No Time to Die - Bucky Barnes

Chapter 4

Ludwig Göransson ft. Baaba Maal - Wakanda

The last time you were in a plane you were going on your last mission for Hydra. The last mission before you escaped. After that, you didn't bother boarding on another. Your desired modes of transportation consisted of cargo trains and ships. They had multiple places to hide and some had frequent stops, perfect for fast getaways. 

Now you're back in a sleek black jet once again, flying to a country you didn't know existed until a few days ago. You felt every molecule of the jet. From the roaring engines to the buzzing comms. At one point it became too much input.

It wasn't often that too much input has been filtered into your brain but whenever it did happen it felt as if your brain was going to explode. You couldn't focus and your vision blurs. A wave of nausea runs through you and you gripped on your seat. "What not a fan of planes?" Romanoff smirks, leaning back into her seat. Natasha, Bucky, Wanda, Vision and Tony were flying with you. Bucky and Vision had checkups on their respective Vibranimum parts. While their counterparts decided to join. Tony wanted to come as well. He claimed it was for your benefit so that you're not alone but you're pretty sure he would just like to see Wakanda.

"You okay there, Smarty?" Tony rubs your back. By the looks of it, you look as if you were going to throw up. Your head was in your hands while your elbows rested on your knees. You nodded your head. "Mmhmm." That was all you were able to force out.

You didn't need a back rub. No, you needed something else to focus on instead of the noise in your head. Bucky knew as much. Where did this information come from? He wasn't sure but he knew what to do yet couldn't. It felt too intimate to know that information, to help you ease the pain. He was chained to his spot. Natasha's fingers act as handcuffs keeping him in place.

Wanda also hated seeing you like this. She thought that she could be of help getting your mind to quiet down. Entering your mind it felt as if she went to a rock concert right by an airport. Wanda was pushed out of yours right back into hers. She held onto her own head, fumbling back on Vision who steadied her.

"What did you do to her." Natasha jumps from her seat. "She didn't do anything, Nat. It was all me." Wanda immediately stepped up to defend you. "What did you see love," Vision asks. "Let's just say it's a good thing we're going to Wakanda."

"That's if I find wherever it is," Clint yells from the cockpit. He was just the pilot this time around. Dropping off you then extending on to pick up some of the other avengers who had a mission in Asia. "To your left." You weakly pointed out and to his surprise, it was there. "I felt the energy signature of the force field." You answered everyone's questions that they wanted to ask but didn't voice.

Right on queue, a portion of the force field opens up to let the jet fly in. It was a blast of energy running through your veins and this would be the first time you feel the grim reaper literally try to push through to take control. You pull yourself up from your seat as the jet lands, managing to stand on your own two feet and wait for the jet to open up.

You are welcomed with a blast of warm air. You hear a squeal and another voice that hushes the first. "Oh my god, oh my god. It's actually you. I can't believe it. Do you mind signing your works?" A teenage girl jumps up and down in front of you. You laughed a little at her antics but couldn't help but accept the fan girl moment.

"Shuri. You'll have time to pick her brain later. Let them come into the palace." Your brain connected the dots. The jumpy teen was the genius who fixed Bucky and will be able to fix you. You couldn't wait to learn more about the gifted girl. "Sorry brother. But she is brilliant."

"I've heard you have quite the mind as well." She lights up at your compliment, attaching herself to your arm and walking you towards her brother. "King T'challa. I must thank you for your kindness and hospitality." He was the first royalty you've meant that you weren't ordered to kill. You shake his hand, unaware of how to properly greet the king of Wakanda. "There is no need to thank me. We are happy to help. Plus any friend of the white wolf is a friend of ours."