The Peace of Our time...

Destruction

It was now the night before Mia and T'Challa's big wedding. Mia and T'Challa's mom ended up bonding over dress shopping and now were best friends.

"Ok try these on." Mia said. They were a bright vibrant orange colored bridesmaid dresses.

"It's been three weeks, and now I look like a freaking pumpkin." Charlotte laughed.

"Oh stop, you are pregnant you can't help showing." Mia said.

"It's the great pumpkin Charlie Brown." Charlotte said under her breath.

"So when do we get to see your dress?" Danielle asked zipping up her dress.

"Not until tomorrow, the only people who knows what it looks like is me and the queen." Mia said.

"Mia, can you come up here for a moment, we have a few things to look over for tomorrow." T'Challa's mom said walking down the steps.

"Of course. You guys can hang up the dresses when you are done with them." Mia said and ran up the steps.

"Honestly I think I've come to a discovery that this orange is my color." Danielle said looking into the mirror.

"Hey guys. Wow you guys look amazing." Peter smiled walking into the room.

"Hey I thought you were trying on your suit." Charlotte said.

"Yeah it doesn't really take that long, you look beautiful." He said kissing her forehead.

"Stop lying, I'm trying to figure out if I look more like a pumpkin or a basketball." Charlotte said looking in the mirror again.

"Oh stop. You are amazing and you make me fall in love with you even more every time I see you." Peter smiled. Suddenly Charlotte began having a vision. Destruction, massive massive chaos on the fields of Wakanda. She looked around, buildings were on fire, people running for their lives, people's lifeless bodies dropping minute by minute. Charlotte looked around for familiar faces or any hints at the time of the event.

"Where did she go? Have you seen her?" A voice said panicked. Charlotte quickly turned around but didn't see anyone.

"Hello Mr. Bram." Another voice echoed.

"Finally we have peace, all thanks to her." Another voice echoed.

"Where is T'Challa! Did he make it? Is he ok!" A voice cried. "Oh no not him! Why him! He didn't deserve to die! It's all your fault!" A voice screamed. Charlotte then snapped out of it and she stumbled back.

"Woah you ok?" Peter asked catching her and helping her regain her balance.

"Oh no. No no no no." Charlotte said collecting her thoughts.

"What is it?" Danielle asked walking over to her.

"I need T'Challa and the head of his defenses." Charlotte said.

"Ok I'll get them." Danielle said and ran off.

*an hour later*

"Do you know when this is supposed to happen?" T'Challa asked.

"No, I tried my best to look around for clues, but it was here and I think it's soon. All i care about is that we are on high alert during the wedding. Everyone needs to be armed and ready for a battle if it comes to it which I pray it doesn't." Charlotte said.

"Ok, we can do that, I will let the others know and spread the word, thank you for telling us now." The head of the defenses said and walked off.

"T'Challa I'm so sorry this happened now." Charlotte said