Marvel Imagines

Why Are They After You? [Part 2]| Stephen Strange

You were reading a book on a cushioned chair in the Sanctum Sanctorum's Library. Stephen was nearby, concentrating on figuring out a solution to the problem at hand.
There was a loud knock on the door, and Stephen's gaze shot in your direction.
You raised an eyebrow in silent question, asking if you needed to hide or run.
Before he could respond, there was another loud knock and you could hear the Sanctum's door falling inward.
"Run," Stephen said to you. "Get to the portal doors and get somewhere that isn't here."
"Be careful," you told him before putting your book down and racing towards the end of the library that was farthest from the Sanctum's main doors.
Another set of double doors stood in between you and a hallway that would lead you to where you knew the portal doors were waiting.
You yanked a door open and almost made it through. Except you couldn't, because the doorway was surrounded by the same people who had been chasing you a few days prior.
One of them hit you, and you stumbled and fell backward to the ground. You let out a yell as you hit the ground before scooting backwards, away from the guarded doorway, and the people stalking closer to you through it.
Then several things happened at once.
Someone pulled a blade out of thin air and launched it at you. A burst of orange light left a forcefield in the middle of the room, separating you from your attackers, the blade shattering against it. Stephen flew into the room, his cape billowing outward until he floated in front of you.
"Are you alright?" he asked quickly, keeping his eyes in front of him.
"I'm fine," you pushed yourself off the floor and backed a few steps away from him.
"Good. Brace yourself," he warned.
"For what–" you were cut off as an orange portal opened beneath your feet and you fell into another room far away from any of the Sanctums.
Wong smiled as the portal closed above you. Again, you pushed yourself off the ground.
"Is Strange going to be okay?"
"Most likely," Wong replied in a teasing tone.
"Where are we?" you changed the subject, turning your head to look at the room fully.
"Somewhere in Europe," he replied.
"Anywhere near London?"
"No where near any of the Sanctums, including London."
"Okay, so... what now?"
"Now we wait, Y/n. Now we wait for Strange."