The Black Panther (Closed)

[Lady_Jade666]

Maggie Reed

Age: 19 (almost 20)
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark Brown

If you were asked the question to anyone about Wakanda you would get the same answer. "I Don't Know, It isn't real. And the reason for that, was very simple, only ones that know of the place are those native to Wakanda. They hide there home and themselves from the outside. They have the most vital metal in the whole world. Wars have been raged by those who find out about it. Its in a Sub-Saharan Africa. Sadly much had happened within only a few hours. A man an "Outsider" comes with a kill a man that T'Challa could not get his hands on. One of the tribes in Wakanda was pleased and the outsider had a father who was from Wakanda. He had a child with an outsider but bared the mark of all Wakanda's. He wanted to challenge T'Challa for the thrown. Stupidly T'Challa said yes since he felt he owed him that much.

Once he was stripped of the panthers powers and the battle began. Sadly T'Challa was fighting with his anger, over the death of his uncle that the outsider killed as well. He was beaten and then cut up and tossing T'Challa over the waterfall. Many people cried and some people were happy. It was a mixed feeling for everyone there. On that night the water had delivered T'Challa and was in a deep coma, dying slowly. Maggie always followed the river up to the waterfall. On one of her walks Maggie found him, trying hard to wake him up. But nothing she did worked, so she had to drag him. It took a good hour or more, he was heavy. Once inside she managed to get him on the bed. She cleaned him up, making sure not to touch or look at his body. Her way of respecting his privacy and just let him rest.

She knew of one thing that could help him. She grabbed a bag and went out a good two miles away. Picking up what looked purple to her. Once getting a few she ran back home. Putting away the extra in a place that will let the flower stay alive. She crushed it up and turned it into a liquid. She slowly poured in some, making sure not to choke him. She closed her eyes and spoke in his language. "Forgive an outsider for doing this, but please help him, heal T'Challa he is needed desperately by his people. Once done she cleaned up and just waited, she spent a lot of time on the couch. But once morning came again like it always does. She heard something and went to check it out. She saw T'Challa sitting up and once their eyes met he smiled. She was so glad to see him okay. She bent down and showed respect. Speaking in his language. "It is very good to see you sitting up and being awake. " She stood up and smiled even more. "You have been in a coma a couple days."

 

[HCJ22]

While meeting with the Tribal Council, T’Challa had an unexpected guest arrive. His name was Erik Kilmonger, presenting Ulysses Klaue’s corpse. Kilmonger challenged T’Challa’s leadership, challenging his rightful place as the King of Wakanda, the leader of Wakanda. It sure as hell seemed like Kilmonger had overstayed his welcome, so, it was only logical when T’Challa asked him to leave. The guards were preparing to remove him, but one of the elder’s decided on asking Kilmonger about himself. Who was he? T’Challa was interested in finding out as well, truthfully. He revealed himself to be N’Jadaka, the son of N’Jobu.

When it was confirmed, Kilmonger demanded a challenge for T’Challa’s right to the throne. Even though some advised against it, T’Challa accepted the terms and agreed to fight one more time. The battle began at Warrior Falls. It seemed as if T’Challa underestimated his opponent. The military training he acquired outside Wakanda was nothing less that superb. That was saying something, since T’Challa was seen to be one of the best warriors in the entire nation. The fact that he was even being tested said something about Kilmonger. At first, T’Challa did have the upper hand, but it did not last long.

He was showing mercy to Kilmonger and fighting with a clouded mine, which allowed him to cut T’challa’s abdomen and leg. Zuri decided to intervene, but that was a mistake. The older male was killed without a second thought, and it sent T’Challa into a rage. He was spiraling as he lunged forward, badly wounded, but it was to no avail. Kilmonger sent T’Challa over the edge of the Falls, plunging down in the waters. When he landed, T’Challa’s vision went back and he was no longer functionable. He was as good as dead, just as everyone on top of the Falls believed with Kilmonger declaring himself as King, now.

Nothing changed for a couple days, but thanks to Maggie Reed, T’Challa was starting to get better. When he finally did wake up, his eyes opened, his heart was racing, and he shot up onto the edge of the bed. Something was different, though. He almost felt completely healed. His wounds looked bandaged and healed as well. Where was he? He did not recognize this place. T’Challa did not like this, having no idea who could have possibly helped him as all the recent memories of what happened right before his supposed demise flooded back into his mind.

When the female entered, T’Challa offered her a smile since he could tell that she was the one that helped him. An outsider, though? In Wakanda? “Thank you… I thought I was dead.” T’Challa responded to her softly. He had a few questions, but he was needing to express his gratitude towards the female, wanting her to know how much he appreciated this. “Where exactly am I? I don’t believe I’ve ever met you before.” He would have remembered, if he did – she was an outsider, after all.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She smiled at him hearing how grateful he was, she just nodded to him. She could see all the questions in his eyes it was kind of sweet to see. She sat before him in a chair so they could see each other. She held much pain in her eyes. Everyone had there own ghosts that haunt her. Everyone has them from time to time, people are never truly free in the world. She thought for a moment and stood up grabbing a box and placed it down by his feet and she got down on the ground and opened up the chest. It was two panther outfits, one was a spare that was meant for him. "You have never seen my face, but you have seen me. " she put on the outfit. She stood before him the panther outfit formed for her body. On her chest however in black was something his people had not seen on any panther outfit. Her outfit outlined in gold showing a phrase on the chest of her outfit. Her fingers ran over the symbols and knew all to well what it meant. The words flowing softly and kindly out of her mouth. "The Outsiders Protection"

She sighed softly "Zuri called it the heart of Bast" she said softly. "The only one that could confirm my story is dead." She closed her eyes as she allowed herself to relax and memories flooded her mind and when her eyes opened they were lighter. "I have been here for many years. At first she came to me in my dreams she was beautiful and I bowed before her. She told me she felt her children suffering. She told me that a man will come a man who was an outsider. But was of her blood, but he was wrong and would kill you one day. She begged me to be her secret weapon. I was only five. She came into my mothers dreams and we were brought here a year later." she said simply. She could remember it like it was yesterday. So much time passed and here she was talking to the king. She smiled weakly since she was shy normally. Maggie tried to read him, his expression or body language. But she could not. And Maggie had no clue why.

"Bast came to me again at the age of ten. My mother had died from an illness Zuri could not cure. So on the side he took care of me, but I was a smart child I knew how to do most things. A few months ago she came to me physically came to me. She was beautiful and treated me like I was her child. She told me she had to mark me so that others would trust me. As an outsider there is no trust. Which knowing your language and history it made since. You have been betrayed and with the wars. She is using me to create a bridge between our people." She stood and her back faced him she lifted her shirt and on her back was a huge claw mark. And the marking. That they usually have on there inner lip. She put her shirt down and had no clue how he would take this.

"And in doing so I have the same abilities you have but Bast gave them to me herself, I didn't need the plant. She had a vision the man that would come here and try to kill you, that he would destroy the plant that grants you, your abilities. So she gave me seeds to start my own. He demanded them to be burned that no one else would have the ability. But I have been protecting the same flower he wanted destroyed." She looked at him unsure what he would do or if he would believe her. "I am the outsider that will protect you and Wakanda until my last breath"

 

[HCJ22]

Thankful was an understatement. T’Challa remembered the last few minutes before he fell unconscious. Things were not good in Wakanda for him. He was as good as dead, but he was still alive. The only reason he was not dead yet was because of this woman that saved his life. He would be eternally grateful to her, he would thank her every single day. Now, Outsiders might be looked at in a different way from those that were born in Wakanda, but T’Challa was so accepting, so that did not bother him at all. He was happy to see that someone was willing to help him. The male tried to place Maggie, but just could not do it. How did he know her? Where had he seen her from? It was not coming back to his mind until she put on the Panther outfit. Looking down, he saw that there was another spare outfit, which surprised him. Whomever she was, she was legit. This was not something that just anyone could have pulled off. She definitely had his attention, and he was pulled towards her unlike he had ever felt pulled towards another person before in his life. This woman was special.

Someone had visited Maggie in her dreams long ago, and her mother’s. They told of the prophecy about Kilmonger coming back to Wakanda, killing T’Challa. Well, he was not dead yet, but the first part of the prophecy was fulfilled. The story was exact and there was no chance that this woman could possibly have known it without telling the truth about how she found out. After all, she was not there with them at the meeting or the fight. There was no chance that word could have spread so quickly. She was genuine. T’Challa could barely believe it. Who was she, exactly? When she told the story, he could see the pain in her eyes. Everyone did have a story, a story that needed to be heard. He could tell that something had happened to her, but he was not sure what. T’Challa was interested in getting to know her, about her life, and about everything that she had endured. It was important to him to realize that, to learn about her. T’Challa was enthralled right now by this Outsider. He had so many questions, so few answers. Soon enough, he hoped to find out more information about her.

She proved so many things to him just now. There was so much for him to take in right now. T’Challa knew what this meant for him, what it meant for her as well. She was supposed to be his, it seemed. They had been brought together after all this time. It made sense to him, even though it was a lot for him to understand. “This is all happening right now. Tell me, what do I need to do to get back to my people? How do I win this war? Why have I been betrayed? I don’t understand what is going on, or why it is happening. It is so overwhelming. My father never prepared me for something like this. It wasn’t suppose to go this way.” More than anything, he was feeling confusion and worry about the situation. He now looked to Maggie, locking eyes, finding some comfort.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She smiled at him she left out the whole "lay with him tonight to insure the future." that was one thing she refused to do to him. And in the mean time she offered him a kind gesture trying to make him relax. "Your country has a battle to win T'Challa I will help you get your throne back no matter what. Best wants the future to be the two of us, but I refuse to take away your freedom and your freedom to choose. I am just sorry I was not there to stop this mad man" she looked at him. She knew what needed to be done and she would do it. Did not know what to do here. She had watched and waited making sure the future of Wakanda did not die.

"Bast showed me to you helped me bring you here. Your family knows you are safe but acting as if you are still dead. And I? Have help when I need it most. Erik is personal to me..." she clenched her fist so hard her nails cut her palm of her skin. "Zuri all the things you promised me..." she walked out of her home and could hear so much. She learned to relax thinking of the man who was more of a father to her. She could hear crashing waves in the distance. "I once sang out to you T'Challa against Zuri wishes..." she slowly walked into the water allowing the water around her ankles as she heard the melody in her heart and sang the same song to him again.

The Island

She panted softly she was hurting so much being away from anyone. She knew to his people and perhaps to him she was a child. She was eighteen and he almost thirty, she collapsed onto her knees as it finally hit her that those close to her die. A single tear went down her cheek and into the water. "All I have ever known is death...and all I bring is death...death is my gift.."

 

[HCJ22]

Before meeting his father on the Ancestral Plane, T’Challa had not believed in such a thing, like his father did. Now? It was different. That must have been why he felt such a connection to Maggie. They were meant to be together, to have a future together. It made sense to him now, and he understood it. They might have only met, but it felt like he had known her forever, especially when she started to sing out to him. The voice was angelic. T’Challa was a warrior with a rough side, but he had quite a soft side for something like this, too. There was a smile to his face, and he realized that, in that moment, he did want to choose – he wanted to choose her. That was final. T’Challa decided to follow his heart, because that was the only way he would get back to the Throne. Truth be told, he did not wish to have the throne without Maggie at his side now.

Slowly, T’Challa approached the water, walking out until he was standing behind her. When she finished the melody, recognizing the voice that he once thought was only a dream, he placed his arms around her from behind, hugging her, holding her. Why did this feel so right? “You have an angelic voice. You have an angelic presence. I want to be around you. You’ve given me the freedom to choose, and I’ve done it. I choose you. I could not choose anyone else.” T’Challa whispered, his lips almost ghosting past her ear as he relayed the information to her. There was not a doubt in his mind about this choice.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She smiled feeing so much right then and looked into his eyes, telling him what could happen, and what would be forced. She smiled looking into him seeing what could be her future.

 

[HCJ22]

“I do not feel forced. I am following my heart. Everything in my heart is leading me, here, to you.” T’Challa explained, looking deep into her eyes, letting her see that he was serious, genuine about the sentiment. His hand cupped the side of her face and he was smiling. T’Challa thought he knew love, knew the woman he would be with, but he was wrong. His heart was right where it needed to be, so he knew that this woman was the right person, that this was what their fate was always meant to be. Nothing would change his mind about that.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She smiled at him and could not help but want everything in that moment, feeling his hand against her cheek. She never knew what true love was, never felt it never had a chance to ever feel it. It was amazing and how much she needed it. She was not afraid to let herself go as she wrapped her arms slowly around him and leaned in kissing him softly, everything seeming to click inside of him she loved for the first time.

 

[HCJ22]

Everything clicked for T’Challa as well. When he was kissed, the young man returned the kiss, both hands sliding around to cup her face with a soft touch, despite his strong stature. His eyes closed, letting his other senses paint a picture of this moment inside his mind. All he could think about, even with the impending doom he was facing back home, was this perfect woman in front of him. His heart was full of love, and that was obvious in his eyes when he finally pulled away from the kiss.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She smiled at him "Your people will be safe T'Challa if one thing Zuri taught me at a young age, Is I have the heart of a lion and the fury of Bast in human form, tomorrow we fight for you and your people and your country" She said smiling at him and giving him a slight nod showing she knew all would be okay.

 

[HCJ22]

T’Challa believed everything would be okay when she reassured him. Something about her made him believe it. “That’s tomorrow… what about today?” They would attack tomorrow, take back what was his. Until then, T’Challa wasn’t sure what to do, but all he knew was that it should be time that he spent with Maggie, here, recovering and preparing for whatever battles lay ahead. He never wanted to leave her side.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She smiled at him and motioned for him to come with her, her room with a gesture of her hand was in candle light. She looked at him and knew all to well he was going to be hers, as she removed the robe she had on, seeing the scars and markings she had received on her white skin. "Tonight....we become one to ensure the future" She said softly. Though she had never laid with a man it did not matter to her.

 

[HCJ22]

The scars did not damage the beauty she had. T’Challa found her attractive, very attractive, in fact. “Yes, we will.” He affirmed when she mentioned something about ensuring the future. The Black Panther approached her, waiting for her to sit the candlelight down, pulling her hands towards his abdomen. She was bare in front of him, so it was time to return the favor as T’Challa slowly undid the buttons of his shirt, letting it drop down onto the ground beside him, revealing his muscular, chiseled chest.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She smiled at him this was new to her but even though she had never done this, she felt settled and her hands ran down his chest, he was a warrior, a king but most of all? he was a man that needed to be loved faithfully, and truly. She kissed him on the neck, down his chest until finally she broke laying down before him, her curves showing completely.

 

[HCJ22]

T’Challa smiled when he saw the beauty lay down before him. Eager to become one with her, T’Challa slowly pulled his pants down, stepping out of them before stepping to the bed. At the edge, he dropped his underwear, revealing his length to her, letting her see his bare body as he joined her on the bed. The male locked eyes with her, reaching down to grab both of her hands as he huddled on top of her, leaning down for a kiss.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She did not blush like she thought she would and feeling his hands within her own and looking into his eyes she could not help but show just what she wanted. She reached him bringing him into a deep kiss, one showing just how much she wanted this, she did not know just how much she truly cared for him. "I love you" She said lovingly even though they did not truly know each other, they let fate take over.

 

[HCJ22]

“I love you, too.” The amount of time they had known each other was irrelevant. T’Challa knew what he felt, so why run from it? As they kissed, the young man slipped a hand in-between the female’s legs, slowly rubbing on her clit, hoping to get her turned on, wet for when they had sex. His free hand cupped one of her breasts and squeezed the flesh tenderly, everything about that moment, soft, sweet, and gentle.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

Her body reacted the way it needed to, she felt his fingers against her flesh and his other hand on her breast created exactly what was going to be needed. She smiled looking into his eyes and knew all to well what she wanted in her life.

 

[HCJ22]

T’Challa felt pleased with her reaction. After a couple minutes of rubbing her clit, kissing her, T’Challa decided it was time to increase the pleasure. Pulling back from the kiss, he angled the tip of his erection, placing the tip of his erection on her outer folds, just rubbing against the flesh. It caused a moan to escape his lips.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

Her moaned merged with his own and smiled happily, looking into his eyes she ran her fingers ran up his chest and knew what was going to happen her heart was beating quickly and knew that this was what she wanted, she relaxed her back getting ready for what ever he was going to do with her, grinning happily up at him, her body reacting against him making it perfect.

 

[HCJ22]

It was time. With a smile on his face, T’Challa slowly pushed forward, sliding his erection inside of the woman. Once a few inches were inside of her, he leaned down and pressed a kiss onto her lips firmly, both hands cupping her breasts again, squeezing the flesh with a gentle grasp. “This was meant to be.” He whispered softly, tilting his head down at the woman, the widest smile of his life on his face.

 

[Lady_Jade666]

She saw the smile on his face and she felt how gentle he was trying to make it not hurt as much, but this wasn't the kind of pain that forced her to be how she was. In that moment it was perfect, seeing the way he looked at her, smiled it was lovely. Her heart pounding as her body got her use to his, though she was made for him. "I am alright T'Challa" She said lovingly and kissed him moving her hips up forcing him all the way in, she as always a fighter.

 

[HCJ22]

Since the female assured T’Challa that she was alright, the young man decided to lower himself completely inside of Maggie. Their eyes remained locked as he began to thrust inside of her, sliding his cock as far into her walls as possible. The tip pressed against her, only stopping once he could no longer reach any further. He was quite long, quite thick – he knew how to pleasure a woman. As he slowly pumped his hips, T’Challa continued to make out passionately with the woman, his hands still fondling with her chest. “This feels… incredible.”

 

[Lady_Jade666]

Maggie was a woman that loved and a warrior now she was with a man who she just met even though in this process where life would be created but in this moment she did not care about anything, moaning as she felt what he was doing to her it was amazing. Moving her head back it was incredible, she smiled "It does feel incredible" She said happily. Looking into his eyes she could not agree more. "Yes it does' she knew that this was amazing and wanted it more then anything. Stroking his cheek she grinned happily. She kissed him enjoying everything he gave her. "You don't have to do all the work love" She said softly.