𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚗

Ch.15

📍Wakanda
Valencia Onyx (1st Person POV)
5:00pm

I finally wake up. I feel like I'm doing a lot of that lately.

"All done girl." She tells me as she fiddles with some equipment.

I look down at my forearm, no more lights. No more gata, no more impending doom.

"It's out?" I ask.

"And never to be seen again." She smiles.

"I feel no pain." I say, shocked from the difference from my previous experience with stitches.

"I don't know what they had going on in that cave, but this is Wakanda. Pain in medicine is unheard of."

"Thanks." I smile and start to get up.

Shuri runs to my side and helps me off of the table. She ushers me out of the door. It auto-slides open, then I see them.

All of my friends lined up outside of the room, patiently waiting for me. When I say all of my friends, I hope you're getting the full picture. I mean every avenger who I have a relationship with. Peter, Steve, Bruce, Nat, Tony, Wanda, Pietro, Vision, Clint. Everyone. They all waited for me in my hour long surgery, even after a 10 hour jet ride.

They immediately all stand up. Nat and Peter come to my sides to help me.

"Guys, I'm really okay this time. Shuri gave me food and nothing's in my arm anymore. I'm in good enough physical shape to walk for myself, I promise." I urge.

They reluctantly back off, but still walk close behind me as we leave. We walk out of the building to the jet. I wave my goodbyes to everybody in Wakanda and get on the jet.

I try to stay awake, but it's apparent to everyone that I need rest. They tell me it's okay to sleep, and that they'll still be here when I wake. And with that, I'm out again.