One-shots.

-=Ducky=- ^

Can you tell what ship this is? I just made up this ship name by the way.
For the beginning, everyone accept Delirious is gonna be a cop. By everyone I mean the BBS Crew.

"Get him, boys!" Evan yelled as Tyler and Marcel chased after the insane man, who accidently got caught during his murder. Delirious turned to see them catching up to him, he growled and glared running faster. He was thankful that he stayed in shape, damn cops and their donuts.

He saw a waterfall, he skidded to the edge sending rocks flying down. He smirked as the cops came closer. He did a front flip off the edge into the water. It was freezing, he didn't care. He basically lived in water, literally.

He popped out of the water as he looked at the waterfall, it was far away now. He noticed he was in somewhere different. It was hot, and dry. But the water was nice, he looked at all the trees and crawled out of the river. Coughing up water, he laid on the side of the river.

After a while of gathering himself up, he carefully stood up. He was in strange territory that was for sure. He then noticed he couldn't walk through this weird barrier. He knocked on the barrier, of course it wasn't a door, he just had to try.

He then was greeted by a bunch of African-Americans. Who came out of the barrier, they tilted there heads and then spoke.

"Who are you, what do you want traveler." The man who was suppose the leader, questioned me. I just stuttered, "I-I come from America, I just got here, and I was looking for a place to stay. I don't really have a home."

He just looked at me and glared, then raised an eyebrow. Then some guy with long hair walks out of the barrier also. He pushed past the man, I was soaking wet, even though I was drying fast in the hot air. "Come, you can stay in my place." He smiled, his bright blue eyes flashed of happiness.

"White Wolf, you can't let this man in without speaking to the king!" The man glared at who they call, 'White Wolf'. He shrugged them off, "The king owes me a favour, and I respect him being cautious of letting strangers in. But this man is gonna die without food and water. When he is well rested and fed, he will be on his way." White Wolf explained. The guard sighed and walked back in the barrier.

"Come, I'll take you to the king." White Wolf smiled once more and pulled me through the barrier. I just noticed he was missing an arm, I shrugged it off and followed him to the big palace. I stared in awe, of how we didn't have this in America.

We walked into the palace, it was very fancy, elegant, well of course.. this is where the king lives. He opened the door with one hand, letting me in first. I quickly thanked him, he just nodded and looked at the king. He looked very king like, in my opinion.

"Who is this, White Wolf?" He questioned, turning his head to White Wolf, then to me. I looked nothing like these people. Blue jacket, grey shirt, black pants, black shoes, and of course the hockey mask. I awkwardly looked away, I just walked up slowly.

White Wolf followed, he just crossed one arm to his chest. "T'Challa, this man needed food and shelter till he can get back on his feet. He came from America, that's all the information we know about him." He backed up, I followed embarrassed.

"Come, we will go to Shuri's lab." He got up from his seat and walked to his sisters lab. Once again, I followed awkwardly. "Don't be shy, we don't bite. Maybe just a little." His accent rolled off his tounge. Then chuckled afterwards, he walked down the stairs into the lab.

"Ah! Brother, nice seeing you, and White Wolf or, Bucky I should say. Who is this fine fellow?" She looked at me. I looked at her, before I could say another thing, T'Challa beat me to it.