[ Wakanda or America ]

Prologue

[1992]
Third Pov
We all know how Prince N'Jobu, younger brother of T'Chaka, was sent to America as a spy. And another named Zuri to spy on him. We know how N'Jobu was stealing vibranium out of Wakanda with the help of Klaue for his personal use in weapons and potential shipment to other nations. We knew of his ambitions towards these things. We knew how he desperately wanted to help the people of this new world and how his view of Wakanda changed.

How Wakanda, what he once thought was a proud and noble nation, to be selfish and greedy. Turning their backs on the people who needed them and the resources they hold. To him, they were doing more harm and good only looking out for themselves. He desperately wanted to change that factor. And thus ended up betraying Wakanda. Betraying his own country whilst supposedly doing work for them.

We also know how Zuri was reporting everything that N'Jobu did back to Wakanda. The person that N'Jobu trusted with his life, betrayed him, all for the sake of honoring the Wakandan name. How hurt and ashamed N'Jobu must've felt in that moment we could never know.

And for the King to appear all of a sudden, so friendly and welcoming to his comrade. Without even the slightest thought that he could ever be found out or rejected so harshly. N'Jobu must've felt devastated.

To be found out, to be mocked out of his personal beliefs, to be expected to come back and face trial for his actions, by his own brother and the current Black Panther, T'Chaka.

All of this we see take a great toll on N'Jobu as his emotions reach a pinnacle and he takes action for himself. Choosing to attempt to kill Zuri for his betrayal. Only to be stopped and killed at the hands of T'Chaka. At the hands of his own flesh and blood.

Some would say he deserved it. Some would say he died with honor. And some would probably agree with his beliefs and actions. That is, if they knew the full story of what transpired that night.

Unfortunately, Zuri was sworn to secrecy by the King himself. To never say a word of this to anyone. Possibly as a countermeasure to make sure nothing like this would ever happen again. As a way to protect his people and the secrets they hold on the vibranium and technology.

We know all of this. We also know that N'Jobu happened to fall in love with a native. Resulting in a child. A child that was full in Wakandan blood and descent. A child, that was royalty. A child that was left behind by his own people and left to discover for himself that his own father was killed. Killed by his family. The loneliness and heartache he faced when he found out is unimaginable. How much pain that child had to endure.

The child was left to harden his hatred for his own people. To enact revenge on his father's behalf and beliefs. To take back what was stolen from him and more.

Because to him, all of Wakanda was to blame for the death of his father. They were all to blame for why he had to take such drastic measures just to prove a point and be humble to those in need. They were all at fault, for something they didn't know. Though he was unaware of that at the time. He was unaware of most things having to do with Wakanda at the time. His only way of finding out was reading the notes left by his father.

All of this, we're aware of. Though, there's one key factor that no one, not even the child himself is aware of about N'Jobu.

Did you know...

That when N'Jobu was sent to America as a spy, that he brought his lover from Wakanda with him? And in the time they spent there, they had children?

In total, N'Jobu is a father to...

Not one....
Not two....
But three.
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Hi hi! I hope you enjoyed the first few chapters! I basically got this from the movie since I don't know much about Marvel. Keep reading and enjoy!