Forfeiture

The Possession

Tony was looking around for Stephen. The sorcerer seemed to have taken a while in the bedroom. That's when he heard something smash to a wall. It made him rush to make sure his fiance was alright but once stepping in he was not prepared for what he saw. Strange's eyes were closed but the third eye was open. He was floating above the bed exorcist style but without the cloak. The magical fabric was trapped underneath a now broken dresser. Objects were floating around Willy nilly then the sorcerer screamed as if being in agonizing pain.

"Gah! I knew I shouldn't have given the man an interior designer guide!" the mechanic cried as he went up to the sorcerer. "Stephen!!" Tony reached up and tugged on his robes, desperate to snap him out of it. "Snap out of it! Please! You're scaring me!" Tony panicked and thought desperately, running back to the kitchen where he was previously watering the flowers and came back, throwing ice cold water over his fiance and hoped for the best. "STEPHEN!"

Stephen gasped as the water was thrown at him. The third eye closing and his regular two eyes shooting opening. "A-Anthony.." the sorcerer shakily spoke as he was then dropped and fell on the bed. The objects froze but remained in the air. Strange then groaned and shouted in even more pain.

"Stephen! Are you okay? What's the matter?!" Tony hopped onto the bed and crawled over to his fiance's side, bringing him close and feeling even more panic. "I-I don't know what to do!" he cried and felt tears prick his eyes at the sounds of his pain, and for a moment there was a flash of fury and the jerk of the head. NO! Not the time for a snap, he needs me!

Flames formed one the sorcerer's eyes and he moved away. "N-No!" He groaned and fell on his knees on the ground. The pain was rising and it made Strange scratch himself harshly to the point of bleeding. "S-Stay away from me! I- AH IT HURTS!" 

"W-What the hell is happening?!" Tony looked around for something, ANYTHING that might help. "Jarvis? Explanation please?!" Another flash, another jerk and a low growl... NO!! Tony shook his head violently. I'm sorry sir, I do not know- "We'll figure it out and remind me to program you better next time!!" Tony rushed to Stephen's side and tried to help him up, tears leaking from his eyes now. "Stephen! Tell me what I have to do to fix this!!"

"W-wiccan!" Stephen yelled as the veins of Stephen's neck formed dark purple with a mixture of black. He couldn't believe this was happening the moment he was off guard! "CALL WICCAN!" the sorcerer pointed to one of his books. 

Tony nodded shakily and rushed over, tearing the book open. "Uh.. uh... how do I do that?! All of this is in some sort of gibberish language I've never seen before!" Tony's vision blacked out for a moment and he seemed to have torn the book slightly. "AUGH!" He looked at it horrified, fearing he may have ruined the chances of saving his fiance.

"AHHH!" Stephen shouted even louder as the pain came at a point of being unbearable. He tugged on his hair as he became desperate for it to end. the sorcerer said random sounding words but really it was him trying to call for Wiccan himself. No...that monster can't be doing this, not while he's near his fiance! How is he- Strange then laughed maniacally and turned to the mechanic with an evil grin. "Ah earth! Finally I can bring it down as my own personal hell!" Flames formed on the sorcerers hands. A blue portal opened next to the brunette and out came Wiccan. "What's-" the fellow sorcerer gasped and glared as he realizes what's going on. "Mephisto!" 

"Meph-whoso?! What the HELL is happening to my fiance?!" Tony cried and gazed with horror as Wiccan pushed him back to deal with this. Oh, why didn't Stephen tell him what he was doing? Why did things always turn out this way, where either of them broke in half or got taken over by satan himself? Why did the world always have to make his life so miserable... Suddenly Tony felt like he was thrown back into the vast space of his mind and then he snapped. The mechanic felt his hands turn into fists and his suit came crawling out of the closet and around him without the other sorcerer noticing. Maybe he could beat up whatever was taking over his Stephen and send it back to the hell hole it came from…