The waiting room of the New York Hospital was loud and busy, people sitting anxiously as doctors moved in and out busily. People talked over each other, all anxious, there for friends or family, or waiting to be seen themselves. Overhead, a voice rang out through the hospital, calling for a surgeon. Not just any surgeon, but the best in the entire business.
"Paging Doctor Strange."
Epilogue
Stephen Strange sat in the break room, a lit cigar between his lips, as he ate his expensive meal. He ignored the PA overhead, calling his name repeatedly, as he checked his watch.
"Still on break." He muttered to himself, going back to his meal. The door behind him burst open, a nurse walking through angrily.
"Steve, get out there!" She said, grabbing his plate from him, throwing it in the trash as she glared at him. Strange looked up at the blonde woman, her blue eyes flaring with anger at the doctor. He sighed, rolling his eyes.
"Fine, let's get it done." He said unenthusiastically, standing up and taking a final puff from his cigar. The nurse continued to glare at him.
"For the top rated surgeon on the entire damn planet, you'd think you would be professional." She said, as he chuckled in response.
"These people don't deserve my talents, Mary. You know that." He said arrogantly, striding out of the room. Mary followed him, shaking her head in disappointment, as he made his way to the operating room.
Later that day, he stood in front of a mirror at his home, his butler, Wong, his best friend and fellow surgeon, straightening his tie. He was preparing for an awards ceremony, where he would receive a high profile award. His suit was expensive, with high quality fabrics and details showcasing Strange's impressive funds. His home was a large mansion, with only the finest furniture and decor gracing his house, with extravagant statues and items from far off places on display. As Wong finished with the tie, Strange admired himself in the mirror, his facial hair trimmed expertly, his hair brushed back, giving him a professional look.
"Ravishing." Wong teased, handing Strange his watch of choice, fastening it around his wrist. Strange nodded, smirking.
"Indeed, Wong." He mused, turning and leaving the room. Wong followed him, through the many halls and doors, as Strange entered his large garage, filled with expensive sports cars and old automobiles, Strange's eyes darting among them.
"The Veneno." He said, pointing towards an expensive car, a silver Lamborghini, as Wong nodded, turning to retrieve the keys. Strange breathed in heavily, looking over his vast collection. "20 years in this field, and they finally give me this award." He said to Wong, as he reentered the room, keys in hand.
"Well a hundred million a year isn't too bad either." Wong joked, opening the door to the car. "Strange...please try to be professional. The Worldwide Surgeon's Award isn't something to take lightly." Strange rolled his eyes, arrogantly smirking as he entered the vehicle.
"It's nothing special." He said, irritated. "I wouldn't do this damn job if I didn't get paid as much. It's still too little." Wong frowned, handing Strange the keys.
"Just be thankful, sir. You never know when it could all go away." Said Wong. Strange smiled at him, closing the door, as Wong opened the garage. Strange started the car, speeding out of his home, and down the winding road that led back to the city. He drove quickly, far above the speed limit, his car smoothly driving towards the city. He turned down a cliff side road, flipping his the radio on, classical music playing as he continued driving, running a red light as he listened to the music. He glanced down at his watch, as he sped forward, noting the time. He ran another light, quickly looking to his side, seeing another car moving towards him rapidly. Strange slammed the breaks, but too late, as the two vehicles slammed into each other, the doctor's body flying around in his car as it tumbled over the edge of the cliff, fire bursting from his car before falling into the water below the cliff. Strange's vision faded as his vehicle began to fill with water, his consciousness leaving him.
Hello everyone! This was an idea that came up suddenly, and I wanted to try it out, as it's something different, and a departure from my normal Zelda fanfictions. I wanted to tackle the story of Steven Strange, in a retelling way, with some differences from the comics, to create a somewhat new story. I hope you guys enjoy it, and I'll try to write more as soon as possible! Also, for those who think this chapter is lame, I promise, the next few are much better.
-Darth Ganon