Marvel Imagines

Why Are They After You? | Stephen Strange

Your feet pounded against the gravel as you ran, trying to get away from the people chasing you.
Breathing heavily, you quickened your pace, desperately trying to get away. You stumbled but didn't fall, knowing that you had to keep running.
The gravel crunched as someone landed on the ground behind you, and you glanced back, still running.
"Y/n, get out of here," Dr. Strange said, facing the people chasing you and not looking at you.
"But where–" you didn't finish your sentence because an orange portal opened in front of you, Wong standing in the Sanctum Santorum. You ran toward it, leaping through it and stumbling to a stop once inside.
"Are you okay?" Wong asked, the portal closing.
"Yeah," you said, breathing heavily. "Just out of breath."
He nodded, and another portal opened a few feet away, Stephen stepping through it.
"Y/n, are you hurt?" he asked quickly, stepping towards you.
"As I just told Wong, I'm perfectly fine, just a little out of breath."
"What happened?" he asked. Wong walked away, his footsteps echoing slightly in the room that was almost devoid of any sounds except for breathing.
"I'm not sure. I was walking around Midtown when suddenly I was... wherever that was. And I was surrounded by a bunch of people. I think a few of them were some of the rouge sorcerers we've been trying to find."
"Did any of them say anything?"
"No, they just stood there, looking at me before I took off and managed to knock a few of them down to clear a path away. Then I just kept running until you showed up."
"That doesn't make any sense. Why would they go after you..." Stephen trailed off, his eyebrows knit together as he tried to figure out why.
You shivered. "Can we go sit down maybe? Or get a glass of water?"
"Yeah, sure. This way," he said, leading you down the halls.