Doctor Strange... That be a strange name, pardon me pun. The morning after the power dampener test, Peter and I prepared to go see Strange. As usual, something got in the way.

"PETER!" MJ came running in, breathless. "There's, like, total chaos out there. A bunch of supervillians think that all the heroes have taken Vegeta's offer of asylum. They're, like, trashing the place."

Peter ran into the living room. A few minutes later, he returned. "The Kingpin's let all my old friends out to play."

"Strange will have to wait, then."

Peter looked at me. "No. I think you should find out what you are before I drag you into any more of this. Go to Strange... this isn't anything I haven't handled before."

If his emotions hadna' gone wild at the last part, I might have believed him. He knew that I didn't.

"Just go." he continued, "I'll find other help. I'll sic Aunt May on them if I have to."

I laughed. "For your sake, me friend, I hope she didna' hear that."

******

I called Pan, to find out if I could get some transportation faster than wall-running. Besides, I hadna' seen her since we left West City. It took some time to convince her to stop fooling around and actually take me to Strange's place, but we got there.

"Pan," I said, "it might have been better if you had landed us outside the mansion..."

"Oops..."

We were in the main sitting room, at least, and not in the Doctor's potion room, or something.

"Well, what be done, be done."

Pan looked around and called out, "Hello?"

Wong came out of the shadows. "Do not worry about having arrived here uninvited. My master was expecting you."

Pan made a face. "Creepy."

******

Wong led us through door after door, hallway after hallway. I started countin' doors, just for the heck of it. Finally, we stopped.

Wong nodded toward a door, and stood back. I walked up to it and knocked. Wong chuckled.

"Do not knock. Enter."

"Whatever ya say, Wong."

Pan and I entered the room. "It's kinda like a movie, she said."

It was. The lights were dim, with a single shaft of light coming through a window. It stopped on a desktop where, big surprise, was an open book, with a note on it. The note read:

Welcome, Angus. I do not know what you are, but I will be more than glad to help you. In the book is a spell which, spoken correctly, will take you to Ireland, where you will find me.

Sincerely, Doctor Strange

Pan snorted, "Great, so now we have to go to Ireland. Should I go home to pack?"

"It shouldna' more than a few minutes," I said, "and ya do na' have to come if you don't wanna."

"Look, of course I'm coming. You think I want to stay back, while you have all the fun? No way."

Wong just smiled a slightly disturbing smile. I picked up the book, and said the spell. Nothing happened. Wong walked over, took the book and said the spell, but the pronunciation was different.

A portal opened. Pan smirked, "I guess ya have to know the language, huh?"

I just shrugged. I took her hand in mine, and we walked through the portal.

Ireland.

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