A/N "Italicized words" = telepathy

- BE -

There didn't seem to be any ground. Or sky. Or anything, really. Just empty space. And shadows that shouldn't have existed as there was no light to cast them.

He had been expecting to land in King's Cross Station, where he had gone two years ago. He expected to see Albus, but instead he ended up in this new place. He couldn't even describe the color. Not black, not white. Just… nothing.

No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't explain what he saw. "What is this place?"

"The Between."

He looked around, twisting and turning. He saw nothing, but he heard it. The voice. Had it been male or female?

"You will need to wake up."

Had to be female.

"Wake up? But… I'm already awake?" He hadn't meant for the last portion of his sentence to become a question.

"No, you're not. You are simply in The Between."

"The… Between?"

"The place where you are neither alive or dead."

"Alive, but dead… or dead, but alive?" He brought his hand up to run his fingers through his hair, but he felt nothing.

"You are neither."

"Am I in purgatory?"

"No. Here, you are between life and death, but neither can touch you." She started to sound a bit upset.

"Uh…"

"You had the cloak. You had the wand. You had the stone."

"Death?"

"No. I am the watcher of the dead, however."

"Ok… what's your name?"

"You do not need to know that. You need to wake up, but first I suppose you must understand."

"Understand… what?"

"You have new powers. Powers that a human body cannot contain. As such, they will develop over time as to not cause you permanent damage."

"Ok… and that means… what?"

"Make of it what you will. Your people would call you Master of Death for collecting the items, however that is untrue."

"Well, I didn't want to control anything… or anyone, I suppose. That's why I threw the stone away and hid the wand."

"It matters little what you want. All three must choose their master, and if all three choose the same one, then their chosen will simply not die."

"I can't die?"

"No."

"I didn't want this! This must be a nightmare."

"You know this is real, Harry James Potter. You will live and you will serve your purpose."

"What purpose is that?"

"For now you will act as a bridge between life and death. Souls will seek you out upon their death. You will be a gateway. "

"I don't want this!"

"The items chose you, and they are never wrong when choosing their owners. You were chosen, and so you shall stay."

"For how long?"

The woman did not answer.

Harry couldn't ask anything else.

He woke up.

- BE -

A/N This will only be a prologue and 5 chapters. The main point will not be centered around the Avengers, but Harry.