Morgan flew overhead in the cloud sky; gentle rain fell on her armor as she headed for Wakanda. Her thoughts were whirling. The trip to Wakanda was a couple thousand miles, perfect for a test flight. Though Jericho had fought with her that a couple thousand-mile journey did not qualify as a test flight, Morgan had won out in the end.
"We are nearing Wakanda, I am detecting a defense grid."
Morgan nodded,
"Is there a control tower or a communications center?"
Jericho's scanners beeped,
"A control tower for incoming aircraft."
"Place a call."
T'Challa stood on the balcony of his castle, his looked out over Wakanda. The land had flourished in recent years, ever since becoming known to the world T'Challa was afraid that their land would end in war or famine, but now many years later and outsiders still rarely came to Wakanda, the recent bouts of rain had many the soil fertile.
"Father?"
T'Challa turned as Azari walked toward him,
"Yes my son?"
Azari came to stand next to him, as the two gazed out over Wakanda.
"Mother sent me to find you, dinner will be served shortly."
T'Challa noded, about to turn and walk with Azari to the dining hall when a glimmer caught his eye in the distance. T'Challa lean slightly over the balcony staring into the distance.
"What is it father?"
T'Challa pointed to the sky, a small black dot moved across it, coming closer.
"It can't be."
T'Challa whispered.
"Tell your mother I will late."
With that T'Challa's Black Panther suit appeared on his body, his clawed necklace releasing it. He jumped over the balcony and headed for the airport that had been built to welcome visitors.
Morgan slowed her approach as Wakanda came into view. She was in awe of its beauty as she slowly descended onto the tarmac.
"We have hostiles incoming."
Jericho spoke, Morgan looked around her as five women dressed in tribal uniform surrounded her, spears aimed at her. Morgan's hear beat increased,
"I am not a threat, I have come to see the Black Panther."
Morgan was startled as a voice came from behind the women,
"He is here, state your business."
Morgan deactivated her face plate,
"King T'Challa."
Morgan knelt,
"I am Morgan, Morgan Stark."
T'Challa nodded,
"Tony Starks daughter. Rise and follow me."
Morgan stood up, keeping a watchful eye on the women who followed her.
T'Challa glanced over his shoulder, he had not seen Morgan since the funeral for Tony. After the death of Iron Man, the team had dwindled. T'Challa went back to his kingdom, his mind was taken off the troubles of the world by dealing with his own people. The only ones who had remained at the Avengers complex were Bucky, Rhodes, and Sam. T'Challa walked in silence, why was she here?
"May I ask why you have come?"
Morgan looked up,
"I recently gained access to my fathers files and found reference to a Vision, and that his consciousness might be here…or at least some of it."
T'Challa stopped dead in his track turning around to face her,
"You wish to rebuild Vision?"
Morgan nodded,
T'Challa shook his head,
"I am afraid I cannot give you what you seek."
Morgans heart sank,
"Why?"
T'Challa looked up to the sky,
"Since your father defeated Thanos we have lived in a long period of peace, not other world dares to threaten ours. Vision was built by Ultron, a tool to defeat the Avengers though they intervened and were able to use him against Ultron instead."
Morgan nodded,
"Cap told me the story."
T'Challa turned to her,
"Why would you want to rebuild him, he perished years ago. We have no need for him."
Morgan was shocked at T'Challas words,
"You never know when this period of peace will end, shouldn't we be prepared. Besides just because we aren't at war with another planet, doesn't mean we are at war internally."
T'Challa waved his hand,
"My decision is final. You are welcome to stay the night and rest."
T'Challa was followed back to his home by the women, leaving Morgan to stand in defeat.
"Sorry Morgan, you've come so far."
Morgan growled,
"You're right I have come to far to give up."
Morgan turned, she had no idea where to start but she had to find it. She started walking when a "psst" caught her attention.
"Over here."
Morgan walked over behind a building,
"yes?"
The woman smiled,
"I am Shuri, T'Challas siter."
Morgan smiled,
"Cap told me about you too."
Shuri smiled as she reached her hands up around her neck unhooking a necklace,
"I have been waiting for years for this opportunity."
She placed the necklace with the claw like pendant in Morgan's armored hand. Morgan looked at the claw and then back at Shuri, her face twisted in confusion.
Shuri laughed,
"It is what you seek."
Morgans eyes widen as she stared at the pendant. Shuri reach over closing Morgans hand over it.
"This must never be told. My brother must never know of this."
Morgan nodded,
"Why are you helping me?"
Shuri looked to the sky,
"For the past couple of years I have sensed a darkness, each year it grows stronger. But this year I feel its presence most. I do not know what it is or where is comes from, but we must be ready."
Morgan felt a tingle run up her spine,
"Shouldn't your brother know?"
Shuri shook her head,
"My brother wouldn't not believe me, he lives in denial of evil since the defeat of Thanos."
Morgan clutched the necklace.
"I can't thank you enough."
Shuri smiled,
"Thank me by living the legacy left behind for you."
Shuri lead Morgan to a spare bedroom.
"Get some rest, breakfast is served at 7, if you are awake by then."
Shuri smirked closing the door the massive room. Morgan unlocked the armor, leaving it to stand in the corner as she walked around the room.
"Wow this place is amazing."
"Indeed, it would seem that most of this structure is made of Vibranium."
Jericho had taken control of the armor as he scanned the room. Morgan flopped down on the giant king-sized bed; the silk comforter nearly swallowed her as she sank into them. It had been days since her last good sleep. Morgan reached up to the pendant she had place around her neck, she clutched it in her hand as she quickly fell into sleep, as Jericho stood watch over her.
The next morning Shuri sat with T'Challa,
"Morgan did not come down for breakfast."
Shuri laughed,
"As tired as that girl looked she wont be down for dinner either."
T'Challa smiled,
"I worry, she is so much like her father, I only hope she does not make his same mistakes."
Shuri shook her head, placing a hand on his shoulder as she stood to leave,
"Have faith in her, she is wiser than you think."
Morgan jolted awake, she sat up in the bed. Jericho was still standing over her, the armor at the right side of her bed.
"Jericho how long have I been asleep?"
"14 hours."
Morgan rubbed her eyes,
"14 hours! She looked out the window it was dark, she looked at the clock.
"20:00 hours."
She murmured throwing herself back into the bed,
"might as well sleep till morning then leave."
Jericho nodded the armor,
"I am going to power down as well, my energy reserves are low."
Morgan didn't hear him as she had already fallen back to sleep. The armors lights when black as Jericho shut down the system. A gentle breeze blew through the windows, Morgan cuddle more tightly under the blanket, as she dreamed dreams of her father, of happier times.