Doctor Strange After Credits Scene Novels & Stories

Another decade of unending reign of silence accompanied with empty stares at her lifeless body passed between us. It was as though she got uncomfortable with my stare because she stirred a bit. I thought my mind was playing games with me but when I diverted my attention to the screen, I noticed a few wavelengths on the initially very straight line. I looked at Dante in shock and he confirmed that he saw it too. "Are you seeing what I'm —--" "This is creepy as f&ck just call the damn Doctor already." Dante was freaking out already. "Doctor!" I called out immediately, calmly but very loud.

Then the white space began collapsing faster. Cracks spreading everywhere. The countdown reappeared above them. Not on a screen. In the sky itself. 00:03 00:02 00:01 Then Dr. Laurent smiled. And whispered: “Thank you for opening the door.” Everything went dark completely.

POV Drake I watch the clock move, that unbearable noise it keeps making. Tick-tock, tick-tock, like a countdown to death or the sound of a bomb about to explode. Maybe that's it. Because right now, I'm about to explode. But I had no choice, I panicked when Scarlett came home and asked me all these questions about how my therapy with the doctor was going. I came because if I didn't, she was going to be on my case for the rest of my life, and God only knows how insufferable my sister can be when she gets down to it. The movement of the clock is starting to annoy me. But if I turn my head, it'll be even worse, because I'll have to face this doctor who can probe my soul and guess my darkest secr

I shouldn't have been so eager to vindicate myself. The room fell silent as the doctor approached, his eyes fixed on the vial. “Well?” Drag’s voice held a hint of anticipation. “Tell us, Doctor. What do you make of this?” The doctor leaned in, uncorking the vial and bringing it close to his nose. He took a cautious sniff, then grimaced, his expression hardening. “There’s a trace of silver. It’s faint, but…it's faint.” I gasped, my hands flying to my mouth as dread sank in. Had the servant really meant to poison the alpha? How could I have been so foolish?

Arya stared at me in shocked silence for a few seconds before she finally spoke up. “There’s something you need to know,” she started to say, but before she could continue, the door opened and the doctor walked in holding a small compact disk. “This contains the scan,” she said cheerfully. “You can watch it anytime you like.” When the doctor finished giving a few final instructions and stepped out again, I turned back to Arya. “What were you going to tell me?” I asked. She hesitated for a while then she shook her head slightly. “It can wait, I'll tell you when the time is right.”

He wasn't even trying to hide it anymore. I sneered inwardly and turned away, pretending not to notice. After the doctor finished giving me some instructions, he stepped out—but I saw it. He tilted his head slightly toward Scott before leaving, and Scott followed him out. At the far end of the corridor, inside the emergency stairwell, Scott lit a cigarette.

“About an hour.” I pushed up from the bed, too fast. The floor buckled under me, my head threatening to split. I slammed a hand against the wall and clenched my teeth, refusing to give the dizziness victory. The doctor hovered but didn’t interfere. She knew better. Quiet as ever, she placed two vials and a blister pack on the side table, then gave me a firm nod before leaving. I nodded back. Transaction complete. When the door shut, I turned to Adrian. “What the fuck happened?”

a calm voice disrupts my mist of thoughts, making me open my eyes to look up at him. A doctor is looking down at me worriedly, making me skyrocket out of my seat immediately. “Doctor, any good news?” “Not as much as I would like to, I’m afraid,” the Doctor answers with a sigh, causing my shoulders to slump. “Please, let’s take a seat.” We sit down before he clears his throat, looking at me with a serious expression. “We have stabilized the former Alpha as much as possible, but I fear that after an initial improvement, his health has deteriorated.”

I asked, looking terrified. "Well, Miss Skylar, you passed out right in the middle of this room. Do you have any idea of it?" I thought deeply to see if I could recall passing out. I did recall trying to leave the room after Alpha Denver had threatened me, then the rest of the event was history. I shook my head. "I don't remember anything." He sighed, then nodded his head. "I see." "But doctor, is everything alright with me?" I asked, worried. He nodded his head slowly. "Yes, Miss Skylar, you are perfectly fine."

I held my breath, the golden light in my eyes flickering. Then, Elle let out a loud, healthy cry. Her skin turned pink again. Her eyes opened, and she looked at me. She reached out her tiny hand and touched my face. "She’s okay," I sobbed. The gold light faded from my eyes, and I felt a wave of exhaustion hit me. "We have to go, Hazel," Jane said, starting the boat’s engine. "The Doctor... he’s getting up." I looked back at the yacht. The Doctor was standing in the broken glass. His chest was caved in, but he was laughing. He held a remote in his hand.