Chapter 4
An arm grabs Kaecilious (K) through it. The portal opens to Kamar-Taj.
K: (Throwing Y/n against the wall) We’re winning! Dormammu is coming! Why you pull me out! (stands up and opens the portal back to Hong Kong)
Y/N: (running towards K) NO! Can’t you see I saved you from impending death? (suddenly she stops running mid away) You’re still not safe, you’re still Dormammu’s disciple (shaking her head, runs again to Kaecilious grabbing his arm to stop him from opening the portal) Please, don’t you’ll die!
K: (focusing on opening the portal) I don’t believe you!
Y/N: (getting desperate) Do you want to live forever?
K: (getting impatient and angry, he stops opening the portal and shove Y/N up the wall with his hand on her neck) Show me.
Y/N: Then look at me! (she has deep lines under her eyes, now slowly disappearing. She moves her hand up to let him see the wrinkles on her hand , the wrinkles on her hand disappears) If I can do this, imagine what else I can do...
K: (his eyes widen) How? Tell me!
Y/N: (chocking as K grips her neck tighter) Knowledge is power, Kaecilious.
K: TELL ME!
Y/N: They’ll return soon. Can’t let them find you.
K: NOW! TELL ME!
Y/N: First you need to renounce Dormammu as your teacher and become mine. Only that will save you now.
A portal opening in the middle of the court yard.
Y/N: (feels his grip loosing and takes her chance) And now my disciple you’ll hide in plain sight (kisses Kaecilious on his lips, the kiss changes his appearance)
Catching Kaecilious off guard, she pushes away him off her. Y/N opens a portal to New York Sanctum and kicks him into the portal. At the same time, Strange and Wong walks through the courtyard’s portal. They see Y/N on her knees clutching her neck as the portal in front of her closes.
Strange: (went down to check on Y/N) Are you okay? Let me look (examining her neck, dark purplish bruises on her neck)
Wong: Must be that coward Kaecilious! He got away twice in a day!
Y/N: I’m fine (rubbing her neck)
Strange: No, you’re not. I better get you to see Christine. It looks bad.
Y/N: She’s not at your beck call Strange. Who is she to you anyway? (Both Strange and Y/N stand up)
Strange: (glancing at Y/N) A good friend.