MMA

J'Zaki had to stay in Shuri's lab for a few days until his arms had completely healed up. They could have been healed in less than a day with his natural healing abilities combined with Shuri's technology but the treatment of a sick person was first-class. While he was staying there, Ororo was by his side the entire time taking care of him.

During this time, J'Zaki decided to check up on the progress of his sister. She had been working hard on a project he had asked for her assistance with.

"So?" The prince looked over his sister's shoulder, almost receiving a punch to the face if he did not back away fast enough.

"Don't scare me like that!" Shuri held her hand to her chest, trying to calm her heartbeat. "I swear I'm going to make a pair of shoes one day that will allow me to sneak up on you like that in the future."

J'Zaki smiled. She could hide the sound she made but his sense of smell would still be able to tell when she was nearby. But he wouldn't ruin the effort she was putting in. Where would be the fun in that?

"How's the decoding coming along?"

"Not too bad. These white people made m job pretty easy but also way too complicated," Shuri turned back around to her computer to pull up all the files she had managed to gather. What appeared on the screen was the S.H.I.E.L.D symbol. Black Widow had released almost every file S.H.I.E.L.D onto the internet, even though many of them were hidden behind thousands of layers of passwords and protection that could only be cracked open by master hackers or excellent programs. At first, she was just going to ignore them but J'Zaki said that they would have their use in the future. So Shuri downloaded almost every file S.H.I.E.L.D has into one of her computers.

"This computer is constantly decoding them. While it does so, I'm making sure to run a scan over it. No viruses are allowed in my lab unless I make them. After confirming that these things are clean, it moves them to a separate storage section of this computer.

When all the files are decoded, I will make sure to download them from the computer and send them to you. Should take another year or so, though. I'm going through about 70 years' worth of information after all."

J'Zaki nodded and felt the time she was taking to go through it wasn't long at all. A year and a half to break through 70 years of worth of files.

"Did you start from the newest to the oldest?"

Shuri froze. She turned to her computer and began to input some commands into it. The progress bar that was on the screen disappeared and changed into a new one that was empty.

"Now I did," Shuri shyly confessed. She still couldn't understand why J'Zaki wanted access to all the information being released. Their technology was far better, with a few exceptions. Not much to be learned from them in her eyes.

But he saw it differently. By understanding their (potential) enemy, they would be much better prepared. S.H.I.E.L.D also had classified information on ETs as well which was a growing concern in J'Zaki's mind. In fact, he feared the aliens in space far more than any of the potential threats from Earth after the Battle of New York.

Once J'Zaki was fully recovered, he and Ororo flew out of Shuri's lab under the cover of the morning fog and into the mountains. Their jet made a stop at the farm to pick up materials. It was time to deliver more supplies and check on the tribes.

When he landed at the Jabari Fort, most of the traders for the tribes were already present, the last few near the fort. As soon as the jet landed, the traders were already inside, gathering up the supplies for each of their groups.

While they were doing that, Ororo and J'Zaki were watching from the side.

"Thank you for taking care of me the past few days, Ro," J'Zaki said while intertwining his fingers with hers. The other girl tried to break free but after struggling a few times and not getting free, she gave up and glared at J'Zaki.

"It is my duty as your fiancee."

Hearing the answer, J'Zaki frowned. He leaned in closer and whispered in her ear. "Really? Just because you are my fiancee or because you are MY fiancee?"

Ororo felt his breath tickle her ear and felt herself begin to blush.

"What's the difference between the two?" Ororo looked looking away, not willing to face him while he was going on the offensive like this. Seeing her like this, J'Zaki wanted to continue teasing her but figured this wasn't the right place for it.

"I'll explain it someday. But for now, we should deal with the outsiders."

Ororo looked at him in confusion.

J'Zaki could hear the sounds of explosions in the distance. None of the tribes around here used explosives of any kind which could only mean one thing. There were outsiders using their borders for their own personal battle. And that could not be allowed. So he and Ororo left the fort to confront those that dared to step foot in their lands.

J'Zaki used magic to boost his legs as he ran across the mountains while Ororo was slightly ahead of him in the air. Soon, they arrived at the scene of the explosions.

The only person standing was a woman wearing a hood that had a staff in her hands. All around her were dead people wearing robes that didn't look remotely African. Plus, all of them were definitely not black.

Just as J'Zaki was about to question the woman's presence when 4 fiery portals open up near them. Stepping out of the portals were 4 individuals, all wearing robes similar to the dead people on the ground. Each of them was a Master of the Mystical Arts that had enough skill to become the leader of their own sanctums.

"Great. More outsiders."