Tidal Wave (HoO AND AVENGERS CROSSOVER)

Chapter 18

Disclaimer: I don't own anything PJO/HoO related (they go to Uncle Rick), neither do I own any of the Marvel characters (they go to Marvel studios).

I usually prefer not to describe a person according to their skin tone, because I believe that a person's colour doesn't define them, therefore it is unnecessary for me to know the person's skin tone. But in the movie Black Panther they use that way of describing or talking about people. So when it is from Black Panther's point of view I'm going to describe like that and what not.

Just a quick reminder that Black Panther already knows Iron Man, Black Widow, War Machine, Spider-Man, Captain America, Bucky, Falcon, Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye, and Ant Man from Captain America: Civil War.

Black Panther P.O.V.

Today we are expecting guests from America. The Avengers and some of their... friends? I think that most of them think of them as allies, rather.

The Avengers's new friends are a whole lot of mutants and their friends. Contacts, the greatest weapon a king can have. You're no king without an army or followers.

The date is 14 September. The Avengers told me that there will be a big battle infront of the city on the 11th of October. The war will be between Earth's defenders and Thanos' attack team.

One of the mutants, Annabeth, a smart white girl with curly blonde hair, made plans for the upcoming battle. She filled us in on her plan on a call we had with the Avengers. The mutants were using some other technology, I think. I have never seen that type of technology before, I'm sure my sister will ask them about it as soon as they get here.

We have already started working on the wall we were told to build. It should take another two days at most until we are done.

"My King, the visitors are approaching from the northern side of Wakanda. We have let them through the force field and they should be here within the next five minutes," General Okoye said in her usual firm voice.

"Good, let us go greet them then," I said as I start walking to the landing strip. Okoye follows next to me at my right as usual with about five soldiers behind us. Their spears are sharp and point towards the roof of Citadel, the palace of the Golden Tribe, they are ready for any attacks or threats.

"Sir, the visitors' living area is complete and ready for their use," Okoye said. That is not usually her field of knowledge, but then she might just be trying to get her mind of the upcoming battle. Her troops have been training extra hard since we were notified about it.

"Good, good," I said calmly. My head is at another place, I have no time for small talk. A battle on my grounds are coming, I must focus. We walk the rest of the way in silence. Once we arrive at the airfield we wait for a moment or two and then two S.H.I.E.L.D jets land. Maybe the Americans have a different meaning to landing. Because here in Wakanda when we land aircrafts we usually try not to break them. The Americans on the other hand had a crash landing of some sort.

"Sjoe, brother," Shuri said. She must have heard the commotion and came down fron her lab. "You're white friends really know how to land a jet." I laugh at her sarcastic comment and wait for my guests to leave their aircraft.

Our greeting party consists of Shuri, General Okoye, fifteen or so soldiers and I. The General, my sister and I stand at the front with our soldiers behind us. My hands are behind my back in waiting. Then all of a sudden one of the jets doors open and smoke comes out of it. I hear Shuri mutter a "Eish" or something. Smoke was not the only thing to come out, about ten people came out as well.

"Hello midgardians!" The first man out of the jet yelled. He wore armour and had a big hammer that he was waving around frantically. "You wouldn't have any pop tarts or a napping area?" I stare at him strangely. The man seems very tired and almost drunk.

"Ignore him," Black Widow said. I smile remembering some of the faces from when Tony Stark came looking for my help not too long ago. Black Widow or Natasha is one of the faces I remember.

From the other jet, along with the smoke some other Avengers and mutants, I assume, exit. One of the mutants, a blonde white boy with glasses, is being supported by two other mutants.

I walk closer to the Americans. I see one of them muttering something to Clint Barton. He is another one of the faces I remember. When I come to a halt about 3 meters from them the one who was talking to Clint steps forward and bows while saying," Eh, hello King T'Challa." The man sounds nervous and uncertain.

"We don't do that here," I said looking at him strangely. He gets up and looks embarrassed. Clint laughed at him and a few others giggled or joined in.

In the meantime the mutants had layed down the blonde boy with glasses. The boy looks just as tired as the drunk man who had asked for pop tarts and a napping place earlier, although the boy doesn't look drunk at all. There were two girls at his side, one with a feather in her hair and the other wearing golden armour and a purple cape.

"Frank, can you get us some ambrosia please. The flight really drained him," the girl with the feather said as a big Chinese boy went back into the jet."Thor, can you take ambrosia?" The girl asked the drunk guy, or Thor I assume. He he walks in a zigzag manner to the girl.

"Uhh, yes, demigod!" The man boomed. Demigod?

"Thor! You're delusional! Get over here now and stop talking nonsense," the girl with the armour replied just too fast in a commanding voice. The man walked towards her. The rest of the group except for the girl with the feathers in her hair, the girl wearing armour, the blonde boy with glasses, the Chinese boy and the drunk man, Thor, came towards my people and I.

Out of the corner of my eye I see the mutants taking care of Thor and the blonde boy.

"T'Challa!" Steve Rogers said.

"Captain," I said nodding my head. "Welcome to Wakanda."