Sorcery - (Fem Reader X Peter Parker)

Chapter 8 - Home

"Strange! You're okay." Mordo walks out. "Y/N!"

"A relative term, but yeah, I'm okay." Dad nods.

"The Cloak of Levitation. It came to you." Mordo says in shock. He then looks at me, "That cloak.....how do you have that?"

"Uh...it just went on me. Why?" I ask. "It's cute." I smile.

"No one has ever been able to wear that....not even the Ancient One. That is a cloak of power." Mordo points.

"No wonder I feel more powerful." I smile.

We turn as the Ancient One approaches us, "He's escaped." Dad says.

"Kaecilius?"

"Yeah. He can fold space and matter at will." Dad nods.

"He folds matter outside the mirror dimension? In the real world?" She asks in shock.

"Yeah."

"How many more?" She asks.

"Two. I stranded one in the desert." I nod.

"And the other?"

"His body was in the hall. Master Drumm was in the foyer." Dad says.

"He's been taken back to Kamar-Taj." Mordo nods.

"The London Sanctum has fallen. Only New York and Hong Kong remain now to shield us from the Dark Dimension.You both defended the New York Sanctum from attack. With its Master gone, it needs another, Master Strange. And his apprentice." She nods.

"No. It is Dr. Strange. Not Master Strange, not Mr. Strange, Doctor Strange. When I became a doctor, I swore an oath to do no harm. And I have just killed a man! I'm not doing that again. I became a doctor to save lives, not take them." Dad says angrily.

"You become a doctor to save one life above all others: your own."

"Still seeing through me, are you?" Dad asks.

"I see what I've always seen: your over-inflated ego. You want to go back to the delusion that you can control anything, even death, which no one can control. Not even the great Doctor Stephen Strange."

"Not even Dormammu? He offers immortality." Dad whispers.

"It's our fear of death that gives Dormammu life. He feeds off it."

"Like you feed on him? You talk to me about controlling death. Well, I know how you do it. I've seen the missing rituals from The Book of Cagliostro." Dad walks up.

"Measure your next words very carefully, doctor."

"Because you might not like them?" Dad asks.

"Because you may not know of what you speak."

"What is he talking about?" Mordo  asks.

"I'm talking about her long life, the source of her immortality. She draws power from the Dark Dimension to stay alive." Dad asks.

Mordo slightly smiles. "That's not true."

"I've seen the rituals and worked them out. I know how you do it." Dad nods.

"Once they regroup, the zealots will be back. You'll need reinforcements." She turns and walks off.

Mordo turns to us, "She is not who you think she is." I nod.

"You don't have the right to say that. You have no idea of the responsibility that rests upon her shoulders." He points.

"No, and I don't want to know." Dad shakes his head.