Chapter 10: Kingdom Come Pt. 1

A/N: And now for a change of pace, picking up a thread I left dangling a few chapters ago. Ps. The mark 86 Iron Man armour is based off of model prime from all new all different Iron Man.

I hope you enjoy,

~Maca56

3 weeks before the previous events...

"He's my friend too Stark. I'll make sure I find him."

With that, my portal closed and I was back in the Sanctum.

In my hand was a strange Asgardian rune stone.

I floated over to my desk, the cloak of levitation billowing out behind me.

As I sat down, lowering the stone onto the desk, my pupil entered the room.

"Master Strange? I noticed you'd left. What was it for?"

I beckoned for her to sit and pulled a chair over.

"Tony Stark happened. Come sit down. We need to discuss something."

My pupil nodded and sat down in the chair.

"Do you recognize this?"

I gestured to the stone.

"It's Asgardian correct?"

I nodded.

"A rune for transportation, although the carving is slightly different. Stark asked me to figure it out and, as my student, it's my job to teach you how."

I picked the stone up and handed it to them, a maroon covered glove picking it up.

"Now Wanda, tell me what you think we should do."

She closed her eyes, light brown hair falling over her face.

A small, red glow eminated from her hand with the stone.

"We should go to Asgard."

"Not an option."

"Talk to Thor."

"The stone is for finding him."

Wanda shook her head.

"I don't know what to do then."

I nodded.

"I'd consider the library, but I know nothing is in there as our Asgardian texts are very limited. Wong checked."

Wanda nodded.

"No Asgardians are currently on world that we can ask as Brunhilde moved people off Earth and Thor is missing."

I stood up and walked over to a shelf, Wanda and I teleporting to another room.

I read through a text called "Hitchhikers Guide to the Multiverse", took a mental note of page 616 and put it back on the shelf.

"We do not have the knowledge here to figure out this rune, as it's from another dimension."

Wanda nodded. The Multiverse hadnt surprised her since her first month as his student.

We teleported to another room, this one filled with dimly lit torches.

I turned to Wanda.

"You know what to do right?" I asked, placing the rune down in the centre of the torches.

"Partly."

I nodded.

"Allow me to show you."

I placed my hands over the rune, an orange glow coming from both.

Muttering an incantation, the torches began to glow brighter and brighter, revealing a circle on the floor in the middle of the room.

As I continued, the circle began to spark and spin, slowly turning into a portal centred around the rune.

I opened my eyes as the portal finished, allowing the rune to float back to me.

"This will take is to the runes dimension of origin."

I stood up and walked to the edge.

"Come Wanda. We have much to do."

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Camelot, 542 C.E.

We appeared in the middle of a lush forest. Green trees and bright flowers surrounded us.

I could hear birds chirping in the distance.

Wanda was sitting down, looking dazed.

"Next time, warn me about the trip."

I smiled at her.

"Sorry Wanda. I forgot how difficult it is the first time you go through the Multiverse." I said as I brushed myself off.

Wanda stood up and looked around.

"So where are we?" She asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and sat down on a nearby rock.

"I'm not sure."

I crossed my legs and began to float off the ground, trying to meditate to figure out where we were.

I'd maybe been at it for 5 minutes when I heard the galloping of a horse coming down the path.

I open my eyes just as Wanda turned around to face the person approaching.

A horse neighed and I heard a "woaah" as it came to a stop.

I stood up off the rock quickly and faced the new arrival.

Atop a rather large and strong white horse, was a knight clad in black armour.

A red cape was flowing in the wind behind his back, and he had a golden eagle on his chest with gold highlights across his armour and helmet.

"Who goes there!" He called, his voice muffled by the helmet.

His armour shimmered in the light and I noticed the armour on his legs and arms was made of scales, while his chest and helmet were plate metal.

I raised my hands in the air.

"My name is Stephen Strange, and this is my apprentice, Wanda Maximoff. We've come here from another Earth looking for someone who could help us with deciphering a rune stone."

The knight cocked his head before dismounting his horse. He had a large sword strapped to his waist and a large black shield with the same golden eagle on his back.

He chuckled.

"Ah yes. I was warned knaves like you would try to trick me. Show yourself Morgan and you will not be harmed!" He yelled, looking around.

I turned to Wanda, confused. She shrugged.

The knight turned to her.

"You there! You look very similar to the woman I've been sent to capture." He began to walk towards her, hand on the hilt of his sword. "Tell me. How long did you think it would take me to notice you Morgan?" He asked.

He drew his blade, pitch black with a golden hilt in the shape of two dragon heads at each end, a pommel as black as the blade and looking just as sharp.

He spun it around in his hand, a black blur following the sword and seeming to glow around it.

It was at this moment that I realized who the man in front of us was.

Wanda looked confused, but took a defensive stance, her hands glowing red.

"I don't know who this woman you speak of is, but take one step closer and you'll regret it."

The knight chuckled.

"Have it your way cur! Taste the Ebony Blade!"

The knight ran at Wanda and she fired a bolt of magic at him.

He swung the sword at it, deflecting it off into a tree.

I sprung into action, conjuring up a whip and attaching it to his sword just as he swung at Wanda.

It halted him long enough for her to roll out of the way but he cut through seconds after.

"Shit!" I said as the whip disappeared.

The knight turned his attention on me, brandishing his shield as I conjured up a sword.

"An associate of Morgan's? Or perhaps..."

"I'm not Mordred, Sir Percival." I said.

"And she is not Morgan le Fay."

The knight stepped back and his guard dropped.

"How do you know my name?!" He asked, sounding shocked.

Before I could say anything, Wanda lept at him, summoning magic and firing it at him.

He rolled to the side, deflecting a bolt into a tree and dodging the others.

He swung at Wanda, cutting her arm.

"Agh!" She cried and fell over.

I ran at the knight, swinging my sword at him but he blocked it with his shield.

He pushed me back, knocking me over and placed his sword to my throat.

"Move and I'll gut you both."

The sword fizzled out from my hand as I raised them both into the air.

"You'll both rot in the dungeons until we figure out what to do with you."

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2 days later...

The cell was dark and wet. Mould was growing from the sides, there was a crack with leaking water in one of the walls.

My only source of light was a small square at the top of the wall with 3 iron bars in it.

Wanda was in the cell with me, lying in the bed, and had tried to escape but we found our powers were dampened within the prison.

I had my blue robes on, but the Eye and my cloak were stolen, and Wanda had brown pants and a red corset as her jacket was taken.

The cut on her arm was healing as well as it could be given the circumstances, I'd managed to use my abilities to a limited extent to help heal it and my time as a surgeon had paid off.

"How are you feeling Wanda?"

She shifted in the bed, rolling to face me.

"Good, considering our situation."

I nodded, looking to her arm.

The knight had hit her pretty good, cutting a deep wound just above her elbow, but it was no where near as bad as before.

I walked to the window of the cell.

"I know who we need to speak to, and I know who that knight was."

"How could you know a knight from another dimension?"

I turned around and faced her.

"Each person has a them in alternate dimensions. My guess would be your doppelgänger is the 'Morgan' the knight mentioned. Most likely this dimensions Morgan le Fay."

Wanda sat up.

"So who's the knight?"

"His name is Sir Percival of Scandia, the Black Knight. On our Earth, you could almost consider him the first costumed hero."

Wanda's mouth gaped.

"Don't tell me fairy tales are real Strange."

"They are very real Wanda. Every story is based in some manner of truth."

I sighed, and something clicked.

"That would explain why your magic couldn't touch him."

Wanda cocked her head.

"His sword could block it easily." Wanda said.

"Indeed. He wields the Ebony Blade, an enchanted sword that can't be broken, and it can block and deflect magical attacks."

Wanda rolled her eyes.

I glared at her.

"Wanda, you come from a world where aliens invade earth every other day, a man flies around in a suit of armour shooting said aliens and there's a 16 year old who shoots webs from his hands. Is a knight in black armour so hard to believe?"

She shrugged.

"I suppose we'll find out eventually."

My attitude was definitely rubbing off on Wanda, and according to the Avengers, she'd been a little more cold since the Vision died.

"I suppose we shall."

I sat down and began to meditate.