Black Panther Imagines (COMPLETED)

Damn Eyes 2

Just how fast she got out.

She got right back in.

No one noticed or suspected a thing.

Well except for her sister.

"I'm here to protect you, Yn! How can I do that if you're sneaking off to a whole 'nother continent!?" Yn huffed and played with her fingers, "Okoye, you're blowing this up for no reason!" "My little sister just risked her identity and the rest of Wakanda and for what? To prove a point?"

Yn scoffed and stomped her foot, "It's not just a point I'm trying to make! We always wait around and let danger come to us but has anyone actually taken action?"

"T'Challa, Nakia and I almost had a hold of Klaw. He was sitting right there in that interrogation room until he escaped!" Yn chuckled and licked her lips, "Key words, big sister. You almost had him."

Shuri rushed in with an unreadable look on her face that caused the conversation to shut down. "Shuri, we were talking. How rude." Yn scolded but Shuri just shooed her off.

"Now is not the time. It's an emergency, Okoye, T'Challa needs you."

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"DEAD?!" Yn screamed.

Sadly Yn wasn't there to see what was going on since she was still angry at Okoye. She didn't know about the new addition to the family, and she most definitely didn't know about T'Challa's death. Even though she was a wild one and a rebel, T'Challa was very close to her and his death took a toll on her just like everyone else.

"N-no, he's not! This is a joke." The silence of sister gave her the answer she didn't want. Yn dropped and broke down crying, "Who would do such a thing? All T'Challa wanted was peace and a monster come to destroy everything! Who is he? Where is he?" Yn got up as anger flowed through her body like a river.

Know one will kill the king and get away with it.

"We can't do anything. This man is actually related to T'Challa, so the fight was his birth right. He won and now we have to deal with it." Okoye said lowly causing Yn to snap her head in her sisters direction.

"You may have to, but I'm not. Take me to him, Okoye. Now."

Okoye and Yn was met with the big double doors. Okoye looked at her little sister with a look of concern, "He's not what you think. This man is dangerous and even though we are strong, he's even stronger." Were the last words of Okoye before she turned and left her sister to be met with the new king.

She knocked on the door and the bass of the voice from the other side caught her off-guard. "Who is it?" Her silence must have pissed him off since he swung the doors open but stopped midway when he seen who was the interruption.

A smirk appeared on his face before he licked his lips, "Look who we have here. I knew we'll see each other again."

Yn breath got caught in her throat as she slowly backed away but Erik's hand got a hold of her arm to pull her back. He clicked his tongue and shook his head, "No, no, no baby girl. You're not just gonna leave a brotha hanging. We have a lot to catch up on."

After closing the door Erik pushed Yn against it, putting both of his hands on the sides of her head as he pushed up against her. He could feel the fear and anger raging from her body and he found it quite a bit funny.

"I knew from the moment I saw you, that we had something in common. Yet the thought that we both have Wakandan blood running through our veins never crossed my mind. Funny how life works, huh?"

"You murdered our king."

"Murder. I never liked that word, more like rightfully overthrown. But yes, your precious T'Challa is gone, it's King Killmonger now."

Yn seethed but couldn't help to like the dominance she was receiving. "I will not bow down to you. Not now, not ever."

Erik growled and gripped her neck, "Looks like you have no fucking choice. I run shit now you hear me?" When she didn't answer his grip got tighter, "Do you hear me?" "Y-yes!" "Yes what?" "Yes, m-my king!" He finally backed up and let her go, Yn breathed heavily on the floor and looked up at him.

"I should have slit your throat when I had the chance." Erik laughed childishly  "But you didn't! How would Wakanda know that one of their fighters in training lead them to destruction? It'll be over for you." Yn got up and turned to leave but was stopped.

"I never got your name, I know it's just isn't 'FL'." Deciding to just play it safe for now, she turned around and looked him in the eyes.

Those damn eyes.

"It's y/n. My king." Erik nodded while circling her. "Yn. Yn, Yn." She wanted to punch him in the face by the way her name rolled off his tongue.

Is it wrong that I'm so oddly fond of him?

"Well Yn, I suggest you get use to me or leave before it gets crazy."