I-Panther Emnyama

2 Years Later——————

During the night, the museum grows still like a machine that's powered down. All the bright airiness of the day fades, darkness falls over it like a velvet blanket and all that's left is the low emergency lighting that throws long green beams across the polished floor, reflecting in some of the glass cabinets.

There's not even a breeze to disrupt the paper pamphlets that have been stacked up on the side, but the slightest breath of movement momentarily blocks the light, swirling mist with soft blurred edges seeps through the pores in the wall.

It's the sort of movement that's seen on the peripherals of vision, the kind that breeds rumors of monsters lurking in the dark dragging the shadows with them like coattails.

"Intel says multiple metals of Vibranium sits in this museum. Now because of the incompetence of the Wakandan government, they probably dont even know that their 'ancestral metal' is here. Thats why we're here, to take the metals here and never tell anyone we have it.

Now, Gamma to the 3rd floor, Beta to the second and Alpha with me." The silence is interrupted by the soft whispers of armed intruders.

All dressed in light combat gear- black army cargo pants, and combat boots. Obviously soldiers of so kind.

Random Soldier POV—————

Ten thousand feet up some treeless moonscape of a mountain range in one of the loneliest and sometimes most lawless places in the world. Africa.

Lord knows I can't stand anything about this place. However as a former Nave SEAL I was trained to ignore such things.

It was March, yet hotter than hell, like it is in summer. But still unusually warm for a group of Americans in springtime, even for a Texan like me.

{Did you find the object?} A stern yet feminine voice says over the radio.

"No Ma'am- Wait…Yes Ma'am, We have." The team leader responds.

{Good, wait for the other teams to secure their objectives.}

"Yes Ma'am…-"

The radio signs out.

"-…Hate that bitch"

"Hehe, why'd you agree to join 'Argus' then?" I ask. I should really ask myself this question.

"Tch,….who knows, I miss combat, plus it pays well."

———3rd POV———

T'Challa stops in the shadows, his body shifting back to avoid the dim light, he presses back against a wall deeper in the darkness, where it would have been absolute save for the virescent hue cast by the exit light. He closes his eyes, focusing on where the pulsing was coming from. It was like ripples through the marble floor, vibrating under his feet, up through his bones and resting as a dull rumbling in his chest.

'Still cant get used to these powers. So cool even after 2 years.' T'Challa thinks.

He leaped out into the darkened rotunda marking the centre of the museum, the vaulted ceiling gaping like an empty void overhead and the silvery slants of moonlight piercing the lattice window, casting an eerie cross-hatched spotlight on the snarling T-Rex skeleton that took pride of place in the middle of the exhibit.

He gave it no more than a sideward glance as he slipped past with nothing more than a whisper of stealth-black panther fabric and not even a slight scuff of his soft soled shoes on the marble.

Silently making his way through the museum, he finds his targets. 1 group of 5 military dressed men, trying to steal Vibranium. While the world knows of Vibranium, they only know of a minuscule amount. They think of Wakanda as only having 5 tons in total of it.

3rd POV—————

Black Panther pounces from his high advantage point, throwing Vibranium daggers at men while landing on another's back, breaking it.

"Wh-whoa-"

His life is ended abruptly from the panther claws in his throat.

The sounds of muffled screams and blood spilling could barely be heard on the floor.

——

After the quick bloodbath, T'Challa walks out from the museum, behind a figure similar to his panther armor, was his cousin in the 'White Panther' armor. Also blessed with the panther herb as per request from T'Challa. N'Jadaka, overcome with thankfulness immediately proclaimed his loyalty to him and Wakanda.

The white panther has historically always been the leader of the police force 'Hatut Zeraze'. Which the position N'Jadaka is being groomed into.

"Cousin, have you taken care of your targets." He asks T'Challa.

"Heh, yes I did, I guess we wait for my father-"

"What do you mean, I am already here."

The cousins immediately turn around and face T'Chaka and his Black Panther armor. Less golden features than his own but almost the same.

T'Chaka, calls the Dora Milaje to extract the Vibranium artifacts.

"When we get home, you two need to tell Shuri that the trap she suggested, worked perfectly, also the spy corps too. Now come." T'Chaka tells his son and nephew, both of them nodding in acceptance.

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For romance, Im personally thinking Grail. If you're worried about her being stronger than him and trying to bully him or something, no worries, Black Panther has many ways of becoming a literal god. However that choice is not set in stone, ive seen some pairings I wouldn't mind, im just telling you my thoughts.