The Outsider: Shuri x OC

2016: Klaue

Akoni, Okoye, T'Challa, and Nakia walked through the fish markets of Busan, searching for their target. Akoni wore two metal bracelets around his wrists made of nanites, and kept the two rods that transformed into his blades in his pockets. "Bast willing, this will go quickly... and I can get this ridiculous thing off my head," Okoye complained.  "It's nice.  Just whip it back and forth," Nakia said.

"What?  It's a disgrace."

Nakia walked up to a lady in Korean, and it took Akoni a second to translate.  "소피아.  만나게 to see you," she greeted.  "Who are three?" the lady asked.  "My friends from Kenya. Very deep pockets. They're good," Nakia promised.

"Good for trouble... like you?" She asked. "Look lady, If we were gonna eat you, we would have done it already," Akoni said in Korean. She smiled and nodded to two guards. "I like this one," she told Nakia, pointing to Akoni. The four of them walked through the doors, got past the metal detectors, and looked over the Korean casino.

T'Challa wrapped his arm around Nakia's as they walked down the stairs. "Real smooth T'Challa," Akoni whispered to him. "Spread out. The buyer is likely already here," Nakia commanded. "The woman outside. What trouble was she referring to?" T'Challa questioned.

"Ah... I got into a disagreement with some Ivory traders. Made a bit of a mess."

"And will  be any trouble tonight, Ms. Kenyan Heiress?" T'Challa asked. "Depends... on how quickly we finish the mission."

"Can we  focus?" Okoye asked through the radio. "Thank you."

"Over here. One whiskey, please," Nakia said to a bartender in Korean. "Two," Akoni added, and no one stopped him. However, as he took a sip, he almost gagged. "Well that is not very tasty," he complained, sticking his tongue out. Okoye chuckled at Akoni's reaction.

"Eyes up. Americans," Nakia pointed out.

"I count three."

"Five," Okoye corrected. "How could you miss Greased Lightning there right behind you?

"Six. Just spotted an old friend who works for the CIA," T'Challa added. "It just got a more complicated." Akoni followed T'Challa as he walked up to Everett Ross, who was gambling. "Agent Ross," T'Challa greeted.

"Your Highness."

"You are buying from Klaue."

"What I'm doing or not doing... on behalf of the U.S. government is none of your concern. Now,  the whatever hell you're up to... do me a favor, stay out of my way."

"We gave you Zemo," Akoni reminded him

"Didn't I keep it under wraps that the king of a third world country runs around in a bulletproof cat suit? Or that his... royal guard or whatever is walking around with body armor and a couple of swords sticking out of his back? I'd say we were even. You  need to leave, now."

Akoni smiled. Sometimes the obliviousness of the Americans entertained him. "Klaue is leaving out that door with me. You've been warned," T'Challa informed him.

"Three, craps," said the croupier," as he and Akoni walked away. "Hey, you won!" Ross said. "All right," he finally caved. "Vibranium from the attack on Sokovia links back to a person that I'm not  saying I'm here to make a deal with... but that deal will not be  off. When the dust settles, you and me can work something out," he negotiated. "I'm not here to make a deal," said T'Challa.

"Klaue, plus eight!" Nakia said over the comms

"General."

"In position to  our exit."

"And the Vibranium?"

"I don't see it yet."

"I thought there were no weapons allowed in here," Okoye said.

"There's not supposed to be."

"Somebody did not get the memo. Definitely armed," Okoye informed. "Six more. It's a setup."

"Ikaka!" Akoni cursed under his breath.

"We need to move on Klaue."

"Stand down. We cannot afford a shootout," T'Challa commanded. "You got the diamonds?" Akoni read Klaue's lips ask. "It's now or never," Nakia said. "Stand down!" Okoye ordered loudly in Xhosa. Too loudly. One of Klaue's men recognized the language and ran to her. "Hey. Hey!" he yelled. "I've been made," Okoye said in Xhosa before pulling out her spear.

Akoni activated his swords as well, transforming the bracelets into his suit and gauntlets. He deflected bullets with his swords and took out the guards as quickly as possible.

"Wakandans! They're here!" Klaue screamed. "Kill 'em all!" As he turned to leave, T'Challa jumped over the balcony and cut him off. "Murderer!" he yelled in Xhosa. Klaue's gun clicked, indicating that he was out of bullets.

"You know, you look just like your old man," Klaue stalled while transforming his arm into a sonic cannon. He shot T'Challa off the balcony and into a money machine, making his escape. Akoni ran to T'Challa. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Y-yes," T'Challa answered clutching his head. "Go."

Akoni ran outside, followed closely by T'Challa. "Shuri!" T'Challa yelled through his communication device. "Wait! Which side of the road is it?" she asked.

"For Bast's sake! Just drive!"

"Okay, calm down!" she said, pulling out of the parking lot. "Whoo! Let's go!"

"Akoni!" she then shouted. "Put your sword handles together and click them together. "What are you talking abo-"

"Just do it!"

Akoni did what she said, and the swords transformed into a motorcycle. "You are amazing," he complimented. "I know." After chasing Klaue's convoy onto the bridge, T'Challa pulled a goon out of one of the trucks and he rolled under Shuri's car.

"Hey, what was that?"

"Don't worry about it. You're doing great."

Akoni rode past Shuri and T'Challa, pulling off one of the handles and turning it back into a sword. He used the blade to pop another truck's tires and flip it upside down. "This is awesome!" he yelled, putting the handle back on the cycle.

"Hey, look at your suit," Shuri told T'Challa. You've been taking bullets, charging it up with  energy."

"Pull up near the truck," he said, going under the vehicle and destroying it with a shockwave. "You show-off," Shuri joked. Akoni looked to his side to see Klaue destroy Nakia and Okoye's car. "Are you two ok?" Akoni asked. "We're fine Akoni. Don't let Klaue escape," Okoye reassured him.

Shuri took a sharp right, but Klaue destroyed her car while she was drifting. T'Challa jumped onto a billboard, ran across it, and jumped onto Klaue's SUV, ripping out the tire. Akoni intercepted the truck crash and braked on the motorcycle. He then reverted the handles to their original form and put them on his back.

The arms dealer crawled out of the truck, where he was met by the four Wakandans. "Klaue!" T'Challa yelled. "Did you think we would forget? Look at me, murderer! Where did you get this weapon?"

"You savages didn't deserve it."

T'Challa picked him up by the collar and cocked his arm back. "Oh, mercy, King. Mercy!" Klaue pleaded. "Every breath you take is  from me," T'Challa spat, balling his hand up into a fist. "King! The world watches," Nakia said in Xhosa.

"C'mon guys," let's go, huh?" Ross suggested.