My consciousness returned to me and I had the most terrible hangover of my life.
While holding my head, I sat up and looked around the room.
It was some sort of futuristic lab and I noticed that there was a problem.
My sight was still blurry… Well shit, but something like that was foreseeable.
Looking down at myself, I saw that I was wearing something like a black tunic with black pants and some shoes.
Panically I lifted the tunic to see if someone had stolen my kidneys or something like that. However, everything was fine, which meant that I was in Wakanda and not in an organ trafficking lab.
"What are you doing?"
I looked up, only to see Shuri standing there and she looked very confused.
"Nothing. I just checked something. It seems that I need to thank you for keeping me safe. My name is David, by the way."
She shrugs and says, "You can call me Shuri and I didn't do anything.
You need to thank my brother when he comes back. But till then, don't touch anything and sit still."
"Roger!" I say and immediately start looking around, which makes Shuri roll her eyes at me.
Walking to some big windows, I could see that we were in something like an underground mine.
It looks as futuristic as in the movies.
When I wanted to ask Shuri about some stuff, I stepped on my tunic and nearly fell to the ground, but I could stop myself before kissing the ground.
Looking right and left, I could see Shuri still working on something, so my cool walking style was not seen by her.
Then I used what I learned from Mystique and changed my clothes to a black sweatshirt and some cargo pants.
This time it only cost me chakra to transform them, but not to maintain them in this form.
As far as I can tell, I cannot alter the fabric of the clothes in this way and must work with the shapes that the cloth naturally can take.
That means I can't make a stone out of a T-shirt, but I can turn a sweatshirt into a T-shirt. However, only if there is enough material to work with.
In order for me to create something from scratch or change the material, I have to spend chakra again and nourish it continuously or it will disappear.
If I have time, I will check all limits of these powers.
Shuri turned around to see me in brand-new clothes and was confused again.
"Where did you get the clothes from? And where are the old ones? They were really high quality, you know?"
When I shrug my shoulders and switch the clothes back to normal, her eyes turn wild and a dangerous light appears in them.
She ran to me and started to ask me about it, while examining my clothes.
"Is this some nanotechnology? How can you do it on some random clothes and where is the gadget that controls it?"
Random clothes. I thought they were high quality...
"It's something that I learned not long ago.
If you let me play with some stuff here, I can show you how I do it. Deal?"
"No, you can't play with the things here, but if you tell me how you do it, I'll show you how to heal your eyes," she says and a hologram of me appears in her palm, highlighting my eyes.
"Okay, deal. You first."
She nods happily and makes a throwing motion with her hand toward a wall.
This made a giant hologram of me appear there, while a lot of particles were floating around me.
"You see, your body has some strange dense energy around you and it seems that it can move on its own and heal you, which also happened when you slept.
But at the same time, a high amount of it in one location also damages your body.
The best example is your eyes. I could see from the scan that they were damaged by it."
"And can you help me with that?"
"Yes!" she says joyfully and pulls out some glasses and gives them to me.
"Your solution is to give me some glasses?"
"Yes, that's the most effective way to go."
Disappointed, I put them on and they started to emit a soft glow from inside, which relaxed my eyes and I felt my sight getting better every second.
Suddenly she starts to laugh like a madwoman, while slapping her knee.
"Hah! Did you really think, I would give you some random glasses?
We are here in Wakanda. Bad eyesight was healed three hundred years ago."
Didn't your father wear glasses in the movies...?
After laughing her heart out, she became serious again.
"But we can't do miracles.
This amount of damage should be no problem for me to fix, but if you go on like you did before, there will be no help and you will eventually go blind."
And now wear the glasses for a few days and everything should be fine."
I wanted to face palm myself, but I didn't. Even when she make fun of me, she still had a point.
"Why do you help me?" I asked her out of curiosity.
"Because you saved my stupid brother," she says and holds out her hand.
"Hmm?"
She places her hand even closer to me.
"Give me the gadget that changes your clothes."
Ah that's right there was something.
"Oh. It's not a gadget. It's something this dense energy does.
If you have something to record the process, I'm sure that you can replicate it somehow."
She nods and activates something in her palm again.
Afterward, I transformed my clothes nearly a hundred times from slow to fast and so on until she was satisfied.
I convinced myself that it was only for training... yes, only for training, even when it felt like she was torturing me.
That's enough. I'll be able to create some new cool stuff now!" said Shuri as she sprinted towards a futuristic workbench.
Sighing heavily, I sat down to catch my breath.
Women like her are hard to deal with.
After a few minutes, I saw T'Challa walking in.
He smiled at me and said, "Ah, you are awake. That's great and nice glasses you have there.
Let me introduce myself. I am T'Challa, the prince of Wakanda.
I smile back and stand up from the ground. "Yes, thank you for having me here. My name is David Blake.
It was actually your sister who gave me these glasses and said they were the latest trend."
I heard her laughing in the background as I said this.
He just nods and laughs a bit too.
"Please follow me. I'm sure that you want to see your friends." said T'Challa and made a hand sign to follow him.
Doing so I used the opportunity to ask him some questions.
"Can you tell me what happened after I blacked out?"
"When you lost consciousness and the American battleship came near, I called my jet and brought you and your friends on board and then to Wakanda, so that all of you could recover."
I nod at this and thank him again.
"What about the prison?"
"Nearly all the prisoners and wardens died as the prison sank to the ground.
Only a few escaped. Sadly my target, too.
He got captured by the Americans before I could get him in time."
"Do you know if the Avengers are after us?"
"The superheroes of the American government?
No, they pursued the men we saw on the tenth floor and another inmate, who escaped with them.
Apparently, the Avengers believe that these people are responsible for the destruction of the prison." said T'Challa as he shrugged his shoulders.
They kinda are, even when Mystique was the real culprit.
It seems like there will still be something like a war between them here... but for different reasons.
After some small talk, we stopped at the door.
"Your friends are inside. I will send someone later, who will bring you to my father.
He wants to talk to you, too."
"Alright, tell him it will be my pleasure to meet him."
He nods at me and then begins to walk away while the Dora Milaje follow behind him.
Walking inside, I could see Pietro and Wanda.
While Pietro was lying in a bed reading some comics, Wanda sat in a chair looking through a futuristic smartphone. This phone projected everything she watched into the air.
After looking closer, I realized it was not a comic but a manga with a boy wearing a straw hat on the cover...
How the hell did the people in Wakanda buy the mangas?
I didn't see any stores selling them when I was in Europe. Did they open a manga shop somewhere here?
"Hahahaha." Wanda started laughing all of a sudden.
On the projection, I could see that she was watching a video of me stepping on my tunic and nearly falling on the ground...
What the hell, Shuri?
RetMod
Hi guys and welcome to the new chapter.
RIP Chadwick Boseman. I liked him as Black Panther :(
Whenever I read the lines, I always hear their dialect in my head.
Is that the same for you guys?
Stay tuned for the next chapter ;)
My consciousness returned to me and I had the most terrible hangover of my life.
While holding my head, I sat up and looked around the room.
It was some sort of futuristic lab and I noticed that there was a problem.
My sight was still blurry… Well shit, but something like that was foreseeable.
Looking down at myself, I saw that I was wearing something like a black tunic with black pants and some shoes.
Panically I lifted the tunic to see if someone had stolen my kidneys or something like that. However, everything was fine, which meant that I was in Wakanda and not in an organ trafficking lab.
"What are you doing?"
I looked up, only to see Shuri standing there and she looked very confused.
"Nothing. I just checked something. It seems that I need to thank you for keeping me safe. My name is David, by the way."
She shrugs and says, "You can call me Shuri and I didn't do anything.
You need to thank my brother when he comes back. But till then, don't touch anything and sit still."
"Roger!" I say and immediately start looking around, which makes Shuri roll her eyes at me.
Walking to some big windows, I could see that we were in something like an underground mine.
It looks as futuristic as in the movies.
When I wanted to ask Shuri about some stuff, I stepped on my tunic and nearly fell to the ground, but I could stop myself before kissing the ground.
Looking right and left, I could see Shuri still working on something, so my cool walking style was not seen by her.
Then I used what I learned from Mystique and changed my clothes to a black sweatshirt and some cargo pants.
This time it only cost me chakra to transform them, but not to maintain them in this form.
As far as I can tell, I cannot alter the fabric of the clothes in this way and must work with the shapes that the cloth naturally can take.
That means I can't make a stone out of a T-shirt, but I can turn a sweatshirt into a T-shirt. However, only if there is enough material to work with.
In order for me to create something from scratch or change the material, I have to spend chakra again and nourish it continuously or it will disappear.
If I have time, I will check all limits of these powers.
Shuri turned around to see me in brand-new clothes and was confused again.
"Where did you get the clothes from? And where are the old ones? They were really high quality, you know?"
When I shrug my shoulders and switch the clothes back to normal, her eyes turn wild and a dangerous light appears in them.
She ran to me and started to ask me about it, while examining my clothes.
"Is this some nanotechnology? How can you do it on some random clothes and where is the gadget that controls it?"
Random clothes. I thought they were high quality...
"It's something that I learned not long ago.
If you let me play with some stuff here, I can show you how I do it. Deal?"
"No, you can't play with the things here, but if you tell me how you do it, I'll show you how to heal your eyes," she says and a hologram of me appears in her palm, highlighting my eyes.
"Okay, deal. You first."
She nods happily and makes a throwing motion with her hand toward a wall.
This made a giant hologram of me appear there, while a lot of particles were floating around me.
"You see, your body has some strange dense energy around you and it seems that it can move on its own and heal you, which also happened when you slept.
But at the same time, a high amount of it in one location also damages your body.
The best example is your eyes. I could see from the scan that they were damaged by it."
"And can you help me with that?"
"Yes!" she says joyfully and pulls out some glasses and gives them to me.
"Your solution is to give me some glasses?"
"Yes, that's the most effective way to go."
Disappointed, I put them on and they started to emit a soft glow from inside, which relaxed my eyes and I felt my sight getting better every second.
Suddenly she starts to laugh like a madwoman, while slapping her knee.
"Hah! Did you really think, I would give you some random glasses?
We are here in Wakanda. Bad eyesight was healed three hundred years ago."
Didn't your father wear glasses in the movies...?
After laughing her heart out, she became serious again.
"But we can't do miracles.
This amount of damage should be no problem for me to fix, but if you go on like you did before, there will be no help and you will eventually go blind."
And now wear the glasses for a few days and everything should be fine."
I wanted to face palm myself, but I didn't. Even when she make fun of me, she still had a point.
"Why do you help me?" I asked her out of curiosity.
"Because you saved my stupid brother," she says and holds out her hand.
"Hmm?"
She places her hand even closer to me.
"Give me the gadget that changes your clothes."
Ah that's right there was something.
"Oh. It's not a gadget. It's something this dense energy does.
If you have something to record the process, I'm sure that you can replicate it somehow."
She nods and activates something in her palm again.
Afterward, I transformed my clothes nearly a hundred times from slow to fast and so on until she was satisfied.
I convinced myself that it was only for training... yes, only for training, even when it felt like she was torturing me.
That's enough. I'll be able to create some new cool stuff now!" said Shuri as she sprinted towards a futuristic workbench.
Sighing heavily, I sat down to catch my breath.
Women like her are hard to deal with.
After a few minutes, I saw T'Challa walking in.
He smiled at me and said, "Ah, you are awake. That's great and nice glasses you have there.
Let me introduce myself. I am T'Challa, the prince of Wakanda.
I smile back and stand up from the ground. "Yes, thank you for having me here. My name is David Blake.
It was actually your sister who gave me these glasses and said they were the latest trend."
I heard her laughing in the background as I said this.
He just nods and laughs a bit too.
"Please follow me. I'm sure that you want to see your friends." said T'Challa and made a hand sign to follow him.
Doing so I used the opportunity to ask him some questions.
"Can you tell me what happened after I blacked out?"
"When you lost consciousness and the American battleship came near, I called my jet and brought you and your friends on board and then to Wakanda, so that all of you could recover."
I nod at this and thank him again.
"What about the prison?"
"Nearly all the prisoners and wardens died as the prison sank to the ground.
Only a few escaped. Sadly my target, too.
He got captured by the Americans before I could get him in time."
"Do you know if the Avengers are after us?"
"The superheroes of the American government?
No, they pursued the men we saw on the tenth floor and another inmate, who escaped with them.
Apparently, the Avengers believe that these people are responsible for the destruction of the prison." said T'Challa as he shrugged his shoulders.
They kinda are, even when Mystique was the real culprit.
It seems like there will still be something like a war between them here... but for different reasons.
After some small talk, we stopped at the door.
"Your friends are inside. I will send someone later, who will bring you to my father.
He wants to talk to you, too."
"Alright, tell him it will be my pleasure to meet him."
He nods at me and then begins to walk away while the Dora Milaje follow behind him.
Walking inside, I could see Pietro and Wanda.
While Pietro was lying in a bed reading some comics, Wanda sat in a chair looking through a futuristic smartphone. This phone projected everything she watched into the air.
After looking closer, I realized it was not a comic but a manga with a boy wearing a straw hat on the cover...
How the hell did the people in Wakanda buy the mangas?
I didn't see any stores selling them when I was in Europe. Did they open a manga shop somewhere here?
"Hahahaha." Wanda started laughing all of a sudden.
On the projection, I could see that she was watching a video of me stepping on my tunic and nearly falling on the ground...
What the hell, Shuri?
RetMod
Hi guys and welcome to the new chapter.
RIP Chadwick Boseman. I liked him as Black Panther :(
Whenever I read the lines, I always hear their dialect in my head.
Is that the same for you guys?
Stay tuned for the next chapter ;)
