A Strange Turn of Events

Sorcerers Protect The Sanctums

"While the Avengers protect Earth from physical dangers. We sorcerers safeguard the planet from more mystical threats."

Wong explains in front of a large globe that casts a subtle golden glow in the circular room.

"The Ancient One is the latest in a long line of sorcerers supreme, a line dating back thousands of years to the father of the mystic arts. The great Agamotto."

That name made familiarity cross my eyes, Wong catches this, and slightly grimaces.

"The one who made the eye you so recklessly borrowed."

At this I share a small look with Strange and we both shrink a little.

"Agamotto built three sanctums, today cities have grown where these sanctums stand. New York, London, and Hong Kong. Together the sanctums create a shield around Earth. So while they protect the planet. Sorcerers protect the sanctums."

Strange's head tilts ever so slightly.

"From what?"

Mordo steps up to answer.

"Other-dimensional beings that threaten our universe"

"Like Dormammu"

Wong gives Strange a questioning look.

"How do you know that name?"

Stephen shrugs,

"Read it in the book of Cagliostro, why?"

"Dormammu dwells in the Dark Dimension. Beyond time. He is the cosmic conqueror, the destroyer of worlds. A being of infinite power and endless hunger, on a quest to invade every universe and bring all worlds into his Dark Dimension. And he hungers for Earth most of all. The pages that Kaecilius stole. A ritual to contact Dormammu and draw power from the Dark Dimension."

This whole time I've stood stunned, this was a lot to take in in a few minutes, and it seems Strange is with me in thinking this.

"Hold on... um. I came here to heal my hands. N-not fight in some mystical war."

I meet his confused gaze a moment before one of the doors open in the room.

"London"

Wong announced, through the doorway is a man with a dark marking across his face. Looking up at the masters with a pleased grin that's highly unsettling.

"Kaecilius!"

Mordo rushes at the door but a blast sends all of us flying. I feel something cold smack against my skull and the world goes dark.

~*~*~*~

"Mordo! Wong!"

A familiar voice has me coming to, sitting up groggily from a mess of rubble as I see Strange looking for anyone in the wreckage. Hurrying over when he found where I was.

"You alright?"

"Smacked my head on the wall, I'm peachy."

I reply, he grumbles something indistinct under his breath and I can only giggle. However Strange is focused on the situation at hand.

"Did you see where Wong and Mordo landed?"

I look around but see no sign of either of our friends.

"Maybe they went to another sanctum to stop khakis?"

"Kaecilius"

Strange corrects.

"Whatever. W-Hey.. where are we?"