Odin ordered.
"Take care." Frigga nodded.
"After everything I've survived," Odin smiled and placed a hand on Frigga's cheek "my queen still worries about me." He turned and walked away.
"It's because I've worried about you that you've survived." Frigga called out to him as he left, as she dragged Natasha and Jane away, the former smirking at the sass of the Asgardian queen. "Listen to me," Frigga said to them, her voice serious and stating that she WOULD be obeyed. "both of you, it is vitally important that you both listen to what I say."
"What about Thor and Harry?" Jane asked.
"They'll be fine, trust me." Natasha said in a reassuring voice. "One of them is an Asgardian god who is thousands of years old and fought in who knows how many battles while the other is an immortal and extremely powerful wizard who isn't the tamest person around and now has a new axe. They'll be fine."
"Thor" Harry said right after he decapitated one of the prisoners. "This is wrong."
"It's a bit too late to change your mind about killing," Fandral said as he stabbed another prisoner. "especially when you've killed the most."
"No, I mean THIS seems wrong." Harry responded as he slammed the axe head into a prisoner's stomach. "Prisoners don't just escape any time they want."
"Aye," Thor nodded "there must be a reason for it."
"Well, Loki is secure in his cell" Volstagg said as he slammed one prisoner onto the ground. the rest of the prisoners had stopped fighting, seeing the whole thin lost cause.
"I don't think Loki is what they are after." Harry replied "They would've taken him if it was."
"What do you think they're after?" Thor asked.
"I don't now but with all of the possible things on Asgard it..." Harry was cut off by a small noise, his eyes widened as he pulled a mirror out of his belt and held it up to his face just as Natasha's face appeared on the mirror. "Nat, what.."
"Bad guys, attacking us, come here quick." She said quickly before cutting off the mirror.
"Well I guess that answers that" Harry said just as the ceiling above them shook.
"We must be quick." Thor said.
"Grab on" Harry said. Thor placed a hand on Harry's shoulder and the two teleported away.
"I don't like this!" Jane hissed to Natasha.
"You're not the only one" Natasha whispered as she and Jane hid in a secret chamber in the room.
"She could die!" Jane said, totally not okay with just leaving Frigga out there.
"Yes, but so could you." Natasha replied.
"But..." Jane was about to argue but Natasha put a stop to that quickly.
"Look," Natasha said as she cut her off. "usually I'd be more patient but I literally don't have the time. You can't do anything to help her in this situation besides giving up and surrendering, and that's not an option, especially if it means letting them get whatever the hell is inside you. Second of all, I don't like being helpless either. I am a high class agent of shield, if we were dealing with regular humans then I'd be kicking the crap out of them. I know this isn't easy, it will never be easy but at the moment the only thing we can do is have hope that she'll make it out alive."
"But what if she can't?"
"Maybe she can't or maybe she can, anything's possible in the world we live in. Shush, I think they're near."
"But..."
"Shush," Natasha ordered. "we don't know how good their hearing is. Stay quiet."
The doors opened, Frigga watched as a creature with pale, milky white skin and long hair walked in to the room while wearing a black cloak and silver armour. He was shaped like a man but the bright and pale blue eyes and the pointy ears told her exactly what it was, a dark elf. His eyes flickered between herself and the illusion of Jane that she had made, she felt no need to make an illusion of Natasha as the elves likely didn't even know she existed.
"Stand down creature," Frigga said as she and the elf walked around the table in the centre of the room to meet each other. "and you might just survive this." The elf was unharmed while Frigga held a sword in a reverse grip.
"I have survived worse than this woman." The elf replied.
"Who are you?" Frigga asked.
"I am Malekith" He introduced himself as he was a few steps away, "and I shall have what is mine" he added as he glanced towards Jane.
Malekith tried to take a step forward when Frigga cut him using the sword, Malekith jumped back in surprise and took out a sword that he had hidden in his cloak. Frigga quickly struck it out of his hands and began slashing at him several times, many people would forget that the woman was a warrior simply because of her kind nature and love of magic. She had the skill and technique needed to fight with Asgardian guards and win.
Malekith ducked under her sword when she struck him in the face with her fist, she pushed him against a pillar and placed the sword against his throat. However she quickly knew that something was wrong when he didn't act bothered by it at all. He glanced to the side and Frigga quickly realised why. She turned when her new attacker grabbed her by the wrist. It was a tall creature that was covered in black armour that had many horns spread around the body and his face was covered by a horned, bestial mask helmet.
It threw the sword out of her hand and grabbed her by the neck, lifting her a foot into the air. It turned her around so she could see Malekith walk towards what they thought was Jane.
"You have taken something child," Malekith said as he walked towards her, "give it back." he said as he reached out to grab her. As soon as his hand touched her shoulder she disappeared in a green light. "Witch!" Malekith shouted as he turned around to look at Frigga. "Where is the aether?!" He demanded as he walked to her.
"I'll never tell you." Frigga said bravely as the creature held her by the neck.
"I believe you." Malekith said, glancing at the creature.
The creature understood what he was being told and slammed a blade into Frigga's back, causing her to scream out before she was dropped onto the ground. Malekith and the creature turned when they heard a furious roar, the creature was sent crashing through a pillar by Harry's axe 'Leviathan' just as Malekith was blasted in the face by a bolt of lightning from Mjolnir. Harry and Thor rushed towards them, Thor jumped in the air and tossed Mjolnir as hard as he could.
The big creature grabbed Malekith and used his body to protect him and try to get him away, Mjolnir struck the creature on the back and both of them fell off the balcony as they tried to escape. Thor chased after them, meanwhile Harry ran to Frigga and slid down to a kneeling position. He was tempted to help Thor chase the two but saving Frigga was his priority.
"Shush" Harry said as he quickly began waving his hands over her "it'll be all right." He said as Thor tired to take down the ship that Malekith and the creature escaped on but he was too late.
"H...Harry" Frigga gasped.
"Shush, you'll be fine." Harry said in a comforting and confident voice as he got to work healing her, healing wasn't his best subject but he made sure to always know enough to help people.
"I...I'm dying" Frigga gasped.
"Yes, you are dying." Harry said as he pulled a potion out of his belt and fed it to her. "You are dying but you are not going to die, not today at least."
"Harry" Thor said as he kneeled down next to her. "Is she...?"
"She'll be fine," Harry reassured him "just stay back. Go check on Jane and Natasha."
"But..." Thor started only to get interrupted.
"Thor just trust me and go check on the girls."
"Fine." Thor gave a reluctant nod as he went to find the girls.
"Frigga!" A voice called as Odin entered the chamber.
"Odin." Frigga breathed out when she saw him.
"Stop," Harry said to Odin when he saw the king kneel down next to his wife. "I need to heal her. Hold her hand," Harry ordered, Odin who wasn't use to being ordered still listened to Harry. "alright, now hold his hand" Harry said to Frigga. "and focus on him."
"Are you okay my queen?" Odin asked.
"I've been better." Frigga said dryly.
"Okay," Harry said once he was done. "help her up." He said to Odin, he and Odin grabbed an arm each and helped her to her feet. "I'm sorry, healing is not my speciality."
"It is fine, thank you child." Frigga smiled at him as he let go and allowed her to lean on Odin. "I fear I might have been dead if not for you, a little pain is a fair trade."
"Either way, I think it's best if you go see an Asgardian healer." Harry recommended.
"On that we agree," Odin said before turning to Harry. "Thank you wizard."
"No thanks needed." Harry said as Thor returned with Natasha and Jane alongside him. "Are you both alright?" Harry asked as he pulled Natasha into a hug.
"We're fine." Natasha said once the hug had finished.
"Are you hurt?" Jane asked Frigga when she noticed her leaning on Odin.
"I thank you for your concern but I am fine." Frigga replied.
"But you've been hurt." Jane argued.
"And that is why I will be off to see the healers." Frigga responded. "I will talk to you later child." She added as Odin guided her out of the room.
"She'll be fine." Harry said to Thor who looked worried. "I healed her, she should be fine after a little rest but she'll be taken to some Asgardian healers just in case."
"Thank you." Thor said to Harry.
"We're friends," Harry shrugged. "I'm sure you'd do the same for me if the situation was reversed."
"In a heartbeat." Thor replied.
Later that day, a funeral was held for all those that died in the attack. It was held at night, everyone was gathered outside, Harry was also invited along with Natasha and Jane to attend. The Asgardian's that had died were placed in boats and sent out into water, after that the boats would be shot with burning arrows and light up on fire, burning the bodies.
Described like that it might not sound that great, but it was actually a rather beautiful moment. Harry could actually see the Asgardian's wanting this.
He watched as the boats floated along the water, the flames contrasted beautifully against the dark night sky. Soon the boats found themselves floating towards a waterfall, they went down the waterfall.
Frigga was watching, part of her was glad that she wasn't one of the many that had died in defence of Asgard, though she knew it was a very close thing. Fortunately for her Harry managed to get to her in time.
The mood and atmosphere was not a nice one. Harry glanced at Thor, he saw the look on his face. It was a look he recognised, it was one he had on his own face on multiple occasions. He had the same look when he walked down through traps to stop Voldemort from stealing the philosopher stone, he had the same look when he braved the chamber of secrets for Ginny. It was a look that clearly said he would not just sit back and let this slide.
But if Harry had a mirror then he would see the exact same look on his own face.
"Do you know how many guards are outside?" Natasha asked, she along with Jane and Harry had been confined to their chambers by the order of Odin himself.
"Give us a sec," Harry said, he extended his magic out and used it to check the outside of the room. "two guards."
"So we're just locked up here?" Jane whispered.
"No, they either don't know or have forgotten that I can teleport." Harry replied, it was true as they had originally put Harry and Natasha in a separate room from Jane but he just decided to teleport the two into her room. "Also you don't need to whisper, I placed a silencing charm, they can't hear us."
"Oh, neat." Jane said as she blushed a little.
"What do you think is happening outside?" Natasha asked Harry.
"Not a clue." He admitted. "I don't know what Odin is currently thinking or planning at the moment. All I know is that he wants us out of the way."
"Do you think we can get him to help us?"
"I'm not sure, the guy is emotional."
"Well, his wife was stabbed because of me." Jane reminded them.
"Not because of you." Harry said.
"She nearly died for me." Jane argued.
"She would have done that for me as well." Natasha replied.
"She would have done that for anyone." Harry responded. "She's a good woman, don't ruin what she did by acting like she made a mistake."
"I suppose." Jane nodded. "It's lucky that you know how to heal."
"Yeah well, I used to get hurt a lot and it helped knowing how to heal".
"Goddamn it!" Daphne cursed as she waved her wand over Harry's chest.. Currently she and Harry were in the room of requirement, Harry had left earlier that night and Daphne waited for him to come back. When he finally did come back it was at midnight with a large amount of blood coming from his chest. She had immediately removed his shirt and jacket, something she would usually enjoy doing but this time she was more focused on stopping the bleeding. "How the hell did this happen?!"
"I got bored" Harry said sarcastically through grit teeth.
"Harry, I am here healing you when I could be sleeping in a comfy bed because you wanted to go out and play vigilante and I can't sleep knowing you would probably get hurt. Guess what, you got hurt so don't give attitude when I am healing you!"
"S...sorry," Harry sighed "it's just I'm a bit...irritated."
"Yeah, we can be irritated together." Daphne rolled her eyes. "Now what happened?"
"Everything went good, I stopped a raid." Harry answered. "It was being led by Malfoy senior. I held them off long enough for the aurors to arrive, Dumbledore's order came about a minute before they did. Then it was chaos, everyone firing spells everywhere. Killing curses and stunners and Merlin knows what spells."
"Did anyone see you?" Daphne asked, worry evident in her voice.
"No," Harry shook his head "the shadow charm on the hood works perfectly. Anyway, soon most of the death eaters were either captured or running. I was battling with Malfoy, one member of Dumbledore's order saw us, I figured that the guy would aim for the death eater but no he decided to go for me. Apparently stopping vigilantes is a higher priority than the murdering and raping death eaters. He had sent a body bind spell at me, I ducked when I saw Malfoy cast a spell.
I tried to avoid it but then it hit me in the chest, hence the pain and the bleeding. And the pain, did I mention the pain?"
"No I don't think you did." Daphne said sarcastically.
"By the way...there is pain." Harry said, smiling despite the...you know what.
"Wait a sec," Daphne said as she took a potion out of her bag "you're lucky that I had the forethought to make these while you were out."
"That's my little potions mistress." Harry grinned as he kissed her on the forehead before taking the potion. "Your potions always tastes better than the ones Snape makes for the hospital wings."
"That's because he doesn't really care about if you all like the taste."
"No, it's because he's just a dick." Harry responded before gulping down the potion. "Wow, that's nice. It tastes like milkshake, how the fuck do you make it taste like milkshake?"
"I know what I'm doing." Daphne just smiled and shrugged as she took her wand and began casting spells again.
"Don't be so modest Daph." Harry let out a small laugh.
"Fine, why do you think it tastes like milkshake?" Daphne raised an eyebrow.
"Well either you just tricked me and gave me milkshake or I'm dating a goddess in disguise." Harry answered with a smirk.
"A goddess huh?" Daphne asked. "I hate it when you say stuff like that."
"No you don't," Harry snorted in disbelief. "I see those pretty little lips of yours curving up."
"I hate that I like it." Daphne replied once she stopped. "There, it's done. It's be better if you go to an actual healer."
"You're just as good."
"Harry, I am not a trained healer. I am just going off by what I've seen my mother, an actual healer, do."
"Yeah, well I trust you more than any healer." Harry replied.
"But Harry..."
"No" Harry shook his head. "If I went to any healer with so much as a headache then everyone finds out, forget about what would happen if I come in with a big cut on my chest. The last thing I need is the ministry trying to lock me up or Dumbledore breathing down my neck and lecturing me when I am the only one actually trying to do something in this war."
"But why Harry?" Daphne said, her blue eyes locking onto his green ones. "Why do you of all people have to do it? You saved the philosopher's stone, defeated seventy foot basilisk with a sword, fought off soul sucking monsters and survived Voldemort more times than any other student in the school, you've done enough."
"No, I haven't. Voldemort is going to hurt innocent people, including me and therefore you. He won't stop hunting me, he's obsessed and he'll use you to get to me."
"But Dumbledore and the ministry..."
"Are useless." Harry cut her off. "The ministry spent a year denying that he's back without even actually investigating it. Dumbledore spent a year avoiding me, the only time he ever spent with me was to basically demand that I take occlumency lessons with Snape."
"Don't remind me," Daphne shook her head with anger. "he did not give you good lessons, if anything he ruined the progress that I had made teaching you occlumency."
"Alright first of all you look absolutely beautiful when you're angry..."
"You always think I look beautiful." She pointed out.
"That's hardly my fault, anyway Dumbledore forces me to go to these lessons with the guy that even my muggle relatives knows hates me."
"Don't get me started on your relatives either." Daphne growled as a variety of painful curses popped up in her mind, curses that she wouldn't mind practising on Harry's relatives. She'd like to see how willing they are to abuse her boyfriend when she has a wand pressed against their necks.
"Anyway, Dumbledore isn't going to be of help. I won't deny that he's a powerful wizard but he is of no help. I mean look at all the shit that he's done over the years."
"What, you mean like baiting a dark lord with a valuable magical artifact in a school full of children?" Daphne asked.
"Yes, that plus hiring a peacock to teach in our second year." Harry replied.
"Letting dementors fly around the ground instead of using all of his power as headmaster and chief warlock to get rid of them."
"Bringing the tri-wizard tournament back."
"Not properly protecting the goblet of fire."
"Or telling me I wouldn't have to compete at all if I didn't do the first task, plus not giving me the rule book that the other champions got."
"There's also the fact that he didn't do much about Umbridge."
"Ignoring me for the year when he wasn't forcing me to spend time with his pet death eater."
"And constantly forcing you to go back to your abusive relatives." Daphne scowled "I see your point. I mean, the last wizarding war wasn't stopped because of him."
"Exactly," Harry nodded "the order is too defensive and I doubt any of them could spell 'offensive'. The ministry is shit seeing as many of the people running it are either incompetent, death eaters, sympathisers or out numbered by the previous three. Voldemort is after me, he won't stop and I am not stopping either. Not until you and me can live without being hunted."
"Say if you do stop Voldemort, what would happen then Harry?" Daphne asked. "Would you join the aurors and keep chasing after dark wizards like everyone thinks you should?"
"Everyone else can go screw themselves." Harry said as he held Daphne's hands in his own. "Their is only one opinion that currently matters to me, and that's yours. I don't care what happens to me. I might play quidditch, I might become a chef. I might go muggle or I might get a job in the ministry or on the Wizengamot. It doesn't really matter to me, as long as you're with me, I don't care."
"That's all, I mean thanks but you don't have any plans for the future? Nothing else you want."
"Well, maybe some kids and a house but that's it." Harry shrugged.
"Kids huh? How many do you want?" She asked, blushing slightly.
"I'd like at least two, maybe three." Harry answered honestly. "What about you?"
"I've never thought about it." Daphne answered just as honestly. "In my defence I thought I would just be married off to some random pureblood and he would decide."
"Well how about now? Decide, how many do you want?"
"Uh, I don't know...two or three...I guess. I mean it's always just been me and Astoria for a while until my brother Dylan came along. I don't know, if I had to chose then I'd just say however many feels right.2
"Fair enough." Harry said. "But we've got time to decide."
"You think it can work? You and me having a family together."
"I'd bet my soul on it."
"You're soul?"
"Of course, because you are my soul Daph." He said seriously, he was more than a little surprised when Daphne started laughing. "What?"
"That is really corny Harry." She laughed.
"Well excuse me," Harry rolled his eyes. "I've just had to deal with death eaters and I come back injured, forgive me for being unoriginal."
"Fine, fine I'm sorry." She said, her laughter fading but the smile on her face was as bright as ever. "But seriously, thank you Harry. I love you."
"Love you too Daph." Harry smiled back, his hand reached for his shirt when Daphne slapped his hand away.
"Nope," she said as she shook her head, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I want to show you just how much I love you." She said before pulling him into a passionate kiss.
"What is he doing?" Jane asked as they looked at Harry who had his eyes closed and a look of concentration on his face.
"Do you want an honest answer?" Natasha asked.
"It'd be preferred over a dishonest one, yes." Jane nodded. "So what is he doing?" She repeated.
"I have no idea." Natasha admitted.
"Wow, that feels funny." Harry said as he opened his eyes.
"What were you doing?" Natasha asked.
"Frigga taught me a bit about illusions, I had sent one to communicate with Thor." Harry answered.
"Really?"
"Yeah, if I keep practising it then I should be able to do it with the same ease as Frigga and Loki, hopefully. Anyway I sent an illusion of myself to go and talk to Thor and find out what was happening."
"And?" Jane prompted.
"He wants to meet me and Natasha in a pub later."
"Wait, so elves attack and Thor's first instinct is to have a drink?" Natasha asked with disbelief.
"No, it's a secret meeting that's happening at a pub." Harry explained. "Sif will be there along with Heimdall and Fandral plus Volstagg. He looked very serious as well."
"What do you think it's about?" Jane asked.
"Dark elves, you, us, Asgard, pink ponies, could be anything." Harry shrugged.
"How are we going to get out?" Natasha asked.
"Simple, I'll teleport you and me there. I could just leave two illusions of us here." Harry replied.
"But I thought you said they were hard to do?" Jane questioned.
"Well moving ones are. I could leave a non moving one as that is no where near as hard but the problem with that is I'm not sure how long it will last because I haven't really had the chance to test it."
"Okay, so you'll just leave an illusion of us here and teleport us out," Natasha summed up. "hopefully this meeting is quick."
"We'll be out at night time so I'll just make two illusions of us sleeping." Harry said.
"We're here." Harry said to Sif, Fandral and Volstagg just as he and Natasha met them outside the pub, the three Asgardians were wearing black cloaks which were clearly how they had snuck around.
"Come on." Volstagg said as he opened the door and ushered them in.
"Thor." Harry said in greeting as they all walked to the back of the pub and sat with Thor while Heimdall leaned against a wall. "So what's up?" Harry asked once they were all settled in with drinks.
"I've tried to convince my father that we do need to do something about the elves, he has refused." Thor said in a tired voice. "He was blinded against your words before and now he is too angry to listen."
"What is he going to do?" Natasha asked with more than a little worry.
"Nothing that will benefit Asgard." Was Thor's answer. "Mother is injured and resting, I fear that she is in no state to convince him of anything. What I am about to ask of you could be considered treason of the highest order possible. It's success could result in our exile and it's failure could end with our deaths. Malekith, he...he knew the Aether was here. He could sense it, its power, if we do nothing then he will come for it again but the next time he could end up laying waste to all of Asgard and its people."
"We have a deadline to do whatever we need to do." Harry said.
"What deadline?" Sif asked.
"The Convergence is tomorrow, isn't it?" Harry asked.
"Heimdall, is it?" Volstagg asked.
"That is indeed correct." Heimdall nodded.
"Then that's our deadline." Natasha said, understanding what Harry was saying. "The last Convergence was when Malekith and the Aether was seen, which means..."
"That that's when he'll attack." Harry finished.
"Yes," Heimdall said suddenly "it is when he can use it's power to the fullest and affect all nine realms."
"He's going to hit hard as well." Harry replied. "Combine five thousand years of waiting, desperation, anger and crazy and then you get Malekith. That plus his army of elves and you can see how dangerous the situation is."
"Tell me something," Fandral said "and I do mean no offence with this, but you knew he was coming, right?"
"I had guessed that it was possible, yes." Harry nodded.
"Then why didn't you do anything about it when you had the chance? You know, when you were king."
"Simple, I couldn't." Harry answered. "I took the throne because Thor was too busy chasing Jane's skirt," Harry paused to take in the small amount of laughter from the others and the mild glare from Thor "plus when I took the throne I had to sit down for a whole hour and listen to someone explain everything I was allowed to do. I wasn't permitted to make big changes. The power I had was really quite limited, plus if I did make big changes then there was no guarantee that Odin wouldn't just reverse whatever I did when he woke up."
"Fair enough." Fandral sighed. "What is the plan?" He asked Thor.
"We need to move Jane and the Aether off world and away from Asgard." Thor replied.
"And how exactly are you planning to do that?" Harry asked. "I mean, I can teleport but the only places I've ever teleported were in Earth while I was already on Earth."
"The Bifrost has been shut down and the tesseract has been locked in the weapons vault." Sif added.
"There are other paths off Asgard." Heimdall spoke. "Paths known to very few."
"One person in particular." Thor said as he glanced between them all. Harry and Natasha had glanced at each other, and almost telepathically agreed that they didn't like where this was going.
"No." Volstagg said, realising who Thor was suggesting.
"Thor, please tell me that you don't mean Loki." Natasha said in a pleading voice. "Please tell me you are not referring to your crazy brother who attacked an entire city with an alien army."
"After stealing a valuable artifact and killing lots of people." Harry added. "I know the dude's your brother, but he is the god of mischief and even you can't trust him at this point."
"I don't." Thor shook his head. "There used to be days where I would trust him to watch my back, those days are long gone. I intend to use Loki's desire for vengeance."
"Vengeance?" Natasha asked. "What did the elves do to him?"
"Not him." Thor shook his head. "It's about what they did to mother. Loki may be evil but he cares for her."
"So we're betting everything on if the psychopath is still a mommy's boy?" Natasha asked with disbelief.
"Thor, are you sure about this?" Harry asked.
"Yes, I am." Thor nodded.
"Loki knows more paths off of Asgard than Odin and Thor." Heimdall "He's always had his ways of slipping off of Asgard. If you play this right then you could have him work with us out of a sense of vengeance against the elves and a chance to improve his current situation."
"You mean like tell him this'll get him out of prison?" Volstagg asked, once again with disbelief.
"No, he wouldn't believe that." Harry shook his head. "But we should do something to encourage his greedy side and the part of him that wants his life to be easier. Maybe imply a reward."
"I was also hoping that you could talk to him." Thor added to Harry.
"Why me?" Harry asked just as everyone else apart from Heimdall said. "Why him?"
"If there is anyone who can get through to my brother, besides my mother, it's you." Thor said.
"You really have that much faith in me?" Harry asked, doing his best to keep the surprise out of his voice.
"I do."
"He will betray you." Fandral said like it was a fact.
"He will try." Thor agreed, expecting nothing less from his brother.
"Okay but how are we leaving and where are we going?" Natasha asked. Thor took in a deep breath before answering.
"Svrtalfheim"
"The home of the dark elves?" Sif blinked. "Thor that realm is forbidden."
"It's their home world?" Harry asked.
"Yes, no Asgardian has set foot on it for since the days of my grandfather, there will be no civilians there."
"So just us and them." Harry said with understanding. "They've attacked your world so you want to go for their world, only fair I suppose. It could take them by surprise I guess."
"Definitely" Natasha nodded. "If Thor is right then there hasn't been an Asgardian there for an incredibly long time. They probably expect to continue the fight here."
"What about your mortal?" Fandral asked Thor. "She is being guarded, guarded by an entire legion of Einherjar who will be ready if you try to come for her."
"I will not be the one who comes for her." Thor said, his eyes landed on Harry, making it clear who was getting her.
"So I teleport in and grab her." Harry said.
"But once they realise that she's gone then they'll come looking for us." Natasha reminded them.
"Odin included."
"You'll need a distraction, something to lure them away."
"It is my sworn duty to notify the king about crimes against the throne" Heimdall replied.
"Ha," Harry let out a soft snort of amusement. "So I grab Jane, Heimdall distracts Odin and the Einherjar. Then what?"
"We will use a chariot to fly away." Thor said, he then looked at his fellow Asgardians.
"That's good." Harry said approvingly. "Perhaps we should have more than one chariot."
"Misdirection" Heimdall said.
"Exactly." Harry nodded. "Take the chariot, have Loki take us through a secret passage or whatever it is that he uses to get out of Asgard."
"Once Malekith removes the Aether from Jane I will destroy it." Thor said.
"Destroy it how?" Harry asked. "I don't think it can be destroyed, it would have been done so by now if that was possible."
"He's right," Natasha agreed. "your grandfather doesn't sound like the sort of person who would've let it exist if he could've destroyed it."
"Perhaps you are right, but I can try anyway." Thor said.
"Fine, we need to be quick though." Harry said. "There is a lot riding on this."
A.N: Hi guys, hope you liked the chapter. It took me a long time to write this, thought that was mostly due to doing other stuff and taking breaks but part of it was because of how long it was. Anyway I just want to address two reviews that I've gotten.
The first one is this:
stylo1 chapter 21 . Jan 22
i have a feeping you are just posting other ppls stories. ive looked t your list of stories 'your wrote' a lot seem quite familiar just like this one did. that and given the amout of words i highly doubt this is your work
My response to that is the following:
I am not posting other people's stories, I personally think that is a shitty thing to do as it not only makes the person who does it an unoriginal and thieving asshole while also affecting someone who probably put a lot of effort into their stories. Sometimes I am inspired by other stories but I do not steal them. As for how i write, I'll be honest and just say that most the time I come up with a random idea and make a story from there. For example my damaged Raven story was just a story I made up after watching Avatar the last airbender one day and picturing Harry Potter with Zuko's scar, then I just sit down and dedicate a few hours everyday on my stories. Let's look at my stories.
1) My lightning curse trilogy, as far as I'm aware it is completely my own idea. Yes it's full of things that you can find in multiple other stories but it is my own idea. The first one is completely my own, the second one was inspired by another story but I had already admitted that. The third part of the trilogy is a Harry looks after young Harry thing and I've found at least five different versions of that particular story on fan fic so I've not stole that.
2) Chaos was just my first attempt at a story focused on comedy, in the later chapters I used an idea that I had gotten from a meme online only for one reviewer to point out that somebody else had already used that idea. I sent that person a message and informed them of what's happened and offered to take the story down if they want me to.
3) My harry time travels to the marauders time story is also something that has been done by multiple different authors in a ton of different stories fanfiction.
4) My 'I'm not a hero' story was just something I came up with, I just made the chapters up off the top of my head like I do with all my stories. (I know some people prefer to plant them out but I prefer to do it my way). As far as I'm aware it has similarities to other stories but nothing that would suggest stealing stories.
5) My one shots...shouldn't have to explain this.
6) Damaged Raven, I watched avatar and decided to combine it with Harry Potter and a different canon and added my own OC characters to it.
7) Dark lord Potter, they have been plenty of those stories on fanfic and it's just another thing that no specific author can own as their own.
8) This Avenger's/Harry Potter story that I'm writing is another thing that's been done by many people. I have taken a few things from Avenger's battleground, but I've done so with the author's permission as I sent him a few messages before writing this story. Any other similarities with this story and that one likely fall to two reasons, I've been using his story as a guideline and I've been using the movies as well.
I don't think you attended to be offensive so I won't be offended, but I have put a lot of time and effort into each and every one of my stories so it rather upset me to hear someone say that this is not my work. I won't be offended as long as you're not offended by my response.
Friends?
The other comment i wanted to respond to is the one discussing my take on the killing curse (you know who you are), you're probably right but I've dug myself into a hole now so for this version of Harry Potter the killing curse works like how it's been said by Harry.
As for general comments, Harry doesn't do much when he was king because he was king for limited time, he had limited power as letting him even be king was stretching it and i don't think they'd allow him full power, if he made drastic changes then Odin could just change it.
As for those who asked if i am keeping Frigga alive... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... take a guess (don't guess, read the chapter).
Also a few have been asking about Wanda and when she'll come, the answer is age of ultron. Which is basically once I am done with the thor the dark world part of the story.
Also I just want to thank everyone for reading, hope you enjoyed the chapter and feel free to leave a review.