"… a lot of questions are being asked about the magical individual known only as 'Raven'. So far no one knows anything about his appearance because he wears a black hood that creates a deep shadowing effect, hiding his face. Questions are being asked. Where did he come from? Is he an alien like Thor? Is magic a natural gift he possesses…"
The click of a switch caused the channel to change again.
"… this so called 'Raven' must answer for his crimes against the city. He was the one who brought the alien invasion to the city, and now he has fled. If he has committed no offense, why does he hide?" A New York senator questioned.
The screen turned off, but Harry didn't have to turn around to know who was at his door.
"I take it you've been keeping a close eye on the news," Nick Fury said as he walked in.
"I have," Harry replied as he rubbed his temples.
"You know they're only curious. They want answers," Fury said in a kind voice.
"That's how it starts: asking me questions about what magic is, then trying to convince me to work for them to fatten their bellies, having me commit acts that the public would find disturbing if they knew, and wrapping it around my neck until I'm forced to just start over. Their minds are already made up. I cannot become what they want me to be," Harry said, standing up. He was still wearing the same outfit he had had on a week ago during the invasion. Fury paused as he realized the wizard didn't appear to have showered or eaten anything since then.
"Everything okay?" Nick Fury asked as he slowly walked further into the apartment.
"Depends. Did you call the Witch Hunters?" Harry asked, still not looking at Fury.
"I don't think I have their number," Nick Fury said dryly, trying to ease the palpable tension in the room with a joke.
"Sure you do. S.H.I.E.L.D., F.B.I., D.O.D., C.I.A., State Troopers, City Cops. You're all the same to us. Witch Hunters," Harry said.
"I'm here under peaceful terms. I didn't call anyone. No one knows I'm here," Fury said as he looked at Harry. "Also, what do you mean by 'we'?" Fury asked, but before Harry could answer the door leading to the bedroom opened and a beautiful woman in her early twenties walked out. She had long black hair with some hints of dark purple, and deep emerald green eyes that seem to illuminate her beauty.
"Witch Hunter," she hissed, as her hands began to emit a dark green glow. Fury took a step back.
"Relax, Morgan, apparently today is not our day," Harry said as he rubbed his eyes. Morgan's hands stopped glowing, but she still eyed Fury coldly. Finally, he broke the eye contact, which was a bit funny seeing how she only stood at five feet four inches, compared to Fury's six feet two inches. She walked away from Fury towards Harry.
"Who is she?" Nick Fury asked.
"Morgan le Fay," Harry replied he sat down heavily, rubbing his eyes to try and stay awake.
"You really need to get some sleep," Morgan le Fay said as she conjured a goblet into her hand and drank from it.
"What is troubling you?" Nick Fury asked.
"I half expect the army to show up on my doorstep and arrest me. Or at least put a bullet in me." Harry explained he finally turned to look at Fury for the first time since the man had entered the apartment. Fury could see his eyes were bloodshot with dark bags underneath. Even from a distance, he could see the veins in his eyes.
"I believe that because of your heroic actions during the Battle of New York you deserve a break. Despite what the Senate and Congress may say on the news, no one is coming to knock down your door," Fury said as he walked forward.
"Why? You hunt us. Why would you go so far to protect us?" Morgan asked. She set her goblet down on a table with a curious look on her face.
"I don't believe you deserve a death sentence just for being magical. You are remarkable, unique…"
"Didn't stop the World Security Council from trying to kill me," Harry said as he looked at Fury.
"Most of the Council had to resign to prevent themselves from being legally prosecuted. It doesn't help that Thor would have carried out his threat and waged war against the Earth for their actions. With Asgard watching your back, I'm sure that you're quite safe from being hunted." Fury stated.
Harry said nothing in return as he leaned back on the couch and let out a heavy sigh. Fury watched him carefully. The past week had been tough. Disaster had been averted because of the Avengers' quick actions and his own quick thinking.
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