The small kingdom of Wakanda, even with all of the good it's done, has its fair share of enemies. Some have stolen from the kingdom, and some wish to steal the kingdom itself. A man by the moniker of Killmonger wishes to sit upon the throne of the A...
" I'm just going into the museum, baby," Erik states simply as he puts on a pair of gold wire-framed glasses, " Relax."
But as he goes to exit the ambulance, Zhara brings her leg forward, planting her foot on the metal wall to prevent him from moving so much as an inch.
" Ndinike iimpendulo (Give me answers)" She orders in her father's native tongue.
And a chuckle from the front of the ambulance makes her turn her head.
" Fiesty one, isn't she?" A man with South African accent teases, revealing himself to have grey hair with tattered skin, along with a brand that raises suspicions within Zhara.
" Not always," Erik scoffs as he locks eyes with his girl, " Do you trust me?"
" Yes, Erik, but--"
" Then stay in here. You're safe here."
But Zhara doesn't budge.
" Would I ever do anything to hurt you? To put you in danger?" He questions, " Trust me."
And before Zhara moves her leg, she nods. She then allows him to exit the ambulance, still extremely unsure of her surroundings. She doesn't like it, and she sure as hell doesn't trust it. Erik never withholds information from her... something is different. Something is wrong.
Zhara's eyes shut, head resting against the metal wall as she keeps herself grounded. Her breathing is steady as the spiritual oasis of her mind connects her to that of which helps her stay strong. Helps her reaffirm her faith in Erik. She loves him with all her heart... but he just seems so different compared to the man who's held her heart for so long.
But the harsh opening of the ambulance rear breaks her focus. The stretcher is pulled out by the two men in the front, then the doors are promptly shut without another word, leaving her all by herself in the metal coffin on wheels.
And roughly five minutes later, the doors are opened yet again with Erik being wheeled in on the stretcher and a new face joining the ambulance. A woman with dark hair and dark skin. The minute the doors are closed, Erik tosses the white sheet off of his body and looks at his girl with a smirk, but she's far from amused.
