Nats POV:
I was at The United Nations, a modern complex of interestingly-shaped high rise buildings.
News Reporter: At a special United Nations conference 117 countries have come together to ratify the Sokovia Accords.
Y/n must be watching this right now. I can't seem to shake of the look of disappointment she had on her face yesterday.
T'Challa wears a sharp suit and stands, looking through a glass wall. I was about to walk up to him to say hi. We never really talked he really only knew y/n. When I was about to walk over I was stopped.
"Excuse me, Miss Romanoff?" A UN staffer said behind me.
"Yes?" I replied.
"These need your signature." She says and I sign it.
T'Challa looks over at me as the staffer thanks me."Thank you."
"Thanks." I say back.
"I suppose neither of us is used to the spotlight." He says.
"Oh, well, it's not always so flattering." I reply.
"You seem to be doing alright so far. Considering your last trip to Capitol Hill . . . I wouldn't think you would be particularly comfortable in this company." He said with a smile.
"Well, I'm not." I respond.
"That alone makes me glad you're here, Miss Romanoff." He says.
"Why? You don't approve of all this?" I asked.
"The Accords, yes. The politics, not really. Two people in a room can get more done than a hundred. You're here but something is bothering you." He says and I sigh.
"Y/n.... We're not on the best terms now because of all this." I tell him everything.
"I'm sad to hear that she won't be joining us today but knowing y/n I know why not. If I was her I would do the same." He says.
"If everyone could please be seated. This assembly is now in session." A man on the speaker says. I smile at T'challa and take my seat.
King T'Chaka: When stolen Wakandan vibranium was used to make a terrible weapon, we in Wakanda were forced to question our legacy. Those men and women killed in Nigeria, were part of a goodwill mission from a country too long in the shadows. We will not, however, let misfortune drive us back. We will fight to improve the world we wish to join. I am grateful to the Avengers for supporting this initiative. Wakanda is proud to extend its hand in peace.
"EVERYBODY GET DOWN!" T'challa shouts.
An enormous explosion goes off between two buildings and destroys the conference hall. T'Challa finds his father lying on the floor with his eyes closed. He grabs his father's wrist and feels for a pulse, but his father lies still. Devastated T'Challa lies across his father. He lifts him up and rocks him in his arms.
*End of POV*
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We were sitting in a hotel watching the conference until it all of a sudden cut off after T'challa scram. Something is definitely wrong over there.
News anchor #4: More than 70 people have been injured. At least 12 are dead, including Wakanda's King T'Chaka. Officials have released a video of a suspect who they have identified as James Buchanan Barnes.
"What?" I said confused.
News Anchor #4: The Winter Soldier. The infamous HYDRA agent, linked to numerous acts of terrorism and political assassinations.
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