A loud and booming crack of purple light was shot through the sky catching the attention of every Wakanda citizen
From the Civilians to the great city to the high elite guards everyone had looked up into the sky to see the array of purple light break through like a star exploding before it imploded upon itself dispersing into thin air
It seemed that everyone from within the African city had watched the sky
Everyone except the king of Wakanda who was currently sitting on his throne as he looked over his tablet with a hand resting on his chin
And all things considered despite his serious glare today was a good day as nothing was happening today
But when a sudden flash of bright purple light had struck right in front of T'challa grabbing his attention
Mentally The King groaned knowing he just had to jinx it
Slowly putting the tablet down to rise up from his throne T'challa squinted his eyes in a glare as he looked at the bright blinding purple light
His claws had formed from the fabric of his suit. A gesture to show that he was on the fence about what was going on
But when the purple light had dispersed and income a young black boy with pure white hair wearing all black. T'challa's nerves had reeled back and he declawed himself before fully stepping down
Immediately the young boy began to look around in confusion before looking at his hands with a wide eyed expression. A metal rode was stabled upon his back but that didn't defer to T'challa as he automatically noticed the replicated Panther tooth necklace across his neck
"Im…alive ?" Azari said to himself before looking around the Throne Room once more
"The hell is this place ?"
Azari couldn't give too much attention to his location though because immediately right after his head began to throb in undeering pain making him groan as he brought a hand up to holster himself.
His brain felt as if it was turning to mush as his body had also began to shut down making his bones feel weak.
Immediately he dropped down to one knee and shankingly tried to hold himself up. But within a few more seconds he fully fell
T'challa had immediately raced to catch the young boy in his arms but by then it was too late as Azari had a face of nausea. His eyes were half closed and he let out a sound of a groan and a whimper when he saw T'challa's face
"Father ?..." he said before his body shut down and he passed out in T'challa's arms
Immediately T'challa went wide-eyed. An expression of pure shock and surprise one he isn't used to as he always has some sort of control in every situation he's in. But this…..this was…..
Hell he didn't know what this was
Lifting the boy up within his arms T'challa began to walk out of the Throne Room to take the boy to get medical aid but still he couldn't shake the word he said before passing out
Father
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"Where exactly did you find this kid ?" Shuri asked as she had reeled back from the microscope
Azari laid down on the Med Bay Table not even a whole 5 feet away from her and T'challa. His unconscious form was slumped upon the table and T'challa couldn't stop looking at the young boy in a wonder question of why he looked so similar to him
"I didn't he just came from thin air"
Shuri smirked up at T'challa as she looked away from her microscope
"Kids don't just from thin air brother"
"Yeah well this one did. Now tell me what's wrong with him"
Shuri had risen from her chair and grabbed her tablet before making her away to the unconscious Young Boy who laid on the table
"Whoever he is. He's not from here"
T'challa raised an eyebrow and furthermore Shuri explained
"He's not from this decade" she said expanding her tablet to display a holographic screen before them
A visual of Azari's cells was displayed as Shuri continued
"He's undergone some sort of intense Body strain. Wherever he came from or however he got here. The trip clearly wasn't easy. Kid's Gonna be out for at least an hour. As for who he is"
Shuri expanded the cells to reveal a light blue DNA structure
"He's Wakandan. And by the looks of it far more advanced than we. Like 2 decades ahead. His cellular structure is 2 times stronger, Faster and Smarter than the average Wakandan now"
Reeling back towards her tablet Shuri's cheeks went red as she began to tap her tablet with her fingers when she realized she had to be the one to break the news
"...But his blood is also infused with the herb of Wakanda…biologically"
"What ?" T'challa said with wide eyes. His heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a spear as it dropped far into his body
"Brother…..This boy is your son…..and he's also a…..mutant"
Needing to catch himself on one of the Vibranium tables T'challa took a deep breath as he wasn't able to look at the boy
His Son ?
HIS SON ?
He has a son ?
He has
A Son
Shuri only sucked on her lip as she clutched onto her tablet
"When I first looked at his DNA structure the first thing I did was compare his DNA to yours" Shuri spoke softly as T'challa clung to his chest "The results were a 68.78 % match and comparing his Mutant X Gene to the obvious white hair…"
Shuri sighed as T'challa closed his eyes when she said it
"Ororo was a 31.22 equaling out to be a 100 % match of total DNA and Gene match…..He is both yours and Ororo's son Brother"
Hearing the words out loud hit T'challa hard. Like a brick to the face or a slap to his skin
Gripping her tablet tightly Shuri couldn't hold her anger in anymore as immediately she threw the technological device breaking a glass screening
"HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE !" she yelled
"HOW…..HOW IS HE EVEN HERE !"
"HOW IS HE EVEN ALIVE ! YOU'VE BEEN DIVORCED FOR 3 YEARS NOW ! YET FATE BRINGS THIS ON OUR DOORSTEP !"
"No" T'challa said in a heavy voice
Gathering himself the King of Wakanda looked down at the table that held….that held his son
"Not Fate Sister. Our ancestors bring this upon us"
Looking down at the young boy T'challa just looked upon his unconscious face thinking about how this could even be real
How does he have a son ?
Where did he even come from ?
How is Ororo gonna react ?
Slightly bringing his hand up, T'challa was hesitant to reach for the young boy. Genuinely scared to even touch him
But when he finally did and he was meer inches from his face Azari's eyes snapped open with pure white eyes as he grabbed T'challa's hand
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With the sudden fiasco that happened within the tower and all the excitement that had happened
James, Francis and Torunn had all earned themselves a one way ticket to the Triskelion. Now currently in their individual own interrogation room
Both James and Francis's were locked in separate room of one dimensional glass both extremely pissed of that this was their welcome party after everything they've been through for the past 24 hours
Torunn didn't come as quiet and understanding as the boys did as it took a hole in Avengers Tower and Captain Marvel to subdue her that she was now locked in a holding cell and strapped down in a chair within the Triskelion
"Listen, I'm getting reports of energy waves coming all over the goddamn world. The last thing I need is to worry about babysitting" Nick Fury stated
"Fury, this isn't just babysitting these kids. 3 kids who just went toe to toe with 6 Avengers and beat them all-"
"7" Nick Fury stated "Don't try to cover the cut on your Neck Danvers I know the girl did a number on you"
With a muffled groan Carol refrained from giving attention to the evidence that her fight with Torunn was anything but smooth
"Even more proof that these 3 kids should be top of our priority right now. Steve said they came after the energy Wave. What if that energy wave is what brought them here ? what if there's more like them ?"
"Well aren't you all the Avengers ? go Avenge some shit then" Fury said before turning to Carol
"Look. I got the UN crawling up my ass right now asking about why the Sky just took a giant fart. The last thing I'm worried about are 3 kids who beat you guys up. You all feel bad about it. Training deck is on level 4"
With that Fury made his leave making Carol groan in annoyance
"Ugh ! Fury !" she yelled before marching after him within the Triskelion
Within the Integration room James's hands were chained to the table
His Shield Jacket and Gauntlets had been confiscated and taken to lock up leaving just him his plain black shirt and red hourglass necklace as he continued to blankly stare at the table that confined him
His blood red hair covered his eyes or that could've been due to the darkness of the room. The only light source being the singular light bulb above him
From the other side of the one way glass stood Steve, Natasha, Coulson and a singular S.H.I.E.L.D. agent all looking at the monitor screen that was capturing his heart beat
From the second he was chained in there to the second now the heartbeat hadn't changed. Not a single pace and it was freakishly scary just how good this kid was at keeping his emotions in tact
Steve spent most of the time comparing the young boy to Natasha even if…..if it's true he wouldn't be surprised
Besides the fact of the hair they were exactly similar
The glare
The ability to keep control under pressure
The way their nostrils flared up when they were obviously angry
But most important neither Steve or Natasha missed the Red Hourglass necklace that hung around his neck that sent a shiver down Natasha's spine when she saw it
Despite her cold demeanor if she was the one being tested her heart rate would be a different story
"Get in there and scan his prints I want every bit of DNA we can get on this punk" Coulson said to the Agent
The black haired man just nodded his head before leaving the 3 higher ups presence and entering the room
"This outta be good" Steve said before the 3 of them watched the scene
Immediately when the door shut James's eyes were brought up looking at the incoming agent's stern glare as he slammed down a piece of stock paper
Still his heartbeat didn't change as he just looked at the Agent
"Fingers now" he said but James didn't move
"I want to talk to Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanov" James demanded but the Agent was quick to respond
"I don't give a shit what you want. Hand now"
Again James didn't move only pissing the Agent off more as he slammed his fist on the table
"Listen here you little punk ! scan your fingerprints before I take your hand and scan them for you !"
Looking up at the heart beat monitor Coulson's eyes grew wide when he realized it was still a pure line. Not a single spike had risen
"You try to touch me. I'm breaking your hand in 3 different directions" James threatened
That was the breaking point for the Agent as immediately he went for James's hands
Unfortunately for him James immediately grabbed the Older man's hand and twisted left causing a loud cracking sound to happen making him yell in pain before yanking up to bring the sound back causing him to scream again
Slamming his fist on the table James broke his hand for the 3rd time hearing the Agents screams before finally letting go and watching as the Agent held his hand tightly while running out of the room
He didn't stop there as he had fully left the integration wing only making Coulson sigh as he face palmed himself
"Rookie's"
Both Steve and Natasha were speechless giving their own unreadable looks on the situation as they just continued to stare at the red head boy
Again Coulson sighed before heading towards the door
"Alright, I'll freshen him up for you two" he caved
"Give me 3 minutes" he said before entering upon the room
Looking up to find Coulson's face James's tone lightened a little as the older man took off his sunglasses and ducked them within the confinement of his shirt
Feeling the skin of his cheek Coulson blew a breath of air
"Usually I'm passive aggressive" Coulson began as he sat on the table
"I would slam your file on the table and play good cop. Try to cut you deals and see what I could do but…" Coulson just sucked on his lip before letting out a small laugh
"I have no Idea who you are"
James didn't respond. Just looked away from Coulson's face and continued to stare blankly at the table below
Looking at the young boy Coulson fiddled his fingers before speaking again
"We have your stuff in lock up. Gotta admit nice replica. You know some people have been trying for centuries to clone Captain America's shield. And none have come close. Not a single one. Hydra, A.I.M, Hammer Tech, Oscorp. All tried. But known have even come close-"
"Phillip Coulson, Level 10 S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent ranking" James said making Coulson stop dead in his tracks
Both Steve and Natasha were surprised to find out James know who he was as they both knew Coulson wasn't the most public person
"How ?-"
"Your Files showed that you were one of the best at your Jobs. Quote saying that It wasn't about the size of the artillery but-"
"Choosing the perfect Bullets" he finished in absolute shock as he reeled off the table
Looking up at Coulson James spoke softly
"We're not your enemies Coulson I promise"
Looking at James with intent Coulson folded his arms
"And how can I know your word means anything ?"
Letting out a small sigh James slumped back in his chair as he unclenched his hands
He didn't know if doing this would mean anything but he knew there was no point in holding it in
"My Name is James Clinton Rogers-Romanova, I'm 19 years old. And I am. The Son of Steven Grant Rogers and Natalia Alianovna Romanova"
Immediately Both Steve and Natasha's eyes were wide before they turned to each other and shared a look
It was true
He was their son
"The boy I was with in purple Is Francis Lucky Barton, Son of Clint Barton and Bobbi Morse, Aka Hawkeye and Mockingbird. And the girl I was with is Torunn Thorsdottir, Daughter of Thor and Lady Sif. We along with 2 other teenagers make up the Avengers of our time in 2046. And if you don't believe me"
Grabbing the fingerpad James pressed all 5 finger prints on the paper before spitting on it
"Run my DNA for a source. I promise you I'm not lying"
Completely shocked and overwhelmed by the news The monitor outside went on overdrive by Coulson's heartbeat as he with shaking hands grabbed the paper as he just couldn't take his eyes off of James
He couldn't unsee it anymore
He looked exactly like them
The integration room door opined up and this time it was the two people James wanted to see most
Turing to find Steve and Natasha Coulson knew this was a more personal matter and immediately made his leave grabbing the finger pad paper
"I'm gonna go….. Uhhh….wow….yeah good luck" he said before leaving the room and closing the door behind them
Turning back to look at the monitor for the first time in 2 hours the monitor spiked