Hero's Never Die
Hello people I am wolfelja1999 and welcome to my newest story, First I own known of the character's in this story they are all owned by their respective owners. Secondly this story is technically a quad-crossover between Harry Potter/ Flash/Arrow and the Avengers, this being that the Flash and Arrow take place in the MCU with Harry joining the cast and whilst the First part of this story will take place along the Flash storyline it will be changed and heavily influenced by the MCU with the first part taking place prior to the Avengers with later chapters taking place in the main storyline. So hope you all enjoy please read and review. This Story is Currently Unbetaed.
Warning this first chapter will have dark themes and will be refrenced in the future.
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Pain, Sorrow, Anger and all consuming Darkness that's all Harry could feel. Never-ending, never fading, never dying. Fate had screwed him over, taken everything from him, leaving him with nothing. He'd lost, he'd been beaten, he'd been broken. Voldemort had won. During the final battle they had ran in half-cocked and totally unprepared. How could they have thought that fifty untrained students and twenty-six fully trained adults could win against a Dark lord and his army that he'd built up from controlling Britain. They were fools and they'd paid for it. The Weasley's hadn't survied the battle, The Malfoys had taken great pleausure in killing their age old enemys. Hermione survied the battle but Harry wished she hadn't. Bellatrix had taken a great "liking" to her during their stay at Malfoy Manor and Voldemort had thought it fitting that the lowly mudblood who had fought for house elf right's became something lower to even them. Lupin had been forced to bend to Greyback's will and kill his own wife and child becoming nothing more than a husk. And Harry well Voldemort had realised that the as long as Harry lived he could not be killed, so self-assured in the wordings of that thrice-damned prophecy, He'd decieded that the best place for Harry was somewhere that no-one would be able to get to and that he could never return from, The Veil.
That was what had brought him to this damning darkness Voldemort had made his pawn Thickness hold a massive formal ceremony casting Harry out of the mortal plane, His wand snapped, magic blocked and unceremonilous been kicked straight through the veil.
He'd been falling, never knowing which way he was up, where he was facing. He didn't even feel weak or tired it was almost as if the Veil was keeping him strong to further add to his torment. The fact he couldn't access his magic meant that he couldn't even end the torment himself.
He'd given up.
Hope was lost.
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Harry was unsure how long he had fallen for, But it was clear now that he was indeed falling which meant one thing there was an end their was an exit it hope was restored. Then the air in his chest was gone, his brain rattled, body sore and the all encompassing feeling of joy as he felt ground ,solid true real ground. The darkness was begining to fade, A huge tree had appeared on what he had now realised to be an island with an ocean spreading out farther than Harry could see.
"Well this is a peculair sight" A voice muttered behind him and quick as he could he spun to face the sound of the voice only to have the tip of a large pointed staff with a curved blade diggining in to his neck. The spear was held in the hands of a man, a man thats aloof attitude and light sneer would have put Malfoy to shame if his look was not that of the opposite of them. Slicked back onyx coloured hair with emerald eyes that shone with unbridled power. "Don't speak mortal, My name is Loki, Son of Odin and Prince of Asgard, and I know who you are Harrison James Potter. I have seen your past. The life of an outcast a freak that played the role of the golden boy well but we both know that is not real you..." Harry went to interupt this man, This Loki. Only to be cut off. "Silent, do not utter a word I care not for your useless mumblings, why would I care of the words of a weak willed fool..."
"I am not weak!" Harry yelled batting away the spear and getting close to this Odinson's face... Only to be flung back by a blast of magic unlike he had ever felt. Back crashing in to the hard gravel floor.
"Yet here you are defeated and nothing more than a gnat between my thumbs. But you don't have to be, not anymore" Loki stated. All the while he paced eyes never leaving Harry's fallen form. " You could be more, You could be like a god, man above mortals, You could be everything you have ever wanted. Strong, Fast and powerful. Yet you only need to do two things." The whole time Loki spoke it was like a dam being opened in Harry's very soul, everything he'd pent up and built inside coming out crashing across his mind. He would never be weak again.
"What must I do" Harry all but begged voice cracking from the maelstorm of emotions.
"You must accept everything you have buried, accept and embrace it make it your own." Loki anwsered. "I will take from you your magic, I will use it heal you and make you better and prepared for when my gifts come to you."
"What gifts would these be" Harry questioned shocked at the easiness of which this man spoke of near impossible things.
"They would come to you in time if you accept my condition of course" Loki replied smoothly eyeing Harry up with a sly eye as if a hunter had just caught prime game in a trap. "You would have to swear to me that when the time comes you will be by my side when I need it, to fight beside me and use your gifts for my will"
This offer was madness it was weighted heavily against Loki what reason was there for him to grant this. Harry thought through it all to try and find anyway this could backfire against him and he couldn't, He had heard of deals with a devil but he couldn't really see a catch other than the helping the man that would give him this power.
"So do we have a deal?" Loki questioned, eyebrow raised with a sly glint in his eye, arm outstreched to seal the deal. Making up his mind Harry climbed to his feet and grabbed Loki's hand. A large wolfish smile spread across Loki's faced as he held tight to Harry's hand. " Oh I forgot to mention this will hurt" He chuckled snidely as almost at once every fiber of Harry's being split almost as if every cell was at war with the others. He could feel an unbearable heat burning in his chest as if it was trying to burst out his chest and go to Loki. With a quick shove Loki pushed him away causing him to collapse to his knees in pain. " When you awake you will be in a world like your own but where the magicals were nothing but myth and legend, You will have everything you need to start a life undisturbed." Gripping Harry's chin he forced him to stare him in the eyes and with a quick shove Harry is forced back in to the darkness.
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Slowly the pain fades and the darkness disappear's to blinding lights of every colour imaginable. Then it gives away to nothiness only to quickly be replace by something familair. Harry raised his head from his kneeling postion. He was stood on a long wooded road leading towards a large city in the distance. Then Harry caught sight of the name of the nearby sign and after reading the sign began his trek towards the city.
And as he began to fade in to the distance a bolt of lightning lit up the sign...
Welcome to Central City.