1 year after Civil War post credit scene
A helicopter landed on the roof of the headquarters belonging to the ruler of Wakanda, T'Challa. A muscled woman with a large black army pack on her back, exited the chopper with her head low. She pulled out a top loader and hooked it on her right shoulder, she withdrew one more bag, a medium sized duffel. Ducking low to avoid the still turning blades of the helicopter, she jogged off the helipad.
The woman was dresses in black fatigues tucking into army standard combat boots. Her dark auburn hair tied back into a french braid nearly reached the small of her back. She was tall for a woman standing at 5 foot 10 inches, well built from years of grueling training.
The guard that met her on the stairs to the helipad followed behind her. He had an uneasy aura coming from him. It might have been because she carried an air about her that was terrifying and unnerving to even the hardest men. She was a hurricane or a tsunami. A force to be reckoned with that no man could survive.
They reached a door near the centre of the compound, the guard knocked on the door. T'Challa opened the door and locked eyes with the woman behind the guard. He nodded to the guard and he began walking back down the corridor.
"I didn't think you'd come." T'Challa smiled.
"I'll always come when you need me."
"Come in, there's someone you need to meet." He opened the door wider and the woman stepped in, placing her bags down against the wall.
A tall blonde man stood up from the sofa, "Miss Kat, this is Steven Rogers."
She smiled at the man, "We've met before."
He shook her hand, "I think I'd remember such a… face."
She smirked at him, "Rockaway Beach. James blew 3 bucks trying to win me a stuffed bear, and then you spent all the train money on hot dogs."