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

"Do you want to know what happened?" Death whispered in Hell's ears.

"He called me."

And with those words, Hell's world crumbled completely. There was no way out now. This was the end. May whoever would be in charge of her soul have some sort of mercy on her. She closed her eyes in defeat.

"DEATH!"

Now

Harry flung the doors open and burst into the room. The first thing he saw was a white faced Loki, who looked as if he could drop down any moment now. The second was Sleipnir who stood in front of Jörmungandr to protect him, but it seemed as if he didn't need that much protection seeing that satisfied look on his face, muzzle, snout? How do you call it by an snake? A snout sounded the best, but was Jörmungandr a real snake? Or would you call him something else? It didn't matter. What did matter was the third thing that Harry saw in the room.

"DEATH!" Harry was furious, what did Death think that he was doing? Did he took Harry's powers to flirt with a girl or was he threatening her? He stood so close to her and was whispering in her ear. What in Merlin's name was that supposed to mean?

"You get away from that girl immediately." Harry stomped over towards where Death was standing. Death moved away as soon as possible when he saw the thundering face that Harry was sporting.

"My apologise, Master. I didn't know that I was insulting you." Death said with a smirk while bowing. Everything went according to plan. A little bit of manipulation was never wrong. Although this situation was not the time for manipulation.

"Master?" Hell gasped.

"Yes?" Death replied smirking.

"Wait, you are his Master, right?" Hell tried correct Death.

"Of course am I his Master, why else would he listen to me?" Harry asked confused.

Death giggled, but it went unheard with how hard Hell was laughing.

"I am not talking to you, you idiot." Hell eventually said with a glare towards Harry when she was mostly finished with laughing. "Why would you think that I was talking towards you? You are just an insignificant, little ant that one day will die and that day is coming closer and closer. Especially if you think that you have the right to speak like that about my Master." Hell thought that defending Death was the right way to get back into his good graces, but she hadn't thought that Harry was speaking the truth. You can understand that if I said that Death was amused, then it would be an understatement.

Harry just stared at her. And then stared some more. He eventually turned towards Death, pointed towards Hell and asked; "Is she kidding?"

Death couldn't stop the laugh that seemed to burst forward and laughed aloud. "Unfortunately, she is not kidding. She's not even dense, she's just stupid. I had hoped that I would have seen it earlier, but it seems that I made a fault in my judgement of her character, but at the same time she is the daughter of the Trickster, so who knows what it really going on in her mind?"

"I am not quite sure if you're playing with me now or not." Harry said looking at Death weirdly.

"I am not playing with you, Master. At least, not at this specific moment." Death answered with a Cheshire grin.

Harry held up his hands. "You know what, I have no interest in this conversation. What is it that you are doing here? Just tell me before I decide to just ban you from my home." Harry didn't actually would be able to do that, but it was a nice thought.

"Fine, fine, "Death laughed, knowing that it was an empty threat. "Hell here is one of my subjects. Not as in a dead person who lives in one of my many realms, but as in she is in charge of one of my realms. She is supposed to do everything that I order her, but she didn't. She went against my orders despite me explicitly saying that she wasn't allowed to do something. So, I came here to punish her."

Harry stopped Death confused. "I get that you wanted to punish her, but why did you take my powers away?"

Death looked a little nervous about that. "That was because I couldn't let you interfere with what I had planned. I wanted to keep you away while I punished her, but then I was called by her brother, Jörmungandr, who was locked up in his own mind by her. So I had to make sure that you wouldn't come in and ruin everything. I didn't wanted to do that in the first place, but I didn't had a choice. Sorry."

"Why do I have the feeling as if you want to finish that sentence with not sorry?" Harry wondered.

"Because I am indeed not sorry. Sorry, not sorry about what I did. I didn't mean to hurt you." Death smiled inwardly.

Harry waved it away. "You did what you had to do, but for next time, just tell me that you have to do something. Even if it is a little note. Then I know that I have to keep out of your way." Harry sighed and turned back towards Hell, who seemed to shrink under his gaze. "She is all yours. I have no interest in the punishment that you want to lay on her."

"What! Master, you would let him talk like that to me?" Hell tried to get Death's attention, but his eyes seemed to sparkle at Harry's permission.

"Thank you!" Death turned towards Hell. "It seems that your time on Midgard is up. Prepare for your punishment and say goodbye to your family. It is not sure when you will see them again."

Hell looked at her father, but Loki just looked at the ground not able to look her into the eyes. "Father? Please, help me! You can't let them to this to me! Father!" Hell started pleading.

Death rolled his eyes and grabbed Hell by her arm. With a small whisper, he send Hell away. He was planning to leave, but he was stopped last second.

"Wait!" Loki called out. "What are you planning to do with her?" Loki looked up to Death.

"Don't worry to much." Death said. "I will not vanish her from existence, but she will get a retraining and she will lose her place as ruler of Helheim. It will take a few hundred years before she will be allowed to do anything that is important. She will start on the bottom of the chain again." Death walked towards Loki and looked him in the eyes. Death smiled and nodded before he disappeared, but something seemed to put Loki to ease in that small moment…