Chapter 1. The marvel and doctor who universe phase three infinity saga

Chapter 11- Doctor strange

In the shimmering halls of Olympus, where divine light filtered through clouds, Apollo, the radiant god of the sun, strummed his lyre thoughtfully. Recently, he had grown concerned about the world beyond the mountaintop. He had heard whispers of other realms, of beings infused with power and magic, beings he could scarcely comprehend. Heavy on his mind was the fate of those caught between dimensions, especially those connected to his old friend, Jayden, who now resided in the modern world.

Determined to learn more, Apollo conjured a portal, and with a gust of wind and a spark of sunlight, he stepped into the world of Earth. The portal closed behind him, and he found himself in a quiet alley of New York City, where the air crackled with an unseen energy.

As he wandered, he stumbled upon a peculiar sight: a swirling vortex of red and gold light. From it emerged Doctor Strange, the Sorcerer Supreme, his attire a mixture of ancient robes and modern flair. The Sorcerer regarded the god with a knowing smile, his hands clasped behind his back.

"Apollo," he greeted warmly. "You've arrived at an opportune time. I could use your help."

"Doctor Strange," Apollo replied, a mix of curiosity and trepidation in his tone. "What brings you to seek my assistance?"

Strange gestured to the vibrant city beyond. "I need someone who can help me identify certain magical beings. You know about Wanda Maximoff, yes?"

Apollo nodded, recalling the Scarlet Witch's turbulent but powerful essence. "Yes, her magic resonates with inexplicable force. But what of her?"

"As it turns out, she's not the only one I need to understand," Doctor Strange explained. "There's a balance in this realm, and I believe that an old friend of yours has arrived at the right time to aid in this mission. Someone who has ties to both of our worlds."

Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted, and in a burst of scintillating sparkles, Ashley appeared—a vibrant figure with long brown hair cascading down his back, a friendly smile framing his face, and a wand clasped firmly in his hand. He was dressed in royal attire that spoke of his recent adoption into House Targaryen.

"Ashley!" Apollo exclaimed, grinning broadly. He stepped forward, his divine aura illuminating the darkness of the alley. "I cannot believe it! How did you come to be here?"

Ashley chuckled, the camaraderie between them immediate. "I've found my place in this extraordinary world, my friend. With King Viserys, I've learned how to embrace my powers. Jayden—Aneras—is thriving as well. We've had all sorts of adventures as princes together."

As they spoke, Doctor Strange observed, a twinkle in his eye. "You two remind me of the importance of friendship in both our realms. Jayden's report of you both caused me to realize that interconnections between our worlds might provide deeper insight into the magic and the beings we face."

"Aerias is doing well, very much alive in spirit as ever," Ashley replied. "We often reminisce about our days before, what it meant to carry the burdens of royalty, yet simultaneously, looser ties to destiny. It's refreshing, isn't it?"

Doctor Strange nodded. "And together, we can delve deeper into unearthing the roots of these magical beings. If we share our insights and energies, we can safeguard not just one world but many."

The trio, now united in a singular purpose, began venturing through the streets of New York, sparking connections and forming alliances with beings that shone with unique powers. Alongside Ashley's wand and Apollo's immortal gifts, Doctor Strange's mastery of the mystic arts, they unraveled the fabric of reality, piecing together a greater understanding of the magic that governed their lives.

Days turned into weeks as their friendship blossomed anew. Apollo and Ashley found joy and wonder in exploring the unknown, discovering the myriad intricacies of their environments. They joined forces to uncover the mystery surrounding Wanda and her fellow magical beings—learning not just about their powers but about their struggles, their burdens, and ultimately, their hopes.

In their shared venture, Apollo remembered the wisdom his father, Zeus, had always imparted: "The strength of the divine lies not only in power but in unity." And so, as they fulfilled their respective destinies, he knew that this alliance—of a god, a sorcerer, and a would-be prince—was a profound illustration of that timeless truth. Together, they would ensure that no magic—good or chaotic—would ever go unrecognized, paving the way for a brighter future tethered by friendship and the relentless pursuit of knowledge.