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

Sleipnir shuffled closer towards Jörmungandr and laid beside him. He maybe couldn't stop Hell, but he could try to keep Jörmungandr save. Even if it was the last thing that he did. He hoped that Hell would soon stop this madness and gave up, but it seemed that she wouldn't stop. She kept manipulating their father and Sleipnir was scared of what would happen. It didn't miss his mind that the tale that she told wasn't the real one or at least was heavily changed. But what else would she do, she was unfortunately their fathers' daughter.

Now

"I have been in many different places. Places that were dark and lonely, places that were so bright that it pained to look at with my eyes although it is impossible to feel pain for me. Some places were as beautiful as the Northern light that you have here on Midgard, but most were even more beautiful. there are planets that are complete made of one colour. There is no red or light red. It just all same colour, but still I have been able to see there, just like the other beings on that planet, for everywhere, someone of something lives.

"I have seen things that would make the worst torturer vomit. Dark rooms with intestines hanging around as if they were merely playing. I have been to the dark deeps of oceans and saw the horrors that no one else saw. I have seen beautiful things that no man or other being would ever lay their eyes on.

"I have seen things come and go, but still there was improvement one way or another. Sometimes as destruction, but most of the time because of evolution. Sometimes it was according to plan and helped all the people, but there was also time that instead of helping a planet or place, it caused more pain and eventually the destruction of a planet. You can of course say that it was not an improvement, but how can it not be an improvement when those who suffered, stop suffering?

"People have called upon me countless times. In hate and in love. In despair and in unknown of what they were doing. There were times that I answered their pleas and prayers. There were times that I took what they loved most as a price and sometimes I refused to do their biddings and let all of their efforts fade away. They called me many things, ruthless, lovely, the final frontier, their champion, their master, but one thing always stayed the same. True, I might have gotten another name per religion, but they all thought that I was the same. For them, I was the one and only. I was Death.

"So, tell me, why should I listen to you and help you, while the only thing that most of me one is the sweet, lingering death?"

Death smiled down at Jörmungandr. Oh, he knew why he was here, but he so loved seeing others squirm. Seeing how they would treat him. Perhaps Jörmungandr would shout at him and try to make Death follow his rule, like those silly priests that he killed when they tried to command him, there was only one who could do that. And he was absent then.

Jörmungandr gulped. He hadn't expected it to work. Not that he tried before, but Death is an entity that was rarely seen and now, Death was in his own mind.

Still kneeling, Jörmungandr bowed his head in a plea.

"I have called upon you, to try to put an end to the madness of my sister, one of your subordinates."

"Ah, you have to be a bit more clear. Are you not all my subordinates?" Death smirked underneath its hood. "You all will die one day, so you are all mine, but some of you just have not arrived yet. Though, one day, everyone will stand in front of my door and when that happens. I will be the only one still there, bar one."

Jörmungandr felt all the blood leaving his head. He knew that it would be difficult to speak with Death, but that Death would actually talk about these things…

"You are of course right. I presume that the only one who would be by your side, would be Life?"

Death chuckled.

"You are dumber than I thought when I first met you if you think that Life and I can exist with only each other. Because when all life ceased to exist, then only Death will remain." Death smirked, seeing that Jörmungandr was even paler than before. Ah, how fun it was to shock others. "Speak up, subordinate, I don't have all the time in the world, well, I do have, but I have other ways to spend my time."

"It is my sister about who I am talking." Jörmungandr started. "She has been downright cruel these past few hours and tries to get my father to get revenge. It's only that the one that my sister wants revenge on, has probably saved our lives and our father's, but my sister is manipulating him all the time and I don't know how long my father will keep a clear mind. I believe that it is already to late, but maybe you can stop her? Her name is Hell and she wants revenge on one person called Harry, but"

"ENOUGH." Death roared. "Your sister, named Hell, wants to take revenge through someone else on Harry?"

"Yes, my Lord." Jörmungandr cowered, but he gained a bit of confidence after seeing the rage of Death. "I know that tried to get revenge earlier, but Harry knew a way to stop it. I tried to stop her, but she knocked me out and trapped me in my mind. You are the only one who can still help. Sleipnir would never be able to stand up against her and my other brothers are gone."

"Hmmm, then we should do something about that. Right?" Death smirked, but inwardly he was still fuming about what Hell was doing. He snapped his fingers and Jörmungandr was forced out of his own mind and was broken free of all his bindings.

Meanwhile Death tried to collect himself. He had given Hell a clear order, but it seemed that it was impossible for her to keep her vows. Maybe it was time for some knew lessons. Getting out of Jörmungandrs mind, he materialised in front of Hell with a big smile on his face. He was going to enjoy this.

"Hello Hell." Death purred.