Chapter IV

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           Laying down in the couch breathing heavily his body aching he could feel The Mantis's strikes as if he just got hit with every breath he took. "Ugh." he groans as he gets up to make his way to his bathroom only to be cut off by Akasuki "New partner huh?!" she snaps blowing a bubble with her gum hand on her hip with a needle in the other hand, he looks up with his blood shot eyes wheezing then pushing her out the way holding his hand close to his mouth rushing to the bathroom leaving a trail of throw up mixed with blood. His up chuck continues in his sink he looks up his baggy eyes staring at the reddish-brown gunk hanging from his lip Akasuki runs in panicking, "I got five more ki... he utters before collapsing beside his sink Akatchi! Akatchi! She exclaims running to his side.

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Aku and Akatchi's decease mother lie on the marble table in her triable blue fabric over her body, Okoye hand lie gently on the crying children's shoulders "We call upon Bast to lead the young boy's mother to her ancestors." Queen Mother prays before placing the torch on her body, the red and orange flames dance around her body before consuming it, slowly burning her to ash.

The 12 year old Akatchi stares into the eyes of 16 year old T'Challa "AHHHHH" the two shouts as they charged at each other the dark-skinned teen's hands move swiftly and landing precisely causing Akatchi stumbles to his knees T'Challa rushes in his left bashing his face. "Ugh" Akatchi cries as his blood runs into his mouth.

"I am so sorry Akatchi please forgive me." T'Challa pleads holding his adopted brother in his arms.

"T'Challa! To my side now!"

"Yes Baba." The young T'Challa responds dropping his brother and racing to his parents' side Akatchi attempts to follow but the king signals for him to stay. He sneaks to the side of the column.

"T'Challa as future king you must be ruthless in battle, so you must press harder." T'Chaka stresses

"Snooping, again are we? Hurt yourself sparing again let us tend to this wound and talk about it eh." Okoye says holding the now twelve-year-old Akatchi's hand and walking away with him.

Bandaging his nose "There good as new see." She states smiling.

"No, it's not. Why doesn't he love me Okoye?"

"Oh, he loves you it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Your, different."

"You mean I'm not his son?!" he responds in anger." He turns his back on her, "I do not belong here, I should have died with my mother that day it's my fault anyway."

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Akatchi wakes from his blackout to find himself in his basement his sight blurred and upper spine blazing in pain. "Damn you Suki still preforming the ritual in my unconscious state, I told you that is very deadly." He says when his phone goes off causing his head to pound as if a snare drummer were in it. "Hello." He answers

"Rashad where have you been it has been three days! Yuri yells over gunshots.

"What no I only, OH SHIT I'LL BE THERE IN 30! He freaks out throwing his phone and stumbling to his big screen.

"Wait you don't even know my coordinates or our target!"

"DON'T WORRY I'LL FIND YOU! He responds typing in Yuri's name and watching the map find her location, "Gotcha." He says with a grin.

"SURI! Where are the pain relievers! She comes down the stairs saying teasingly "I figured you would be back at it soon Batman." Snatching the pills, he looks back confusingly and responds, "What the FUCK IS A BATMAN?!

Entering the garage, he leaps on his solid black motorcycle with gold rims, and speeding into the streets. Halfway to his destination he begins to hallucinate his left side lights up in flame with the Goddess of War as for the other a soothing purple with a beautiful black woman both looking down on him.

"UGH! Really right now?" he complains

"This is not how I raised you Akatchi." His mother says in disgrace

"You are no longer Akatchi you are now Rashad Andrews an American hero and the most deadly assassin in Japan even deadlier than Ronan!" the Goddess says slithering more lies in his head.

"LIES! THIS WOMAN BROAGHT NOTHING BUT SUFFERING TO OUR PEOPLE YET YOU SURVE HER!" his mother snaps in Xhosa only for K'Liluna to roar back at her.

SKIIIIIIIRT! The sound of his tires screeching causes him to come back to himself, looking down presenting a warzone. "Mantis what have you gotten yourself into?" he thinks in concern 

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