Dr Strange is Master of Mystic and Martial Arts (![]() ![]() @ 2025-05-28 21:45:00 |
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Who: Stephen Strange and Open
When: Void Plot
Where:
What: Stephen's Turn to confront the past
Rating/Warnings/Notes: Death, Hospital themes, etc. I go with the canon established in Doctor Strange-The Sorcerer Supreme for my Stephen, since he was around in my head before the films. Let's go with it being a timeline divergence. That works.
Status: Open
One moment and Stephen was heading back into the magic cabin, as they'd taken to thinking of it, ostensibly to grab his meds and a shower, but when he stepped into the room itself, everything changed as he was greeted by stark white and metal, trays of tools and various doctors, nurses and assistants moving around. A patient lay on the table, draped, her head shaved, but totally relaxed and an anesthetist stepped forward to pop something into her IV.
Was it crazy that Stephen could almost smell this, being here, the beeps and blips of the machinery feeling, well, like home. He stepped a little closer as the scrubbed and gowned surgeon stepped up. "You've got this, April. WE'VE got this."
And suddenly it felt like Stephen had been punched in the gut, in the face, and everywhere all at once. His fingers clenched, and he would pay for that later, but right now none of THAT mattered. He knew exactly where he was, and he knew he didn't like it.
As the girl on his table, started counting backwards, Stephen watched the younger him, caught up in the sort of horror he'd never felt stuck in before. There had to be a way OUT, right NOW... ...Didn't there?