Liliah Rogers

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                                     Berlin

Liliah sat in the next to her dad in handcuffs in her regular clothes in a army styled truck. She wore a black shirt and boots with a Jean jacket and ripped jeans. Sam sat behind them in the third seat and Prince T'Challa in the front seat to the very right.

" So you like cats?" Sam asked T'Challa.
" Sam." Steve said.
" What this guy shows up in a cat suit and you don't want to know more?" Sam asked.
" He's from Wakanda. The Black Panther is an age old tradition." Liliah told him.
" The girl tells the truth. The Black Panther is a mantle passed down from generation to generation of warriors. And now since your friend killed my father I now wear the mantle of king. Now I ask you as both warrior and king how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?" T'Challa asked.

" I'm sorry about your father truly. From what I've learned he was an amazing king." Liliah told him.
" Thank you. He was." T'Challa looked back at her.
The two shared a moment of acknowledgment. T'Challa did want to hurt the young girl she was only a year older then his little sister and saw the way she followed her father head first into danger just like he did with his father. However he had to get revenge on Bucky for killing his father. He just hoped he didn't have to seriously hurt the girl to do it.

Liliah wanted T'Challa to find peace after his fathers death. He was way older then Liliah but still young for all this responsibility so quickly. Liliah didn't want to hurt him either he seemed like a very good, genuine person, but she made a promise to her father. And she was keen on keeping it.

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The four "criminals" walked into a room filled with agents and motors.
" Consequences? You bet there'll be consequences. Of course you can quote me on that I just said it. Anything else? Thank you sir." Tony hung up the phone.
" Consequences?" Steve asked.
" Ross wants to two prosecuted." Tony told them.
" And what about me?" Liliah asked.
" Well in America your still underaged. So technically they can't prosecute you but there was a lot of other options being thrown around. I shut them all down, first thing I did was clear your name." Tony explained.

" Thanks Tony." Liliah gave him a genuine smile.
" Just stay here and try not to get in trouble again." Tony told her.
" I'll honestly try my best." Liliah ran her hand through her hair.
" Liliah come here." Nat waved her over.
Liliah nodded and walked towards her.

As soon as she was close enough Nat wrapped her in a hug. Liliah chuckled slightly and hugged back.
" You had me worried for a second kid." Nat told her.
" I know. Probably not the best idea to commit a felony at seventeen." Liliah joked.
" You need to stay out of trouble." Nat pointed her finger at her.
" You sound like Tony." Liliah copied her tone and pointed at her.
" Don't get cute with me." Nat teased.

" Sorry Natty. But if I do hypothetically slip up again what will happen?" Liliah asked.
" Nothing too bad. Community service a few months house arrest. We would never anything terrible happen to you Li." Nat said.
" Thanks Nat. I wouldn't know what to do without you." Liliah smiled.
" No problem Lils. And you'll never have to find out. I'll always be here for you." Nat pulled her in for another hug which Liliah gladly excepted.

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Liliah watch Bucky get questioned with her Dad, Sharon and Sam.
" Why would task force release this photo to begin with?" Steve asked.
" To get the word out there. Involve as many eyes as possible." Sharon guessed.
" Right, it's a good way to flush a guy out of hiding. Set off a bomb, get your picture taken. Get seven billion people looking for the Winter Soldier." Steve started.
" Your saying someone framed him to find him?" Liliah asked.

" Exactly what I'm saying." Steve nodded.
" Steve we looked for the guy for two years and found nothing." Sam told him.
" We didn't bomb the UN. That turns a lot of heads." Steve said.
" Yeah but that doesn't guarantee they would get him it guarantees we would." Sharon explained.
" Right and non of us has ever heard of an undercover agent working for a huge organization just to get what they want." Liliah scoffed.

The three looked at her.
" Yeah..." Steve's eyes traveled from his daughter to the screen.

Only about a minute later all the lights turned off. The motor went blank. Steve looked at Sharon.
" Sub level five. East wing." Sharon told him.
Sam and Liliah stood up and followed Steve. They ran out unnoticed by the mix of the chaos.

Once they got to we're Bucky was all the doors were busted open and all the guards were on the ground knocked out.
" Help help me please." The therapist laid on the ground.
The three walked towards him with Steve in front. Steve started questioning the man when Liliah felt someone behind her. She reached in the front of her pants and pulled out her signature dagger. Yeah yeah ew gross she stuck her hand down her pants but it was the only hiding spot she could put her dagger. Okay moving on.

Liliah turned around and swiped her dagger. Bucky or the Winter Solider jumped back. He kicked her straight in the stomach. Liliah flew back and hit her back and head on the huge cage they were keeping Bucky in. Sam and Steve started fighting him. Sam got knocked back like Liliah and Bucky kicked Steve down an elevator shaft.

Both Liliah and Sam groaned and stood up. The man trying to frame Bucky started running off.
" Evil scientist or the killing machine?" Liliah turned to Sam.
" Evil scientists." Sam nodded.
" Exactly what I was thinking." Liliah walked towards her dagger she had dropped and picked it up.

The two started after the man. They followed him through all the stair wells. Neither of them were in top condition with aching backs and probably a concussion. Liliah and Sam ran out of the front doors of the building. Liliah picked up a black jacket and turned to Sam.

He looked around but couldn't find the man anywhere.
" Dammit." Sam said.
" I'm so over this shit." Liliah dropped the jacket and bent over with her hands on her knees.