Chapter Fifty-six(56)

"Or they try to be" the young girl in the room commented and her older brother, T'Challa laughed

"Ah, My Young Princess" Okoye said turning to the young girl who she had ignored earlier

"Why is T'Challa the only one allowed to go overseas" she asked

"That is because your brother is older and maybe when you are his age, you may be allowed to go visit Elysium too" Okoye said to comfort her but deep down she knew that if all goes well, her father, T'Chaka would never allow her outside Wakanda's walls.

Of course, this wasn't as a result of any form of preferential treatment but rather because T'Chaka considered the outside world to be a place full of barbarians and he didn't want his precious daughter to see such a world. Adding to that, even she herself would ever agree to Shuri leaving the nation's comfort. The outside world was full of crime and they treated woman in any way they wanted, rape and murder was at an all time high on the outside world but in Wakanda things were way different. It was the ideal home for all independent women in fact it was the ideal home for all.

(A/N: please can someone explain to me how the past tense of steal is theft when there is a word like Stealth in existence. I swear English is weird)

"Of course, when you get older" King T'Chaka replied with a weird expression on his face. It was obvious that the thought had never crossed his mind and he was absolutely terrified of such a thing ever happening.

"Of course, we can't let the prince leave Wakanda without any form of protection, so I propose we send…"

"Don't worry Okoye, I won't need any security while out there after all we don't want much attention to ourselves and besides too much security makes it look like we don't trust their security system" T'Challa finally spoke up

"No… no, Okoye is right but you are also right, I think you would need at least someone to follow you there to ensure your safety" King T'Chaka said after a brief moment of thinking.

"What about me, I promise, I will protect T'Challa very well" Shuri said then struck some sort of pose that resulted in all of them laughing

"Your highness, your attention is needed" a voice called out from behind them

"Oh coming!" Shuri responded then ran out of the room with the owner of the voice

"That's Shuri everybody" a voice shouted in the background, get out of my book Deadpool

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Elysium,

Main Island,

On the main island on Elysium, a certain event was going on and several people could be seen entering and leaving a large stadium-like building. Many of these people were dressed strangely and looked completely out of character especially in a setting as Sci-fi like as Elysium was but nobody seemed to mind this, in fact many could be seen taking pictures with them as they all laughed. These customers were too many to count and filled the grounds as they excitedly discussed with their friends and even made new friends.

"Come man, where are you!!" A young male voice shouted over the large noisy crowd into the phone in his ear.

The young man wore an orange karate-like get up but it had a blue cloth under it and was sleeveless. The get up also came with a set of weird looking boots but the boy wore them proudly as he found his way up and down the center looking for someone.

"Okay, I see you, I'm coming now" the boy said as he started running in a direction.

He stopped when he arrived in front of a similarly young boy who was standing beside a smaller girl. The young boy wore clothes similar to a monk and was bare footed, had long blue Markings that stretched on to his entire body. The younger girl beside him was wearing a weird winter get up, it was similar to what those in the bronze age or later wore during the winter if they lived up north. She had two neatly weaved pieces of hair that dangled loosely on each side of her face though its end was neatly tucked into the back of her making the hair form an arc of sorts on her cheek.

"Oh my god, is little Cassy dressed as Katara?" The boy said as he bent down to the little girl who immediately started beaming with joy that someone recognized her outfit