Another new story coming your way guys, this one is an Ultimate Spider-Man story that I have been wanting to do for a while now ever since I saw the Black Panther trailer. I was going to wait till it came out but no I refuse to wait. Here we go guys I give you: ULTIMATE COAL TIGER.
Chapter 1: Chosen of Bast
In the kingdom of Wakanda the sound of drums could be heard, the chanting of the dancers. The people outside the palace of the royal couple were waiting for the news. Eventually T'Challa king of Wakanda appeared on the balcony with a crying babe in his arms, he then raised the baby up in the air, for the gathered people to see there prince.
"My people I give you, Prince Bashenga of Wakanda." T'Challa announced, the people broke out in applause and celebrated the birth of the prince. T'Challa brought the baby back inside to his mother Queen Ororo, she was worn out from giving birth to her son. Her face was matted with sweat, her snow white hair disheveled, even her powers went out of control for a while it's a good thing the city is durable.
"I heard the people love there new prince, how is he beloved?" Ororo asked T'Challa, the king gave Bashenga to his mother, Ororo took her son in her arms and smiled down at him. Bashenga smiled back up to her reaching for her, showing off his slit amber eyes.
"I guess it's easy to see whose powers he got." Ororo said to her husband, T'Challa smiled as he looked down at his son's face seeing his eyes.
But then something happened electricity came off his hands that he was waving in the air, noticing the sparkling lights on his hands he was about to put his fingers in his mouth, but was stopped by his mother.
"No, my son that is dangerous, I don't want you hurting yourself." Ororo said as she gently pulled her son's hand away from his mouth, Bashenga just stared up at her but didn't attempt to do it again.
T'Challa chuckled at how protective his wife was of there son, he was surprised that he is already showing signs that he took aspects of both his parents powers. He couldn't wait to see how his son developed.
The celebrating Wakandans celebrated into the night, even a little early in the morning but eventually everyone quieted down for the night. All was quiet in Wakanda even the royal palace was quiet, no one stirred except for the crown prince, the reason why he was awake is because he wasn't alone. Staring down at him was a woman but the only thing out of place was her head it was shaped like a feline, she wore a beautiful embroidered robe, made of silk and cold embroidery around her neck was a beaded necklace with the head of a panther.
She started purring at the baby, who only giggled and clapped his hands not scared of the entity staring at him. Bashenga reached his hands up at the strange woman, the woman picked him up and started rocking him and nuzzling the baby.
Bashenga touched her face and started rubbing her snout and giggled again. The woman didn't mind the petting finding the child adorable.
"Well aren't you an adorable and brave little cub, I am surprised you're not afraid of me." The woman said, the baby only responded by babbling and giggling. The woman giggled in response, she bought her nose to his face and nuzzled him again.
The woman put the baby back in his crib, tears started to show up in his eyes and he reached out to the entity. She came back over to the baby and picked him up again, she started to rock him and nuzzle him to relax the baby.
She then undid the front of her robes baring her breast to the baby. She brought his face to her breast and he started to suckle her breast. She just rubbed his head as he drank and purred all the while eventually he stopped drinking, Bashenga then yawned adorably and closed his eyes the woman placed him back in his crib.
"I have gifted you with a portion of my power little cub, something that I have never given your family before. You may not be my child physically but you are in spirit. Live well my little cub and know that I will watch over you always." Said the woman, she then undid the necklace around her neck and placed it in the crib with Bashenga. She then disappeared, leaving the prince warm, content, and safe.
The next morning greeted the King and Queen, both woke up refreshed and energized. T'Challa turned to his wife and kissed her good morning.
"Good morning my love." T'Challa said to his queen, Ororo smiled at him and gave him a peck on the lips.
"Morning beloved." Ororo said to her king, she then straddled his lap and gave him a passionate kiss. T'Challa ran his hands up her thighs and gave them a squeeze getting a moan for his efforts. Ororo started to grind on T'Challa's lap, until she felt something poke her entrance. She broke the kiss and gave T'Challa a smoldering look, just as she was reaching up remover her night gown Bashenga started to cry.
"Your son is awake." Ororo said with a laugh as she got up and put a robe on. T'Challa sighed part of him wished they would continue but the practical side of him didn't want to give Bashenga a sibling to soon.
"At this time of morning he is your son." T'Challa said as he stared at his queen, Ororo rolled her eyes and walked out the door to get their son. T'Challa got out of bed and put his robe on before heading for the bathroom to wipe his face and make hisself presentable, as he wiped his face he heard a scream.
"T'CHALLA!" Ororo screamed out, T'Challa ran out of the bathroom and headed straight for the nursery the Dora Milaje Okoye and Nareema were already standing in the nursery already on alert. T'Challa entered the nursery and gasped, not because there was an enemy but because of the change his son went through.
Appearance wise he still looked like a happy bouncing baby boy but the changes were there. Bashenga's eyes glowed a bright amber color making the slits more pronounced, his canines grew into fangs and strange markings were on the front of his chest. T'Challa just stared at his son not knowing how to react.
"T'Challa what happened to our son, he didn't look like this last night?' Ororo asked her husband demanding an explanation, T'Challa couldn't give a proper answer.
"Maybe the abilities he inherited from us evolved. I will have our doctors examine him." T'Challa said as he stood next to his wife staring at his son. Bashenga only giggled at his parents and kicked his legs.
"T'Challa I have to call Charles, his input would be valuable." Ororo said to her husband, T'Challa nodded his head. The Dora Milaje entered the room examining the room for anything out of place until Okoye looked in the crib and noticed the necklace.
"Your highness, I found this in his crib." Okoye said to her king, T'Challa took the necklace and examined it knowing he didn't leave it there.
"Okoye, Nareema take this to the priest and have them examine it." T'Challa said to his guards they nodded and took the necklace. Storm and T'Challa took the baby to the doctor to find out what happened to there son.
"There doesn't seem to be anything negatively wrong with him, he does have the X-Gene and traces of the herb in him but also something else. I found traces of breast milk in him, your highness did you feed the young prince at all early this morning?" The physician asked Ororo.
"No, only last night when he was born and again right before we went to bed." Ororo said to the physician. T'Challa was wondering if the servants seen anyone enter his sons room. The priest then walked in the necklace in hand.
"Your highness sorry for the interruption but I have something important to share with you." The priest said gaining everyone's attention except Bashenga who was sucking his fingers. The priest then informed the king and queen that the necklace found was from Bast the panther goddess. He found traces of her energy in the necklace and even sensed traces of her in Bashenga.
"So, you're telling us that Bast came to our son early this morning and breast fed him and left the necklace. But what I want to know is why, why is she interested in my son?" Ororo asked worried that Bast might try to take her son.
"Last night when the prince was born was also the night when Bast first became pregnant, my only guess is that she came to Wakanda and felt a maternal connection to the prince. Which would explain the necklace and breast milk." The Priest said, Ororo felt like Bast was trying to replace her as Bashenga's mother.
"She is not his mother I am, I carried him for nine months, I am the one that brought him into the world." Ororo said her eyes turning white as storm clouds gathered outside, T'Challa immediately went to his wife's side and calmed her down.
"She doesn't mean to replace you love, you are still his mother and nothing can change that. I guess you can call her his literal godmother." T'Challa said to his queen, Ororo calmed down and the clouds dispersed.
"I didn't mean to offend you your highness, but the facts remain Bast has chosen the prince and blessed him and probably the royal family. This is a momentous occasion." The Priest said excited that the goddess has blessed the young prince. He gave the necklace to the king and he examined it. Now that he focused on it the necklace was not from the mortal plane, it gave off an otherworldly aura.
"Well at least we know his life will be interesting." Ororo said as she stared at her son, T'Challa chuckled at his wife.
"Of that my queen, there is no dought." T'Challa said, as he walked over to Bashenga and put it around his neck, the necklace shrunk to accommodate to his size.
"There is no dought." T'Challa thought in his head.
16 years later
In the dense forest surrounding the kingdom was T'Challa king of Wakanda, he just walked through the jungle enjoying the peace and quiet it provided with the occasional noise from a passing bird, even a panther or two walked by. But they didn't bother the king, they already knew his connection to them.
As T'Challa approached a watering hole he didn't notice a pair of amber eyes staring down at him from above, the figure gave a fanged smirk seeing that his pray had let his guard down. The figure pounced at the king, but T'Challa already aware of the figures presence jumped out of the way.
The figure wore a black loincloth, with black gloves and lowcut boots. He also wore a mask that covered his entire face. The figure crouched and threw a punch, T'Challa countered by blocking and kicking the attacker. The attacker blocked the blow and threw his own kick. T'Challa smacked the kick out of the way and punched his attacker. The punched stunned his opponent but he reoriented his self to continue the attack, the figure threw a quick punch that T'Challa couldn't counter so he took the blow and the punch was followed by a kick.
The kick connected to the kings' stomach doubling him over. The figure then swept T'Challa's legs out from underneath him, as T'Challa was immobilized on the ground the figure pounced. Just as the figure landed T'Challa grabbed his arms and kicked him over his body, the figure landed on his back knocking the wind out of him and T'Challa straddled the figures stomach his two vibranium daggers at his throat. T'Challa stared into his attackers' eyes and laughed, he took the daggers from his throat and pulled the figure up from the ground.
"Better luck next time Bashenga, but you almost had me." T'Challa said to his now revealed son, Bashenga removed the mask from his face showing a young teenage. Bashenga looked exactly like his father when he was young, his body was muscled from the years of training he went through, learning how to control his panther abilities from his father and learning how to manipulate electricity from his mother, when they weren't busy with ruling Wakanda. The combat instructors always said that Bashenga was a combat prodigy but he didn't let it go to his head an arrogant mind was unbecoming of a prince.
"But still father I wasn't able to beat you, in a real fight I would be dead." Bashenga said to his father, T'Challa just chuckled and put his arm around his son.
"I have been at this longer than you my son, you will get to the level just be patient my son." T'Challa said as he led his son back to the palace. As the duo came up to the palace they heard the little pitter patter of feet and a white blur ran into Bashenga's legs.
Bashenga looked down and saw a little girl with white hair, just like him her eyes were also brown and slit. She looked up at him and raised her arms up at Bashenga. The girl was Ayesha, Bashenga's little sister she was born two years ago. She looked just like there mother and Bashenga knew that when she got older she would be beautiful just like there mother and Bashenga would have to lay down the law making sure that not just anyone can be with her.
"Shenga up, up." Ayesha said as she reached for her brother, Bashenga picked her up and put her on his shoulders her favorite place to be. Unlike other children Ayesha's first words weren't mamma or dadda, Shenga was her first word. The king and queen found that adorable and ever since that day when he wasn't busy he always looked out for her.
"I see you found her, she ran off as soon as Okoye and Nareema weren't paying attention." Ororo said walking around the corner followed by Okoye and Nareema.
"Forgive us your highness, she managed to get away from us." The two Dora Milaje bowed there heads, T'Challa just laughed.
"It's all right, she always has a way of finding Bashenga." T'Challa said as he looked at his two children, Ayesha was amusing herself by pinching Bashenga's nose.
"Shenga boop." Ayesha said with a giggle and pinched his nose again, Bashenga just chuckled at his sister. He walked up to his mother and she kissed his cheek and took Ayesha from his shoulders.
"Are you ready my son?" Ororo asked him, Bashenga nodded his head knowing what his mother was talking about. T'Challa and Ororo both wanted Bashenga to go and study abroad like T'Challa did and Ororo asked Charles to see if he can get him into Midtown High. Everything was arranged and Bashenga was scheduled to leave later that day.
"Yes, mother I have everything I need, I am ready to leave." Bashenga said to his family, the king and queen nodded and Bashenga left to change. He returned with a suitcase and changed into a casual black t shirt and tan pants, on his feet were white and black sneakers, and his necklace from Bast was around his neck.
The royal family walked to the jet that would take Bashenga to New York. Bashenga hugged his family and was about to board the jet but his father pulled him to the side.
"I added a few extra items to your luggage, if your anything like your mother or me you will need this." T'Challa said as he gave his son a wink, Bashenga nodded knowing what he was talking about.
"I understand father." Bashenga said to T'Challa.
"Ok it's time for you to go, be safe my son and stay vigilant." T'Challa said to his son, Bashenga nodded and walked to his sister and mother. He gave them a hug and kiss and walked up to the jet.
Bashenga took his seat and the jet took off on its way to New York City.
I know it's short but this all I can come up with at the moment. The next chapter will have start his first day at midtown and his first battle with the Frightful Four mostly Klaw though. See you guys next time.