Plucking the knife from the holster resting on her thigh Harper ducked as she threw it across the room. Without waiting to see if it hit where she was aiming she grabbed for her gun, lifting it and shooting a couple of rounds, hitting the target before her straight on.
"Yeah, yeah, full marks."
She let out a sigh of frustration as the simulation switched off and Shuri's voice echoed through the training room. Pushing the virtual reality goggles she was wearing off her eyes and onto the top of her head she turned to where Shuri was waiting for her by the door "Do you need me?" she asked, slightly out of breath.
"No," Shuri answered with a shrug of her shoulders, earning a roll of Harper's eyes in reply "T'Challa, Okoye and Nakia are in South Korea, I'm waiting around to be needed and I'm bored."
"You insisted on building this whole simulation so I could practise and now you're not letting me use it?" Harper asked with a teasing arch to her eyebrows as she hung the goggles up on their charging port and reached for her jacket.
"I'm bored," Shuri repeated as though it explained everything "Come and sit with me."
Though Harper shook her head a smile came to her face as she followed Shuri out of the room and down the corridor toward the lab "I would have gotten full marks if you'd let me finish."
"Of course you would," Shuri answered, though not sounding fully convinced, "You forget I can watch you on the monitor," she continued, gesturing to the screen set up on her desk as the two of them took their seats.
Harper let out an offended sound "I was doing good!"
"Your aim was off," Shuri said with a shrug, continuing before Harper could argue back "But you were fine."
"Fine," Harper scoffed beneath her breath. "Have you heard from them?" she asked "T'Challa, Okoye and Nakia?"
"Only that they've landed and have begun the mission," Shuri said with a roll of her eyes "Let's just hope my brother doesn't freeze this time."
"What is it with him and Nakia?" Harper asked with amusement on her face as the excitement of sharing gossip spread across Shuri's.
"They dated when they were younger," she began "But while my brother took on learning how to be king Nakia joined the war dogs."
"Badass," Harper said with a nod of approval.
"Badass indeed," Shuri confirmed "She was involved in a confrontation with some ivory smugglers during a mission in South Korea, which is part of why I was confused T'Challa wanted her going with him," she continued "If she's recognised as Wakandan then the whole mission could be compromised."
"I'm sure your brother knows what he's doing," Harper answered with a shrug "What happened with them? Did they have a big break up?"
"No but Nakia was out on an undercover mission in Nigeria, observing the trafficking going on there," Shuri explained "That was two years ago, a long time."
"A long time apart but speeds by when you're together," Harper said with a tight smile before catching sight of the inquisitive look on Shuri's face "It was the amount of time Bucky and I were on the run together."
"What was that like?" Shuri asked, leaning forward with her elbow pressing into her thigh and her chin resting in her palm. By the look on her face Harper could tell it was the question she had been dying to ask.
"Terrifying," Harper answered before smiling "And amazing."
Shuri looked like she wanted to ask more but, as she opened her mouth, the shout of her name cut across the room.
Instead her eyes lit up "Come on," she said, waving Harper over to the rectangular vibranium casing opposite where they were sitting. It lowered, the sand like material inside forming into the shape of a car.
"Remote driving system activated," a robotic voice echoed.
"Yes yes yes!" Shuri exclaimed excitedly as she pushed Harper round to the other side of the sand car "Wait...which side of the road is it?"
T'Challa's voice echoed in both of their ears "For Bast sake just drive!"
Harper's eyes widened as she slid into the seat, a steering wheel in front of her "I think we've got this wrong T'Challa I-"
"Harper drive!"
"Okay okay, calm down brother!" Shuri exclaimed "He wanted you, said he's seen you drive before," she said, nudging Harper with her elbow.
"Okay, shit," Harper said beneath her breath as she flexed her fingers on the steering wheel in front of her. Glancing up she noticed she wasn't staring out into the lab but the streets of South Korea.
Shoving the car into gear she slammed her foot against the accelerator.
"Woo! Let's go!" Shuri exclaimed as they caught up with T'Challa, his suit fully covering him before he flipped backward, landing on the hood of the car. He dug the claws on his hand and the toe of his boot into the metal to anchor him.
Harper's heart was pounding in her ears as she darted from left to right, dodging cars coming up and skidding around ones parked to the side. She could hear Shuri in the distance, talking to Okoye and Nakia over the communication devices to try and figure out where they were heading and which vehicle Klaue was in.
"They're trying to lose us," Okoye's voice echoed through the comms as the cars in front of them split up.
"Harper, we'll take the right," Nakia warned before turning off to follow the first and third cars in the line.
"Right, yes okay," Harper answered with a nod, shifting the gear and skidding across to where the second and fourth cars had disappeared "T'Challa how's it going up there?"
"Keep driving!"
Harper glanced across to Shuri out of the corner of her eye "If I kill the king of Wakanda…"
"He's wearing my suit, stop being so dramatic," was her answer as she clicked something on her kimoyo beads "We're coming up to crossing traffic, I don't think we're going to make it," she warned, her eyes flickering over the map her beads were showing her. Up ahead the lead car collided with cars coming from the other direction.
"Keep going!" T'Challa exclaimed, digging his claws further into the metal as Harper sharply turned the car around the wreckage sitting in the middle of the road.
"Wooo!" Shuri exclaimed, her hand punching into the air.
"Can you get closer?" T'Challa asked as Harper raced through traffic "I need to see if he's in there."
"I'm doing the best I can," Harper answered "I'm good, T'Challa, but I'm not that good."
He chuckled slightly, "You're doing fine," he said before taking the leap and landing on the roof of the black SUV in front of them.
"There's that word again," Harper said before grumbling "Fine," beneath her breath as up ahead T'Challa was ripping the SUV roof open. The driver sprang the door open, causing Harper to swerve the car as he jumped out in fear.
"He's not in there," T'Challa said, jumping back and landing on the hood of the Lexus "He must be in the other car"
"On it," Shuri answered, the screen appearing from her beads once more "You got the trackers on them. Okay they're not too far," she said, gesturing to a red dot blinking on the map "Take the next left."
"Hold on tight T'Challa!" Harper called before she skidded around the next corner "Where next?" she asked, chancing a quick glance over to Shuri as she dodged through the overcrowded side street she had been sent down "Where now Shuri?"
"Uhm-"
"Shuri!"
"Right!" Shuri answered, making sense of the map as her finger followed the red dot just as her brother's exclaim rang through their comms "Now!"
The sound of gunfire rang around them as they sped toward the entrance to the Diamond Bridge, Harper's breath catching in her throat despite the fact she was well aware both she and Shuri were as safe as they possibly could be far away in Wakanda.
"Hey, look at your suit!" Shuri suddenly exclaimed as they came up behind a truck amidst the busy bridge traffic "You've been taking bullets, charging it up with kinetic energy!"
"Pull around the truck," T'Challa ordered and Harper obeyed, the SUV they were following going out of sight for a few moments as she did. Quickly and skillfully he leapt from the hood of the Lexus, climbing up on the top of the truck as Harper drove around it and cut in front of the SUV.
The car skidded slightly as T'Challa let the built up kinetic energy out from his suit "Shit," Harper said beneath her breath as Shuri used her beads to check on what was going on behind them, yelling instructions for Harper to swerve as the trucks behind them crashed.
"You show off," Shuri tutted as T'Challa landed skillfully on their roof
"There he is!" Nakia's exclamation caught all of their attention "Hold tight!" she continued before a loud explosion cut her off "Sonic blaster," she explained to them all "We lost him."
"Faster Harper," T'Challa said "Shuri, are you still tracking him?"
"We're going as fast as we can," Shuri answered as Harper shifted gear and pressed her foot harder onto the accelerator "Yes - next left!"
Harper swore once more beneath her breath, cringing as she had to break to skid around the corner "Sorry!" she exclaimed, her hand on the gear stick as she sped up once more "T'Challa, you still there?"
"Still here," he confirmed.
"There he is!" Shuri exclaimed "He's taking the next right!"
Up ahead, as they quickly approached, they could see movement in the passenger side. The window rolled down and Klaue himself slid out into the open. Perching himself on the windowsill he raised his sonic blaster.
"No no no no no no no!" Shuri exclaimed as he pulled the trigger, the two of them squeezing their eyes shut as…
Nothing.
The breath being held in Harper's lungs escaped in one big sigh, a mixture of relief and confusion as she patted herself down to make sure she was okay. The sand car had collapsed around them so they were sitting on the floor.
"Brother!" Shuri exclaimed, pressing her finger against the comms in her ear "T'Challa?"
"Is he okay?" Harper asked as the two of them pushed themselves up onto their feet.
"His comms must have gotten damaged in the blast," Shuri said as she hurried over to one of her desks, loading up the computer and typing away on the keyboard for a couple of seconds "I can't locate him," she said, her tone worried as her eyes scanned the screen in front of her.
"He'll be fine," Harper said, though she was unsure how reassuring she sounded "Okoye and Nakia are there, they'll get in touch soon."
"Yeah, yeah of course," Shuri answered as she slowly sat down in her chair, Harper taking her usual seat opposite her "And he's wearing my suit."
"And he's wearing your suit," Harper agreed with a nod.
They sat in silence for a couple of seconds before Shuri turned to her "That was awesome though right?"
"Right?!" Harper exclaimed, shuffling up the chair and folding her legs beneath herself "We were in a car chase in the lab!"
"Where did you learn how to drive like that?" Shuri asked with a laugh, her face falling slightly when she watched an expression cross Harper's face "Sorry."
"No, no it's fine," Harper waved off with a smile "It was a part of my training. Driving, flying, fighting...I can do it all apparently."
"So your memories are coming back then," Shuri answered with a knowing look "Are you sure-"
"I'm sure I don't want to go and see one of the shamans," Harper said with a shake of her head "I'm okay Shuri, this is just something I have to deal with."
Shuri narrowed her eyes "But you don't have to deal with it alone," she said, the words caring but the tone warning.
Though Harper let out a laugh and held her hands up innocently she couldn't help but smile to herself as she watched Shuri turn back to her desk, beginning to potter around everything sat upon it "Thanks Shuri," she said "Really."
"You wanna thank me properly, you'll book an appointment with one of the shamans on here," she answered, handing over a folded piece of paper with her scrawled handwriting across it. Her eyebrows raised, keeping the stare until Harper caved and snatched it from her "And also distract me until we hear from my brother."
"It's one demand after the next with you," Harper said with an overexaggerated sigh and roll of her eyes "Go on then. What do you wanna know?"
They sat there for a little while, as anyone still milling around went home, their chairs shuffled closer together as Harper shared stories from her past. About Bucky, Ryan, Elena and Sorina, where she grew up and the work she did on the Steve Rogers exhibit in the museum.
They were tired, slouching down in their chairs kind of tired, when Shuri's cellphone began to ring.
They scrambled into action, Shuri leaning over and plucking it from her desk top "Brother?" she asked as she answered it, tapping on the screen to put it on speaker phone.
"These phones really are useful for keeping a low profile," he joked. "We have Klaue, we're all okay and we're just about to question him."
"Took your time letting me know you're alive," Shuri grumbled, shrugging her shoulders when Harper sent her a look.
On the other end of the line T'Challa let out a laugh "I'm sorry, I didn't realise my comms had been cut out. I'll speak with you later?"
"Later," Shuri confirmed with a nod.
A smile came to her face when she hung up the phone, leaning back in her chair she stretched her arms above her head as a yawn stretched across her face.
"We should get some rest," Harper said as she pushed herself up onto her feet, letting out a yawn herself as she opened up her shoulders to stretch out her back.
"And some food," Shuri continued, placing her hand on her rumbling stomach "I'm starving."
"So you're coming back to my place then huh?" Harper asked as she plucked her bag from where it had been hooked over the back of her chair, slinging it over her shoulder.
"Well I do know all of the best takeout near your building," Shuri answered with an innocent smile on her face "And we never finished that film you were insisting on showing me."
Just before they were about to leave, their feet standing near the edge of the doorway out of the lab, Shuri's ringtone filled the air once more.
She frowned in confusion as she raised the phone to her ear "T'Challa?" she asked, Harper only catching her side of the story as she nodded and 'hmm'd along "Okay. We'll be ready," she said, finishing the call and turning to Harper with a shrug in her shoulders "Looks like we're staying," she said, nodding her head back toward the lab "Someone's been injured, T'Challa is bringing him in."
Thankfully, for the anxiety bubbling in their stomachs as they anticipated what was to come, they weren't waiting around for much longer. By the time they had prepped the lab to take in a patient Shuri's kimoyo beads had lit up, letting her know they had arrived back.
Harper stayed out of the way as she hurried to meet the returning group. Folding her arms loosely over her stomach she leaned against one of the desks as they were led inside, a Maglev stretcher between them carrying the body of an unconscious man. Shuri guided them to the space beneath the stairs where a slab of a bed was waiting alongside her medical technology.
"He took a bullet for me," Nakia was explaining as she hurried to keep up.
"Great, another broken white boy for us to fix," Shuri said with a smirk, raising her eyebrows over to the eye rolling Harper as T'Challa sent her a look "This is going to be fun," she continued as the man was lifted onto the slab awaiting him "H, could you pass me that please?"
"Sure," Harper answered, plucking the tablet sitting on the desk beside where she was perched "Here," she said as she crossed the room, a frown dipping her eyebrows as she got closer.
She recognised him.
She stumbled for a second, taken aback at seeing him again, before Shuri snapped her fingers and brought her back into the room "Sorry," she said, handing the tablet over.
"Harper, a word," T'Challa said, clearly noticing the look on her face as his younger sister began to work on the man laying on the table.
"Do you know who that is," she hissed once they were out of earshot, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder.
"Yes, Harper-"
"He was the one who brought us in," she continued, cutting across him as her stomach twisted anxiously "He locked Bucky up and he shoved me in a cupboard, T'Challa," she said, her fingers tapping on her palms as she spoke "You were there."
"I know Harper," T'Challa said, reaching out to press a reassuring hand on the top of her arm "But here in Wakanda we help everyone. He took a bullet for Nakia and he was helping us with Klaue."
"And what do you think he's going to do when he wakes up huh? You think he won't have me in handcuffs, extradited back to the US and thrown in the nearest prison?"
T'Challa's features softened "Harper, do you really think that's something I would allow to happen?" he asked, arching one of his eyebrows "You are a citizen of Wakanda now and that isn't going to change, no matter what Agent Ross says when he wakes up."
She took in a shaky breath and nodded her head "Okay," she said, forcing her shoulders to relax "Okay, fine."
"There's that word again," T'Challa answered with a teasing smirk "You are under our protection and nothing is going to change that. Here in Wakanda we-"
"Help anyone who needs it," Harper finished for him in a bored sounding tone "I know, I know."
She sent him a look as a grin came to his face. Pushing her irritation aside she headed back over to help Shuri out as much as she could.
"You okay?" Shuri asked in a quiet tone as Nakia moved away for a moment.
"I'm fine," Harper answered, rolling her eyes as Shuri sent her a look "The word again, I know," she said, sticking her tongue out toward her "Now is there anything you need?"
They continued their work in semi silence, Harper responding quickly every time Shuri asked for something.
"I think I've done all I can," Shuri said as she turned to where her brother was watching on "He will live."
Before any of them could answer, Shuri's kimoyo beads lit up once again and she glanced down to them "W'Kabi is here," she said and T'Challa's eyes widened slightly.
Ushering Okoye and Nakia further beneath the stairs so they were out of sight T'Challa made his way out, the four women listening as he hurried up the stairs.
"What's going on, brother? Where is Klaue?" They heard W'Kabi ask. Harper felt Shuri close up to her side as Okoye rolled her eyes.
"He's not here," T'Challa admitted "He slipped through our hands."
"Slipped?" W'Kabi asked, anger and disappointment lining his words "For thirty years your father was in power and did nothing. With you I thought it would be different. But it's more of the same."
After a few moments of silence Nakia and Okoye exchanged a glance, the both of them leaving the lab together without another word.
"Bye guys," Harper said with a smile and a raised hand, her eyes sliding over to Shuri "Nice to work with ya."
"Your sarcasm doesn't fool me," Shuri said with a pointed look before she headed back over to her desk "You know him?"
Harper let out a breath, her shoulders tensing slightly as she followed Shuri. Planting herself down in her usual chair she drew her legs up and crossed them beneath her "That has nothing to do with anything."
Shuri's eyebrows raised "Tell that to your face," she said, pointing the tool she was holding over to where Harper was sitting "Where do you know him from?"
Harper pursed her lips for a couple of seconds, her eyebrows arching as she linked eyes with a very stubborn looking Shuri "You can't tell your brother I told you," she warned, a slight chuckle leaving her as Shuri scoffed loudly in reply "Okay, okay!" she said, holding her hands up innocently "I know him because he is the one Bucky and I were brought to. He wanted us-" she paused for a second as she tried to remember his words "-psychologically evaluated and extradited. Something he'll probably want to put in place as soon as he wakes up."
She regretted grumbling that last sentence as she watched Shuri's expression darken "It's okay S, honestly," she said with a smile "Your brother has assured me I'm safe with him here."
Shuri turned back to gauntlets she'd been working on and Harper could almost see the cogs turning in her mind "I won't tell T'Challa you told me."
"And you won't mention it to Ross when he wakes up either," Harper warned, seeing the context behind Shuri's promise immediately "It's over Shuri, he can't take me if your king refuses it," she said, though she wasn't sure whether what she was promising was true or not.
"He'll have to go through me anyway," Shuri hissed beneath her breath. "I fixed him, I can break him again," she continued, glancing over to Harper out of the corner of her eye and bursting into a laugh.
"Thanks for having my back," Harper said as she laughed along with her.
"You'll have to be my alibi," Shuri warned. "You know what a goody two sandals my brother is."
"You're on," Harper answered with a wink just before a loud yawn stretched at her mouth.
"Go home," Shuri insisted. "There have been plenty of nights I've stayed here alone, I'll be fine while you go and get some rest."
"Hmm," Harper replied, narrowing her eyes "I'm okay," she insisted back "Just because I've got the alibi planned out in my mind doesn't mean I want to use it."
"You have so little faith in me," Shuri tutted, the wicked smile on her face telling Harper she was making the correct decision "What are you going to do here anyway? Lean over my shoulder and make sure I'm not making up poison for our guest?"
"Maybe," Harper answered with a shrug of her shoulders as she pushed up onto her feet. Letting out a yawn she stretched her arms out in front of her "Or maybe I'll go back to my training you so rudely interrupted," she continued as she plucked the holsters she used in the simulation up from her desk "I can trust you can't I…"
Shuri rolled her eyes "Just go," she said, nodding her head toward the door leading to Harper's training room "Maybe you'll finally get to level two," she called after her, chuckling beneath her breath as Harper threw a glare over her shoulder.
She yawned once more as she reached the door, pressing her hand against the pad to the right to gain access.
Shuri had whipped the simulation up after only a day of Harper being in Wakanda. It was a 'fun project' she'd said, something for Harper to do so 'you're not under my feet'.
It was the first thing Harper had been shown which made her fully appreciate the position she was in, to show her just how talented and intelligent her new friend was. All she had to do was place a pair of goggles onto her eyes, the gun she used was a fake as were the knives sitting in the holsters around her waist and thigh, and tell the room she was ready.
This time she stood for a second, shaking the tension out of her shoulders and stretching her neck from side to side before taking in a deep breath "Okay," she said out loud, her right hand hovering over where her gun was sitting on her hip while her left reached for the knife strapped to her thigh "I'm ready."
The room went black for a moment and Harper relaxed into it. A smile came to her face as the adrenaline kicked in and the simulation came on around her.
She was standing in the middle of New York and a scenario she had asked Shuri to include. Around her buildings were damaged, people were running to hide…
She pulled her gun from the holster at the sight of three chitauri rounding the corner and heading her way. Beneath her the floor moved as she did, racing down the street and firing bullets toward the approaching attackers.
Ducking and diving beneath arms grabbing in her direction she plucked one of her knives from her thigh, burying it into the nearest torso.
Being so out of shape meant she tired quickly, though her stamina was stretching longer and longer the more times she entered the room.
Still, her movements became slower with her lack of sleep definitely becoming a hindrance. She shot her gun until she was out of bullets, flung her knives until her arms ached and killed chitauri after chitauri until the lights came back on.
"Food is here," Shuri's voice echoed through the room as Harper lifted her goggles from her eyes to rest them on the top of her head.
She yawned once more as she stopped to hang the goggles back up, unclipping the belt from around her waist and placing it on the second hook. Her stomach rumbled loudly as she left the room, allowing the door to slowly close and lock behind her.
"Much better," Shuri said with an arched eyebrow as Harper made her way back over to the desks "Anyone would think you were lashing out," she said with a teasing smile.
"Right," Harper answered as she sat down, closing her eyes and breathing in the mouth watering smells coming from the box sitting on her desk. "So I reached better than fine then?"
Shuri's shoulders rose and fell into a shrug as she brought her fork to her mouth "I guess so," she said with a roll of her eyes "Now eat up Inyoka, we need you to have your strength."
Harper's eyes narrowed before she turned to tuck into her food. Shuri had started to call her Inyoka, the Xhosa word for snake, not long after Harper's first day in the lab. Shuri found it hilarious that her old code name was Black Mamba and yet she shied away from Shuri's own pet cornsnake.
Harper found it less hilarious, but was more than happy to put up with the mocking nickname if it meant the door to the snake's vivarium stayed firmly closed.
They ate in silence, neither realising just how hungry they actually were until tucking in.
They were almost finished, Shuri alternating mouthfuls and continuing to fix up the gauntlets sitting on her desk, when a noise behind them caught their attention.
Harper shrank back when she realised it was Ross, sitting up and pushing himself off the bed he'd been recuperating on.
"Alright, where am I?" he asked as he made his way across the lab floor.
Shuri's eyes narrowed slightly before she turned to face him, placing her hand on her chest "Don't scare me like that, coloniser."
Ross frowned in confusion, his attention solely on Shuri as he stepped closer and closer "Colon-who? My name is Everett-"
"Yes, I know," Shuri answered shortly, "Everett Ross, former air force pilot and now, CIA."
"Right," Ross answered, he sounded groggy as he glanced around the lab "Is this Wakanda?"
Shuri barely glanced up at him "No, it's Kansas."
"Okay. Do I have something to apologise for because you seem to have a problem with me and-" he paused as he turned, his eyes linking with Harper's "Leonie Revoir."
"Harper Rhodes," she corrected as she pushed herself up onto her feet, tucking her hands into the pockets of her jeans.
"Of course," Ross answered with a nod of his head "And you're in Wakanda now…?"
"Yes she is," Shuri cut across "Under the protection of the Royal family."
Ross looked uncomfortable, under the gaze of the two women, as he quickly changed the subject "How long ago was Korea?"
"Yesterday," Shuri said, stepping even closer to Harper's side as Ross shook his head.
"I don't think so. Bullet wounds don't just magically heal overnight."
Harper let out a snort of a laugh "Welcome to Wakanda, Agent Ross."
"It isn't by magic," Shuri grumbled, gesturing over to where Ross had woken from "By technology," she continued as he took a few more steps closer "Don't touch anything. My brother will return soon."
With Ross distracted, Harper sent Shuri a look, mouthing "Will you stop!" across to her with an amused shake of her head.
Shuri pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, the defiant look Harper was getting to know all too well, before she turned to keep an eye on what their guest was up to. He had wandered over to the observation deck, gazing in awe at the exposed vibranium in the mine Shuri's lab overlooked.
"These train things," he began, gesturing to the automated mining carts whipping through the light panels "That's magnetic levitation, right?"
"Obviously," Shuri answered shortly.
"Obviously," Ross repeated, "But, I've never seen it this efficient. The light panels, what are they?"
Harper rolled her eyes as she sat back down in her chair, she knew what Ross was doing. Trying his best to get on the side of the princess while gathering as much information on his surroundings as possible.
"Sonic stabilisers," Shuri said, pushing Harper's feet down from where she had propped them up on her desk, continuing on when Ross sent her a questioning glance "In its raw form, vibranium is too dangerous to be transported at that speed, so I developed a way to temporarily deactivate it."
Almost as though he was trying to gather others into his disbelief Ross even chanced a glance over to Harper "There's vibranium on those trains?"
"There is vibranium all around us," Shuri answered, watching as Ross glanced around the lab "That's how I healed you."
Before he could ask any more questions the unmistakable beep of Shuri's kimoyo beads filled the room and a holographic Okoye appeared at her wrist.
"Where is T'Challa? His kimoyo beads have been switched off," the miniature version of Okoye asked.
"Well we are not joined at the hip, Okoye," Shuri answered with a roll of her eyes, Harper getting back up onto her feet to make her way over to where she was standing.
"Speaking of being joined at the hip," Okoye grumbled before she continued "A man has shown up at the border who claims to have killed Klaue."
"What?" Shuri asked, exchanging a glance with Harper as Ross stepped up to join them.
"W'Kabi is transporting him to the palace as we speak," Okoye explained "We need to find your brother."
"Is he an outsider?" Shuri asked but Okoye shook her head.
"No, a Wakandan."
The three in the lab all glanced up as the image of a man appeared on the large monitor in front of them. He was large, dressed in blue and looming over them almost threateningly.
"Do you recognise him?" Harper asked with a frown.
"He's not a Wakandan," Ross spoke up, stepping closer to them and peering up to the monitor from between them "He's one of ours."
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