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I run to my room like a child and sit down on my bed as I barry my face in my hands as I cry after a couple seconds T'Challa comes in and sits next to me wrapping his arm around me and setting his chin on my head,

"I am risking everything just being this close to you right now, but I needed to comfort you." He says burying his head in my hair,

"W-why are you here I thought you hated me."

"I don't hate you I promise, I must go now but meet me in the back garden in an hour." He Says and leaves.

An hour has past and it is dark by now so I slip in to my favorite dress and grab a lantern then I sneak out to the garden where I am to meet T'Challa, I walk through the path in between roses and stop to smell one and a deep commanding voice with a Russian accent calls out,

"Enjoying the roses princess?" I stand up and clutch my spear in my hand ready to attack,

"Who are you?"

"I'm the person vho vill kill you."

"Not if I can help it now show yourself, coward!"

"I am no coward."

"Says the man that refuses to show his face." I say back and I feel someone grab me and wrap there hand around my mouth muffling my screams they hold something to my mouth and I begin to feel light-headed, the last thing I see is a man with a metal arm and then I am engulfed in darkness.

T'Challa's POV:
I sneak off to the Westin gardens a bit later than I promised because my father was busy giving me a lecture, when I get there I walk to through the rose path and come across some that look trampled I bend down and inspect then and there's a note that reads,

"If you want your precious princess back then you'll have to come get her meet us at the bridge between Wakonda and Westin exactly a week from now.

Sincerely, unknown."

I crumble the paper in my hand and let out an angered growl, then I run to my father to tell him the news before I could he announces,

"We are going for a conference in America son go get ready." I am completely shocked and I don't get the chance to mention Zoya to him, before I know it we're at the conference and I here a boom I jump to protect my father but it was too late he died in my arms after that I've decided I'm tired of people thinking they can do whatever they want to the people I care for I get change and I prepare to fight the winter soldier we fight and I get captured,

"So you like cats?" Ask the man dressed like a bird,

"Sam!" Says the man in a spangled suit

"What dude shows up dressed like a cat you don't want to know more?"

"You're suit vibranium?" Ask the man known as Steve to me,

"The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakonda for generations, a mantle passed from warrior to warrior and now because your friend murdered my father I also ware the mantle of the king, so I ask you as both warrior and king, how long can you keep your friend safe from me?" I ask and that seems to shut both of them right up.

Zoya's POV:

"Let me go, or you will regret it dearly!" I yell and pull against my restraints, a man with long brown hair that goes to his shoulders and a metal arm walks in,

"Oh but my dear does it look like I vill regret it?" He asks then turns his attention to the man with a metal arm,

"Go assistant Vakonda's king." He Says and the man leaves,

"No! You can't do that T'Challa isn't ready to be king!" I yell and the man slaps me,

"You vill stay quiet or else." After that I keep my mouth shut and silently pray for T'Challa to save me.

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