Everybody's got a past.
But Anna Lewis doesn't remember a thing about hers.
One moment she was at home with her husband and baby, the next one she found herself in a dark motel room with a metal-limbed man who tells her she's a lethal assassin. Tha...
Your silence is as bad as their lies, your majesty.
That's what I say to king T'Challa on our way to the Joint Counter Terrorist Centre Building in Berlin. It is Xhosa, his native language. I suppose they taught me how to speak it when they trained me, but it was only triggered I heard some Wakandians talking on a report about the incident in Lagos. I don't believe I'll speak perfectly, but I'm confident he understands me.
The whole trip has been really quiet, but in my defense, I will say that I hate violence. Every time I get in a fight, and I'm conscious to remember it, I always need a few minutes to mentally recover after it. I hate hurting people, even if it is indirectly. Thankfully, over the past two years, I haven't had to engage in many brawls. The only occasions I fought was when Bucky and I trained. Other than that, I always tried to stay clear.
I have nothing to say about you. My enemy is him, not you.
I can't see his expression, he's sitting facing backward to me and we are separated by a grid. Still, I know he's not happy I'm going in the same van as him instead of a secured vehicle like Bucky.
T'Challa saw me running away with Bucky. He knows I am capable of fighting and my connection to Buck is stronger than the others might thing.
I'm very confused by his silence, he didn't tell Rhodes nor the police what he saw. Even if he does it to avenge his father, I won't trust someone who's hunting down the wrong man.
"Hey, hey..." The man sitting beside me, Sam Wilson, cuts off our conversation. "What is going on here?"
"You speak Xhosa?" Steve, sitting next to the Wakandan king, also seems impressed.Sam, on the other hand, appears to be rather offended. "You can't do that. Whatever you want to say to him, you say it in the common language." I don't answer since I don't think they need to know.
T'Challa thinks otherwise. "She's worried because you lied for her."
"I didn't lie." Steve clarifies, turning his head to look at me out of the corner of his eye. "You weren't in Vienna. You didn't have to be arrested."
