You fluttered your eyes open as a woman looked down at you with worried eyes. She was small, with a petite face and long black hair, tied millions of small plats.
You realized the destruction you had caused. Pouting in despair, you got up. The woman shuffled around as her head cracked towards you.
"Hey, Miss, feeling any better?" She asked softly. You nodded as the emerald green glow of the panther necklace spread through out in the Wakandan hospital.
The woman umed and ahhed as she clicked in the air like she knew exactly what was going on.
"I'm Shuri, Princess of Wakanda, and the sister of King T'Challa." She announced proudly. Your eyes slightly widened as you nodded again.
"Not much of a talker, are you?" She grinned. "Oh, dont worry, no one was hurt and only a hole fell out of a building, no harm done!" She said through rummaging around in a chest of drawers.
You were relieved. Thank God no one was hurt, that would be another scar pierced on your body. Now you have to explain this to your friend, T'Challa. Who happened to be the king for God Sakes.
Shuri patched you up with a small plaster on the top of your eyebrow and three on your legs. Then, you were excused out of there.
You found Natasha tapping on the screen of her phone. Small dollops of water dripping from her face. Even she had a cut above her eye.
She heard you come through the door. Her face turned elated and so happy you weren't dead. She pulled you into her warm embrace as you apologized for the crime.
Now it was time for T'Challa.

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The Elemental || A T'Challa x Reader [COMPLETE]
FanfictionI dont own T'Challa, Wakanda or anything to do with Black Panther or Avengers. ***Does contain ideas and scenes from Black Panther, sorry. But not exact and some twists to the plot.*** Highest rank: #273 fanfiction [Cover made by me] This Story is...