Doctor Strange X Reader First Book

Never Interrupt A Training

A/N: Hello my dear readers!

This is a request from Jessiedisneygeek where the reader and Stephen are training in the astral dimension.

It's a long one: 1890 words.

Hope you enjoy!=)

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In and out. In and out. You focussed on your breathing, trying to steady your heartbeat. Your eyes were closed, your legs crossed together in a yoga position and Stephen in front of you, guiding you into the balance between reality and the astral world. Yes, today, you were training your astral projection and you were on the verge to succeed. Your body felt feathery, sounds were echoing so far and so close at the same time, a new dimension was opening its door to you. You felt  untangled from your corporal wrap until only a thin bound related your astral form from your body. A frown reached your face and the soft voice of Stephen echoed at your ears:

" Open your eyes, now, Y/N"

You did as he told and gasped at the sight in front of you. The almost transparent figure of the Sorcerer Supreme was standing in front of you, a bright halo wrapping its body. You raised your hand up and put it on his chest. You thought it would go through his body but not in this dimension. It landed right on his chest and you felt his heartbeat goes wild. So you deduced that you might be floating above your body but you could still be touched by another person in the same state than you. Blushing when you realised you still had your hand on his torso, you stepped away, and apologised. He chuckled and said:

" That's okay. You know that when you are in your astral form you can feel and be hurt in the same way you would in flesh and bones. The difference is that each injures or mark you have in this world will appear instantly on your living body. "

You nodded, listening carefully to his words.

" You have to know that you can't stay long in this form because someone could take possession of your body or you could lose the thread which linked this form and your body."

Stephen started to move through the corridors and you followed him, like a lost puppy. He continued to explain how the astral world works, emphasising the pros and cons of this state, the fact that gravity was gone and that you were basically a ghost. Then he stood up in front of you and you stopped watching him.

" Now, we're going to fight together. Actions are sometimes clearer than words. Now hit me"

You took your positions, fists in the air, protecting your vitals organs and threw a punch. Stephen easily dodged it and used your run-up to make you cross the walls. You closed your eyes, ready to feel the surface stops you but nothing happened. Stephen softly whispered in your ear:

" Open your eyes" You shivered and slowly opened your eyes, noticing you were in the other room. Realisation hit you: you had crossed the wall exactly as Stephen had told you.

" Let's continue" he added and grabbed your arm. He threw you again and this time you were ready. You didn't close your eyes but kept them wide open. You watched in awe the rooms passed by and you tried to grasp something to slow you down. It was a bit like flying in space or being dragged by a strong current. You glimpsed at a shelf and moved your hands to grab it. The strong surface hit you and you groaned but at least you had stopped your " fall". You heard a flap behind you and you knew it was Stephen. You bent down and you saw his fist landed on the shelf, going through it.

" So you can decide when being touched and not?"

He smirked at you, nodding. He crossed his arms over his chest and you tried to not notice his tight tunic curved his muscular chest. He opened his mouth to say something when a huge BAM interrupted him. His head snapped towards the sound and he flew towards it, leaving you behind. You quietly followed him, a few step behind and watched in fear blazing portals opened in the Sanctum. A few minions and Kaecilius stepped out of it, his bright orange tunic and scaly face made him look like a fanatic. The two minions, one man and one woman were at each side of Kaecilius who smirked at Stephen. You had never met him, only heard of him but you knew he was dangerous, deadly dangerous.