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"Thor, what's happening?" Captain America said, kneeling beside the ashes of his old friend Bucky Barnes.

Thor walked over to him, resting his hand on his trembling shoulder. "It's all my fault. Thanos snapped his fingers before I could finish the job. Calling on the power of all six stones combined, that action erased half of all life in the universe."

Captain America pushed himself to his feet, patting Thor on the back. "You did all you could. We'll make this right, I promise you that."

"How?" Thor shouted, slamming Stormbreaker to the ground so hard that thunder roared through the Wakandan air around them. "Stark is dead, half the Avengers are gone, and even if we did have everyone Thanos still has all six of the Infinity Stones."

"We don't know about Tony," Cap responded.

Thor shook his head. "I know Stark. Thanos would not be able to march to Earth with the Time Stone without killing him first."

For a moment, Cap was silent. He let a tear fall down from his eye to his beard before finally saying "we'll find a way. For now, we need a headcount for who's left.

There would only be more tears as the remaining Avengers and Wakandan soldiers sorted through the living, the dead, and the victims of the snap. Other than Vision, who had the mind stone ripped from his head, none of the Avengers had been killed in the battle. However, the same could not be said about snap victims. Out of the brave Avengers in Wakanda, that did all they could to stop Thanos, Falcon, Scarlet Witch, and the Winter Soldier were gone. In addition, member of the Guardians of the Galaxy, Groot, had also been erased.

As hard as the loss count was hard to accept by the Avengers, it was ten times worse for the Wakandan survivors. Part of their country had been decimated by the battle, and a quarter of their army had fallen to Thanos' minions before the snap. However, it was the toll from the snap that really hit the nation hard. King T'Challa, the Black Panther, was amongst the 50% of the population that perished from the snap. The survivors were aware that they needed him now more than ever.

Knowing there was nothing left for them to do in Wakanda, the Avengers returned home with heavy hearts. Now alone on the strange planet of Earth, Rocket, or rabbit, decided to go with them, as Thor was the only person left in the universe he still knew. There he would wait, with the others, as everyone desperately tried to come up with a next move.

Back at Wakanda, there was no other choice but to continue on with everyday life. The next day, the royal families of the nation met at Warrior Falls in order to name a successor for King T'Challa. Shuri stood in the water, with a spear and shield in her hand. Oyoke stood beside her in ceremonial robes to introduce her.

"I Oyoke present to you princess Shuri, daughter of King T'Chaka and brother of King T'Challa. Victory in ritual combat comes in yield or death. If any tribe wishes to put forth a warrior, I now offer a path to the throne," Oyoke called out.

Ramonda, Shuri's mother, quickly interjected, "Wait Oyoke, I don't think that is necessary."

Oyoke held her hand out. "It is tradition, however, I trust the other tribes will not be foolish to challenge today."

Oyoke then went through all four tribes, and each one declined the opportunity to challenge princess Shuri. Looking back at Ramonda she asked, "Would any royal blood wish to challenge for the throne."

Ramonda shook her head, and Oyoke said, "Very well, I now present to you Shuri Queen of…"

"Hold on," M'Baku said, jumping down into Warrior Falls. "Look at her. She is so young, so weak."

"M'Baku, what are you doing?" Oyoke asked, holding her spear to his neck.

M'Baku turned to Ramonda. "I thought of your proposition. I am honored that you offered to name me the next Black Panther, but I must decline. Look at your daughter, the next Queen. If we are to survive she will need all the strength she can get. That is why I propose Shuri should take on the mantle of the Black Panther as well as Queen."

Ramonda smiled, "Very well. M'Baku, once again you have redeemed yourself and your people."

Oyoke nodded. "I now present to you Shuri, Queen of Wakanda and the next Black Panther." There were bittersweet cheers in the crowd of nobles around them.

Later that day, Shuri was fed the heart-shaped herb and buried so that she could visit the Ancestral Plane. When she awoke in the Ancestral Plane, where all the previous Wakandan leaders were at rest, she stumbled to her feet with desperation to find her brother T'Challa at the Ancestral Tree.

When she arrived at the tree, she found all the spirits of the leaders before her in the form of Panthers resting in its branches. One hopped down and Shuri was sure it was T'Challa. She began talking to her brother, only for the panther to transform into her father T'Chaka.

"Shuri," he said with a warm smile."It's been a long time my girl."

A tear ran down her face. "Father so much has happened. I-"

"I know. Ever since I passed I have watched over you and the rest of the nation." T'Chaka paused. "What is the matter Shuri? Don't try to analyze the science of the Ancestral Plane, you don't have to understand everything."

"No, it's not that Father," she responded. "No disrespect to you, but I was hoping to speak to T'Challa."

"And why is that?"

Shuri sighed. "Because I don't know how to be Queen. T'Challa would know what to do."

T'Chaka chuckled. "You know, I have some experience as King myself."

Shuri shrugged. "No offense father, but T'Challa was better."

"I raised the boy well," T'Chaka said. "He was born to be King."

"And what about me?"

T'Chaka smiled. "There's no question in my mind that you will do everything in your power for Wakanda."

"Thank you father, but do you actually think I could be a good Queen?" Shuri asked.

"What do you think?"

Shuri shook her head. "I am a scientist, not a Queen."

T'Chaka smiled. "Do what you think is right Shuri. Follow your instinct and you can do no wrong."

"Wait," Shuri said. "Is there no way for me to speak to T'Challa one last time."

T'Chaka shook his head. "I'm sorry Shuri. The snap may have taken T'Challa, but he has not ascended to the Ancestral Plane."

Shuri nodded. "I love you father."

T'Chaka began to back up to the tree. "Make me proud," he said, before turning back into a panther and hopping on the tree. Shuri closed her eyes. When she opened them back up she was in Wakanda again.

Later that night there was a feast in her honor, but Shuri could not eat. All she thought about was T'Challa. After a while, she told her mother she was not feeling well and escaped to her lab.

As soon as she entered an automated voice said "Hello Shuri."

"Who's there," she shouted, holding her fist up In case of an attacker. The lab had not been sealed off since the battle the day before.

"I am Jarvis. You may have met part of me under the name of Vision."

"It worked," Shuri exclaimed in shock.

"Not exactly," Jarvis said. The parts of Vision from Ultron and the Mind Stone are gone, but I am still fully operational.

Shuri scratched her head. "So what are you?"

"As mister Stark used to say, I'm Just A Rather Intelligent System. I normally help mister Stark, but he seems to be missing right now. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Shuri shrugged. "Not unless you know how to turn back time."

"I can't do that, but something tells me you can," Jarvis said.

Shuri began to scurry across the room, toying with various gadgets. "I have an idea, but it's risky."

"May I ask what you are doing?"

Shuri began to put on a suit of armor. "I was doing research a year ago and I think I found a way to manipulate time. In order to get the data I need I have to shrink down to a subatomic level."

"Something tells me you aren't coming back any time soon."

"This is the only way," Shuri said, powering up a device.

"I won't try to stop you," Jarvis said. "I used to try and stop Mr. Stark from making mistakes all the time. He never listened."

Shuri stopped. "Do you think I'm being crazy?"

"I hardly know you," Jarvis said.

Shuri sighed and plopped down onto the ground. "Everyone in Wakanda expects me to be their Queen, but that's not who I am. I'm a scientist, all I've ever known is building new tech."

"Shuri, you remind me a lot of Mr. Stark, minus the narcissistic playboy."

Shuri smiled. "He sounds like quite a character."

"He is, or was," Jarvis said. "I'm not quite sure what happened to him. I sure hope he is alright.

Shuri nodded. "If Mr. Stark were in my situation, what would he do?"

"Well, he built his first Iron Man suit in a cave surrounded by terrorists. He may not have always made the right decisions, but I can assure you that he would do anything to save himself or those he loved."

"Thank you, Jarvis," Shuri said.

"Good luck," Jarvis responded.

Without hesitation, Shuri put on the mask to her suit of armor. It was similar to the Black Panther suit, with some extra bulk. Pressing the button on her wrist she called out to Jarvis, "If my mother comes looking for me, tell her I'm on a mission to save Wakanda." A ray if energy hit her and in that instant Shuri was transported into the Quantum Realm.

"Well," Jarvis said. "That conversation with her mother's going to be uncomfortable."