In memory of Chadwick Boseman. Rest in Power Our King. WAKANDA FOREVER!
It was 5 hours before Princess Shuri's coronation. Shuri didn't know how to movie on from the death of her dear brother, T'challa. An incurable disease took control of him. They didn't find out until it was too late to save him. After his death, she tried to find away to bring him back to life but she gave up after she realized that it wasn't possible.
She was standing in the throne room looking out the window. She watched over at the thousands of people that she will soon need to rule. As sh felt the tears sting her eyes, a voice awoke her from her thoughts.
"Shuri?" The voice belonged to her mother. She turned to look at the woman in the door with her head dress standing so tall and her dress brushing against the floor as she walked over toward her.
"I can't do it mother. I can't be queen, or the next Black Panther. I'm meant to be a scientist, not a queen." That's all she wanted. She just wanted to work in the lab surrounded by vibranium.
"Oh my darling Shuri. Life throws us a lot of surprises. They could be good or bad. One was the surprising news about your brother. It's important for us to move on but still remember those important times we had together. You were meant to be a queen. Your smart, intelligent and it's in your blood. You can use those as advantages against your enemies when your the Black Panther." Those words went straight into Shuri's heart as her mothers words comforted her.
"I want to make him proud." Shuri said. She could see the tears in her mother's eyes.
"You will. You will make us all proud." Shuri smiled as she pulled her mom into a hug. They both broke out in tears. On that same day, she was crowned queen and was given the power to become the Black Panther.
Rest In Power Our King. Wakanda Forever.