AN: There be violence below. If you have anxiety, you might want to skim only. This made me anxious when I wrote it two years ago and while editing. There are two parts to the wild hunt. I stopped this chapter at 10 pages.


Upon arrival, Frigga and Eir moved over to where baby Harry lay and started wiping the blood off of him and chanting diagnostic charms, trying to find out what they needed to fix. Seeing this, Fenrir, still holding Vernon by the neck, threw the fat bastard into a portal and followed him. It was time to call his wolves and start the Wild Hunt.

Landing on the far side of the plot of woods his pack was currently running in, Fenrir let out a series of yips and howls, informing his wolves of the mortal's transgression. That a Wild Hunt was going to be called, and the child killer was expected to suffer before he was killed.

~TLA~

One moment Vernon was beating the ever-loving shit out of his no-good-freaky nephew; the next moment, he was landing in a heap in a small circular meadow in a cold dark forest. The sun was still out, but the forest was old, the leaves and branches blocking most of the light. Not knowing where he was, how he got there, he was starting to panic. "Bring me back! Bring me back right now, you fucking freak!" Vernon yelled into the forest, startling some birds out of the trees. He picked his substantial body up off the forest floor, wiping his skinned palms on his torn, blood-splattered pants; he looked around, trying to figure out which direction to walk. Turning to his right, Vernon left the meadow and entered the forest, trying to walk a straight line out of the woods; however dark the meadow was, the forest was so much more mysterious. He could hear the wind blowing in the trees; wait…Vernon stopped walking. "Was that drums," he thought, his heart starting to beat harder. He stopped breathing for just a moment. "No…there are no drums here." Vernon firmly told himself out loud, not having heard the drums again, but he saw some light ahead of him. Vernon picked up the pace, panting; he entered another meadow going into the meadow's center. He looked around, "FUCK!" Vernon screamed; he was in the meadow he started in. Instead of going right, he turned and entered the forest, going left.

"THUMN, THUMN."

"SHIT," Vernon thought to himself. "Those were drums he heard." Vernon started running, no longer going in a straight line. He entered the meadow again and fell to his knees, sweat pouring off his forehead, running into his eyes, breathing heavily, unable to catch his breath.

"ARHWOOOOOOO!" A lone wolf howled to the south of where he was located. Vernon stood up, his eyes wide, his breath coming in short pants. A painful knot in his lower stomach area…his bowels, that was it. He clenched his butt, hoping he wouldn't have a nasty accident.

"ARHWOOOOOOO!" Multiple howls came from the right and left where he had just come from. Vernon took off running into the forest to the north, away from all the howls, not seeing the Ansuz rune carved into the trees, glowing gold as they were triggered.

"THUMN, THUMN." The drums had started in beats of two, like a heartbeat.

"THUMN, THUMN."

"THUMN, THUMN."

~TLA~

"Father!" Thor boomed as he and the Warriors Three entered the throne room where Odin and Loki spoke.

"Yes, Thor?" Odin sighed with frustration at how loud his eldest son always spoke.

"A Wild Hunt is being held on Midgard. Do you mind if the Warriors Three and I go participate?" Thor boomed, knowing his father hated his exuberance.

"Yes, yes, you may go..." Odin said, dismissing Thor.

Thor and the Warrior Three turned to leave, but before they reached the door, Thor stopped, "Do you and Loki wish to participate?"

"Who is hosting the Wild Hunt?" Odin asked, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"Ah...I heard about it from Ares as he was on Vanaheim spreading the word of the Hunt. So I assume Artemis is hosting it," Thor lied.

"Is Zeus attending?" Odin asked slyly, trying to not show his interest.

"No, I heard he is visiting Furya; they have a new queen he is trying to seduce," Loki interrupted, "Father, may I attend the Hunt?" Loki asked innocently, winking at Thor.

'If Zeus doesn't attend, then I can't attend...' Odin thought darkly, "Furya, the world of the Greek Furys." Odin scoffed. "I don't know why those three crones need a whole planet to themselves."

"Or why the mortals who live there would honor the goddess of punishment," Loki frowned, "Goddess Alecto, punisher of moral crimes. Goddess Megaera, punisher of infidelity, oathbreakers, and theft. Goddess Tisiphone, punisher of murderers. Those ladies need to learn to relax and have some fun…chill, baby-baby, chill...although if Tisiphone wishes to go after my wife's murderer, I would be happy to lend her a hand."

"I do hear that the Furyans are great warriors," Thor boomed, "If you would allow Loki to participate in the hunt, I will watch out for him, father."

"Fine!" Odin retorted angrily, knowing if he did not allow Loki to participate, it would get back to the Greeks. He hated it when the Greeks outdid him in something. "Heimdall hear me," Odin boomed, "Loki is allowed on Midgard to participate in the Wild Hunt; Thor and the Warriors Three are responsible for him." The great bell above the Bi-Frost chamber tolled once, letting Odin know that Heimdall heard him. "Thor, you and the Warriors Three are responsible for Loki. You will be punished if he acts out or does not act like a Prince of Asgard should. Loki, you are to return after the Hunt, do not go wandering off without your brother!"

"Yes, Father! Thank you, Father!" Loki bolted out of the throne room, Thor and the Warriors Three on his heels.

~TLA~

Vernon stopped running when he came across a small stream in the forest. He fell clumsily to his knees, his limbs feeling like lead as he tried to gulp handfuls of water. However, the water drained through his fingers and off the side of his hands before the water reached his mouth. "His bloody hands were dry!" He thought as he brought a fist to the stream.

"THUMN, THUMN." The drums beat closer than ever. "RADA, TATA, TAT," a sharper pitched drum let out in between the deeper "THUMN, THUMN."

Vernon yelped at the sharper "RADA, TATA, TAT" and fell face-first into the stream, getting a thorough dunking. Now he was wet. It was finally dark, the wolves were still howling and yipping, and he still could not get a bloody drink of water. He needed to run. Everything was telling him to run. He was having trouble breathing by this point, unable to catch his breath. His heart was beating wildly but in tandem with the drums. His palms hurt where he had fallen earlier, and his knuckles were chapped and bleeding from the beating he had given the boy. His knees ached from his multiple falls while trying to run in a dark forest, and he was pretty sure he had just twisted his ankle falling into the stream. Struggling, he finally made it across the stream and stopped to catch his breath, only to find the iridescent gleam of many eyes. "OH SHIT!" Vernon squeaked out as he took off with a running limp, the wolves howling on the other side of the stream.

"RUN, VERNON, RUN!" Vernon heard a voice that he recognized but could not place yell out to him from every direction.

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT." The drums of the Wild Hunt finally got into a constant swing.

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

~TLA~

"Greek Pantheon!" Ares bellows into Mount Olympus Palace, where most Greek Gods and Goddesses lived, "we have been invited to a Wild Hunt hosted by the Norse God, Fenrir."

"Will Odin be there?" Zeus asked as he entered the throne room with his wife Hera on his arm. Together, they walked to the throne and sat down in chorus.

"No, not if Fenrir is the Host," Hades responded, tipping his head to his sister and Queen, Hera. He would never tip his head with respect to his brother, Zeus.

"Damn, that means I can't go," Zeus bemoaned.

"What about Queen Frigga?" Hera asked.

"Well, she is in England but will likely not be at the Hunt. The Hunt is being held because the mortal being hunted attempted to kill Loki's newest son. The baby is not even three years old yet. I watched as Queen Hel's Grim Reaper kept the baby's soul in his smashed-in rib cage. At the same time, Queen Frigga fed the infant a pureed Asgardian Apple of Immortality. The Goddess Eir was battling to heal the poor babe," Ares informed the pantheon as he could see the horror on some of their faces and the indifference on others.

"Yes, Queen Hel was very distraught and was refusing her baby brother's soul entry into the land of the dead," Hades added.

"Where is the baby?" Hera asked.

"Queen Frigga, the Goddess Eir, and two shieldmaidens are watching over the baby during the change. He's going to be a powerful little God," Hades chuckled, "I could already feel the chaos on him, and that was before he ate the Apple of Immortality."

"How badly was he injured?" Hera asked as she stood up from her throne.

"I've seen dead children on the battlefields with less fatal injuries. It was quite bad. I am looking forward to joining this hunt," Ares stated solemnly.

"Apollo, I want to check on this new baby Godling. Would you like to come?" Hera stated, fully expecting Apollo to come.

"Of course, my Queen," Apollo answered, checking his pockets for his healing tools.

"Nemesis, Athena," Zeus called out, and the two goddesses stepped forward. "You will attend Hera and Apollo as bodyguards. If they are attending to the babe with the Norse Queen having two bodyguards plus a healer, the Greek Queen must have two bodyguards and a healer."

"Yes, my Lord." Nemesis and Athena stated together.

~tla~

"Heimdall, hear me," Odin boomed again, "if the Greeks have set up a surveillance system so we can all watch the hunt, tap into it. If they have not set up the surveillance, do so yourself. I would like to watch this hunt. Make it available to all of Asgard." The great bell tolled once again.

Odin turned to the marble wall that held an embedded glass with the Ansuz rune carved as a border; his warriors started trickling in. Suddenly the hall was filled with tables and chairs, Asgardian warriors galore, and wenches serving food and drink. The glass suddenly flickered on, and all of Asgard could now see a severely overweight, panting, sweating Midgardian mortal running in fear. The lights in the hall darkened so they could see the dark forest better. The man tripped and fell, and the hall roared in laughter. "Asgard," Heimdall's voice could be heard. "This Midgardian mortal is the caretaker of an infant demi-god. HE IS A CHILD-KILLER!" Heimdall roared, and Asgard roared back in rage! "The God of Death has saved the infant demi-gods, life twice! Twice, this man has killed the infant demi-god! Twice is too much! The infant has been given the fruit of immortality, joining the Gods in Godhood!" Asgard roared in approval, and Odin looked over the hall in satisfaction. "A hunt has been called!" Heimdall continued, and the Norse and Greek gods have joined in. The God of Thunder, Thor! The screen showed Thor as he rolled his shoulders and stretched, getting ready for the Hunt." The Asgardian hall roared again. "The God of Chaos, Loki!" Loki could be seen making lunges while pulling his duel blades, his right hand going to the blade hidden on the left side of his chest underneath his arms, the left hand going to the blade hidden on the right side of his chest underneath his arms. Pulling his blades and swiped in a gut evisceration move. Odin could be seen clapping for both his sons. "The Warriors Threes!" Heimdall shouted as he kept introducing those who were participating in the Hunt. Odin frowned when he introduced Fenrir.

~tla~

"Aunt Theia, can you hear me?" Zeus called the Titaness of Sight.

"Yes, my Lord," the Titaness replied as she entered the throne room.

"Have the Norse set up a viewing system?" Zeus asked as he noticed the rest of the pantheon gathering.

"Yes, my Lord," Theia calmly stated as she waved her hand to the large glass panel that was set in a marble wall, the all-seeing eye etched into it. The glass flickered, and the Norse Ansuz showed briefly before showing a severely overweight, panting, sweating Midgardian mortal running in fear. The Greek pantheon cheered!

Zeus and the rest of the Greek pantheon could suddenly hear the Norse God of Sight, Heimdall, as he was going through introductions, "This Midgardian mortal is the caretaker of an infant demi-god. HE IS A CHILD-KILLER!" Heimdall roared, and the Greek pantheon roared back, missing the Norse introductions they were so loud. "The God of War, Ares!" Heimdall called out, and everyone could see him as he stretched and swung his sword in arches. "The God of Strength, Heracles! The Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis!" Mount Olympus rumbled as all the pantheon cheered for their Gods and Goddesses.

~TLA~

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA ,TAT."

"The Midgardian Dwarves are in good form today," Fandral the Dashing, one of the Warriors Three, commented to the other two of their cohort.

"They are not Dwarves but Goblins," Loki informed the Asgardians.

"Same thing," Hreidmar, King of the Nidavellir Dwarves, stated, "My men are here to prove their worth to the Gringotts Goblins. Once the Gringott's fathers see the Nidavellir sons, they will start bartering for their daughters…and vice versa, "we don't go into all that incest like you Norse, and Greek Gods do."

"My parents are not related." Loki huffed, insulted.

"No, but James Potter's parents were," Grinring, King of the Gringotts Goblins, replied with a wink to Loki.

"Sonorous, welcome…" A naked Fenrir started to say before catching a glimpse of Loki; he gulped before continuing, "Asgardians! Welcome Greeks, Welcome Frost Giants of Jotunheim…please don't fight with the Asgardians," the crowd laughed as Fenrir continued, "Welcome Nidavellir Dwarves and Gringotts Goblins, no mating until after you leave my lands!"

"Too late!" Someone yelled, and the crowd laughed again.

"Dementors? Hel, what in hell are dementors doing here?" Fenrir yelled as he spotted three hanging out on the forest edge near one of Hades' Cerberus.

"They are here as a test; if they pass, then they get to come to Nifheimr to start their Grim Reaper training," Hel responded as she rolled her eyes at her brother before going back to talking to Hades.

"I'm surprised you didn't bring your Draugr's daughter," Loki yelled.

"It's not like I could bring my Draugr's. That would be like trying to put out a church fire by using a forest fire water drop plane. Father, you are just plain stupid sometimes."

"Hahahaha! Loki, your daughter, is hilarious!" Thor boomed, and Loki cocked his eyebrow up at his brother.

"You let your daughter talk to you like that?" Ares teased.

"And your daughters do whatever you say and respectfully speak to you?" Loki mocked.

"The Amazons? Fuck no! They even refuse to worship me!" Ares whined, and Loki smirked.

"Gods, Goddesses, Ladies, Gentlemen, and fellow Monsters," Fenrir started. The crowd laughed at the dig to Odin, "welcome to my WILD HUNT!"

The Goblin and Dwarf drums went wild, swords beat on shields, Gods and Goddesses screamed their war cries, Jötunn and werewolves roared, and all sorts of noise rose above the trees.

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"THUMN, THUMN. RADA, TATA, TAT."

"Thank you! Father, I need you to promise not to go kill the mortal immediately. You must let everyone have their fun before we," Fenrir pointed to himself, Hel, Remus, and Loki, "have our revenge."

"REVENGE…?" Loki said dangerously.

"This is our mortal victim…." Fenrir waved his hand and showed a holographic picture of Vernon running.

"FENRIR…" Loki hissed out, his eyes flashing in anger, "what did my brother-in-law do?"

"Ah…" Fenrir said as he watched Thor and Heracles flank Loki grabbing his arms to keep him from attacking the mortal.

"HekilledHarrytwice, Hel'sGrimReaperkepthimfromdyingandGrannygavehimanappleofimmortality," Fenrir said as fast as he could, only to feel a slap to the back of his head courtesy of his sister.

"He did WHAT?" Loki snarled as he tried to escape the two Gods.

Hel, who was still standing next to Fenrir, started to explain as all the assembled Hunters listened. "Grandmother Frigga was forced to give Harry the Asgardian Apple of Immortality because this sack-of-adipose attacked him severely enough to kill him for a second time. I was able to keep his soul in his body the first time, long enough for Grandmother…."

"Granny," Fenrir interrupted.

Hel ignoring Fenrir, kept going, "…to arrive and heal his injuries. My Grim Reaper, Bob, was able to hold his soul in his body tonight until Grandmother…."

"Granny," Fenrir interrupted again with a playful smirk on his face.

"…and the Goddess Eir arrived," Hel finished and punched Fenrir in the stomach only to start shaking her hand, and the rest of the assembly laughed.

Loki stood looking at his two children quietly, and they started to squirm as all children do… "RUN, VERNON, RUN!" Loki yelled, pushing out his Chaos magic so Vernon would hear him.