Timeless (MCU x Male Reader)

Promise

Klein P.O.V.

I don't get it.

I don't get it at all.

What is that?

I kept thinking as I watched that... That thing move...

What the hell did you do, Zemo?

It was abnormal, in every sense of the word.

The skin was pale unlike anything I've seen before, eyes nearly beast-like, claws and fangs almost shining.

It's hair grew longer, the slightly white shade was more prominent, but not by much.

Drool was at the side of it's mouth, it was looking at me, at us.

The King of Wakanda was right, this guy's dangerous.

If I can even call this thing a 'guy' anymore.

GROWL

It fucking growled.

"Run!"

He didn't have to tell me twice, both T'Challa and I scrambled towards the exit which was the only entrance to this room as well.

I mean, it's not the only one, seeing as T'Challa entered through the ceiling somehow.

ROAR

I heard the screech and I rolled forward on instinct, feeling the ground under me almost shake.

CRASH

The thing crashed into a table, and we ran out the door.

I made it to the door on the other side, and as I turn to look where The Black Panther is I see the other door.

The room with the human flesh.

I forgot all about it.

The Wakandan King approaches me fast and turns to look as well, and we see it.

The creature that was once called Helmut Zemo exits the door we did as well, before stopping.

It's face showed a surprised look, then one of ecstasy as it began to sniff the air.

It's eyes passed us, stopping for only a moment before looking at the cold room.

I could barely see it move as it practically threw itself in there.

BANG BANG BANG CRUNCH SQUELCH

The sounds were horrifying to listen to.

So that's what the human flesh was for, so he could feast on it. Sick fuck.

I look at T'Challa for answers, though I doubt he has any.

"What the hell is that?" I ask, twiddling with my cane to keep my nervousness in check.

"I... Don't know."

That's expected.

"What do we do?" I look behind me at the door, the exit isn't that far from here.

But...

Will we make it before this thing eats everything in there?

It's a giant room filled to the brim with flesh, there's no doubt about that, but...

By the sounds of it, it's tearing the entire room apart.

If we went for it the moment we decided to run, we could've made it most likely.

But now... I'm not so sure.

"We wait. That thing is, or was, Helmut Zemo. There must be a way that we can speak to him." The Black Panther said to me.