Summary: When a new player comes into the field, Odin decides to sell Loki off. But nothing goes as Odin wanted and the Master of Death changes the Universe.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or Harry Potter.

Warnings: Future Slash, slaves, language may be formal (it's not my native language), and more to add later. Don't like? Don't read.

Previously

Loki couldn't believe his ears. After all the things that Harry did for him and after veering that he had said, he would still do something like that? Loki narrowed his eyes and started to plot his revenge.

Now

"Fenrir (Old Norse: "fen-dweller") or Fenrisúlfr (Old Norse: "Fenrir's wolf", often translated "Fenris-wolf"), also referred to as Hróðvitnir ("fame-wolf"] and Vánagandr ("monster of the [River] Ván"), or Vanargand, is a monstrous wolf in Norse mythology. Fenrir, together with Hell and the World Serpent is a child of Loki and giantess Angrboða."

Profanities sounded throughout the room while Harry was reading the information about Fenrir. "You have got to be kidding me! Another child! Where the hell did he came from?" Harry thought about his words and snickered. "Well, at least I know that he is not from Hell."

Harry put down the book in which he was reading and immediately reached for another book. It was funny to see how after all these years, he finally looked up some information himself. Normally it was always… no. Harry stopped his thoughts. Now was not the time to think about that. Not ever. Now was the time to research and to find out what exactly he could expect this time. Not to mention that he had already met Fenrir. Thought Harry pretended as if that hadn't happened.

"Just as Jörmungandr is a giant snake, so Fenrir is a giant wolf. Terrified of what Fenrir might be able to do if left unchecked, the gods decided to bind the great wolf, but found that he broke every rope and chain used. In the end, the dwarves fashioned a magical, unbreakable ribbon called Gleipnir, made from the sound of cat's footfall, the beard of a woman, the spit of a bird, the breath of a fish, the roots of a mountain and the nervousness of a bear – the reason none of these six things exist, according to Norse mythology, is that they all went into the making of Gleipnir. However, Fenrir refused to be bound unless one of the gods put their hand in his mouth while it was happening. Tyr, the war god, eventually agreed to be the one to place his hand in the wolf's mouth. When he discovered he could not break Gleipnir, Fenrir bit Tyr's hand off."

"Damn… He's a feisty one." Harry murmured impressed. It was easy to see that Fenrir was indeed the son of Loki. Not many beings would think about having someone else's hand in their mouth to just bit it off. Fenrir was certainly cunning. Or a trickster. Or both. Harry wouldn't take any chances with them.

Harry almost wanted to close the book, but one particularly passage caught his eyes.

"Not much is known of Narvi, except that he was killed by his half-brother Vali, who had been transformed into a wolf. Later, during Loki's punishment by the gods for his many crimes and misdemeanours, especially causing the death of Baldyr, Narvi's guts are used to bind his father."

Harry slammed the book shut and threw it to the side. Resting his head in his hands, Harry tried to fight the upcoming bile down. How… how could anyone do that to a child! Whatever his father did, he didn't deserve that! Pour Narvi… and how would his half-brother feel? Would he know that he killed his own brother, or would he forever live as a wolf not knowing anything. Who said that he was even alive!

Harry looked up at the ceiling of the library and vowed to the stars that he would take revenge for the lost of the innocent children. He would do anything for them. Anything…

"How dared he!" Loki said seething. "How dared he to attack my son! While he was wounded! I thought that he would be a better man. But it seems that he is the same as the Allfather and his idiotic son. And to think!" Loki passed through the room.

"Papa?" Hell asked hesitantly. It was the first time in her life that she saw her father like this. They had seen him angry before, but this time, there was some sort of undertone. As if something was missing of broken. Maybe he had trusted this Harry? But he wouldn't, wouldn't he? That wasn't like her father, trusting a fitly Midgardian, right?

"What?" Loki angry shouted.

Hell flinched, but she still continued to manipulate her father. No matter how difficult it was.

"If you are so angry, why don't you take revenge on him? He hurt your son, he locked us up in this room. I don't know what you think, but I believe that those reason are enough to get revenge. Maybe even to kill him." Hell smirked when she saw her father's eyes lighting up. She still couldn't believe how good it had worked. She never thought that she would ever be able to manipulate her father. Actually, it was a bid disappointing. She always thought that her father was better than this. But oh well, apparently, he wasn't and she wouldn't be surprised if is that was the fault of Harry. Thinking about that bastard, she never heard back from her Master/Mistress. They normally would have already given her a mission or something like that. Hum, weird, but not bad.

"You are a genius, my darling daughter. How come so that I hadn't thought about it?" Loki's eyes were twinkling, while Hell was confused, until she remembered her offer.

"I am indeed a genius. That you ever doubted me. I'm hurt father." Hell teased Loki.

Loki looked around the room and started picking up stuff. Meanwhile, Jörmungandr slithered over towards where Hell was sitting.

"What do you think that you are doing?" Jörmungandr hissed at her angry. "What are you trying to accomplish with this? That story of you wasn't even how it really was. Are you trying to hurt father even more?"

Hell gasped. "How dare you to accuse me of those things. I thought that you would stand with me. Are you my brother or not?" She accused Jörmungandr back.

He just shook his head. "I may be your brother, but this… you're hurting our father and I can't see that happening." He turned around to say something to his father, but before he could say anything, his world turned black.