The Engineer (Bucky Barnes x OC)

Chapter 1- Prologue

Author's Note: Just a disclaimer, I am not fluent in Spanish, so most of this Spanish is based on my notes from Spanish class. If I get something wrong, please feel free to correct me!!!

[Translations will be set up like this for those who aren't fluent in Spanish.]

Also, I haven't had trouble with this yet, but any hating comments that are viewed as racist or homophobic will be promptly reported and removed. Thank you for understanding!

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Post "Black Panther", 2016

Nico Mullin's POV

Wakanda. 

It was unlike anything I had ever seen before.

It was huge, with ginormous towers and buildings that were bigger than skyscrapers. They even had flying vehicles zipping around. 

"Welcome," said Shuri, my guide and also co-worker/boss. "This is the real Wakanda,"

"Dios Mío," I muttered under my breath. [My God] "This place is definitely not a farm country,"

"Oh, certainly not," Shuri replied, smirking. "Come, I'll take you to your lab,"

My new job was gonna be awesome.

Shuri led me into the biggest building I'd ever seen in my life, with its gleaming gold sides and silver linings. 

If I was excited before, that was nothing compared to what I was in that moment.

We entered the silver elevator, me gawking at the beauty of the building, and went up about a couple hundred floors before reaching the one Shuri wanted to take me to.

When we stepped inside, I was shocked. 

A long, pristine silver and platinum hallway stretched out in front of us. In awe, I took a few steps in, trying to comprehend the beauty of the place. 

"Yup," I whispered, "Definitely not farmland,"

Shuri laughed and led me down the hall. We passed a couple of marked doors, a couple of them with names that looked way too long to be names, and a couple of them marked with names so short it looked like they just threw letters together.

Then again, that's what all names look like to foreign countries.

I vividly remembered the time in 3rd grade when my English teacher tried to tell me my name was supposed to be pronounced "Nick-oh".

Honey, my name is Nico. Nee-Koh.

Yes, my name is Nico Mullins and I am biracial. I am Latino, to be more specific. 

Oh, and it's just about time I reveal a little something to you- 

My mom is Mexican and my dad is white. 

God, I love it when I get to explain that to people. 

I guess I've gotten so used to explaining to people that I'm not entirely Mexican that whenever someone asks I feel the gravitation to go into depth about why I am both white and Mexican at the same time.

Sorry, I just wanted to clarify. 

Anyway, back to the labs. While I was getting annoyed with my 3rd grade English teacher all over again, I realized Shuri was already slowing down. I slowed down as well and looked at a door she was pointing to. A plaque beside it said, "Nico Mullins". 

She gestured to the room next to it, which had a plaque next to it that read, "Shuri and Nico combined lab, do not enter without authorization".

"Cool," I said, dumbfounded.

"Take a look," Shuri prompted.

I carefully grasped the doorknob of the door to my lab and turned it, pushing it into the room. 

Inside was the largest lab I had ever been authorized to work in.

The desks and tools were polished and clean, I had a stack of paper and a shelf of pens, pencils, and erasers, and best of all, it had the biggest window in the history of ever that overlooked the great city.

"It's perfect," I decided. 

"Great," Shuri grinned. "I'll let you check it out, and I'll be back in a couple of hours for supper,"

With that, she left the room, leaving me to do whatever I pleased in the lab she had presented me with. 

Obviously, as any other sane person would do, I jumped right in.