Day 25- Stephen Strange

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Doctor Strange waited in the cell that him and Y/N had shared for the past few days. They had been imprisoned by a race of aliens unknown to Terra. He had lost his cloak and sling ring, but he had found a sharp shard of stone in the corner. He and Y/N had been planning some kind of escape plan, but Y/N had been gone for hours, and Stephen was worrying about their safety. Something was off. When they had been tossed back in the cell, they seemed to be becoming less and less themself. They were more angry, less pleasant. Not the person that Stephen had married all those years ago.
He had hypothesized that it was a foreign being. Maybe a curse of some kind. Maybe a prototype of another world. He started when the cell door was opened and Y/N was carelessly tossed onto the ground. He fell to his knees and helped them up to theirs. Y/N looked up with fear screaming in their eyes.
"You have to kill me, please." They heaved. "It'll be back soon, I can't keep fighting for much longer."  Y/N took a shuddering breath. "You have to kill me when it's in my body."
"Don't be stupid!" Stephen whispered, cupping Y/N's face, searching their eyes for any part of them that wanted to live. I can't lose you.
"Please." They grasped Stephen's hand, fingers grazing over a ring that had bound them together for eons, voice breaking, body already beginning to shudder. "Promise me. It's not - it's the only way."

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