Narrator's POV
Tony jumped back.
The forcefield began to shatter, and slowly fell apart.
"Where the hell did that come from?" Tony asked, stepping out of the chamber. He looked up to see Stephen. "Stephen." He said.
Stephen's mind eased, he sighed in relief.
"Thank goodness you're okay." Tony came over to him and embraced him. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" He asked, taking Stephen's face in his hands. "What happened to your face?"
"Who cares." Stephen said, taking Tony's face in his hands.
"I do." Tony said.
"Oh." Stephen embraced him. "The thing that matters is that you're okay."
"Mm." Tony closed his eyes and held Stephen close. He began to open them again, but they opened wide when he saw the bodies on the floor. "Stephen." He said. "What-"
"They tried to hurt me." Stephen said.
"But y-"
"We have to get out of here." Stephen said, taking Tony by the hand. "We don't have much time, and without my sling ring, we'll have to be quick." He said. "Follow me." Stephen ran to a hall with Tony's hand in his.
Tony followed him close behind.
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"Where are we going?" Tony asked.
"We need to get out of here before anyone finds out we're missing." Stephen said, taking a left into a hall.
"Hey!" A sorcerer yelped.
Stephen stopped. "Shit."
"Allow me." Tony said, forming a glove over his hand and blasted the sorcerer. "No harm done-"
"Come on." Stephen pulled him along.
The lights began to flicker down the hall and everything around them began to glitch into space.
"Oh no." Stephen gasped, looking around.
"What? What's going on?" Tony asked.
"We have to get out of here, now." Stephen said, looking for a wait out desperately.
"Why? What's happening?" Tony asked.
"Dormammu." Stephen said. "He's trying to-uh!" Stephen yelped when he felt himself get jerked back and fall to the ground. He looked behind him to see Tony on the other side of a thick glass. "What the hell?"
"Stephen." Tony said on the other side. "What's going on? What is this?" He asked.
"I don't know." Stephen said. "Stand back." He formed a clear blade. "I'll get you out-"
Stephen
Stephen stopped, looking around. "No." He said. "Not now. Not in front of him. Please."
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The Perfect Illusion
FanfictionStephen Strange has always been an excelling student. Despite his hands' disabilities, that doesn't stop him from wanting to help others. But what happens when he turns to the dark side for help when he wants to do more than watch from the surgeon's...
