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Prologue: A Hero's Journey Begins

In the dead of night, a cloaked ship flew silently over the continent of Africa. Just from looking at it from the outside when it's not invisible, one could easily tell that it's a highly advanced ship even by modern day standards. And the inside is just as advanced. But it's the people inside the ship that are our main focus.

"T'Challa?" asked a teenage boy with green hair.

"Yes, Izuku?" replied a man who is clearly African.

"Can you tell me about where we're going, please? About Wakanda?" Izuku asked.

The man, T'Challa, grinned at this question. He had a feeling this question would soon come up. Ever since he and Okoye first found Izuku trying to do the right thing like heroes should. He still finds it amazing how young Izuku tried his hardest to save some hardhead with a filthy mouth named Bakugo, from being smothered to death by some sort of slime villain. Even though Izuku doesn't have one of those 'Quirks' that people where he's from seem to hold in such high regard. Especially since they put an emphasis on how people without Quirks can't become heroes.

As if!

T'Challa can name several people without actual superpowers who are better heroes than most of the Pro Hero League! Besides, he's been wanting to talk to his new apprentice about what will be his new home for awhile now.

"Of course." T'Challa said. "This is a story that my Baba used to tell me when I was a boy. Millions of years ago a meteorite made of Vibranium, the strongest substance in the universe, struck the continent of Africa affecting the plant life around it. And when the time of men came, five tribes settled on it and called it Wakanda."

As his mentor told the story, Izuku's imagination put together a mental movie that starts with a glowing meteor striking a single part of Africa. But as the story went on, Izuku's imagination took a not so friendly turn as he saw warriors killing each other left and right. A seemingly never ending conflict the likes of which would make World War 2 look like a schoolyard brawl between eight year olds in comparison.

"The tribes lived in constant war with each other until a warrior shaman received a vision from the panther goddess, Baste, who led him to the Heart-Shaped Herb. A plant that granted him superhuman speed, strength, and instincts."

As Izuku listened on, he could see the warrior shaman being met by a black panther with glowing blue eyes, truly a beast not of the mortal world. It led the man to a patch of plants that looked much like hearts where the man ate one of the plants and was infused with the powers of a panther. After a brief moment, he saw that the tribes made peace with one another and the warrior shaman was dressed in what looks like a panther costume. But while a majority of the people remained with the warrior shaman, one tribe was moving to the mountains where the face of the stone looked much like a snow monkey.

"The warrior became king and the first Black Panther: the Protector of Wakanda. Four tribes agreed to live under the king's rule, but the Jabari Tribe isolated themselves in the mountains." T'Challa continued to explain. "The Wakandans used Vibranium to develop technology more advanced than any other nation! But as Wakanda thrived, the world around it descended further into chaos."

And Izuku doesn't need his imagination to know what T'Challa means by that. Things like slavery, war, murder, famine, plagues, disease, and even the rise of super villains have all gotten worse as time went on since the creation of Wakanda. As much as he wished that none of that happened. And unfortunately, history has ways of repeating itself. Especially when it comes to the evils of the world.

"To keep Vibranium safe, the Wakandans chose to hide in plain sight, keeping the truth of their power from the outside world." T'Challa said as he finished his story.

"And you still hide, Your Highness?" Izuku asked.

"Yes." T'Challa explained.

"Why?" Izuku felt the need to ask.

T'Challa just closed his eyes and quietly sighed. He still remembers when he asked his father that same question. And he remembers the exact response that was given to him.

"I'm afraid, Izuku, that the world is not quite ready for the power of Vibranium." T'Challa said. "For if any government body were able to find a way to create weapons from Vibranium, they would not stop until they found and conquered Wakanda and stripmined it of every last ounce before waging a war that would shatter the entire world."

Izuku nodded in understanding as he knew that governing bodies have waged wars in the past in an attempt to conquer the whole world. Gangas Khan and Vlad the Impaler come to mind. Even Hitler during the Holocaust. As much as he hates to say it, he doubts that even the Pro Hero League would use Vibranium for the right reasons. Especially not Bakugo if he manages to become a licensed hero, what with his explosive temper.

Pun totally intended.

T'Challa led Izuku to a table like those that the military uses to plan battle strategies. But this one has small moving models made of Vibranium on the surface. T'Challa picked up one of the many moving trucks and swept his finger across the top revealing what they're here for. Captured Africans who these people plan to sell on the black market as slaves. But the warrior king is not about to let the slavers do as they please. T'Challa sent Izuku a look that told him to suit up, and the green haired boy nodded before going to a changing room to do so.

While Izuku went to change, Okoye picked up her Vibranium spear so she could go with her king on the mission. But T'Challa stopped her.

"No need, Okoye, my new apprentice and I can handle this alone."

Okoye gave a sound like she's not entirely convinced. But for what reason remains unknown.

"We will get Nakia out as quickly as possible." T'Challa assured.

"Just don't freeze when you see her." Okoye said.

"What are you talking about?" T'Challa asked as he put on his helmet. "I never freeze."

Izuku walked to the area where he and his new mentor would be dropping into the action. And he's wearing something different than his usual clothing. It's the Black Panther suit that king T'Chaka wore before his son became the new Black Panther. Unlike T'Challa's suit which has silver accents and teeth for the necklace, the suit that Izuku wears has gold. And he's also wearing what looks like an African battle dress over it.

"Are you ready, Izuku?" T'Challa asked.

"I am." Izuku replied.

Putting on his helmet, he and the Black Panther crossed their arms in front of them as holes in the floor opened up. The two dropped and remained calm as they plummeted to the earth in the dead of night. But neither were scared. For they both know that now…

...The hunt begins.

***To Be Continued…***

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