Y/N looked around amazed.
This place is so different from New York. She thought.
She wandered the streets of Wakanda and looked at the homes. But the sound of traffic in the distance caught her off guard. Sirens came around and screams broke out. She jumped...
And that's when she met him...
Your POV
I ran over closer to the sound. It was terrifying but I didn't want anyone hurt so I ran to where the screams were leading me.
"HELP! HELP PLEASE!" A woman with a horrified expression was crying her heart out. Next to her was a car crash.
I made my way to the lady, "What's wrong?"
"My son is in the car." She pointed at a blue car that was on fire. I tried to get in but I couldn't.
Just then a figure dressed in a black costume ran in the car and took the kid out. The figure gave the kid to the woman.
I hesitated to speak but did so anyways, "W-who are you?"
The man turned around and took off his mask, "I am T'Challa the king of Wakanda."
I blushed, "The k-king? P-pleased to meet you...my name is Y/N."
T'Challa gave a warming smile, "I'm glad your here. Do you have any place to stay?"
I gave a shy smile back, "N-no."
"Alright. Come, I have a room for you."
"W-Wait no. That's very kind...but I'd be at your place for too long."
"That's alright. Stay as long as you'd like."
"King T'Challa, with all due respect, I don't have a house. I'd be living in yours then and I don't want to-"
"Yes, you do have a house."
I paused, "Wait, what?"
He started to walk away, "Follow me."
I kept my mouth shut and followed along. I didn't want to be rude so I didn't argue. He's kind enough to take me in. I thought, I hope he doesn't mind. I'm a mess. It's a surprise Tony Stark dealt with me.
As soon as we knew it, I was in front of this beautiful white house! It was almost like a palace. It must've cost a fortune.
"Here we are."
I gasped, "It's b-beautiful."
T'Challa only nodded and gave me a smile. I followed him to my room.
"Wait..this is my room?!" I almost fainted.
The doors opened automatically. The room was huge! A big king sized bed caught my eyes. There was a massive window with a beautiful view.
"Yes. If you need anything, you can holler," T'Challa was chuckling at my reaction.
I felt myself in aw. No way! No way! No way! This is even better then Stark tower! Not as big, but it's wayyy cooler.
I turned around wanting to thank him but as soon as I did, he was gone.
Wow. He's fast.
T'Challa's POV
Y/N's reaction was adorable. But I was in a hurry with a meeting with the council.
"My king, if you don't mind my asking, who was that girl?" One of the members asked.
"She's the new household member. I recognize her from somewhere. She didn't have a home so I took her in."
We continued our meeting. A couple of times I caught Y/N spying.
She's kinda cute.
*Time skip*
It was getting dark. I knocked on Y/N's door to check up on her. But all I could hear was silent sobs.
"Y/N? Is everything okay?" I asked in a quiet voice.
I heard a couple sniffs, "Y-Yeah. I'm fine. Just-"
I heard a pause and footsteps towards the door.
"-Remembering something.." She finished.
I felt unsure, "Okay. Let me know if you need anything."
I barely heard her, "O-Okay."
A wave of worry rushed onto me. I headed up to my room.
I sure hope she's okay.
Your POV
Both my parents were elves. The most powerful and kind elves you could ever meet. But in the elven kingdom, war broke out and unforgivable deaths occurred. My little brother, Sakid, passed away two years ago due to service in the army. He was only 13 at the time.
My parents kept a secret. And that secret was me. Only my brother and sisters knew about me. But the only reason why I was kept secret is because I have a rare power that is desired in the kingdom; I can run faster then the speed of light and my hearing skills are off the charts. Not only that, but I can shape shift. But I never use my powers unless it's behind the mask or with no one around. Even Tony hardly saw me using them unless I was fighting.
The only reason why there was a war was because people found out about me. They wanted my blood. People against the king (my father) tried to break in and find me. Even guards were unsafe. People created civil wars and Sakid fought to protect me. But then he died, my father fought as well. My father ended up burned to death and my mother, she went missing when the war just started.
"Y/N...I know I left for a while but I have food. You skipped out on dinner my sister and my mother where dying to get to know you," T'Challa's thick accent entered my room.
"S-sorry. You can come in."
T'Challa walked in with a worried look on his face. I wiped away a few tears.
"Everything alright?"
I nodded as T'Challa placed a plate of food on my bed.
"Talk to me," He said in a calm voice.
"I-I...I don't think I can..."
I but my hair behind my ears. Then I realized; MY EARS!
I then quickly covered my ears up with my hair.
"Y/N!?" T'Challa looked surprised.
I felt my face burn.
"A-are you an elf?"
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Under The Moon (Black Panther x Reader)
FanfictionYou wanted a fresh start away from New York after everything that had happened. So you moved to Wakanda. As you try to get away from the past, you meet T'Challa. War occurs and rare diseases break out. What comes next? I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING. ALSO...