Gods' Outlaw

Chapter Six

"I call upon you, Draconis Lucius Malfoy, Cousin of my godfathers' Lineage. I need your advice." And the milky glass of the Mirror cleared.
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"Harry" came it rasped from an elder Looking Man, with white-blonde hair and silvery eyes. " You have been reincarnated. How good to see you again, my friend."
"Draco, I may have no time, so pardon me for having to rush. But I need your help and Advice here: Its about Life and Death."
The Malfoy Lord chuckled and bowed his head for her to continue.
So she did. "The World we know is in danger, Percy Weasley is threatening to become a dark Lord, worse than Voldemort ever was, with the Help of an Alien called Thanos. He even used his helping spirit to control one of the Norse, Loki. He lays now in the Infirmary, lost and broken. You are a Healer and excellent Politician. I need you to come here and help me with both the Ministery and Loki. Please."

The Man which was so pale looked like a ghost or vampire from an old movie and nodded heavily as he spoke in a silky soothing tune. "How are you named Now, and where are you located? I cannot apparate without knowing where to."

"My Name is Lilith Eddison Fury. I am on the Helicarrier, a flying Stronghold. Simply take your Broom, and apparate over the ocean in the air: then take ur broom to fly towards my magic, which will be clear to be seen, once you used this special ability of yours."

"Seeing Magic is an Ability that every healer has, Har-Lilith."

"That may be, but you also can see souls. And that's is rare and underrated all in once. Combine your soul sight and ability to see magic, and you will find me in less than a few minutes."

Draco chuckled dryly, giving her a strange look."The way you speak, you truly are a Black. Maniacs of great blood. I will find you, in a few."

and the Mirror grew misty again, as Lilith send out her magic to flicker like a beacon, unseen by the eyes of Muggles and the untrained.
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"Nick. An old friend of Mine will soon come to join us, of the magic kind. Do not shoot him down when you see him on his Broom: He is a Malfoy, and Malfoys are quite capable of great prolonged acts of revenge with terrible consequences for the victim."

"Malfoy. So he is Family?" asked her Husband from the other side of the phone, and she hummed a 'yes'. "he is my Cousin by Familymagic, thanks to my Godfather. He is bound to me, the same way I am bound to him: Neither can betray the other: This is why I trust him: Ancient magic, so old not even Life tells of it, is unbreakable. Even if he wanted to, he cannot lie to me."

The Director gave his Agents Orders to clear a place for Malfoy to land, and sighed out in frustration, Barely detectable. "Understood. My Agents are contacted. Will you need a room for your witching stuff?"

Lilith smiled small, sending out her magic to calm his nerves. "Would you have one free? A Laboratory, I mean?"

"Yes, since so many scientists of ours are gone. I will send someone to clear it for you, it should only take about ten to fifteen minutes."

"Ok, Good. And Nick?"

Said men stopped what he was doing, to listen closely to his wife, waiting for whatever she wished to tell him. "Yes?"
"I Love you."
A small crooked smile appeared on his face, and he heard himself hush those three words to her, as he saw Malfoy through the side of his one good eye arrive through the gate. "Love you too."
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As Malfoy was greeted by Nick Fury and brought inside, to Lilith, with whom he was then left alone, he was smirking broadly. "You have married. I thought you never wanted to?"
She sighed and shrugged her shoulders, greeting him with a soft long hug that both had needed. "Draco. I was the Own father of My reincarnation. Marrying someone now is less strange then that, believe me."
"Oh, I sincerely do. Now, show me the Patient. What's with the bug that was in his Brain?"

Lilith brought him to Loki, which laid in the white hospital bed, drenched in sweat. He frowned at that, and listened closely at what Lilith had done, to retrieve said bug, and how she fed it to her Spiritus/Helper in order to find out who the Puppetmaster was. her brows were furrowed in Worry. "Did I do something wrong, Dray? Should I have acted differently?"

He shook his head no and rubbed his chin. "No, everything is alright. Since you have brought it to leave his Body by own will, it did not damage as much as it would have, if you would have simply conjured it. But that won't change the fact, that he is in horrible pain, and that not from the Cruciatus Curse. Loki, the Norse God, is A Jotun, right?"

"Yes?"

"Then help me free him from those clothes and blankets: Only when he is cold, he will heal. Otherway, we might have a dead prince in a few hours."
Rushing, she helped him get Loki entangled from the sheets and free from fabric, so only his genitals were covered, and Lilith watched as Draco palpated the Jotuns chest gently, seeking for something which he seemed to finally have found, at his abdomen. A strange yellow-grey bruise.
"Lilith, that's not a simple Bruise. It's Moving! Give me a scalpel!"
She did as told, and watched disturbed, as he cut alongside the wide blotch, and a rotten stench filled the air, as hundreds of microbic small white maggots fell out with Wound fluid, and both scrunched up their noses, cleaning the wound up and filling the maggots into a glass container. "The Bug laid eggs, and they hatched. Normally they seek for that, a place near the heart, but there have been cases that they decided to do that a tad lower. Loki should be thankful for that, or else he would have turned into a Mindless Zombie by now."

Lilith nodded, her eyes scanning the crawling mini-monsters. "Do we have all?"

Draco made a Medi-scan and nodded his head. "Yes. Thankfully, they only hatched a few hours ago and were too occupied to feast on their nest, then to spread. However, there seems to be something at his spine. I will sanitize the wound real quick, then heal it. See? Done. Now help me turn him around."

Doing as told, she was horrified to only see now, how thin he was: You would have never guessed it from seeing his front, but his back was all bony, and his spine stood out like a macabre thorn growth.

Draco again, palpated the back, until he found one Lokis neck quite too movable. "His Neck was snapped, he has a hangman's neck. Hold his head up so it won't hang down!" Gasping, her hands held Lokis head up, fearing for killing him as she tried to save him. Draco held his wand close, and tipped the neck, forcing it to grow back together while trying to keep his nerves at the place so they won't get stuck. What were only a few seconds, felt like an Eternity, and Lilith did not know how Dray could do that all day long, next to being a politician: healing Others was scary and unnerving, the Fear of doing something wrong and accidentally worsening the situation was constant. This here was a great Example: What if all those movements, the turning of his body, would have snapped Lokis neck? That was one hell of a close call, and both knew that too well themselves.
"What now, Dray?"

"Now I will cast a regular Healing spell to get rid of the bruises, and a Bonegrowth potion, to make sure that any other damaged Bones will heal during his rest. Then, we will cast a cooling spell over him, so his Jotun side will do the rest."

After they had done all that was necessary, they carried the quietly sleeping prince into the laboratory, and laid him down on one of the cold couches, and laid a thin cloth over him, so that he could clothe himself in it if he should awaken. His blue figure did not frighten them, but if a Jotun pretended to be another race, it could only mean that he did not want the other to see him. They gladly fulfilled his wish and examined the larvae while his body healed.

Now Thanos had two cruel sorcerers against him, and fear and terror will befall him as he falls through their hands, and his head shall get brought to Loki, on a silver tray.
After all, it was Lilith that used her Magic to keep him alive whilst Draco did his best to heal him.
Now, their energies were one:
And he had become her son by magic, And the Blacks and Malfoys must protect their Kin!