KING T'CHAKA

He and his queen had not got a moment of sleep after the holograms had faded away. They had discussed a lot of things and in the end, decided to give their son a chance. A chance to defend his actions in front of all tribe chiefs. If T'challa managed to convince even half of them of his reasons, Wakanda will stand with its prince. If he fails, the future that they had imagined will change.

As soon as he had left his room, a Dora milaje had been sent to ask all the chiefs to meet him today. His children were not informed about anything during the breakfast and everything proceeded normally till midday. He and his wife were going through another round of discussion on last night's events when they were informed about the arrival of all chiefs.

After greeting them, he had asked them to join him and his queen. Once it was only him, his queen, and the chiefs in the room, he had told them the reason behind the gathering.

"... and it was Tony Stark himself who has asked for justice."

As expected, each of them had raged at the audacity of the billionaire to ask something like this, doubting his capacity to harm Wakanda.

"His children were harmed due to the actions of my son. We have already discussed about the element Anthony Stark has discovered. I was informed last night that the element Starkanium is a synthetic version of Vibranium. The fears that we had imagined, would become real very soon. Wakanda will not have the superiority as we know it. It's the truth, no matter how much we deny it."

There was a little grumbling, but no one argued against it. Each of them had become chiefs because they knew how everything worked and did not live in a delusion of supremacy when there was clear evidence against it. One of them enquired.

"So what will we do now, my king?"

"I have thought about coming out of isolation sometimes. It was why I sent my son to college in England. I was hoping for more time though. But we don't have that option now, especially if Tony Stark decides to work against us. We do not know if he has the ability to harm us or if he is bluffing. But if he is capable, Wakanda and its citizens may suffer a lot and we would have no one to help us, not unless we start selling Vibranium, which is something that will never happen.

Once again the expected arguments were given but today he and his council needed to deal with something else. He raised his hands to stop them.

"We will discuss it later. Right now, we have to make a decision about my son."

One chief, who had been against his family for a long time, spoke up.

"The decision is clear, my king. Prince T'chaka must pay for his crimes. We cannot sacrifice the safety of Wakanda for anyone, even if the person is from the Royal family."

At any other time, he would have support against his opinion, but not today. Other chiefs were also nodding at this suggestion. But as a king, he had a little more authority.

"Prince T'challa will be given a chance to explain his actions in front of us. Any further decision will be taken after that. It is my belief that we can not make the decision without all the facts."

He could see some of the chiefs wanted to object but ultimately, everyone agreed. He addressed the sole Dora Milaje in the room.

"Escort the prince here, immediately."

"Yes, my king."

By the time his son arrived, his mind had nearly made the decision. It was only his emotions as a father that was stopping him. But hearing his son's response to the accusations changed it. His son seemed to not care that Anthony Stark's children were harmed due to his actions. The arrogance that he had was not something the King of Wakanda should have. The die was cast and nothing could change it now. He interrupted his son's proud speech.

"T'challa. Due to your actions, Wakanda is now facing a threat it had avoided for centuries. Your personal beliefs and behavior cannot be allowed to affect the safety of Wakanda. By my and your mother's decision, you will be removed from the line of succession, and your sister will be my heir from now on. You will always be my son but your own choices have shown me that you can not rule."

He could see that his son had frozen with unexpected words, but right now, he couldn't care. He signaled the Dora Milaje to escort him to his room.

Wakanda would never be the same after today.

FRIDAY

After spending the entire day managing the aftermath of the invasion, FRIDAY contacted the King of Wakanda and Queen once again. With his acknowledgment she quietly said.

"I thank you for listening to me, Your Majesty."

The king did not turn to look at her hologram, focusing instead in the view out of his balcony.

"That was the hardest decision I had to make in my entire life, and being a king of an isolated country, it is saying something. And yet I think that my council, and eventually my country, would not be proud of me for it."

FRIDAY did not respond since she didn't have any sympathy for either the prince or the King. Queen Ramoda spoke after some time.

"Why did you show us the video, FRIDAY? Giving us the knowledge of the future and your capabilities, why did you do it?"

FRIDAY was silent for a few moments before answering.

"Because I like your daughter, Queen Ramoda. Princess Shuri helped Boss lady a lot in my old dimension. She also spent time talking to Morgan or having discussion on multiple things with me. I consider her a much better future head of state than your son could ever be. If you temper the arrogance inside her, Shuri is a good person to take up the mantle of kingship and if your son doesn't want it, of the black panther. After all, nothing says that the two roles have to be the same person. And if she is anything like the other geniuses, I know then she is not going to want to give up her lab and having to juggle the 3 roles might be a bit much. And this lets you have a voice close to the throne out in the world helping it."

She hesitated before speaking again.

"And while the second reason has no bearing on what I did, as I have no real reason to help the prince. There is another reason."

FRIDAY accessed the TV in the room and played a video she had copied from the Wakandan security servers in the old dimension. In the video, Shuri was alone at a memorial and was crying and asking for help from her dead father.

"Princess Shuri had a lot of great ideas to improve the world after the second snap. Unfortunately, her inexperience and young age made her peers of other countries doubt and, in the end, disregard her. No matter how much she joked with him she truly needed her brother's support, she did not get any worthy advice from his brother and ended up talking to me most of the time. For the sake of her and only her, I decided to talk to you King T'chaka."

The unmentioned otherwise was not hard to guess. The king gave a grunt but didn't say anything.

"What now, FRIDAY? " Asked Queen Ramoda softly. She was overwhelmed by the day's events and knew she still needed to talk to her two children.

"Now we will talk about the accords, your majesty."

The king and queen looked astonished and she started speaking.

An hour later

Once she had discussed the possible accords with the Wakandans, FRIDAY focused her attention on SHIELD. A lot of people were asking questions about the invasion and the missile and she had the answer needed for them.

Just as the clock ticked midnight that day, a video was uploaded on video sharing sites. The edited video showed SHIELD experimenting on Tesseract, followed by Thor's statement about it, The WSC's decision, and finally the clip from the SHIELD plane firing the missile. She made sure to add who made what decisions. Once the video got the notice she wanted to, FRIDAY started deleting or outright destroying every contract or communication SI or Boss ever had with SHIELD.

It was time for SHIELD to slink back in shadows completely or come out in open.

TONY STARK

When he came down to the dining hall for breakfast, he had not expected the exciting atmosphere to be present. He could see Morgan bouncing in Pepper's lap with her decorated cast, Natasha and Clint were arguing about something, Rhodey explaining something to Mordo and Bruce with his hands waving all over the place, Neela and Virgil kissing, Happy pouring a lot of sauce over…

His mind screeched to a halt as he rewinded the scenes once again. The words were out of his mouth without a conscious thought.

"What the hell are you both doing?"

PEPPER POTTS

She was going to kill her new boyfriend. Because of his shouting, their daughter had nearly slipped from her lap. She looked up to glare at him, but the billionaire's attention was focused on something else. A little turn of her head gave the answer. A smile spread of her face as she sat back to watch the show.

Tony, it seemed had not seen his adopted daughter and her adopted cousin this close before. Right now, he was hollering at them not really mad just shocked. Threatening to send them to opposite sides of the world, ranting about hormones and bad decisions, it was very much a typical dad reaction. Her eyes met Rhodey's over the table and both of them started laughing at the same time.

She could see Nela not backing down, and was arguing just as passionately, telling Tony off for hypocrisy, with Virgil standing behind with a slightly scared face. She could excuse that, because if anyone not familiar to it the way Starks would have seen the argument going on, he or she would have run from the room. The dimensional counterparts were arguing at their top voices, with a lot of poking, ridiculous arguments, mocking, taunts, and other things mixed in. All in all, it was a wonderful bit of morning entertainment. When it had been for more than 20 minutes, she turned to look at FRIDAY's hologram.

"Stop them."

Morgan decided to copy her and used a cute voice.

"FRIDAY, stop them."

FRIDAY gave a large smile and a small bow.

"As you command princess."

The suit always present in the room moved to the table before pushing the nearly empty coffee jug right at their feet. A moment later both starks had stopped arguing and were now crying over the wasted coffee.

She rolled her eyes as Morgan laughed. Starks and their coffees.