It has been a week since Erik has reigned as the King of Wakanda. Ever since that day he threw T'Challa off the cliff, killing him, Wakanda was left with a dark cloud over its land and its people, especially Shuri and Ramonda, who were now forced to live in the Jabari Village.
Nakia, W'kabi, and Okoye along with the Dora Milaje were all in the Palace lounge waiting around to receive the orders from their new King. It was so quiet in the room, you could hear a pin drop.
"I'm the King now!" Erik shouted as he entered the room, wearing T'Challa's black robe and slippers. He walked to his throne and spun around with a smirk on his face, "How y'all like my new garb?"
No one said anything, just stood there with angry and somber looks on their faces "Tough crowd", he quipped.
"Look, whatever I say, goes! You all are gonna play by my rules, and do what I say, and whoever don't agree, can join T'Challa!" he shouted, giving the group a threatening look. Everyone knew what that mean, be killed….
"First things first, W'Kabi, I want you to be my partner, but at the same time be my servant, you know, sorta like how Semmi was to Prince Akeem in "Coming to America". That being said, go fix a brotha something to drink, feeling kinda thirsty."
"Yes, your Highness", W'Kabi walked out in a hurry to do as he was told. Okoye looked from the corner of her eye; all she could do was shake her head. It was sickening to see how W'Kabi was so weak and blindly loyal to this man he barely even know.
Erik continued on, "Since we on some "Coming to America" shit, I want you Okoye and the Dora Milaje to be my personal bathers, so cut all that guard shit out; I only want men guarding me. You all will bathe me, feed me, and please me if I say so!"
Okoye objected, "Excuse me, are you out of your mind!? That will not be happening! Doras, don't listen to this nonsense, as long as I'm the General, it will be business as usual."
Erik walked up to Okoye and got right in her face, "What did I just say, I'm the boss now! So you and the Doras better be at my Royal Tub at 9 PM sharp to give me my bath, and make sure to come naked!", he laughed. "Anything for Wakanda, right? Yeah, that's what I thought." He mocked her, as he walked back to this throne.
Okoye couldn't say anything, she kept her cool and tried to stay strong for her girls, but she was burning inside, tears welling up in her eyes. All the women of the Dora Milaje were hurt, comforting each other. They felt like they had no more power.
"Last, but certainly not least", he turned his attention to Nakia, "Every King needs a Queen." He glared at Nakia with a wicked grin on his face, and lust in his eyes. "Nakia, Nakia, my Queen, come to me."
Nakia didn't move, she had a terrified look of fear on her face.
"Bitch, get over here!" It was then that Nakia slowly walked over to him with her head down, not making any eye contact. Erik tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at him.
"Damn, you are beautiful." he said, rubbing her face. "I see why my cousin was tripping over you, that pussy must be A1!"
Nakia tried to shove him away, but he had grabbed her arm tightly. "Where you think you're going? I'm not gonna hurt you baby, might hurt those walls though. You're my lady now."
"I will never be your Queen, you are not half the man T'Challa was!" Nakia shouted, her voice cracking from emotions.
Erik grabbed his crotch, "Oh you wanna bet? You'll find out later", he laughed.
Okoye looked on in disgust, "I've had enough! You will respect her, and all of us! I am not scared of you, You are not fit to be a King!" She tapped her spear on the floor two times, signaling for the Doras to line up. "Ladies, let's go!"
"Remember, nine o' clock in my bathroom, naked, don't make me come find you!" He laughed again, it seemed like everything was a joke to him.
As soon as the Doras walked out, W'Kabi returned with a glass of red wine in his hand for Erik, "Here your Highness."
Erik took a sip of it, and then spat it out, "Y'all don't have no liquor up in here? I'm from Oakland, I need some Hennessey or something."
"No Your Highness, there's no brown liquor in Wakanda."
"Man, stop all that highness shit, just call me Kill or Erik" Then he poured the wine on the floor, and drop the glass, making it shatter everywhere, "Clean this shit up!"
Erik then got up from his throne, grabbed Nakia by the arm once again, "Come on Queen, let's go to the Royal Suite and get to know each other a little better, if you know what I mean", giving her a wink, as he pulled her with him towards the exit.
"Let go of me", Nakia kicked and screamed. "W'Kabi help me!" she pleaded.
W'kabi did not move, he just stared in disbelief and disgust with tears in his eyes. He wanted to help, but he knew he couldn't. He just turned around, and bent down to wipe up the wine and glass off the floor, listening to Nakia's cries from a distance.
It was at that moment he knew he made a mistake by letting this monster enter into the land of Wakanda...