Traffic rolls around the victory column. Police convoy drives beside the river Spree. Amidst the convoy is a gray armed truck. Inside Bucky wears restraints inside a prison pod. Three armed guards sit on the other side of the glass-walled pod. A police motorbike stops traffic and a van driver looks affronted. The convoy turns a corner onto a bridge across the river. In an SUV T'Challa sits in front of Steve who sits in front of Sam who sits next to me.
Me: So, you like cats?
Steve: Y/n.
T'challa: Y/n you know damn well it is panther.
Y/n: You know damn well it's a panther. No the fuck I don't.
I mocked him. And Steve shoots me a look.
Sam: Dude shows up dressed like a cat and you don't wanna know more?
T'challa: Y/n what's wrong with you?
Me: What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you! You're supposed to be my friend and you damn near killed me out there.
T'challa: Y/n....
Me: Shut the fuck up. I don't want to hear it.
The van went silent and Sam held my hand to comfort me. Soon Steve broke the silence.
Steve: Your suit . . . it's Vibranium?
T'Challa: The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle, passed from warrior to warrior.
Me: No matter what he says that suit still looks like a cat.
T'challa: Okay Y/n all jokes aside. Your friend murdered my father. So, I ask you . . . as both warrior and king . . . how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?
Me: Depends on how long will it take you to kill me?
T'challa: Y/n I don't want to fight you.
Me: Then you shouldn't have tried to kill my friend and me in the process.
T'challa: Y/n listen to me. I didn't....
Me: Fuck off!
I said swinging the door of the vehicle open as it just stopped.
Steve is stony faced as the conversation heads underground. In a light gray walled bunker Bucky's pod is carried away by a forklift. Nearby Steve, Sam and I get out of the SUV and I glance across at Bucky who doesn't spot me.
I walked over to Steve, Sam and T'challa who were standing with a grey haired man.
Me: What's gonna happen to him?
Everett Ross: Same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition.
Me: No thank you.
Maria: This is Everett Ross, Deputy Task Force Commander.
Me: I know who he is. Same guy from Wakanda.
Everett Ross: It's you? You're the one with the powers you really helped us win that fight. Wow you're incredibly powerful.
Me: So you remember.
Everett Ross: How could I not?
Me: So you know it's best to stay out of my way.
I looked at him with a death stare making him nervous. It was clear that I was pissed.
Everett Ross: You guys will have to stay here for a while.
Steve: What about our lawyer?
Everett Ross: Lawyer. That's funny. See that their weapons are placed in lockup. Oh, we'll write you a receipt.
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