"I'm gonna look for my body, yeah
I'll be back like real soon
I'm gonna look for my body, yeah
I'll be back like real soon
I'm gonna look for my body, yeah
I'll be back like real soonBut you know that a king is only a man
With flesh and bones he bleeds just like you do
He said "Where does that leave you"
And "Do you belong?" I do I doBe leery 'bout your place in the world
You're feeling like you're chasing the world
You're leaving not a trace in the world
But you're facing the world..."Solange – "Weary"
Erik stood in the lobby of the hospital and stared at the information desk. His feet felt like one hundred-pound weights were attached to them. Pulling out his cell he looked at Twyla's number and rested his fingers on the call button. His stomach churned and his chest felt like someone was stepping down on it.
"Killmonger..."
Erik turned his head to the left and saw Yani's baby sister Anika holding two cans of soda. She stood near a soda machine with swollen eyes and a puffy face. He exhaled fast and walked over to her.
"Am I...is she—"
Anika's face broke and Erik felt his legs buckle. She reached out to steady him.
"She still here. But she's so weak."
Erik wiped his hand over his face a few times and took in deep breaths.
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"Wet Sugar" (A Black Panther Fanfic)
FanfictionErik "Killmonger" Stevens has fully embraced his new identity as Killmonger and infiltrated a mercenary group with ties to Ulysses Klaue. Invited to St. Thomas in the U.S. Virgin Islands to meet for the first time, Klaue is impressed with Erik, unaw...