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Chapter 1: BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
Summary:
Queen Mother Ramonda defends the honor of Wakanda and strikes back at a Wakandan enemy...

...while Ruling Queen Shuri retaliates against friends for the transgressions these friends have made against Wakanda

TChalla shows Njadaka Eric Killmonger...historically his most implacable foe...that TChalla never lost to him, and always had him overmastered.

TChalla unveils his below the radar supersoldiers...the MKH...who have assisted him lo these many years, and whom the rest of the world miscalls THE BLACK MUSKETEERS.

TChalla shows how neither he nor Wakanda nor any of The Royal Family were remotely endangered by The Phoenix Force

The Queen Mother Ramonda shows why she is the most ruthless of The Royal Family as she dispatches her foes with finality

Shuri finishes dazzling the world during the last leg of her international P.R.I.D.E. tour

Chapter Text
BLACK PANTHER FANFIC: "EXPLANATIONS"

 

 

 

 


CHAPTER 1: ONYO

 
LOCATION: ASTEROID A-549

 



 

The invaders quite literally appeared without warning of any sort. One instant, Asteroid A-549 was fully operational and performing flawlessly as it had been for months. The next splintered instant? The Asteroid was being torn asunder by a small army of invaders simultaneously hitting its most sensitive and most indispensable operational areas. The solar plasma enforced Fusion Forcefield was blasted into nothingness, allowing the unfiltered ultraviolet and cosmic energies of space to bombard the artificial asteroid through breaches in its synthetically crafted atmosphere. Despite their independent multitiered AI system, all defense bots remained frozen in their battle pods...somehow the enemy deactivated them all. Simultaneously. At the moment of attack. Such a feat? Was supposed to be impossible.

Human soldiers and transhumanoid cyborgs scrambled by the thousands to the defense of Asteroid A-549 and were ruthlessly, mercilessly mowed down. The enemy wasn't even slowed.

Reports flooded the sphere-like bridge of the Forward Pod.

"Engineering is lost,My Lady." to her left, under-Corporal Breel reports from deep within her techno-trance at her Interior Security station. "All personnel executed, the enemy is harvesting our technology."

"Off planet communication still down,My Lady" Kommunikationskommandant Heigler's crisp German accent pipes up from her right.

"All Transporter and Teleport Platforms are offline," under-Corporal Hirada...next to Heigler...chimed in.

"Navigation is compromised!" Navigation Chief Adaego...her voice nearly as flawlessly beautiful and chocolate as her skin... observed from her Navigation Unit.

 "Independently spin up IEP [ Internal Emergency Protocol ] 8 through 39 on my mark," she responds. Her voice showed no fear, no desperation. Confidence and a somehow clear thinking, furiously calculating wrath thrummed throughout her every word and action. Her underlings never doubted her...she made sure that any who did failed to survive...but her reactions here reinforced their blind faith in her. "Translate vital personnel to AIYDRA Battle and Off Planet Pods. Activate Environmental Swarm IEP 8 in 3...2...1...mark!"

under-Corporal Breel instantly follows her command...a surge of yellow and amber energy crackles through her station with such speed and power, she doesn't get a chance to scream. Her entire body springs up from her seat, leaping stiff into the air as if she suddenly decided to try the Olympic High Jump. A charring smell wafted from her flesh, every bit of hair on her body stood erect and crackled...

...then her entire body...flesh, blood, bones, ligaments, cartilage, veins, arteries, everything... burst into flaring, geysering sparks. Scattered. She was gone.

For a mind numbing, terrifying moment, the entire personnel of the Forward Pod was frozen in horror, shock and confusion...except her.

"Adeago!" she commanded, and Adeago leaped into under-Corporal Breel's seat. "What happened?"

"Running diagnostics...this is imPOSsible!" Navigation Chief...now under-Corporal of Interior Security...Adeago exclaimed.

"ADEAGO!"

"Yes, Lady Lethal!" Adeago responds, using My Lady's full title. "We are detecting decayed remnants of Chaotic Neutrons! But that's imPOSsible! That means that our enemies are using..."

"Shadow Physics," Lady Lethal finished for Adeago. They shared an intense, fierce, intimate moment of fury as each wracked their brains for any way to deal with this.

under-Corporal Breel growls: "Our technology is forged from AIM, HYDRA, Zemo, and Zola. Nobody...not even Doom...has superior technology than do we. And yet this technology is so far beyond our reach..."

"The Wakandans," Lady Lethal says. "It must be..."

The multiwave algorithm sealed, trillion times per second oscillating energy screen and blast door layered entries to the Forward Pod opened simultaneously.

"...the Wakandans, yes." A tall, beautiful woman dressed head to toe in white tech armor insanely more advanced than anything she's ever seen finished her sentence...and shot Kommunikationskommandant Heigler through the head before his hand could reach the butt of his blaster. At that signal, another fierce woman whom her mind recognized as ANEKA, teacher of Agayu Adepts of Wakanda, First Mistress of Okoye the leader of the Dora Milaje...and a bevy of deadly men in advanced battle armor [ Hatut Zeraze, her mind recognized them right away ] swarmed the Forward Pod. Hirada...an iaido expert...drew her katana with the incredible quickness of the five hundred years of samurai blood in her veins. This Aneka removed the wrist holding her sword and Hirada's head with a single, dismissive bladed staff strike. With similar flawless homicidal grace and ease, the Hatut Zeraze started mowed everyone else down...

...except Adeago. Adeago managed to chop one man on the throat so hard that he felt it through his battle armor, and wrested his deadly looking blaster rifle from him as he went down. Lady Lethal blasted two others with her personal firearm. Her plasma bolts could tear holes in tanks, bank vaults, and battleships...but these Wakandans swarmed on her, their armor dismissing her plasma fire without effort. Pressed back to back with Adeago, she knew that her time had come. But she wasn't going to die easily. Adeago...fierce, beloved Adeago...passed her the blaster rifle she wrested from the man she took down, and then Adeago drew her personal spear from its sacred sheath across her back. In addition to being a masterfully crafted traditional Igbo weapon, Adeago's spear was packed with all the deadly, terrible advanced tech that AIYDRA...the extremist splinter group combo of A.I.M. and HYDRA...packed their melee weapons with. This was going to get nasty. Lady Lethal smiled.

"I am Queen Mother Ramonda. You are Natela Dadiani, who now goes by the ridiculous code name of Lady Lethal. You are a distant member of the ruling Dadiani dynasty of the western Georgian province of Samegrelo. "

"We are REAL royalty, unlike you creatures!" Lady Lethal hissed.

"In addition to the many horrible crimes you have committed with AIYDRA...each of which alone--much less collectively--earned you the death penalty...your line of "royalty" committed any number of atrocities against the Afro-Abkhazians you enslaved in Georgia, who deserved none of the horrors you unleashed upon them. We have come in the name of Wakanda to exact justice for your having the temerity to even dream of coming to Wakanda, and we have come in the name of the Afro-Abkhazians whose spirits have spoken to us and urge us to avenge their ancient grievances against you."

Lady Lethal rushed the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda, unleashing a single expert shot from the Wakandan blaster rifle at the Queen Mother's head. The Queen Mother almost languidly moved her head away from the hot beam of light issuing from the barrel of the Wakandan blaster rifle, then simultaneously disarmed Lady Lethal of the blaster with her right hand and backhanded her with her left hand clear across the room. Lady Lethal...Natela...didn't know that she'd been catapulted across the room, because she blacked out the moment that the Queen Mother's backhand connected with pin point accuracy and cannonade force along the nerve under her chin.

Lady Lethal came to as Adeago...brandishing her traditional/high tech spear protectively against the Wakandans... was helping her to her feet. Lady Lethal traded blows with Crossbones during battle simulations. This Queen Mother didn't have Crossbones' sheer brute strength, but she hit with far more power and cunning than Crossbones ever did.

Lady Lethal exchanged glances with Adeago. Adeago nodded almost imperceptibly. It was time. Together in life and death, Adeago and Lady Lethal rushed the Wakandans with a single war cry emanating from both of their throats...

...a searing pain lanced through Lady Lethal's back and chest. She looked down in shock. A spear point protruded through the left upper quadrant of her chest.

Adeago's spear point.

Lady Lethal...Natela...looked back at her beloved Adeago with shock, fury, bewilderment, hatred. Adeago didn't even bother to look at Lady Lethal. Instead, her gaze was locked upon the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda.

"Ninakupa ruhusa ya kuongea," Queen Ramonda. "I give you permission to speak."

Then and only then did Adeago look into Natela's wrathful, dying, shocked and bewildered gaze. "I am Agayu Adept Adeago. Amandla. Wakanda Forever."

With this last shock of her lover's betrayal, Lady Lethal expired on the point of The Agayu Adept's spear.

Queen Mother Ramonda hadn't bothered to watch Natela's death, but instead turned away right after speaking to The Agayu Adept. The tall, muscular yet feminine and incredibly beautiful Queen Mother approached the single remaining camera which she allowed to operate and carry her message to he whom she wished to address. He whom she knew watched closely and with keen mind and interest every instant of what had just transpired. He who knew he was now in the greatest peril of perishing that he had ever faced.

And the Queen Mother spoke only one word to the camera: "Onyo."

On a completely different planet, he watched. As she knew he would. And he translated the word. As she knew he would. Onyo means..."Warning." Too late he regretted pairing with Hydra controlled Steve Rogers...the former and current Captain America...and invading Wakanda. Too late he regretted stomping his foot upon the back of the prostrate, proud Wakandan monarch known as T'Challa The Black Panther. Now he understood the gravity of his mistake. This Queen Mother and her brother the former Panther Syan the Swift were supposedly dead, murdered by Doom a decade ago during his so-called Doomwar. Her appearance here and now was beyond shocking, but very clearly and deliberately done in order to underscore to the enemies of Wakanda how little they knew of Wakanda and how impossible to defeat Wakanda is.

Too late, he knew that this proud T'Challa suffered the indignity of his transgression and faux prostration at Zemo's feet in order to set up this avenging counterstrike 2 years later.

Onyo. Warning. This Queen Mother Ramonda was announcing her intent to come for him. She was telling him there was nothing he could do. This Queen Mother..."Ramonda asiyekuwa mnyonge", "Ramonda Who Is Not Weak", "Ramonda The Ruthless"...was eager for his blood.

The alarms of his personal base more than an entire world away from Queen Mother Ramonda suddenly began to blare.

Lieutenant Kronz reported from his Security Station: "Baron Zemo, wir werden angegriffen! Sie haben unsere Verteidigung durchbrochen und sind fast auf uns! Baron Zemo, we are under attack! They have broken through our defenses and are almost on us!"

Before Baron Zemo could finish the breath he started when Queen Mother Ramonda said: "Onyo" to him, an entire platoon of Hatut Zeraze...led by Queen Mother Ramonda, seconded by the great and terrible Dora Milaje Aneka who taught the Dora Milaje Okoye and the Agayu Adepts...appeared in his control room. Literally de-cloaked in his control room. They had been there the ENTIRE TIME, he realized. He further realized that the invasion of Asteriod A-549 that he thought he was watching in real time? Was actually a brilliantly strategically delayed and supremely technologically doctored recording beamed as a live feed to his satellites, in order to ensure that the Wakandans arrived undetected in his command center.

There was no hope of survival. Aneka and The Hatut Zeraze absolutely massacred everyone in the room before they had any chance to hope to mount an offensive, except for him.

"You will be taken to Wakanda for trial and judgement," pronounced The Queen Mother.

Baron Zemo felt his Aryan blood boil and Aryan pride blaze. There was no way that he would permit himself to be paraded by this monkey in her nation of monkeys! He...Baron Zemo...had engaged the mighty Captain America in hand to hand battle many times. He had nothing to fear from this woman. He sprang at her with all the guile of battle at his command.

Queen Mother Ramonda struck him. Once. Dismissively. Condescendingly. Clearly with distaste, as if she detested the idea of sullying the back of her beautiful, white battle armored hand with his face.

He tumbled into darkness.

 

 

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Chapter 1: BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
Summary:
Queen Mother Ramonda defends the honor of Wakanda and strikes back at a Wakandan enemy...

...while Ruling Queen Shuri retaliates against friends for the transgressions these friends have made against Wakanda

TChalla shows Njadaka Eric Killmonger...historically his most implacable foe...that TChalla never lost to him, and always had him overmastered.

TChalla unveils his below the radar supersoldiers...the MKH...who have assisted him lo these many years, and whom the rest of the world miscalls THE BLACK MUSKETEERS.

TChalla shows how neither he nor Wakanda nor any of The Royal Family were remotely endangered by The Phoenix Force

The Queen Mother Ramonda shows why she is the most ruthless of The Royal Family as she dispatches her foes with finality

Shuri finishes dazzling the world during the last leg of her international P.R.I.D.E. tour

Chapter Text
BLACK PANTHER FANFIC: "EXPLANATIONS"

 

 

 

 


CHAPTER 1: ONYO

 
LOCATION: ASTEROID A-549

 



 

The invaders quite literally appeared without warning of any sort. One instant, Asteroid A-549 was fully operational and performing flawlessly as it had been for months. The next splintered instant? The Asteroid was being torn asunder by a small army of invaders simultaneously hitting its most sensitive and most indispensable operational areas. The solar plasma enforced Fusion Forcefield was blasted into nothingness, allowing the unfiltered ultraviolet and cosmic energies of space to bombard the artificial asteroid through breaches in its synthetically crafted atmosphere. Despite their independent multitiered AI system, all defense bots remained frozen in their battle pods...somehow the enemy deactivated them all. Simultaneously. At the moment of attack. Such a feat? Was supposed to be impossible.

Human soldiers and transhumanoid cyborgs scrambled by the thousands to the defense of Asteroid A-549 and were ruthlessly, mercilessly mowed down. The enemy wasn't even slowed.

Reports flooded the sphere-like bridge of the Forward Pod.

"Engineering is lost,My Lady." to her left, under-Corporal Breel reports from deep within her techno-trance at her Interior Security station. "All personnel executed, the enemy is harvesting our technology."

"Off planet communication still down,My Lady" Kommunikationskommandant Heigler's crisp German accent pipes up from her right.

"All Transporter and Teleport Platforms are offline," under-Corporal Hirada...next to Heigler...chimed in.

"Navigation is compromised!" Navigation Chief Adaego...her voice nearly as flawlessly beautiful and chocolate as her skin... observed from her Navigation Unit.

 "Independently spin up IEP [ Internal Emergency Protocol ] 8 through 39 on my mark," she responds. Her voice showed no fear, no desperation. Confidence and a somehow clear thinking, furiously calculating wrath thrummed throughout her every word and action. Her underlings never doubted her...she made sure that any who did failed to survive...but her reactions here reinforced their blind faith in her. "Translate vital personnel to AIYDRA Battle and Off Planet Pods. Activate Environmental Swarm IEP 8 in 3...2...1...mark!"

under-Corporal Breel instantly follows her command...a surge of yellow and amber energy crackles through her station with such speed and power, she doesn't get a chance to scream. Her entire body springs up from her seat, leaping stiff into the air as if she suddenly decided to try the Olympic High Jump. A charring smell wafted from her flesh, every bit of hair on her body stood erect and crackled...

...then her entire body...flesh, blood, bones, ligaments, cartilage, veins, arteries, everything... burst into flaring, geysering sparks. Scattered. She was gone.

For a mind numbing, terrifying moment, the entire personnel of the Forward Pod was frozen in horror, shock and confusion...except her.

"Adeago!" she commanded, and Adeago leaped into under-Corporal Breel's seat. "What happened?"

"Running diagnostics...this is imPOSsible!" Navigation Chief...now under-Corporal of Interior Security...Adeago exclaimed.

"ADEAGO!"

"Yes, Lady Lethal!" Adeago responds, using My Lady's full title. "We are detecting decayed remnants of Chaotic Neutrons! But that's imPOSsible! That means that our enemies are using..."

"Shadow Physics," Lady Lethal finished for Adeago. They shared an intense, fierce, intimate moment of fury as each wracked their brains for any way to deal with this.

under-Corporal Breel growls: "Our technology is forged from AIM, HYDRA, Zemo, and Zola. Nobody...not even Doom...has superior technology than do we. And yet this technology is so far beyond our reach..."

"The Wakandans," Lady Lethal says. "It must be..."

The multiwave algorithm sealed, trillion times per second oscillating energy screen and blast door layered entries to the Forward Pod opened simultaneously.

"...the Wakandans, yes." A tall, beautiful woman dressed head to toe in white tech armor insanely more advanced than anything she's ever seen finished her sentence...and shot Kommunikationskommandant Heigler through the head before his hand could reach the butt of his blaster. At that signal, another fierce woman whom her mind recognized as ANEKA, teacher of Agayu Adepts of Wakanda, First Mistress of Okoye the leader of the Dora Milaje...and a bevy of deadly men in advanced battle armor [ Hatut Zeraze, her mind recognized them right away ] swarmed the Forward Pod. Hirada...an iaido expert...drew her katana with the incredible quickness of the five hundred years of samurai blood in her veins. This Aneka removed the wrist holding her sword and Hirada's head with a single, dismissive bladed staff strike. With similar flawless homicidal grace and ease, the Hatut Zeraze started mowed everyone else down...

...except Adeago. Adeago managed to chop one man on the throat so hard that he felt it through his battle armor, and wrested his deadly looking blaster rifle from him as he went down. Lady Lethal blasted two others with her personal firearm. Her plasma bolts could tear holes in tanks, bank vaults, and battleships...but these Wakandans swarmed on her, their armor dismissing her plasma fire without effort. Pressed back to back with Adeago, she knew that her time had come. But she wasn't going to die easily. Adeago...fierce, beloved Adeago...passed her the blaster rifle she wrested from the man she took down, and then Adeago drew her personal spear from its sacred sheath across her back. In addition to being a masterfully crafted traditional Igbo weapon, Adeago's spear was packed with all the deadly, terrible advanced tech that AIYDRA...the extremist splinter group combo of A.I.M. and HYDRA...packed their melee weapons with. This was going to get nasty. Lady Lethal smiled.

"I am Queen Mother Ramonda. You are Natela Dadiani, who now goes by the ridiculous code name of Lady Lethal. You are a distant member of the ruling Dadiani dynasty of the western Georgian province of Samegrelo. "

"We are REAL royalty, unlike you creatures!" Lady Lethal hissed.

"In addition to the many horrible crimes you have committed with AIYDRA...each of which alone--much less collectively--earned you the death penalty...your line of "royalty" committed any number of atrocities against the Afro-Abkhazians you enslaved in Georgia, who deserved none of the horrors you unleashed upon them. We have come in the name of Wakanda to exact justice for your having the temerity to even dream of coming to Wakanda, and we have come in the name of the Afro-Abkhazians whose spirits have spoken to us and urge us to avenge their ancient grievances against you."

Lady Lethal rushed the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda, unleashing a single expert shot from the Wakandan blaster rifle at the Queen Mother's head. The Queen Mother almost languidly moved her head away from the hot beam of light issuing from the barrel of the Wakandan blaster rifle, then simultaneously disarmed Lady Lethal of the blaster with her right hand and backhanded her with her left hand clear across the room. Lady Lethal...Natela...didn't know that she'd been catapulted across the room, because she blacked out the moment that the Queen Mother's backhand connected with pin point accuracy and cannonade force along the nerve under her chin.

Lady Lethal came to as Adeago...brandishing her traditional/high tech spear protectively against the Wakandans... was helping her to her feet. Lady Lethal traded blows with Crossbones during battle simulations. This Queen Mother didn't have Crossbones' sheer brute strength, but she hit with far more power and cunning than Crossbones ever did.

Lady Lethal exchanged glances with Adeago. Adeago nodded almost imperceptibly. It was time. Together in life and death, Adeago and Lady Lethal rushed the Wakandans with a single war cry emanating from both of their throats...

...a searing pain lanced through Lady Lethal's back and chest. She looked down in shock. A spear point protruded through the left upper quadrant of her chest.

Adeago's spear point.

Lady Lethal...Natela...looked back at her beloved Adeago with shock, fury, bewilderment, hatred. Adeago didn't even bother to look at Lady Lethal. Instead, her gaze was locked upon the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda.

"Ninakupa ruhusa ya kuongea," Queen Ramonda. "I give you permission to speak."

Then and only then did Adeago look into Natela's wrathful, dying, shocked and bewildered gaze. "I am Agayu Adept Adeago. Amandla. Wakanda Forever."

With this last shock of her lover's betrayal, Lady Lethal expired on the point of The Agayu Adept's spear.

Queen Mother Ramonda hadn't bothered to watch Natela's death, but instead turned away right after speaking to The Agayu Adept. The tall, muscular yet feminine and incredibly beautiful Queen Mother approached the single remaining camera which she allowed to operate and carry her message to he whom she wished to address. He whom she knew watched closely and with keen mind and interest every instant of what had just transpired. He who knew he was now in the greatest peril of perishing that he had ever faced.

And the Queen Mother spoke only one word to the camera: "Onyo."

On a completely different planet, he watched. As she knew he would. And he translated the word. As she knew he would. Onyo means..."Warning." Too late he regretted pairing with Hydra controlled Steve Rogers...the former and current Captain America...and invading Wakanda. Too late he regretted stomping his foot upon the back of the prostrate, proud Wakandan monarch known as T'Challa The Black Panther. Now he understood the gravity of his mistake. This Queen Mother and her brother the former Panther Syan the Swift were supposedly dead, murdered by Doom a decade ago during his so-called Doomwar. Her appearance here and now was beyond shocking, but very clearly and deliberately done in order to underscore to the enemies of Wakanda how little they knew of Wakanda and how impossible to defeat Wakanda is.

Too late, he knew that this proud T'Challa suffered the indignity of his transgression and faux prostration at Zemo's feet in order to set up this avenging counterstrike 2 years later.

Onyo. Warning. This Queen Mother Ramonda was announcing her intent to come for him. She was telling him there was nothing he could do. This Queen Mother..."Ramonda asiyekuwa mnyonge", "Ramonda Who Is Not Weak", "Ramonda The Ruthless"...was eager for his blood.

The alarms of his personal base more than an entire world away from Queen Mother Ramonda suddenly began to blare.

Lieutenant Kronz reported from his Security Station: "Baron Zemo, wir werden angegriffen! Sie haben unsere Verteidigung durchbrochen und sind fast auf uns! Baron Zemo, we are under attack! They have broken through our defenses and are almost on us!"

Before Baron Zemo could finish the breath he started when Queen Mother Ramonda said: "Onyo" to him, an entire platoon of Hatut Zeraze...led by Queen Mother Ramonda, seconded by the great and terrible Dora Milaje Aneka who taught the Dora Milaje Okoye and the Agayu Adepts...appeared in his control room. Literally de-cloaked in his control room. They had been there the ENTIRE TIME, he realized. He further realized that the invasion of Asteriod A-549 that he thought he was watching in real time? Was actually a brilliantly strategically delayed and supremely technologically doctored recording beamed as a live feed to his satellites, in order to ensure that the Wakandans arrived undetected in his command center.

There was no hope of survival. Aneka and The Hatut Zeraze absolutely massacred everyone in the room before they had any chance to hope to mount an offensive, except for him.

"You will be taken to Wakanda for trial and judgement," pronounced The Queen Mother.

Baron Zemo felt his Aryan blood boil and Aryan pride blaze. There was no way that he would permit himself to be paraded by this monkey in her nation of monkeys! He...Baron Zemo...had engaged the mighty Captain America in hand to hand battle many times. He had nothing to fear from this woman. He sprang at her with all the guile of battle at his command.

Queen Mother Ramonda struck him. Once. Dismissively. Condescendingly. Clearly with distaste, as if she detested the idea of sullying the back of her beautiful, white battle armored hand with his face.

He tumbled into darkness.

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Chapter 1: BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
Summary:
Queen Mother Ramonda defends the honor of Wakanda and strikes back at a Wakandan enemy...

...while Ruling Queen Shuri retaliates against friends for the transgressions these friends have made against Wakanda

TChalla shows Njadaka Eric Killmonger...historically his most implacable foe...that TChalla never lost to him, and always had him overmastered.

TChalla unveils his below the radar supersoldiers...the MKH...who have assisted him lo these many years, and whom the rest of the world miscalls THE BLACK MUSKETEERS.

TChalla shows how neither he nor Wakanda nor any of The Royal Family were remotely endangered by The Phoenix Force

The Queen Mother Ramonda shows why she is the most ruthless of The Royal Family as she dispatches her foes with finality

Shuri finishes dazzling the world during the last leg of her international P.R.I.D.E. tour

Chapter Text
BLACK PANTHER FANFIC: "EXPLANATIONS"

 

 

 

 


CHAPTER 1: ONYO

 
LOCATION: ASTEROID A-549

 



 

The invaders quite literally appeared without warning of any sort. One instant, Asteroid A-549 was fully operational and performing flawlessly as it had been for months. The next splintered instant? The Asteroid was being torn asunder by a small army of invaders simultaneously hitting its most sensitive and most indispensable operational areas. The solar plasma enforced Fusion Forcefield was blasted into nothingness, allowing the unfiltered ultraviolet and cosmic energies of space to bombard the artificial asteroid through breaches in its synthetically crafted atmosphere. Despite their independent multitiered AI system, all defense bots remained frozen in their battle pods...somehow the enemy deactivated them all. Simultaneously. At the moment of attack. Such a feat? Was supposed to be impossible.

Human soldiers and transhumanoid cyborgs scrambled by the thousands to the defense of Asteroid A-549 and were ruthlessly, mercilessly mowed down. The enemy wasn't even slowed.

Reports flooded the sphere-like bridge of the Forward Pod.

"Engineering is lost,My Lady." to her left, under-Corporal Breel reports from deep within her techno-trance at her Interior Security station. "All personnel executed, the enemy is harvesting our technology."

"Off planet communication still down,My Lady" Kommunikationskommandant Heigler's crisp German accent pipes up from her right.

"All Transporter and Teleport Platforms are offline," under-Corporal Hirada...next to Heigler...chimed in.

"Navigation is compromised!" Navigation Chief Adaego...her voice nearly as flawlessly beautiful and chocolate as her skin... observed from her Navigation Unit.

 "Independently spin up IEP [ Internal Emergency Protocol ] 8 through 39 on my mark," she responds. Her voice showed no fear, no desperation. Confidence and a somehow clear thinking, furiously calculating wrath thrummed throughout her every word and action. Her underlings never doubted her...she made sure that any who did failed to survive...but her reactions here reinforced their blind faith in her. "Translate vital personnel to AIYDRA Battle and Off Planet Pods. Activate Environmental Swarm IEP 8 in 3...2...1...mark!"

under-Corporal Breel instantly follows her command...a surge of yellow and amber energy crackles through her station with such speed and power, she doesn't get a chance to scream. Her entire body springs up from her seat, leaping stiff into the air as if she suddenly decided to try the Olympic High Jump. A charring smell wafted from her flesh, every bit of hair on her body stood erect and crackled...

...then her entire body...flesh, blood, bones, ligaments, cartilage, veins, arteries, everything... burst into flaring, geysering sparks. Scattered. She was gone.

For a mind numbing, terrifying moment, the entire personnel of the Forward Pod was frozen in horror, shock and confusion...except her.

"Adeago!" she commanded, and Adeago leaped into under-Corporal Breel's seat. "What happened?"

"Running diagnostics...this is imPOSsible!" Navigation Chief...now under-Corporal of Interior Security...Adeago exclaimed.

"ADEAGO!"

"Yes, Lady Lethal!" Adeago responds, using My Lady's full title. "We are detecting decayed remnants of Chaotic Neutrons! But that's imPOSsible! That means that our enemies are using..."

"Shadow Physics," Lady Lethal finished for Adeago. They shared an intense, fierce, intimate moment of fury as each wracked their brains for any way to deal with this.

under-Corporal Breel growls: "Our technology is forged from AIM, HYDRA, Zemo, and Zola. Nobody...not even Doom...has superior technology than do we. And yet this technology is so far beyond our reach..."

"The Wakandans," Lady Lethal says. "It must be..."

The multiwave algorithm sealed, trillion times per second oscillating energy screen and blast door layered entries to the Forward Pod opened simultaneously.

"...the Wakandans, yes." A tall, beautiful woman dressed head to toe in white tech armor insanely more advanced than anything she's ever seen finished her sentence...and shot Kommunikationskommandant Heigler through the head before his hand could reach the butt of his blaster. At that signal, another fierce woman whom her mind recognized as ANEKA, teacher of Agayu Adepts of Wakanda, First Mistress of Okoye the leader of the Dora Milaje...and a bevy of deadly men in advanced battle armor [ Hatut Zeraze, her mind recognized them right away ] swarmed the Forward Pod. Hirada...an iaido expert...drew her katana with the incredible quickness of the five hundred years of samurai blood in her veins. This Aneka removed the wrist holding her sword and Hirada's head with a single, dismissive bladed staff strike. With similar flawless homicidal grace and ease, the Hatut Zeraze started mowed everyone else down...

...except Adeago. Adeago managed to chop one man on the throat so hard that he felt it through his battle armor, and wrested his deadly looking blaster rifle from him as he went down. Lady Lethal blasted two others with her personal firearm. Her plasma bolts could tear holes in tanks, bank vaults, and battleships...but these Wakandans swarmed on her, their armor dismissing her plasma fire without effort. Pressed back to back with Adeago, she knew that her time had come. But she wasn't going to die easily. Adeago...fierce, beloved Adeago...passed her the blaster rifle she wrested from the man she took down, and then Adeago drew her personal spear from its sacred sheath across her back. In addition to being a masterfully crafted traditional Igbo weapon, Adeago's spear was packed with all the deadly, terrible advanced tech that AIYDRA...the extremist splinter group combo of A.I.M. and HYDRA...packed their melee weapons with. This was going to get nasty. Lady Lethal smiled.

"I am Queen Mother Ramonda. You are Natela Dadiani, who now goes by the ridiculous code name of Lady Lethal. You are a distant member of the ruling Dadiani dynasty of the western Georgian province of Samegrelo. "

"We are REAL royalty, unlike you creatures!" Lady Lethal hissed.

"In addition to the many horrible crimes you have committed with AIYDRA...each of which alone--much less collectively--earned you the death penalty...your line of "royalty" committed any number of atrocities against the Afro-Abkhazians you enslaved in Georgia, who deserved none of the horrors you unleashed upon them. We have come in the name of Wakanda to exact justice for your having the temerity to even dream of coming to Wakanda, and we have come in the name of the Afro-Abkhazians whose spirits have spoken to us and urge us to avenge their ancient grievances against you."

Lady Lethal rushed the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda, unleashing a single expert shot from the Wakandan blaster rifle at the Queen Mother's head. The Queen Mother almost languidly moved her head away from the hot beam of light issuing from the barrel of the Wakandan blaster rifle, then simultaneously disarmed Lady Lethal of the blaster with her right hand and backhanded her with her left hand clear across the room. Lady Lethal...Natela...didn't know that she'd been catapulted across the room, because she blacked out the moment that the Queen Mother's backhand connected with pin point accuracy and cannonade force along the nerve under her chin.

Lady Lethal came to as Adeago...brandishing her traditional/high tech spear protectively against the Wakandans... was helping her to her feet. Lady Lethal traded blows with Crossbones during battle simulations. This Queen Mother didn't have Crossbones' sheer brute strength, but she hit with far more power and cunning than Crossbones ever did.

Lady Lethal exchanged glances with Adeago. Adeago nodded almost imperceptibly. It was time. Together in life and death, Adeago and Lady Lethal rushed the Wakandans with a single war cry emanating from both of their throats...

...a searing pain lanced through Lady Lethal's back and chest. She looked down in shock. A spear point protruded through the left upper quadrant of her chest.

Adeago's spear point.

Lady Lethal...Natela...looked back at her beloved Adeago with shock, fury, bewilderment, hatred. Adeago didn't even bother to look at Lady Lethal. Instead, her gaze was locked upon the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda.

"Ninakupa ruhusa ya kuongea," Queen Ramonda. "I give you permission to speak."

Then and only then did Adeago look into Natela's wrathful, dying, shocked and bewildered gaze. "I am Agayu Adept Adeago. Amandla. Wakanda Forever."

With this last shock of her lover's betrayal, Lady Lethal expired on the point of The Agayu Adept's spear.

Queen Mother Ramonda hadn't bothered to watch Natela's death, but instead turned away right after speaking to The Agayu Adept. The tall, muscular yet feminine and incredibly beautiful Queen Mother approached the single remaining camera which she allowed to operate and carry her message to he whom she wished to address. He whom she knew watched closely and with keen mind and interest every instant of what had just transpired. He who knew he was now in the greatest peril of perishing that he had ever faced.

And the Queen Mother spoke only one word to the camera: "Onyo."

On a completely different planet, he watched. As she knew he would. And he translated the word. As she knew he would. Onyo means..."Warning." Too late he regretted pairing with Hydra controlled Steve Rogers...the former and current Captain America...and invading Wakanda. Too late he regretted stomping his foot upon the back of the prostrate, proud Wakandan monarch known as T'Challa The Black Panther. Now he understood the gravity of his mistake. This Queen Mother and her brother the former Panther Syan the Swift were supposedly dead, murdered by Doom a decade ago during his so-called Doomwar. Her appearance here and now was beyond shocking, but very clearly and deliberately done in order to underscore to the enemies of Wakanda how little they knew of Wakanda and how impossible to defeat Wakanda is.

Too late, he knew that this proud T'Challa suffered the indignity of his transgression and faux prostration at Zemo's feet in order to set up this avenging counterstrike 2 years later.

Onyo. Warning. This Queen Mother Ramonda was announcing her intent to come for him. She was telling him there was nothing he could do. This Queen Mother..."Ramonda asiyekuwa mnyonge", "Ramonda Who Is Not Weak", "Ramonda The Ruthless"...was eager for his blood.

The alarms of his personal base more than an entire world away from Queen Mother Ramonda suddenly began to blare.

Lieutenant Kronz reported from his Security Station: "Baron Zemo, wir werden angegriffen! Sie haben unsere Verteidigung durchbrochen und sind fast auf uns! Baron Zemo, we are under attack! They have broken through our defenses and are almost on us!"

Before Baron Zemo could finish the breath he started when Queen Mother Ramonda said: "Onyo" to him, an entire platoon of Hatut Zeraze...led by Queen Mother Ramonda, seconded by the great and terrible Dora Milaje Aneka who taught the Dora Milaje Okoye and the Agayu Adepts...appeared in his control room. Literally de-cloaked in his control room. They had been there the ENTIRE TIME, he realized. He further realized that the invasion of Asteriod A-549 that he thought he was watching in real time? Was actually a brilliantly strategically delayed and supremely technologically doctored recording beamed as a live feed to his satellites, in order to ensure that the Wakandans arrived undetected in his command center.

There was no hope of survival. Aneka and The Hatut Zeraze absolutely massacred everyone in the room before they had any chance to hope to mount an offensive, except for him.

"You will be taken to Wakanda for trial and judgement," pronounced The Queen Mother.

Baron Zemo felt his Aryan blood boil and Aryan pride blaze. There was no way that he would permit himself to be paraded by this monkey in her nation of monkeys! He...Baron Zemo...had engaged the mighty Captain America in hand to hand battle many times. He had nothing to fear from this woman. He sprang at her with all the guile of battle at his command.

Queen Mother Ramonda struck him. Once. Dismissively. Condescendingly. Clearly with distaste, as if she detested the idea of sullying the back of her beautiful, white battle armored hand with his face.

He tumbled into darkness.


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Chapter 1: BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
Summary:
Queen Mother Ramonda defends the honor of Wakanda and strikes back at a Wakandan enemy...

...while Ruling Queen Shuri retaliates against friends for the transgressions these friends have made against Wakanda

TChalla shows Njadaka Eric Killmonger...historically his most implacable foe...that TChalla never lost to him, and always had him overmastered.

TChalla unveils his below the radar supersoldiers...the MKH...who have assisted him lo these many years, and whom the rest of the world miscalls THE BLACK MUSKETEERS.

TChalla shows how neither he nor Wakanda nor any of The Royal Family were remotely endangered by The Phoenix Force

The Queen Mother Ramonda shows why she is the most ruthless of The Royal Family as she dispatches her foes with finality

Shuri finishes dazzling the world during the last leg of her international P.R.I.D.E. tour

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CHAPTER 1: ONYO

 
LOCATION: ASTEROID A-549

 



 

The invaders quite literally appeared without warning of any sort. One instant, Asteroid A-549 was fully operational and performing flawlessly as it had been for months. The next splintered instant? The Asteroid was being torn asunder by a small army of invaders simultaneously hitting its most sensitive and most indispensable operational areas. The solar plasma enforced Fusion Forcefield was blasted into nothingness, allowing the unfiltered ultraviolet and cosmic energies of space to bombard the artificial asteroid through breaches in its synthetically crafted atmosphere. Despite their independent multitiered AI system, all defense bots remained frozen in their battle pods...somehow the enemy deactivated them all. Simultaneously. At the moment of attack. Such a feat? Was supposed to be impossible.

Human soldiers and transhumanoid cyborgs scrambled by the thousands to the defense of Asteroid A-549 and were ruthlessly, mercilessly mowed down. The enemy wasn't even slowed.

Reports flooded the sphere-like bridge of the Forward Pod.

"Engineering is lost,My Lady." to her left, under-Corporal Breel reports from deep within her techno-trance at her Interior Security station. "All personnel executed, the enemy is harvesting our technology."

"Off planet communication still down,My Lady" Kommunikationskommandant Heigler's crisp German accent pipes up from her right.

"All Transporter and Teleport Platforms are offline," under-Corporal Hirada...next to Heigler...chimed in.

"Navigation is compromised!" Navigation Chief Adaego...her voice nearly as flawlessly beautiful and chocolate as her skin... observed from her Navigation Unit.

 "Independently spin up IEP [ Internal Emergency Protocol ] 8 through 39 on my mark," she responds. Her voice showed no fear, no desperation. Confidence and a somehow clear thinking, furiously calculating wrath thrummed throughout her every word and action. Her underlings never doubted her...she made sure that any who did failed to survive...but her reactions here reinforced their blind faith in her. "Translate vital personnel to AIYDRA Battle and Off Planet Pods. Activate Environmental Swarm IEP 8 in 3...2...1...mark!"

under-Corporal Breel instantly follows her command...a surge of yellow and amber energy crackles through her station with such speed and power, she doesn't get a chance to scream. Her entire body springs up from her seat, leaping stiff into the air as if she suddenly decided to try the Olympic High Jump. A charring smell wafted from her flesh, every bit of hair on her body stood erect and crackled...

...then her entire body...flesh, blood, bones, ligaments, cartilage, veins, arteries, everything... burst into flaring, geysering sparks. Scattered. She was gone.

For a mind numbing, terrifying moment, the entire personnel of the Forward Pod was frozen in horror, shock and confusion...except her.

"Adeago!" she commanded, and Adeago leaped into under-Corporal Breel's seat. "What happened?"

"Running diagnostics...this is imPOSsible!" Navigation Chief...now under-Corporal of Interior Security...Adeago exclaimed.

"ADEAGO!"

"Yes, Lady Lethal!" Adeago responds, using My Lady's full title. "We are detecting decayed remnants of Chaotic Neutrons! But that's imPOSsible! That means that our enemies are using..."

"Shadow Physics," Lady Lethal finished for Adeago. They shared an intense, fierce, intimate moment of fury as each wracked their brains for any way to deal with this.

under-Corporal Breel growls: "Our technology is forged from AIM, HYDRA, Zemo, and Zola. Nobody...not even Doom...has superior technology than do we. And yet this technology is so far beyond our reach..."

"The Wakandans," Lady Lethal says. "It must be..."

The multiwave algorithm sealed, trillion times per second oscillating energy screen and blast door layered entries to the Forward Pod opened simultaneously.

"...the Wakandans, yes." A tall, beautiful woman dressed head to toe in white tech armor insanely more advanced than anything she's ever seen finished her sentence...and shot Kommunikationskommandant Heigler through the head before his hand could reach the butt of his blaster. At that signal, another fierce woman whom her mind recognized as ANEKA, teacher of Agayu Adepts of Wakanda, First Mistress of Okoye the leader of the Dora Milaje...and a bevy of deadly men in advanced battle armor [ Hatut Zeraze, her mind recognized them right away ] swarmed the Forward Pod. Hirada...an iaido expert...drew her katana with the incredible quickness of the five hundred years of samurai blood in her veins. This Aneka removed the wrist holding her sword and Hirada's head with a single, dismissive bladed staff strike. With similar flawless homicidal grace and ease, the Hatut Zeraze started mowed everyone else down...

...except Adeago. Adeago managed to chop one man on the throat so hard that he felt it through his battle armor, and wrested his deadly looking blaster rifle from him as he went down. Lady Lethal blasted two others with her personal firearm. Her plasma bolts could tear holes in tanks, bank vaults, and battleships...but these Wakandans swarmed on her, their armor dismissing her plasma fire without effort. Pressed back to back with Adeago, she knew that her time had come. But she wasn't going to die easily. Adeago...fierce, beloved Adeago...passed her the blaster rifle she wrested from the man she took down, and then Adeago drew her personal spear from its sacred sheath across her back. In addition to being a masterfully crafted traditional Igbo weapon, Adeago's spear was packed with all the deadly, terrible advanced tech that AIYDRA...the extremist splinter group combo of A.I.M. and HYDRA...packed their melee weapons with. This was going to get nasty. Lady Lethal smiled.

"I am Queen Mother Ramonda. You are Natela Dadiani, who now goes by the ridiculous code name of Lady Lethal. You are a distant member of the ruling Dadiani dynasty of the western Georgian province of Samegrelo. "

"We are REAL royalty, unlike you creatures!" Lady Lethal hissed.

"In addition to the many horrible crimes you have committed with AIYDRA...each of which alone--much less collectively--earned you the death penalty...your line of "royalty" committed any number of atrocities against the Afro-Abkhazians you enslaved in Georgia, who deserved none of the horrors you unleashed upon them. We have come in the name of Wakanda to exact justice for your having the temerity to even dream of coming to Wakanda, and we have come in the name of the Afro-Abkhazians whose spirits have spoken to us and urge us to avenge their ancient grievances against you."

Lady Lethal rushed the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda, unleashing a single expert shot from the Wakandan blaster rifle at the Queen Mother's head. The Queen Mother almost languidly moved her head away from the hot beam of light issuing from the barrel of the Wakandan blaster rifle, then simultaneously disarmed Lady Lethal of the blaster with her right hand and backhanded her with her left hand clear across the room. Lady Lethal...Natela...didn't know that she'd been catapulted across the room, because she blacked out the moment that the Queen Mother's backhand connected with pin point accuracy and cannonade force along the nerve under her chin.

Lady Lethal came to as Adeago...brandishing her traditional/high tech spear protectively against the Wakandans... was helping her to her feet. Lady Lethal traded blows with Crossbones during battle simulations. This Queen Mother didn't have Crossbones' sheer brute strength, but she hit with far more power and cunning than Crossbones ever did.

Lady Lethal exchanged glances with Adeago. Adeago nodded almost imperceptibly. It was time. Together in life and death, Adeago and Lady Lethal rushed the Wakandans with a single war cry emanating from both of their throats...

...a searing pain lanced through Lady Lethal's back and chest. She looked down in shock. A spear point protruded through the left upper quadrant of her chest.

Adeago's spear point.

Lady Lethal...Natela...looked back at her beloved Adeago with shock, fury, bewilderment, hatred. Adeago didn't even bother to look at Lady Lethal. Instead, her gaze was locked upon the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda.

"Ninakupa ruhusa ya kuongea," Queen Ramonda. "I give you permission to speak."

Then and only then did Adeago look into Natela's wrathful, dying, shocked and bewildered gaze. "I am Agayu Adept Adeago. Amandla. Wakanda Forever."

With this last shock of her lover's betrayal, Lady Lethal expired on the point of The Agayu Adept's spear.

Queen Mother Ramonda hadn't bothered to watch Natela's death, but instead turned away right after speaking to The Agayu Adept. The tall, muscular yet feminine and incredibly beautiful Queen Mother approached the single remaining camera which she allowed to operate and carry her message to he whom she wished to address. He whom she knew watched closely and with keen mind and interest every instant of what had just transpired. He who knew he was now in the greatest peril of perishing that he had ever faced.

And the Queen Mother spoke only one word to the camera: "Onyo."

On a completely different planet, he watched. As she knew he would. And he translated the word. As she knew he would. Onyo means..."Warning." Too late he regretted pairing with Hydra controlled Steve Rogers...the former and current Captain America...and invading Wakanda. Too late he regretted stomping his foot upon the back of the prostrate, proud Wakandan monarch known as T'Challa The Black Panther. Now he understood the gravity of his mistake. This Queen Mother and her brother the former Panther Syan the Swift were supposedly dead, murdered by Doom a decade ago during his so-called Doomwar. Her appearance here and now was beyond shocking, but very clearly and deliberately done in order to underscore to the enemies of Wakanda how little they knew of Wakanda and how impossible to defeat Wakanda is.

Too late, he knew that this proud T'Challa suffered the indignity of his transgression and faux prostration at Zemo's feet in order to set up this avenging counterstrike 2 years later.

Onyo. Warning. This Queen Mother Ramonda was announcing her intent to come for him. She was telling him there was nothing he could do. This Queen Mother..."Ramonda asiyekuwa mnyonge", "Ramonda Who Is Not Weak", "Ramonda The Ruthless"...was eager for his blood.

The alarms of his personal base more than an entire world away from Queen Mother Ramonda suddenly began to blare.

Lieutenant Kronz reported from his Security Station: "Baron Zemo, wir werden angegriffen! Sie haben unsere Verteidigung durchbrochen und sind fast auf uns! Baron Zemo, we are under attack! They have broken through our defenses and are almost on us!"

Before Baron Zemo could finish the breath he started when Queen Mother Ramonda said: "Onyo" to him, an entire platoon of Hatut Zeraze...led by Queen Mother Ramonda, seconded by the great and terrible Dora Milaje Aneka who taught the Dora Milaje Okoye and the Agayu Adepts...appeared in his control room. Literally de-cloaked in his control room. They had been there the ENTIRE TIME, he realized. He further realized that the invasion of Asteriod A-549 that he thought he was watching in real time? Was actually a brilliantly strategically delayed and supremely technologically doctored recording beamed as a live feed to his satellites, in order to ensure that the Wakandans arrived undetected in his command center.

There was no hope of survival. Aneka and The Hatut Zeraze absolutely massacred everyone in the room before they had any chance to hope to mount an offensive, except for him.

"You will be taken to Wakanda for trial and judgement," pronounced The Queen Mother.

Baron Zemo felt his Aryan blood boil and Aryan pride blaze. There was no way that he would permit himself to be paraded by this monkey in her nation of monkeys! He...Baron Zemo...had engaged the mighty Captain America in hand to hand battle many times. He had nothing to fear from this woman. He sprang at her with all the guile of battle at his command.

Queen Mother Ramonda struck him. Once. Dismissively. Condescendingly. Clearly with distaste, as if she detested the idea of sullying the back of her beautiful, white battle armored hand with his face.

He tumbled into darkness.


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I truly want to see this illustrated. That was great! The narration, the details, it is exactly what the BP solo needs right now to get back on track. Well done brother S.I

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Chapter 2. AMANDLA

LOCATION: KRAKOA












...the beautiful red head spun about, her hair briefly forming a brilliant vermillion halo about her stunning face. Her eyes...those stunning sinople stars which had long gained fame, admiration, jealousy, envy and lovers in the worldwide general populace and both the superhero and supercriminal societies...were clear and sharp, questing, gazing into the depths of her sumptuous chambers. Cannily scanning her surroundings. She'd seen and done and been things most creatures in this portion of the universe couldn't imagine, so this? Wasn't new to her.

"I can call a literal army to my quarters, and you would be rent asunder." She spoke calmy. Quietly.  To the silent corners of her very spacious living quarters. "Or. You can show yourself."

For several heartbeats, nothing whatsoever changed in her quarters. Her superhumanly powerful mind tasted the exact same life and energy vibrations from her plants, her furnishings, the atoms of the air, the interlacing swaying dart of connecting, parting, and reweaving molecules that had been the norm within her quarters moments, hours, days and weeks prior.

Emerging stark naked from Jean's bathing quarters...which alone was the size of most peoples' homes...came one of the most beautiful, sleekly muscled Afrikan women she has ever seen. Wreathed in steam, water beads glistening on her perfect flesh and gleaming like sun diamonds in her long dreadlocked tresses, the young woman favored the taller red haired woman with a side long glance. For long moments the two utterly lovely women stood thus, evaluating each other.







And then the ravishing red haired elder woman said: "Shuri?"

And the jaw droppingly gorgeous ebon skinned younger woman replied: "Jean." Her lovely Afrikan accent adorning her every word with the melody of humanity's Motherland.

The two women embraced.

"A robe?" Jean asked.

"Our Afrikan culture...and especially my Wakandan culture...does not have the discomfort regarding our bodies that the cultures and countries that you grew up in have had drummed into the very foundations of their civilization," Shuri replied with a complete lack of self consciousness and a wisdom far beyond her tender years. "But yes, if it would make you and your family more comfortable..."

Jean...with a flicker of her staggering mental power...drew a skein of light swirling around Shuri that solidified into a flawless emerald and white bath robe so beautiful that it put most wedding dresses to shame, and yet was casual enough to wear about like jeans.

Shuri wrapped herself in the robe. "Thank you," she trilled with that Wakandan accent of hers.

"Tea?" Jean asked. Shuri nodded. And again Jean's mental powers seemed to spin up masterfully crafted Old European ivory tea cups, tea pitcher, fruits, juicy vegetables and grapes from the very air. The women took their repaste on a large, ornate table which seemed to be woven of dominantly deep green beautifully rendered wood with a symbol of Krakoa as fiery red as Jean's hair emblazoned into its center...but this same table and same emblem took on different colors from whatever angle the seated or standing observer or observers took.

The women began to dine upon the food at the table.

Shuri...even before she became Queen...was not as patient as T'Challa, and was not inclined to be as oblique in method or approach as T'Challa. She most decidedly was not one to take overlong to address matters on her mind. As soon as she finished her portion of her meal...as Royal protocol required...she said in her sweet Wakandan accent:

"Jean. How did The Shadow King know where Wakanda proper was?"

Jean Grey. The former Phoenix. Simply looked at Shuri without surprise or fear.

"You think I sent this Shadow King to Wakanda," Jean...similarly disinclined to beat around the proverbial bush...surmised.

"I think you helped The Shadow King acquire information as to the whereabouts of Wakanda proper." Shuri replied from the depths of her bath robe.

"Why?" Jean Grey queried.

"Jean," Shuri repeated. "How did The Shadow King know where Wakanda proper was?"

"You said:'Was'. As in: Wakanda is no longer at that location."

"Of course."

"Sooo...you moved an entire landlocked Kingdom to another location. " Jean stated.

"Yes," Shuri confirmed.

"Impressive," Jean said.

"High praise from someone who housed The Phoenix Force."

"And you STILL think that I sent The Shadow King to Wakanda. Why would I have done that?"

"I do not think that you sent The Shadow King to Wakanda...why haven't you called your friends?"

"You are the royal younger sister of my sister Ororo whom I have loved for longer than you have been alive, Shuri. Ororo loves you; which means that I love you, too. And Ororo? Was Queen of Wakanda at the time you reference. I have NO REASON to send The Shadow King there, even if somehow I could do such a thing rather than extinguish or at least capture and imprison such a creature."

"Jean," Shuri spoke quietly. "I didn't say you sent The Shadow King to Wakanda proper. I asked  you: 'How did The Shadow King know where Wakanda proper was'?"

"Shuri. I hear you. Now. Please. Listen to reason. We have no reason to fall to hostilities. And I have no reason to send..."

"You are stalling for time..." Shuri calmly interrupted.

"...Shuri. Younger sister. I don't know exactly how The Shadow King knew where Wakanda proper was. I don't even know where Wakanda proper was..."

"Why are you telekinetically sealing this room...Elder Sister?"

"Shuri, I am sealing this room in order to prevent hostilities, and to prevent others from hearing your wild accusations against me and coming to this chamber in my defense."

"Perhaps there is another reason that you don't want your friends to hear me saying what I am saying to you," Shuri suggested.

"What possible reason could you have to genuinely question me on such a matter, and what fantastical reason would I possibly have to even remotely consider such an action with The Shadow King?

No. I am telekinetically sealing off my chambers for precisely the reasons that I outline. As you know quite thoroughly? My room is surrounded by chambers wherein reside many of the leaders of Krakoa. These men and women are the most highly trained, extremely experienced collection of warriors on this planet blessed with an abundance of mutant superhuman powers, including superhuman hearing. If one of them heard you now, this conversation between sisters regarding an error could escalate into...unpleasantness. I simply want to prevent one of those tiresome supercape brawls that seem to spin out of the most paper thin misunderstandings that could be easily resolved by a simple, mature talk. We as women are not inclined to the testosterone fueled tirades of the men in our lives. We most clearly are able to see and understand that we don't need violence in situations like ours right now, but reason..."

"Then reason shall prevail. Return with me. Willingly. To Wakanda. And face our Tribunal. Bring Cypher with you as your legal representative. He would be utterly outstanding in that capacity."

"Shuri, I cannot leave my duties in Krakoa. Something you well know, being a monarch yourself..."

"Jean. How did The Shadow King..?:

" I already told you. Listen closely, my sister. We are being manipulated by some outside source or force. Perhaps Doom. Namor. Perhaps Moses Magnum. I don't know who right now, but you must understand me and please believe me: I don't know where Wakanda proper is. Therefore I cannot share information that I don't have. "

Jean reflected on this matter a moment. Then she continued:

"HOW could I have known where Wakanda proper is, Shuri? Do you not have great faith in the incredible effort, resources and protections that you have invested in keeping such knowledge from leaking? You have done a spectacularly good job, and you know it! Only a Wakandan...and a highly placed Wakandan at that...would have the requisite knowledge to lead any of we Outworlders to Wakanda; and to my knowledge, virtually every Wakandan is hyper-patriotic about their homeland. They consider the rest of the outside world to be a hovel by comparison, and by and large refuse to live outside of their own personal Shangri-La of Wakanda; therefore they would never ever betray their country..."

"Jean didn't know where Wakanda proper was. But you do...Madelyne. With your powers as The Red Queen, you seduced one of our brilliant, loyal Priests. Rather than turn on Wakanda, he killed himself."

"WHAT are you TALKING about, Shuri? Ororo told me that the Wakandans were particularly fiercely xenophobic and some are given to the most unblinkingly suspicious, immeasurably grand conspiracy theories but THIS claptrap you are braying about now..""

"You made three grave mistakes in your operation and contemplate a fourth, " Shuri smoothly continued, as if Jean hadn't spoken a word. "Our Priests are potent spiritualists and sorcerers, and this particular Priest of Wakanda...Wakenhotep...was no different. His defenses...even in death...were formidable. Even with your dangerously potent magicks as The Red Queen, you weren't sure that you could breach Wakenhotep's defenses. That's why you called in The Shadow King, and together? You two were victorious. You had The Shadow King infest our Priest's brain and animate his body. You and The Shadow King achieved the difficult feat of breaching the defenses of Wakenhotep's dying brain, and plundered his brain for whatever information you could find on Wakanda...including inside knowledge regarding the construction of some of our many cures for all ailments of the human and organic conditions...and our location. You could not have been so lost to reason as to think that it would escape our notice that many of the miracle cures you have offered the world in exchange for their acknowledgement of Krakoa are brilliant genetic manipulations of cures that we Wakandans have possessed for long millennia? And...though I wasn't there...I am absolutely certain that my sister Ororo would have both warned against this particular path AND accurately predicted the Wakandan response to such unapproved variants upon our cures spread to the world. Which means...you here in Krakoa have already prepared for the possibility of war with Wakanda. Such a war? Would thrill you, as you care not for the whole of mutantkind nor Wakanda. You care solely for you, Scott and Logan.

You didn't originate the notion of warring with Wakanda. Your Quiet Council did. You're under the illusion that you would be victorious in such combat with Wakanda. Atlantis thought she would vanquish us. Thanos thought so, as well. For more than a million years, would be conquerors thought they would be the ones to vanquish Wakanda. For more than a million years later, proud Wakanda remains unconquered, and these would be conquerors? Are all vanquished. Such a war? A Krakoa-Wakanda War? Would result in Krakoa being utterly routed and defeated. Such a war? Would be your fourth grave mistake.

Your first grave mistake? Was having the temerity to conceive of designs upon Wakanda in the first place. Your second grave mistake? Was murdering our Priest Wakenhotep, who was friends with my mother, my brother and myself. Wakenhotep The Wise, River Tribe Elder, who taught the massively brilliant rebel philosopher and scholar, Changamire.



WAKENHOTEP THE WISE, RIVER TRIBE ELDER



CHANGAMIRE



CHANGAMIRE


You thought that you could take advantage of him without our knowledge. You had no way of knowing that all of our Priests share a knowledge born of a spiritual group collective, so if one falls...all know. Immediately."

"Ororo..." Jean began, her sinople eyes narrowing into sizzling slits.

"Yes, Ororo knew. But she was constrained by her oath as former Queen of Wakanda to not reveal this particular piece of knowledge. She shouldn't have to do so, and wouldn't have to do so...if you were true and not false of purpose. I wasn't there, but I know my sister. She would have insisted. Unendingly. Against such an action. Which means?

You and the Quiet Council took this action without her knowledge. Behind her back." Shuri slowly shook her head disapprovingly. "Dirty family politics? I thought you mutants proposed to be above such, here in Krakoa. On the other hand, Magneto styled the mutants of Krakoa as the new gods for we humans. Given his history, and the histories of religions and religious wars on this planet? Such a statement isn't dire or threatening at all." It was impossible to miss the sarcasm in Shuri's tone.

" To return to Wakenhotep," Shuri resumed her story. "We Black Panthers? Are High Priests within a particular spiritual group collective. We knew of your every move. Who do you think allowed you to contact our Priest, and authorized our Priest's dealings with you in the first place?  You were undone the moment you contacted our Brother Priest, and this encounter we are having now was guaranteed the moment you assaulted him.

For a brief moment, you were able to shield your exact whereabouts from us. We were hot upon your trail, but not yet upon you. That's when you got overconfident, and overreached. Your third grave mistake was when you had The Shadow King...wearing the guise and flesh of our Priest Wakenhotep, like a malignant mental plague wearing the form of a truly beautiful mind ...returned to Wakanda. While there, this vile creature framed my friend Gentle for the death of our loved and esteemed Priest whom YOU murdered. For which you will pay. With your life. Madelyne."

Suddenly Shuri's robe clamped over her head and windpipe with near Colossus level strength. " I could use my power to instantly snap your neck, or tear your entrails asunder, or permanently rip the air from your lungs..." Madelyne hissed. "But this death? Is slower. Far more horrific. For more terrifying. Far more satisfying..."

PsiKaTech particles exploded from Shuri's robe smothered form, golden and strobing like the dawning morn...utterly neutralizing the telekinetic web Madelyn entrapped Shuri within. The robe ripped to shreds as Shuri emerged from it, dressed in dazzling blue and gold Wakandan hypertech body armor. Shuri feinted cannily leftrightleft, then level changed combined a PsiKaTech blast with an acrobatic, truly cunning, ankle height double leg blast takedown. The PsiKaTech blast...Madelyn discovered to her horror...instantly bereft her of all psionic and magic powers, leaving her with only her physical skills, experience and tactical acumen to face this Ancient Future, this Deadliest of the Species known as Shuri. Madelyn was more than formidable in hand to hand, executing a series of adroit grappling and professional striking to dislodge Shuri. But Shuri was having none of it. Using Maji Mbinu...Water Technique...from Njia Uhuru Kipura, Shuri flowed like an implacable tsunami all over Madelyn, achieving the dreaded Mkao Oya...Posture of Oya...atop Madelyn, then raining down vicious blows upon her prostrate foe. Madelyn's teeth flew out of her mouth and her jaw, orbital bone, and nose shattered under the rapid fire concussive blows of Shuri's fists, head butts, palm strikes and elbows.

"This is not your death, Madelyn...rather your humiliation. And your humiliation? Will not be as satisfying to me as kicking your ass is about to be! This...is for Wakenhotep!" Shuri proclaimed.

Madelyn saw Shuri's fist. Then Madelyn saw nothing but darkness.
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Re: BLACK PANTHER IN "EXPLANATIONS" BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
« Reply #10 on: May 25, 2020, 06:58:38 am »
Good stuff, very descriptive.
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Re: BLACK PANTHER IN "EXPLANATIONS" BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
« Reply #11 on: May 27, 2020, 09:43:55 am »
Good stuff, very descriptive.

 Thank you very much! I really appreciate that. Did anything or any parti n particular stand out to you more than other parts?

I truly want to see this illustrated. That was great! The narration, the details, it is exactly what the BP solo needs right now to get back on track. Well done brother S.I

Praise from the ever discerning eye of Ezio is high praise indeed! I appreciate the sentiment and would LOVE to write the BP solo! Lol! Of course I'm nowhere near the "NAME" they need to put BP on the public radar track to big sales numbers...but I, you, and most of the HEFfas here would write a helluva BP story!

Especially if we combine what we think are the best ideas here on HEF and then add our own unique twist to it...

Nice plot twist


I'm definitely trying to keep them guessing, brutha CKW!! Keep tuned for lots more of that...I think you'll really like what the KMH does in their chapter.

How did you get it to fit more than 2000 characters. I tried to post my story, but was limited by size?


Ya know my brutha...Idk that I surpassed the 2000 character limit! Lol. I have no real idea how I did that, if I actually did it. Maybe each picture resets the 2k word limit?
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Re: BLACK PANTHER IN "EXPLANATIONS" BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
« Reply #12 on: May 27, 2020, 09:55:18 am »
Chapter 1: BOOK ONE: RETALIATION AND BANISHMENT
Summary:
Queen Mother Ramonda defends the honor of Wakanda and strikes back at a Wakandan enemy...

...while Ruling Queen Shuri retaliates against friends for the transgressions these friends have made against Wakanda

TChalla shows Njadaka Eric Killmonger...historically his most implacable foe...that TChalla never lost to him, and always had him overmastered.

TChalla unveils his below the radar supersoldiers...the MKH...who have assisted him lo these many years, and whom the rest of the world miscalls THE BLACK MUSKETEERS.

TChalla shows how neither he nor Wakanda nor any of The Royal Family were remotely endangered by The Phoenix Force

The Queen Mother Ramonda shows why she is the most ruthless of The Royal Family as she dispatches her foes with finality

Shuri finishes dazzling the world during the last leg of her international P.R.I.D.E. tour

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BLACK PANTHER FANFIC: "EXPLANATIONS"

 

 

 

 


CHAPTER 1: ONYO

 
LOCATION: ASTEROID A-549

 



 

The invaders quite literally appeared without warning of any sort. One instant, Asteroid A-549 was fully operational and performing flawlessly as it had been for months. The next splintered instant? The Asteroid was being torn asunder by a small army of invaders simultaneously hitting its most sensitive and most indispensable operational areas. The solar plasma enforced Fusion Forcefield was blasted into nothingness, allowing the unfiltered ultraviolet and cosmic energies of space to bombard the artificial asteroid through breaches in its synthetically crafted atmosphere. Despite their independent multitiered AI system, all defense bots remained frozen in their battle pods...somehow the enemy deactivated them all. Simultaneously. At the moment of attack. Such a feat? Was supposed to be impossible.

Human soldiers and transhumanoid cyborgs scrambled by the thousands to the defense of Asteroid A-549 and were ruthlessly, mercilessly mowed down. The enemy wasn't even slowed.

Reports flooded the sphere-like bridge of the Forward Pod.

"Engineering is lost,My Lady." to her left, under-Corporal Breel reports from deep within her techno-trance at her Interior Security station. "All personnel executed, the enemy is harvesting our technology."

"Off planet communication still down,My Lady" Kommunikationskommandant Heigler's crisp German accent pipes up from her right.

"All Transporter and Teleport Platforms are offline," under-Corporal Hirada...next to Heigler...chimed in.

"Navigation is compromised!" Navigation Chief Adaego...her voice nearly as flawlessly beautiful and chocolate as her skin... observed from her Navigation Unit.

 "Independently spin up IEP [ Internal Emergency Protocol ] 8 through 39 on my mark," she responds. Her voice showed no fear, no desperation. Confidence and a somehow clear thinking, furiously calculating wrath thrummed throughout her every word and action. Her underlings never doubted her...she made sure that any who did failed to survive...but her reactions here reinforced their blind faith in her. "Translate vital personnel to AIYDRA Battle and Off Planet Pods. Activate Environmental Swarm IEP 8 in 3...2...1...mark!"

under-Corporal Breel instantly follows her command...a surge of yellow and amber energy crackles through her station with such speed and power, she doesn't get a chance to scream. Her entire body springs up from her seat, leaping stiff into the air as if she suddenly decided to try the Olympic High Jump. A charring smell wafted from her flesh, every bit of hair on her body stood erect and crackled...

...then her entire body...flesh, blood, bones, ligaments, cartilage, veins, arteries, everything... burst into flaring, geysering sparks. Scattered. She was gone.

For a mind numbing, terrifying moment, the entire personnel of the Forward Pod was frozen in horror, shock and confusion...except her.

"Adeago!" she commanded, and Adeago leaped into under-Corporal Breel's seat. "What happened?"

"Running diagnostics...this is imPOSsible!" Navigation Chief...now under-Corporal of Interior Security...Adeago exclaimed.

"ADEAGO!"

"Yes, Lady Lethal!" Adeago responds, using My Lady's full title. "We are detecting decayed remnants of Chaotic Neutrons! But that's imPOSsible! That means that our enemies are using..."

"Shadow Physics," Lady Lethal finished for Adeago. They shared an intense, fierce, intimate moment of fury as each wracked their brains for any way to deal with this.

under-Corporal Breel growls: "Our technology is forged from AIM, HYDRA, Zemo, and Zola. Nobody...not even Doom...has superior technology than do we. And yet this technology is so far beyond our reach..."

"The Wakandans," Lady Lethal says. "It must be..."

The multiwave algorithm sealed, trillion times per second oscillating energy screen and blast door layered entries to the Forward Pod opened simultaneously.

"...the Wakandans, yes." A tall, beautiful woman dressed head to toe in white tech armor insanely more advanced than anything she's ever seen finished her sentence...and shot Kommunikationskommandant Heigler through the head before his hand could reach the butt of his blaster. At that signal, another fierce woman whom her mind recognized as ANEKA, teacher of Agayu Adepts of Wakanda, First Mistress of Okoye the leader of the Dora Milaje...and a bevy of deadly men in advanced battle armor [ Hatut Zeraze, her mind recognized them right away ] swarmed the Forward Pod. Hirada...an iaido expert...drew her katana with the incredible quickness of the five hundred years of samurai blood in her veins. This Aneka removed the wrist holding her sword and Hirada's head with a single, dismissive bladed staff strike. With similar flawless homicidal grace and ease, the Hatut Zeraze started mowed everyone else down...

...except Adeago. Adeago managed to chop one man on the throat so hard that he felt it through his battle armor, and wrested his deadly looking blaster rifle from him as he went down. Lady Lethal blasted two others with her personal firearm. Her plasma bolts could tear holes in tanks, bank vaults, and battleships...but these Wakandans swarmed on her, their armor dismissing her plasma fire without effort. Pressed back to back with Adeago, she knew that her time had come. But she wasn't going to die easily. Adeago...fierce, beloved Adeago...passed her the blaster rifle she wrested from the man she took down, and then Adeago drew her personal spear from its sacred sheath across her back. In addition to being a masterfully crafted traditional Igbo weapon, Adeago's spear was packed with all the deadly, terrible advanced tech that AIYDRA...the extremist splinter group combo of A.I.M. and HYDRA...packed their melee weapons with. This was going to get nasty. Lady Lethal smiled.

"I am Queen Mother Ramonda. You are Natela Dadiani, who now goes by the ridiculous code name of Lady Lethal. You are a distant member of the ruling Dadiani dynasty of the western Georgian province of Samegrelo. "

"We are REAL royalty, unlike you creatures!" Lady Lethal hissed.

"In addition to the many horrible crimes you have committed with AIYDRA...each of which alone--much less collectively--earned you the death penalty...your line of "royalty" committed any number of atrocities against the Afro-Abkhazians you enslaved in Georgia, who deserved none of the horrors you unleashed upon them. We have come in the name of Wakanda to exact justice for your having the temerity to even dream of coming to Wakanda, and we have come in the name of the Afro-Abkhazians whose spirits have spoken to us and urge us to avenge their ancient grievances against you."

Lady Lethal rushed the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda, unleashing a single expert shot from the Wakandan blaster rifle at the Queen Mother's head. The Queen Mother almost languidly moved her head away from the hot beam of light issuing from the barrel of the Wakandan blaster rifle, then simultaneously disarmed Lady Lethal of the blaster with her right hand and backhanded her with her left hand clear across the room. Lady Lethal...Natela...didn't know that she'd been catapulted across the room, because she blacked out the moment that the Queen Mother's backhand connected with pin point accuracy and cannonade force along the nerve under her chin.

Lady Lethal came to as Adeago...brandishing her traditional/high tech spear protectively against the Wakandans... was helping her to her feet. Lady Lethal traded blows with Crossbones during battle simulations. This Queen Mother didn't have Crossbones' sheer brute strength, but she hit with far more power and cunning than Crossbones ever did.

Lady Lethal exchanged glances with Adeago. Adeago nodded almost imperceptibly. It was time. Together in life and death, Adeago and Lady Lethal rushed the Wakandans with a single war cry emanating from both of their throats...

...a searing pain lanced through Lady Lethal's back and chest. She looked down in shock. A spear point protruded through the left upper quadrant of her chest.

Adeago's spear point.

Lady Lethal...Natela...looked back at her beloved Adeago with shock, fury, bewilderment, hatred. Adeago didn't even bother to look at Lady Lethal. Instead, her gaze was locked upon the tall, regal Queen Mother Ramonda.

"Ninakupa ruhusa ya kuongea," Queen Ramonda. "I give you permission to speak."

Then and only then did Adeago look into Natela's wrathful, dying, shocked and bewildered gaze. "I am Agayu Adept Adeago. Amandla. Wakanda Forever."

With this last shock of her lover's betrayal, Lady Lethal expired on the point of The Agayu Adept's spear.

Queen Mother Ramonda hadn't bothered to watch Natela's death, but instead turned away right after speaking to The Agayu Adept. The tall, muscular yet feminine and incredibly beautiful Queen Mother approached the single remaining camera which she allowed to operate and carry her message to he whom she wished to address. He whom she knew watched closely and with keen mind and interest every instant of what had just transpired. He who knew he was now in the greatest peril of perishing that he had ever faced.

And the Queen Mother spoke only one word to the camera: "Onyo."

On a completely different planet, he watched. As she knew he would. And he translated the word. As she knew he would. Onyo means..."Warning." Too late he regretted pairing with Hydra controlled Steve Rogers...the former and current Captain America...and invading Wakanda. Too late he regretted stomping his foot upon the back of the prostrate, proud Wakandan monarch known as T'Challa The Black Panther. Now he understood the gravity of his mistake. This Queen Mother and her brother the former Panther Syan the Swift were supposedly dead, murdered by Doom a decade ago during his so-called Doomwar. Her appearance here and now was beyond shocking, but very clearly and deliberately done in order to underscore to the enemies of Wakanda how little they knew of Wakanda and how impossible to defeat Wakanda is.

Too late, he knew that this proud T'Challa suffered the indignity of his transgression and faux prostration at Zemo's feet in order to set up this avenging counterstrike 2 years later.

Onyo. Warning. This Queen Mother Ramonda was announcing her intent to come for him. She was telling him there was nothing he could do. This Queen Mother..."Ramonda asiyekuwa mnyonge", "Ramonda Who Is Not Weak", "Ramonda The Ruthless"...was eager for his blood.

The alarms of his personal base more than an entire world away from Queen Mother Ramonda suddenly began to blare.

Lieutenant Kronz reported from his Security Station: "Baron Zemo, wir werden angegriffen! Sie haben unsere Verteidigung durchbrochen und sind fast auf uns! Baron Zemo, we are under attack! They have broken through our defenses and are almost on us!"

Before Baron Zemo could finish the breath he started when Queen Mother Ramonda said: "Onyo" to him, an entire platoon of Hatut Zeraze...led by Queen Mother Ramonda, seconded by the great and terrible Dora Milaje Aneka who taught the Dora Milaje Okoye and the Agayu Adepts...appeared in his control room. Literally de-cloaked in his control room. They had been there the ENTIRE TIME, he realized. He further realized that the invasion of Asteriod A-549 that he thought he was watching in real time? Was actually a brilliantly strategically delayed and supremely technologically doctored recording beamed as a live feed to his satellites, in order to ensure that the Wakandans arrived undetected in his command center.

There was no hope of survival. Aneka and The Hatut Zeraze absolutely massacred everyone in the room before they had any chance to hope to mount an offensive, except for him.

"You will be taken to Wakanda for trial and judgement," pronounced The Queen Mother.

Baron Zemo felt his Aryan blood boil and Aryan pride blaze. There was no way that he would permit himself to be paraded by this monkey in her nation of monkeys! He...Baron Zemo...had engaged the mighty Captain America in hand to hand battle many times. He had nothing to fear from this woman. He sprang at her with all the guile of battle at his command.

Queen Mother Ramonda struck him. Once. Dismissively. Condescendingly. Clearly with distaste, as if she detested the idea of sullying the back of her beautiful, white battle armored hand with his face.

He tumbled into darkness.


FIIIIINALLY!!! SI HAS COME BACK TO BP FAN FICTION.  With you every Wakandan is warrior ready and it good to read such. Nice tech talk and very good on the Afrakanizing and centering. Well done SI and I see this is just the start. We are in for a ride.


The great genius and OG our Brutha Ture! Habari za asubuhi, ndugu! As soon as I read this potent post from you, my brutha, I felt a surge of adrenaline. I think that, given the chance with BP? We will do the comic book equivalent of what Coogler et al did with MCU BP. Straight from PUBLIC ENEMY..."BRUTHAS GONNA WORK IT OUT":

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« Reply #14 on: May 29, 2020, 04:37:19 pm »
CHAPTER 3: BANISHMENT

LOCATION: WAKANDA

 



His last memory was of constant, unmitigated triumphs culminating with the exhilarating, deeply satisfying sight of his most hated foe—-his absolute nemesis—-laying prostrate at his feet. So regaining consciousness to discover that he is immobilized in some strange chamber was justifiably off putting and alarming. But he was neither disoriented or alarmed. He’d gone through worse—like his literal death—several times in his life.

He was encapsulated within an opaque, rhombus shaped energy matrix that clung to his skin and immobilized him. Darkly gleaming hues interspersed with dazzling flashes of light akin to starfire flickered across and through the matrix, tantalizing his flesh with electric caresses, making the hairs all over his body stand at attention. His black skin and powerful, striated musculature gleam in bold relief with each roiling flow of power, each changing palette of color. From his position at the heart of the matrix? It was like he was staring through a lens crafted of dark, multichromatic sea diamonds as a miniature sun embraced him.

He recognized it instantly. This energy matrix is a Quantum Inhibitor Field. He used such a device in the past. The irony of being being incarcerated within the very device he’d planned to torment others with did not escape him. His captor could be giving him a dose of his own medicine.

Glittering beams of moderately colored light lanced from the ceiling, walls and floor—-contrasting with the chirascuro of the Quantum Inhibitor Field—-connecting to his vitals and waste organs. They monitored and provided life nourishing purity to the former, while servicing the latter. This is how he awakened to discover he was not covered in the indignity of his own bodily wastes. An impressive 6D information display floated at head height some dozen meters away, relaying with perfect coordination and synchronicity the major news, weather, and financial information of the world as reported by international news agencies. This is how he learned of World War Hulk, AVX, Namor flooding Wakanda, the breakup of Storm and TChalla, and all the relevant events leading up to this very day.

Okay. Hypertech restraints and medical attention from someone or some ones who knew that he wields superhuman strength. Check. The world has really gone through it since he was last a major player on the world stage. Check.

That means he is alive because he is needed by someone. Or someones. A person or persons likely inimical to him. And the information he’s being provided via 6D communication arrays are a means to manipulate him, whether the information he’s receiving is true or not. The idea is to provide information that would nudge his thinking along lines that suit his captor or captors. Check.

Composing and regulating his breath and mind, he entered a state of autohypnosis; allowing his senses to gather as much information about his confinement as they could while his mind worked feverishly to turn this situation to his advantage.

Clearly the rest of the world made no overt move against Wakanda, post Doomwar. Clearly Wakanda still has the internal financial integrity to rebuff offers of international aid and finance. Over the long centuries, NonWakandans have learned bitter, bloody lessons about the folly of aggressing upon Wakanda. If Wakanda’s success at being the only nation on Earth to unmask and slay The Skrulls without Reed Richards’ technology wasn’t sufficient enough lesson, then T’Challa’s off-handed nuetering of DOOM in front of an international audience of billions—while DOOM was transformed by Mystic Vibranium into the mightiest force on Earth, easily overrunning teams of heroes that previously shoved humiliating defeats down his throat—certainly drove that point home. However, were they to know of an agent like himself which not only was sympathetic to their needs but wholly able to overthrow T’Challa? Then they very well might change their minds. It is impossible for them to NOT be nosing around Wakanda—at a safe distance—and if he knows Nick Fury? Captain America, Tony Starks and Reed Richards have already been called onto the carpet to provide testimony and options. In fact? These international powers may be responsible for his current predicament.

He’s not sure if that’s a good thing or not. Klaw and—

—his enemy was here. Not within sight, but he could sense his enemy. His enemy was arrogantly, deliberately LETTING him sense him. Deliberately LETTING his cloak of secrecy slip. Because his enemy knew exactly what he was doing, and in fact not only expected such of him…he was inviting it.

And he spoke to his enemy, his voice a seething ,sibilant, baritone hiss of scorching hate.

“T’Challa.”

And T’Challa’s deep, measured, eternally unflappable, infinitely educated, unfailingly confident, implacably calm voice replied:

“Njadaka. I trust you are as comfortable within your Quantum Inhibitor constraints as you ensured that Photon was when you forced her to reside in your Quantum Inhibitor at your fortress headquarters." So, Njadaka's hypothesis was correct...his incarceration within this Quantum Inhibitor Field was a premeditated choice by his captor to give him a taste of his own medicine, so to speak. TChalla continued: "I would have words with you.”

And Njadaka knew that he was engaged in a battle for his life. For did not T’Challa follow all of the honorable Wakandan formula of ritualistic combat by making sure that Njadaka was at the peak of his powers prior to engaging him? Mentally…he’d supplied Njadaka with information that none of his other enemies had, in deference to the station that Njadaka once held in Wakanda…as Wakandan law dictates. Physically? While Njadaka was comatose, all of his bodily functions were automatically taken care of by the brilliant technology he was strapped to and none of Njadaka’s genetically enhanced strength and speed had been siphoned from him. If anything? Njadaka was in a condition superior to what he’d been in the last time that he battled T’Challa hand to hand. Njadaka’s own sense of self confirmed this fact beyond any doubt.

And Njadaka’s heart and mind thrilled with savage joy even within the hyperfocused state of autohypnosis he’d entered, as he knew he would best T’Challa in this battle. He never failed to best T’Challa before, and he would best T’Challa now. Again.

“You are a coward, T’Challa. You violate the Code of Honorable Combat. You blaspheme MY station…you blaspheme MY office as the TRUE Black Panther. You skulk in the shadows behind me, too craven to stand before me face to face and meet me in open combat like a true scion of Wakanda would! No doubt you have some superweapon trained upon me right now, as you know that you would lose your life—-AGAIN—-were we to enter battle on even terms. You know that you are not my equal in either mind or body.”

T’Challa—-completely unperturbed—-continues on as if Njadaka had not spoken.

“Njadaka. There are terms to your continued existence which are not subject to your approval. This information is given to you in return for the services that you have rendered for Wakanda and her King.”

“‘Services that you have rendered for Wakanda and her King’?! You…lunatic! Never have I been your vassal or your lackey. Never have I served your will! I am your most implacable enemy, T’Challa. I am your true and most terrible nemesis. I am the one opponent that has always defeated you. Your life has always been mine to end as I please. Ever since our first meeting at Warrior’s Falls and I heaved you to your near death to the waters below after beating you within an inch of your life, then repeating the beating the second and third times that we met in battle. You are worse than deluded if you think that I…Njadaka Killmonger…have ever bent my knee to you or served your will! In fact? I would have slain you yet again had Photon not swooped in and saved you. The so-called mighty TChalla was laid prostrate and helpless at me feet, with imminent death being delivered upon you via my hand. You had to resort to the cowardly expedient of having a superhuman WOMAN intercede in our honorable combat in order to defeat me and save you. A mere WOMAN fought your battle for you. Else you would have been battered unto death by my hand. AGAIN.”

T’Challa counters: “Do you not see the illogic of slandering the gender of a woman and implying that the fact that she is a woman makes her permanently beneath you in one breath…yet acknowledging this same woman interceded in our battle and defeated you in the next? Of course you don’t.

 



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