A/N – Fallout of the mess caused by Stryker and Ross, or at least part of it as it will take much more to show all of it. I also wasn't that cruel as to kill Harry, at least not yet, it might happen one day, but not now. Some questions are answered, but even more is made and the main one is what Loki is trying to get.
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Beta - eri1551
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Warren stood with Kitty in the medical bay of SHIELD Helicarrier and tried to stay out of the way of the doctors that were focused on patching up everybody that took part in the fight the previous night. He had a couple of bandages covering his arms and legs, while she was completely unscathed, which was a lot better than most of the people that ended up in the medical bay.
"Will he be alright?" Kitty asked as she looked at the unmoving form of Harry, his whole torso covered in bandages, some of them slowly soaking with blood. Around his bed a wide circle was made by a life support machine that was mostly what kept him alive.
"He should be," Warren said, his voice warm and soothing. "They removed the bullet and patched as much as they could, the rest is up to him. He is tough and he should survive it, we both saw him survive duel after duel when on Asgard."
"Yet he was getting up after every battle without a single issue," Kitty said.
"I know," Warren quietly said and wrapped one of his wings around her. "I'm just as worried as you are, but we need to hope that he will be okay."
There was some commotion outside of the bay and when they turned their heads in the direction of the noise they saw an unusual thing. Unusual at least for Earth, as on Asgard it would be quite normal. Four people were walking towards the medical bay, the two in the front were clad in heavy golden armor with massive shields and spears in hands, while behind them were two women. One of them was easily recognised by Warren as Frigga, Harry's grandmother, while the second was Atalanta, Harry's cousin and friend. While Frigga looked the same way she looked on Asgard. Atalanta changed her appearance, she was wearing a leather armor with a couple of weapons strapped to it.
"Your Grace," Warren bowed his head when Frigga walked past them and towards Harry, her face not showing a single emotion. Even if she was calm, her guards were telling much more, their hands were gripping their spears and they were shifting uncomfortably. As if they wanted to grab Harry and get to Asgard with him.
"Be at ease," she said, her voice lacking any emotions. With a wave of her hand all of the machinery that surrounded Harry disconnected from his body and moved to stand against the wall. She extended her hands and placed them above his chest. They glowed green and she slowly moved them up and down Harry's body.
"She's trying to find the reason of his state," Atalanta said as she saw confusion on their faces. "Even if they removed the physical object that caused it, there might be more to it."
"Magic?" Warren asked.
"Or poison," Atalanta said with a shrug. "Poisoning is a thing frowned upon, but still used, so it could be a reason for his state."
"How do you know so much about ways to kill someone without being seen?" Kitty asked.
"Her grandmother is Hera," he said. "And from what Harry told me she isn't the most loving one."
"She isn't," Atalanta said with a wince. "She was the one that forced my father to send me to Asgard as a ward of my uncle, far out of her reach."
"I'm sorry," Kitty said
"Don't need to be," Atalanta said and placed her hand on Kitty's shoulder. "I don't mind staying on Asgard."
Kitty nodded and all of them focused back on Frigga who hovered above Harry's body with a thoughtful expression on her face, as if she tried to guess what was the reason for his state. She formed a ball of light between her hands and sent it into Harry's body, making him sharply inhale and arch on the bed.
With a sharp jerk of her hand she pulled out of Harry's body a whisper of black substance that was mixed with blood. She looked at it and than her eyebrows formed a line as she focused on it. Snapping her fingers she ignited it and obliterated.
"He will be fine in a couple of hours or days," Frigga finally said as she moved away from Harry's bed and walked towards them. "Atalanta, stay on Midgard as long as you wish to stay. He might be in shock when he wakes up and you should be able to pull him out of it."
"What shock?" Kitty asked, "I mean no disrespect, Your Grace."
"He killed for the first time during that night, didn't he?" Frigga asked
"Yes," Warren curtly nodded and then his eyes widened. "I forgot that killing for the first time and realizing how easy it is to take someone's else life, can be scary."
"Exactly," Frigga said. "And sometimes a telepath or an empath needs to help someone deal with it, if I had a choice he would be taken to Asgard, but the situation is precarious and bringing my comatose grandson could be... dangerous."
"Thank you, Your Grace," Warren said. "He is one of the few living relatives I have and can fully accept."
Frigga nodded and walked out of the room, guards falling into place in front of her, their hulking forms making room for her.
"Now we just need to wait," Atalanta said as she glanced at sleeping form of Harry. "He is too stubborn to die and too rash for his own good, so he will be soon awake."
"That sounds familiar," Kitty sighed as she sat down on one of the chairs and looked at Atalanta. "Since we have some time, we might as well talk."
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The atmosphere in Fury's office was tense as Loki sat in a comfortable chair, a pair of massive guards in ornate armors behind him, with their hands on their swords. It was obvious that Asgard was furious and wanted heads.
"How did it happen?" Loki asked, his voice ice cold as he looked at Fury.
"I don't know," Fury said, his voice sour and on his face were visible hundreds of new lines. "I had agents track Stryker, but I never expected him to work with Ross and do something as stupid as this."
Loki summoned a goblet and filled it with mead, took a sip from it, placed it on a nearby table and finally looked at Fury. "So let me get this straight, having all the resources and data you could dream of you were unable to keep an eye on over thousand of extremists and their ties to the military."
"Yes," Fury admitted and Loki knew well that this was more painful for Fury than the fact that he was surprised.
"If not for the facts that you are useful, that I like you and you are really good I would have removed you and found a more suitable leader for this organisation," Loki said. "But as I said, you are too useful so you will stay, however this is the least important thing. Something entirely else is much more important." Loki leaned towards Fury. "How is it possible that my nephew is comatose and how the hell did those morons got their hands on top of the line military equipment?"
"The answer to the first question is something that I would also like to know," Fury said and looked at Loki. "The answer to the second is easy, Thaddeus Ross, I told him that I won't approve of his ways and he decided to ignore a command and do it on his own."
"So a power-hungry idiot that has no moral code and is stupid," Loki smiled nastily. "One that is responsible for how many deaths of children and teens?"
"Twenty," Fury said, if Loki had to guess every single one of those that killed were about to die. Assuming that they were still alive.
"So twenty dead, over two hundred injured, one Prince of Asgard comatose and making my father furious," Loki said and sipped his mead. "There is an easy solution that will satisfy my father's lust for revenge and blood."
"And what is it?"
"Thaddeus Ross," Loki smiled, his smile would make a shark ran away in fear. "Preferably alive as I want to introduce him to some of my toys that are mostly gathering dust."
Fury shuddered at those words. "What if I say no to your humble request?"
"We might destroy some things until we are given him," Loki smiled and picked up the goblet. "Starting with Tokyo, followed by Pekin and other major cities until we have him in our hands."
"Would you kill millions just to have one person?"
"I would and you would be unable to stop me from reaching this goal." Loki sipped his mead and looked at Fury. "So what is your answer to my humble request?"
Fury rubbed his forehead and was silent for a moment. "You can have Ross, as long as nobody on Earth will learn about his fate I won't have a single issue with giving him to you. But first I want to get everything out of him, so I will give him to you in a couple of weeks."
"Perfect," Loki smiled. "Now there is the matter of our common friend from Scotland, one that we need to have words with. I wasn't paying much attention to him and Hogwarts, but I feel it is time for a small revolution inside of it."
Fury sighed and tiredly rubbed his forehead. "Hogwarts and Dumbledore caused me more troubles than everything else from the magical world. So if you manage to get him under control, I won't mind at all."
"I think I can make him behave." Loki smiled. "But I don't think that without a revolution inside of Hogwarts we will stop this annoying trickle of dark wizards and warlocks that want to cause mayhem and chaos."
"What would you suggest?"
"Crash course from reality and showing them that they aren't at the top of food chain. They are an arrogant, brash and narrow-minded group that needs to be reined in. Not to mention that they believe that they are the best," Loki said and tilted his head. "Did I miss something?"
"No, that's the best description of British wizards that I have heard. So how do you plan to deal with them?"
"Show them that there are sorcerers that can beat them without trying," Loki smirked. "And after that tear apart and rebuild Hogwarts."
"You know that they will protest?"
"They can as much as they want, nothing will stop me."
Fury nodded and looked out of the window. "You have my approval to do to them whatever you deem necessary," he said turning back, as Loki looked at him, there was grim determination on his face. "I don't care how you do it, but I want them less arrogant."
"What about the Purists?"
"They will be dealt with and I will make sure that all of their claws are chopped away," Fury said. "Can you take all of the Institute inhabitants to Asgard for the next let's say two months as it will take some time to repair the building and restore the damage caused by the Purists, as well as to conduct an investigation?"
Loki tilted his head for a moment and looked at Fury. "I will say yes, my father seems fond of Harald's friends and he won't do too many things that will cause a temper tantrum from Harald or Thor."
"Perfect," Fury smiled. "It will make my task a lot easier as I will be able to sweep every single room and get every single piece of evidence. Otherwise it would be rather hard as they would trample everything and made it a hard task to isolate pieces of data connected to the events of the night."
"I know," Loki said and looked at the sky, listening to what Heimdall was saying. When Loki's gaze was once again focused on Fury it was colder and more determined than before. "It seems that Dumbledore decided to retreat into Hogwarts and not wait for any more talks that we might want to have with him."
"Bastard," Fury spat. "He knew that I would have words with him and decided to get away from them."
"I will deal with him and I can assure you that it will be nothing pleasant for him," Loki smiled dangerously and the guards behind him shuffled, as if feeling the bad mood of their leader. "How badly do you want the confidence of the wizards crushed?"
"As badly as it can get, my patience for them is running out and the next time they do something stupid I will simply smash Hogwarts and decimate them."
"Then I think that I have something perfect, but it will take a couple of days to prepare and might require the approval of my father, though his patience is also running out."
"Do it," Fury simply said. "I have more than enough of them."
"I will do it." Loki stood up and smoothed out his robe. "I will be back in a couple of days, but now I'm going to talk with Dumbledore." He looked at the sky and beam of Bifrost descended from heavens above, whisking him away to Asgard.
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Thunder rumbled above Hogwarts as an extremely powerful storm raged, it seemed to laugh at the petty laws of science and nature that said that in winter a normal storm was an unlikely event. Yet it was there, and with each moment it was getting more and more intense. Winds were slamming into the ancient walls, carrying with themselves pieces of debris – stones, branches of trees and even whole trees.
Suddenly it calmed down and only rain remained, than a beam of light descended from the heavens above and impacted the ground in front of the castle. When the brightness was gone on the ground there were fourteen people standing, thirteen males and a female. They were warriors of Asgard, accompanying Prince Loki.
"Is it here?" Sif asked, she was clad in her golden armor and armed with a spear and a shield in her hands, while a sword was placed in a scabbard attached to her belt.
"Yes," Loki said as his gaze ran over the massive form of the Hogwarts castle, his eyes cold and ruthless, none of his usual mischievousness was visible in them. He was dressed in his armor and a helmet with a pair of massive horns was visible on his head. "This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I helped create it, but much has changed since then and I fear we will need to use force."
"Humanity decided to go on their own?" She asked as guards formed around them.
"In a way yes," Loki said with a wince. "But also the current Headmaster of it isn't fond of me and he knows well why I'm coming here."
"So he will try to stop us?"
"Yes," Loki said as he looked at the gate leading onto the grounds belonging to Hogwarts. He struck it with his scepter and it disappeared in an explosion of smoke. "This gate was supposed to stop almost everybody from breaking into the castle."
"They are confident that nobody will attack them," Sif noticed as they entered onto the grounds.
"Yes," Loki said as he looked around. "This should be much harder than it is." He indicated the main part of the castle. "This should be much more heavily protected, I weaved into the stone the same pattern of wards as ones protecting the Academy."
"So where are they now?"
"Probably not activated and not used," he smirked as they came to stop in front of heavy, thick wooden doors reinforced by iron. "Seriously? Are they expecting those doors to survive any more determined attack?"
"I guess not," Sif said as she kicked them open and sent them crashing into the hall. "That was easy," she said as they entered the room.
"Indeed," Loki nodded and sent a ball of light into the air.
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It was perfectly silent in the Headmaster's office when something slammed into the doors leading into the chamber. Dumbledore looked up and his gaze landed on the wooden doors of his office, he could see them buckle under the strain as something heavy was slamming into them from outside.
There was a loud snapping noise and the remains of doors flew into the room, spilling sawdust and hundreds of splinters over a large round rug that was placed in the middle of the room. When he glanced at the hole made by whoever was responsible for the damage done, he saw people in horned and winged helmets enter the room. All of them armed and armored for war.
"What do you want?"
"That you will stop acting like the slimy and clever bastard that you aren't," one of them said.
Dumbledore looked in his direction and recognized him as Loki. Yet here he was different, it was not the merry and friendly Loki that Dumbledore had been seeing, this one was cold and ruthless.
"I did nothing of the kind-"
"Be silent, mortal!" Loki snapped, raw magic manifesting in a gold and ice blue halo around his body. "You did it, don't play a fool as Heimdall told me that you apparated out of the Helicarrier and you knew that we would want to have words with you."
"I was needed here as I can't leave the school for too long." Dumbledore said. "Also my presence there wasn't required anymore."
"Wasn't required you say," Loki snorted and motioned for two of the guards carrying something to step forward. They threw it onto the floor and Dumbledore's eyes widened when he saw Snape there, his robes torn and blood covering his face. "Death Eater in your ranks? The one that betrayed my brother's location to his petty lord."
"Severus seeks redemption for his mistakes and I offered him this position in exchange for staying away from Voldemort or any other of his followers."
"Yet he does a bad job of teaching his students how to make potions, poisons and antidotes to them, also he is biased," Loki said as Snape groaned from the pain on the floor, blood leaking from the wounds covering him. "So I see no reason why you keep him, it would be better to put him down."
"He has his uses and is a brilliant potion master."
"Maybe he has, but he will either change his behavior or end up dead as some of his friends, such as Macnair."
"I promise that he will be more impartial and that he will behave fairly towards all students,"
"Good," Loki smiled, twirling his scepter. "I also have an invitation for the whole school to Asgard for a couple of days or weeks. Unfortunately due to some reasons you can travel there in a week's time as we need to make preparations ahead of your arrival."
Dumbledore was silent for a moment, considering the words. The offer was generous, yet he could feel something more to it, yet he shrugged it as something not important. He knew it was too good to ignore. "I will accept it."
"Perfect," Loki smirked. "I will be here when the time is right. Until that I bid you a goodbye." He kicked Snape in the ribs and disappeared out of the room, guards vanishing with him.
Dumbledore looked at the bleeding and moaning Snape and snapped his fingers, sending a message to Poppy to get here. She was the only one that was capable of fixing him. In the meantime he looked at the wall, thinking about the future.
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"Hook, line and sinker," Loki said as he appeared in the office of Fury. "He doesn't even know that it is a trap and other arrangements are being made as we speak. He also has a mole in the castle, a mole that he knows about, yet keeps him."
"Who?" Fury asked, diverting his attention from the display on which he was reading something.
"Snape. Severus Snape," Loki sneered. "I don't know why he is still alive, but if Dumbledore wants to have a pet I won't mind as long as both of them behave."
"Snape?" Fury arched an eyebrow. "The same one that betrayed Lily to Voldemort?"
"The same one," Loki winced. "As much as I hate him, I can also see why Dumbledore keeps him on a leash. He is too brilliant to be allowed to roam the world without control."
"And what is the surprise for Hogwarts?"
"Something that should shake them to their very core," Loki smirked. "I spoke with a couple of people on Asgard and they will make sure that it works. Shock and awe works on almost anything and at the Academy they were supposed to have a tournament, so I thought that it might get into the heads of those annoying Hogwarts students."
"And they will tell their parents what they had seen," Fury said, feral smile on his lips. "And they might decide that those tales about Asgard weren't that far from truth or were, but more important is the fact that it will shake them. The question is how badly. But it certainly will."
"Also those children one day will be the new elite of their community and if they are afraid, they will be wary of doing something that can enrage us."
"Among other things," Fury agreed. "But short term goals are really important for me as if any dark lord is about to rise, he will be from their ranks."
"A Dark Lord that is more of a petty criminal than a true warlock," Loki snorted. "Kemmler or Grindelwald were on a completely different level than Voldemort, he looks like a petty thug compared to a murderer."
"Yet they are a danger."
"Minimal compared to other things," Loki said and looked at Fury. "I need to get to Asgard to oversee those preparations and get away from my nephew before he wakes up."
"Why?"
"I have my reasons," Loki shrugged before disappearing in a ball of fire and light.
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Harry groaned as he opened his eyes and looked around, he didn't remember getting here and he certainly didn't expect to find Atalanta looking at him with a worried expression on her face.
"You woke up sooner than I thought you would," she said, some unhappiness in her voice. "You would be better if you slept for a couple more hours."
"Where am I?" He asked as he sat up and saw that he was not alone in the room and there were few dozens of cots in it, most of them surrounded by a lot of medical equipment. "The night was a true event?" He asked as memories washed over him and he wanted to vomit when he remembered that he killed. He managed to fight the urge, but was shaking violently as he looked at his hands in disgust.
"You did it," Atalanta said, walked to his bed and sat between his legs. As he looked at her he could see a lot of compassion in her golden eyes. "Your grandmother asked me to speak with you, I am an empath and I know how to deal with emotions and have control over them. Also, as she said, it will be easier for me to beat some things into your mind that you might otherwise be unable to understand."
"What things?"
"As she said it, don't be an idiot and don't think about yourself as a monster, you did what was right and what was expected from you to do. Also she said that the fact that you feel guilt is a good thing to feel as you know how easy killing is and you need to watch your power and how you use it. She would have told you the very same things, but you know that she needs to stay on Asgard." Harry could feel that Atalanta was sincere and he knew that on this level liying was almost impossible to achieve. "So don't be a foolish person and stop blaming yourself for something that you were forced to do."
"Yet I killed them and I saw them die," Harry winced as his body shook.
"Harald James who are you?!" Harry almost cringed as her voice roared in his mind, he had almost forgotten how scary she could be.
"A monster and a freak-"
"Who?!" She asked. "I don't know those things, I know you as Harald James Thorson, not some monster or freak. So think again who are you?"
"Harald James Thorson, Prince of Asgard."
"Much better." As he looked at her she could see a faint smile on her lips. "We both train to kill in the future and you don't know how bad it is for an empath when you or someone else that has some resemblance of psychic power does it. So be a good boy and stop blaming yourself for everything bad in this world as it hits every single empath and above like a sledgehammer.
"I will try," Harry said, shook his head and looked at his hands to see if they were red. "It's just that it is a scary thing and it is so easy to kill, you don't know how easy."
"Yes, I don't know, but it doesn't mean that I can't beat you over your head until you behave," she said and as Harry looked at her, he had troubles believing that she was usually quiet and a bit of a shy girl. Here she didn't have troubles with stomping onto him and beating things into his mind.
"I will try," he finally said. "Did you say that I have some psychic powers?"
"Very slim ones, the most basic of telepathy, it's a part of the All-Tongue all of us have. Normally you cannot speak with someone else in his mind, but since I'm a telepath I can get into your mind and we can talk here."
"Uh, cool, I guess," Harry said and blushed a bit as he felt her probes looking around his mind, especially the parts that he wanted to have been alone and out of her reach. "Can you leave some parts of my mind alone?"
"Sure," she said apologetically. "I'm still learning telepathy and I can't control what I am seeing. Though some of your thoughts about me are rather interesting."
Harry's cheeks turned to beet red as he pushed everything deeper into his mind and far out of her reach. "You didn't see anything, did you?"
As he looked at her, he could see her cheeks redden a bit. "I did and they are quite a bit amusing," he could hear some laughter to her thoughts.
"Can we drop the subject?" He asked pleadingly.
"Yes, sure," she smiled. "I didn't want to see them and I'm sorry that I did."
"Don't mention them to anybody," Harry said and looked at her. "I have more than enough trouble without this and dad will chew me out for being foolish and the last thing I want is him teasing me."
"I will not tell anyone," she said and shook her head. "Are you okay and can I get out of your mind?"
"You can," Harry smiled, though it was a smile lacking mirth and happiness. "I'm still not okay with the events of the night, but I can see some reason to do those things. Still it feels bad and terrible."
"Good, ask Professor X once you have time as I spoke with him and he said that he will help you as much as you would need or want."
"Thank you," Harry said and looked at his hands. "Can you leave me alone? I will change clothes into something more fitting and meet you."
"Sure." She slid off his bed and walked out, leaving him to his own thoughts and deliberations. He shook his head and reached out for a box that someone was intelligent enough to left by the bed with some clothes for him.
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"You look good," Jean said when Harry entered a room where the X-Men had gathered, his gaze ran over them, easily spotting various minor or major bandages covering them. They were sitting on some rather comfortable looking armchairs and sofas. He didn't spot Nightcrawler, Professor, Beast, Havok, Banshee, Storm and Wolverine.
They are most likely helping with patching up those that are in a worse shape than I am, he thought, some are also helping Fury with looking through the mansion. He almost whistled when his gaze landed on Atalanta who discarded her leather armor for something more practical, probably borrowed from Kitty or Jean and she looked good. She looked different, but in a good way, in sweatpants and a hoodie, she didn't look like a person going to war. "Thanks," he said. "She also helped," he added as he joined Atalanta.
"She also mentioned something about us going to Asgard," Warren said. "Not that I mind it as the last time wasn't a bad one."
"Thank you," Harry smiled and shrugged. "About the trip to Asgard I know as much as you do, maybe even less."
There was an explosion of fire and light in the middle of the room from which emerged Hábrók that flew to him and landed on his shoulder. As Harry looked at his eagle he saw a thin scroll attached to its leg. He paled when Hábrók lightly bit his fingers, its beak easily cutting flesh on his hand.
"You know that they know when they need to convey additional feelings?" Atalanta asked, seeing the behavior of his bird. "And by the looks of it someone isn't happy."
"Thank you." Harry said as he removed the scroll and looked at it. His already pale face turned into a snow white when he saw a seal keeping the scroll together. It showed a pair of crowned wolves holding a triskelion.
"Your grandfather's seal," Atalanta said as she took a look at the scroll. "He must be furious because of your behavior or something."
"Yes," Harry said as he broke the wax and slowly unrolled the scroll. He gulped when his eyes landed on the first line of signs. His grandfather usually used Ancient Greek or Norse when he sent messages, this however was written in the very first version of language used in Asgard. He lapsed into it when he wanted to ensure that nothing was lost in translation.
Harald James Thorson
While the news of the attack on the school you are attending saddened me and your uncle will offer to its Headmaster an opportunity to stay on Asgard for as long as it is needed. However your behavior is a scandalous one, you shouldn't have charged into the battle head on and you should have called the Wolf Guard. Their sole purpose is to guard you at all times and they would have died if need be, yet you decided not to do it and be a rash and stupid youngling.
When you will be back on Asgard we will speak young man about your behavior and common sense, or lack of thereof. I had higher hopes for someone that is supposed to take the throne in the future, be happy that I didn't disinherit you and chose someone else as second in line to the throne.
If you think that the amount of freedom you will have will be the same, you are sorely mistaken, Heimdall and my Ravens will be keeping a very keen eye on you and what you are doing.
Grandfather
"Wow," Atalanta whistled as she scanned the letter. "He seems livid, but honestly. I'm not surprised by his reaction."
"Thank you," Harry said as he folded the piece of parchment and looked at her. "But can you leave my letters alone and private?"
"Sorry."
"You got chewed out by your grandfather?" Warren asked, Harry could feel amusement and laughter underneath the question.
Harry glared at his older cousin and sighed. "You won't let me live this down, will you?"
"You are my only baby cousin and I need to annoy you."
Harry rolled his eyes and sighed. "Let's just say that he did it, are you all going to be happy with that?"
"Yes," Warren said. "There is more to this letter than the fact that he chew you out?"
"He said that all of the mutants are invited to stay on Asgard, for as long as we deem it necessary." Harry placed the letter on a table and looked at Hábrók. "Can't you be a good bird and bring some nicer news than this?" He asked, stroking beautiful plumage of the bird. Who only bobbed his head and disappeared.
"Do you have an idea when we should be able to travel to Asgard?"
"Dunno," Harry shrugged as he spread on the sofa and started to pet Freki that appeared to his side. "I guess once everybody is in good enough condition for travel across galaxies and dimensions."
"Dimensions?" Cyclops asked. "You never mentioned a thing about Asgard being placed inside of its own dimension."
"Because it was not always there," Harry said and smiled. "It's shadow is still visible when you look at the night's sky, auroras are a faint reminder of the glory of it. It is in this universe, but not on the same level as Earth and the Milky Way are. Do you remember this weird thing called the Great Attractor something like seventish millions of parsecs away from Earth?"
"Yeah...," Cyclops said. "Are you suggesting that Asgard is hidden there?"
"In a way, yes, but for a moment imagine that this part of the universe is completely flat and forms an even, plain area." Cyclops nodded. "Now imagine adding a third dimension, height, Asgard will be there, as well as other realms that wanted some peace and calm."
"Strange and weird, but it makes sense," Cyclops said. "I don't think that you can prove it to me until we will get there?"
"No." Harry shook his head. "I know that my grandfather's scientists proved it with equations, but when I look at them my brain doesn't want to work."
"Fine," Cyclops said. "I was merely curious and I'm sure they will sate my curiosity."
"They will."
"Good," Cyclops smiled and stood up. "I will see the Professor and tell him that you are awake. Don't cause too much destruction and chaos."
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"What is the price of your help?" Professor Xavier asked, looking at Fury. They were in Fury's office,on the Helicarrier. Professor looked out of the window and at the terribly scarred face of the Institute with many windows missing, blood smeared over the walls and some parts of the building collapsed.
"None," Fury smiled. "At least not at the moment. The X-Men are of too much use for me not to protect you and I try to keep deals that I made in the past. One of them was with Magneto and you know it as well as I. Though I wouldn't mind a closer cooperation with you."
"What do you mean by a closer cooperation?" Professor asked, arching his eyebrow.
"Exchange of data, more legal deliveries of weapons and everything X-Men need and I will make sure that the media don't learn about your actions, unless you want them to, though this mess will be an exception as I want Purists gone."
For a moment there was only silence as the Professor looked out of the window, his eyes focused on the form of his family mansion and now school for mutants.
"I guess that I will accept it," the Professor said. "I hate to admit it, but we need your support as we both know that when together we are a much more formidable force than alone."
"The Order of the Phoenix taught us that," Fury smiled, though it quickly became dour. "Also we lost a lot of our friends and comrades during it."
"Yes," Professor said with a wince. "Lily being one of our biggest losses."
"Indeed and I don't want to suffer even more losses, at least the ones that I can avoid." Fury looked at Professor. "Your X-Men are one of those that I would like to avoid."
"So that's why you asked Loki to ask his father if Asgard could play host to us."
"Among other reasons, but this is one of the most important ones." Fury flexed his hand. "Also I want to have an opportunity to find every single piece of evidence that I can get. I want to get the Purists locked down as good as possible and for that I need evidence that will survive in the court."
Professor winced and sighed. "I hoped that it would never turn into this, but I guess that them being thrown into jail is the better out of the two outcomes. I believe that humans always deserve a second chance, but I'm willing to ignore it when it comes to them."
Fury smiled, but it was not a nice smile. "Thank you, it will solve a lot of my troubles and Loki should be getting here in a couple of moments."
"I'm here." When both of them turned, they saw Loki walking towards them. "I would have been here sooner, but there were duties that I needed to attend, as well as some plans that are being put into motion."
"So when can we travel to Asgard?" Professor asked.
"As soon as you would wish to," Loki smiled. "Even with your injured ones as believe me our Healers have seen weirder things than those injuries. After all they are used to my brother or nephew getting into brawls or fights."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Professor bowed his head. "We are grateful for your help."
Loki only rolled his eyes. "Can you not use Your Highness when talking with me? I hear enough of it from various nobles. Also there is little kindness in my actions, I'm a practical man and I don't leave friends alone."
Professor smiled and nodded. "I think that we can go there now as there aren't many things that we need to take from the mansion and I think that Nick would like to get his ships fully under his control." At those words Professor's gaze flickered to Fury who nodded.
"I would like, while your company doesn't annoy me, it is a problem as the ship can't work at full power."
"Heimdall?" Loki said looking at the ceiling. "Start sending them to Asgard in the pattern we had talked about... Yes, start with the healthy ones and me."
The Professor wanted to say something when a beam of light descended from the heavens above and swept them away to Asgard.
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A/N – The All-Tongue or however you want to name it was always a very blurry subject and you could bend it to the version you liked. Here it is based on a very slim telepathy that all of those races possess, but if they wish and focus to they can still speak in one language and only it. Development of it is one of signs that Æsir/Vanir/Olympian is going through puberty and generally it fully unlocks when they are between 13 and 16 years old.
Placement of Asgard was my own idea based on two things, it is said to be in its own dimension and there is just one place in physical universe where you can fit something that massive. The Great Attractor, probably the most massive point in space, big enough to house a couple of galaxies.
Harry is developing a crush on someone, I wonder if you guess who it is.
Reviews:
BarbyBells – Jane will be in this arc, certainly there will be more of her than was in the last couple of chapters. I should finish the story, I have a basic outline of it in my head and on a piece of paper, now it just need to be filled with actual text.
randomplotbunny – you have fallout here, but it is only the beginning of it and the storm is just starting, by the end I think that not much will survive unscathed.
TimothyB – I'm not insane enough to murder Harry, at least not now, on the other hand it could be an interesting plot development. Yes, I know that I'm crazy.