Spider-Man: Wakanda [Marvel X Male Reader]

✧ The Target ✧

Wake the fuck up, Wakandan. We have mercenaries to burn.

I shot up from my bed and began yelling nonsense fueled by my state of hysteria.

"Oh my God! Honey, F/n's awake!" I recognized my Aunt Maija's voice immediately, which calmed me a little, but my heart was still racing.

"Where the Hell am I?!" I yelled, mentally I was still at the lab, thinking there were gunmen armed at the ready, but I was just in a daze.

"You're okay, baby! You were transported to the hospital after that terrible field trip! Oh, I knew I shouldn't have let you talk me into signing that form! Bunch of science mumbo jumbo!" She squealed while the sound of footsteps grew closer.

"Well, look who survived, how ya feeling, son?" Asked my Uncle Banji. The man was my dad's younger brother but their relationship was more than complicated when he passed away. My father always said he was 'self-explosive' and 'lacked focus' but as I remember he said that about a lot of people... Besides, Uncle Banji really stepped up when our Mom and Dad died, he took us in and practically raised me and my brother.

"Uh- I'm okay, feelin' normal?.. Guess it's a lot easier to stay calm when you're not in a hostage situation... Oh my God!" I panicked for a moment, "Is everyone alright? What even happened!?"

"Relax, there were no casualties but your teacher, Mr. Mutombo, right?" I nodded, "Yeah, I heard he got the worst of it, some pretty bad stitching and a concussion, but word is he should be alright," My Uncle explained.

"Jesus, I remember too, he was trying to stick up for me and they bashed him right in the head! Those guys couldn't have been just punks off the street, they had to have had military training at some point... What the Hell even was that?!"

"F/n! You better watch that mouth, young man, you know I don't like that kind of talk in this house!" My Aunt proclaimed, always quick to enforce her countless rules.

"Sorry, Auntie- I just panicked! I mean, how long has it even been?" I patted my face but sadly did not have a thick beard growing in, that's like the best part of being in a coma.

"It's only been a day sweetie, your brother was here all day yesterday but he couldn't miss work again," She pulled me in for a hug but quickly separated to inspect me further. "How are you feeling, honey?" She asked again.

"I'm alright, Auntie, but why'd you guys take me out of the hospital?" I don't know, seemed pretty irresponsible all things considered but I knew it was my Uncle who had made the call. That's just how their relationship was.

"Doctors didn't find anything wrong with you and they ran every test in the book, no sense in letting you lay around running up a hospital bill," My uncle reasoned. My aunt kept her face down on the floor, refusing to look me in the eyes, "Besides, you're a tough kid! Knew you were gonna be alright,"

That basically sums up how it was for me growing up, nothing but tough love from my Uncle. Ultimately, I chose to hold my tongue and opted to shift the conversation entirely. I spent time convincing my Aunt I wasn't going to die anytime soon so we could all try and enjoy the Saturday morning. Eventually, I grabbed my towel and phone before heading to the bathroom. Zero texts and a smoother zero calls. And here I was thinking some of my classmates would at least check up on me... Suddenly, as if on standby, I got a video message from MJ.

"Hey, F/n! We heard about you getting out of the hospital, I hope you're doing better!" She was recording at the stadium and in the back her cheer team could be seen practicing a pyramid, "If you are, you should totally come to the game today! But just let me know, okay, I gotta go! Coach is staring me down, Mwah!" She pecked at the screen and the video stopped leaving me with a stupidly wide grin on my face. I finished getting ready but was confronted by Aunt Maija on my way out. She was against me going out by myself so soon but folded after Uncle reasoned it would be good for me to take my mind off what had happened.