Doctor Strange Imagines

(#7) Where is your family little one?

This was requested by PerkyElf Requests are open and thanks for reading.

The city was chaos, buildings were falling here and there, people were crushed in a matter of seconds, families lost each other in the cloud of dust and the sound of crying for help invaded your ears all at the same time. And sadly, you were in the same situation as everyone.

Your parents?

Gone. You had lost them while you were running away from a building falling apart close to were you where. Your dad had given you instructions to go look for help.

What was happening just now had started so suddenly. One minute you were enjoying a meal with your family, the next one you were being chased by men with dark purple around their eyes. But there was no time to be confused, it was either hide or be caught by those creepy men for some whatever purpose they had.

You quickly dodged a large chunk of debris, running down an alleyway as you hid behind a trash can, your hands shaking together with your body as you made a desperate attempt to not make a single movement.

You froze in spot when you heard heavy footsteps coming your way. Soon enough, the shadow of two men was casted at the entrance of the alley. "I saw her running by here, do you think she is hiding?" One of the men spoke up, shuffling heard as they started to move things here and there.

"It might be, we need to check on every corner. Master Kaecilius wants her, he says she is powerful, even as equal as Strange." The second man spoke up, both engaging in silence as they slowly inched towards you.

You closed your eyes, your breath coming out in short ragged and panicked breaths, which almost gave out the place where you were hiding.

You were abruptly yanked back harshly by your hair, a small cry of pain leaving your mouth as you fell roughly on the rough surface of the alleyway.

"Gotcha! Thought you could hide huh?" The man who you supposed was the leader of both said, making you look up at him forcefully. You shook in fear, tears welling up on your eyes as you tried to wriggle out of their grasp, failing miserably when you saw it was of no use.

"I don't know why Kaecilius wants her so much, she seems really weak. Do you think she even knows what sorcery is?" The second one asked, both men starting to head out of the alleyway with you on their unmoving grip. They were really strong indeed.

You gave up trying to free yourself. You knew you wouldn't win against those two men. Tears ran down your cheek freely, your small cries disappearing behind the rest of the sounds around you.

You were about to close your eyes, when something stopped you. Not far away was a man with a dark blue outfit and red cape, fighting off men like the ones who had you on their grip. Your eyes lit up in hope as you looked up at your kidnappers, seeing them chatting amongst themselves.

You took a deep breath, trying to get in as much air as you could. "Help! Sir, please help me!" You screamed in distress as loud as you could, the men looking between each other as they started running away from the man, who seemed to notice what was going on.

You somehow regained a new found force, seeming to come from your hope of being saved. You started squirming as much as you could, still screaming for help and gladly managing to kick one of them on the face.

The man in the red cape soon started to run faster towards you, soon catching up with your kidnappers as he pushed them, making the both scream in surprise as they let go of you, your small form flying up as you were thrown, the ground below you coming to you quickly.

You closed your eyes, preparing for impact, but it never came. You landed on something soft yet firm, making you open your eyes as you found yourself safe on the man's arms. You let out a sigh of relief, noticing your two kidnappers gone, leaving the both of you alone on the deserted streets of the now destroyed city.

"Are you ok?" The man asked, standing up as he smiled assuringly at you. You could only nod, your mind being at a lack of words to say as you let your breathing turn back to normal. He gently set you down on the ground, crouching in front of you as he shook off some dust on your head. "What's your name little one?" He asked you nicely, looking at you with such kind eyes you felt like nothing would hurt you anymore.

"(Y-Y/N)" You spoke up shyly, watching as he smiled and took your small hand in his, starting to walk away from the debris and to where ambulances and doctors where. "(Y/N), That's a really beautiful name. I am Doctor Stephen Strange" He introduced himself, stopping at the back doors of an ambulance and helping you up as he revised you.

He grabbed some bandages and gently started to bandage up your arm. "Th-thanks for saving me Mister Strange." You said politely, though Stephen wasn't that keen of being called Mister. "Glad to help and you can call me Doctor. That is my real title." He explained, cutting the bandage and leaning back, admiring his job.

"All done (Y/N)" He said enthusiastically, gently ruffling your hair as he looked around, seeing the debris around. He suddenly seemed to remember something as he looked back at you. "Where is your family little one?" He asked you, making you rub the bsck of your neck with a shrug.

"I don't know... I lost them when I was running away" You explained, looking around, spotting an all too familiar bracelet.

You jumped off, running towards the hand peeking from under a sheet that had the bracelet. Before you could get to it, Stephen stopped you, seeming to know something you didn't.

You looked up in confusion at him as he suddenly embraced you in a hug, carrying you away from what were unbeknownst to you, the corpses of your parents. "I... I just remembered your mother called me, she told me you would be staying with me" He explained, setting you on his lap csrefully as he kept you from looking back.

You tilted your head in confusion, narrowing your eyebrows. "Why Mister Strange?" You asked him innocently. He let out a soft sigh, a small smile on his face. "Your parents had to go somewhere... They told me they loved you a lot and that you had to be strong in behalf of them." He replied, his gray eyes gazing into yours. He didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that you called him Mister.

You nodded, smiling as you climbe on his shoulders, your small arms around his neck. "You are a nice person Mister Strange." You spoke softly, closing your eyes with a smile.

"Wait... Does that mean I can call you Mister instead of Doctor?" Butted in Mordo with a playfuly smile, though he was sad about your situation.

"Oh shut it Mordo, only she can call me like that" Stephen answered as he turned around and started walking.