Strange Times {Wong's daughter story}

Lienna hugged her book tightly to her chest as she stood in the entrance to the Kamar-taj library. Her gaze focused on Wong's back as he set about organizing books on shelves.

"You alright, kid?" Stephen Strange paused in his walk to resume his studies to address the youngest girl in Kamar-Taj. He bent down to her level mentally noting just how pale her skin had become and felt her forehead. It didn't feel warm....Strange then followed her trail of sight. Strange just looked at her in contemplation. Why the hell was she staring at Wong? She better not be one of those teens who got hung up on student teacher things-Lienna spoke up totally derailing the future sorcerer supreme's thoughts replacing them with a whole slew of other questions.

"Beyonce's, my dad."

{Wong's daughter story}