Two Worlds Same Threats

Chapter 7 Conscious or Unconscious

"A school? Please tell me it is a professor,” mother replied.

"It's a student mother," Shuri said. "We can't give her to Namor.”

"Bring this student back to Wakanda.”

"Yes, my queen," Okoye said before hanging up the line.

"I've got it from here," Okoye said to both y/n and Shuri.

"Wait, maybe myself and Y/n should speak with her. It will be more discrete," Shuri protested.

“ I can be discrete," Okoye stated.

Shuri looked her up and down with a judging look. “What?"

“Nothing”

“Its the make up isn’t” she says as she touches her head

“No!"

"It's the wrong shade isn't it?" Okoye asked, slightly panicking.

"It's the right shade. Fenty 440, you look good." Shuri reassured, and Y/n chuckles at them.

"We can blend in as students. We can do this," Shuri said.

"You get five minutes." Shuri cheered then dragged her older sister towards the university.

Shuri and Y/n walked down the halls in silence, when they found her door down the hall on the right, Shuri knocked on it. "Yo?!" Y/n heard the girls voice through the door.

"Riri Williams?" Shuri asked, mimicking an American accent

The girl opened the door, looking down at her phone. "Yo I don't do drop by’s anymore. You gotta go to the website," Riri said, not paying attention to who was in front of her.

"It's an encrypted file. I wanted to airdrop it," Shuri spoke, now using her regular voice.

Riri looked up, gasping in shock and letting out another louder gasp when she looked to her left, seeing Y/n leaning on the door frame with no emotion on her face looking the kid up and down.

Shuri walked past Riri, letting herself in before Riri opened it a little wider, Y/n walked in after shuri making sure no one was looking suspicious or following them. While Shuri raised a finger to her lips as Riri shut the door.

"You're Princess Shuri. And you’re Princess Y/n” Riri freaked out looking a bit pale at the two females in utter shock.

"What the hell are y'all doing here?"

Riri asked as both Shuri and Y/n. Y/n looked around, making sure nobody else was in there.

“Oh shit, am I getting recruited?" Riri asked, with a hopeful look.

Y/n raised a brow, looking at her with displeasure. "No," Shuri bluntly stated.

"We are here about the vibranium detector that you built for the CIA,” Y/n informed.

"I ain't built no detector for no CIA. I made that for my metallurgy class,"Riri responded.

"A school project?”

“Yeah. My Professor said I'd never be able to do it. To be young, gifted, and black, though right?" Riri shook her head with a small smile as she walked past Shuri.

"Y'all probably don't say that, in Wakanda,« Riri muttered awkwardly.

"How old are you?" Shuri asked.

"19," Riri answered.

"Brilliance at a young age is not often accepted by the elders." Shuri said, knowing it first hand.

"How long did it take you?" Y/n asked Riri.

"Couple months.”

"Couple months?" Shuri asked in slight shock.

"The hardest part was finding big enough mylar sheet’s to the-“ Riri explained before cutting herself off.

"Wait, did I piss off Wakanda?" Riri asked nervously, getting off the bed.

"Not just us. This place is no longer safe for you. Gather your things and come with us, right now," Shuri practically ordered.

"I got differential equations class in like 15 minutes! And-" Riri cut herself off seeing Y/n’s emotionless face and Shuri’s deadpanned look.

"Okay. Okay. You, wait right here. I'm gonna go to the bathroom," Riri said, carefully walking past Y/n.

They watched as Riri opened her bathroom door to be greeted with Okoye on the other side. "I had it under control," Shuri protested at Okoye.

"I said five minutes. I gave you six," Okoye stated.

"Get out! Get out of my dorm! Get out!" Riri exclaimed as Okoye and Y/n walked towards the girl. Shuri holding her hands out in protest for Riri to calm down.

"I'm warning you! Do not take another step towards me!" Riri exclaimed, holding a speaker in her hand as a weapon.

Y/n chuckled looking at her trying to be threatening.  "This would be so much quicker if you just kill her.” Y/n says in Xhosa. “No!’ Shuri exclaims shocked and Y/n just shrugs.

"See how they teach the children to treat their guests?" Okoye said to Shuri ignoring Y/n’s previous comment.

Riri threw the speaker at them but Okoye brought out her spear slicing it in half as Y/n steps closer to her unfazed. Okoye retracted her spear and Y/n chuckled.

"You brought a spear in here?!" Shuri exclaimed.

"You brought a spear in here!" Riri freaked out.

Okoye smiled, looking back at Shuri, "I like her.”

Riri looked around and eventually picked up a heater. "Hey, hey, hey, hey! Put it down! Put it- you'll hurt yourself. Come on." Shuri spoke, trying to calm the girl down.

"It's alright, Princess. Small, small girl.” Okoye said smiling to her with wide eye’s “I am going to give you two options. You can come to Wakanda, conscious or unconscious." Okoye said to Riri who held the heater over her head, ready to throw it.

"You need to be conscious of the way that you look! Walkin' round here with all that ash on your head," Riri insulted.  Y/n laughed at Okays insulted face.

And Shuri couldn't control her’s as she let out a chuckle.

"Oh, it's funny?!" Okoye turned around, scolding Shuri and me.

"No. It's not." Shuri mumbled like a little child who'd been scolded by their parents.

"Mhm. I told you!"

"You look good." Shuri said as Okoye touched her head, now becoming a little insecure of her makeup that she assumed was the wrong shade.

"Calm down. We'll leave, okay? And she can deal with that merman with winged ankles who wants to kill her. All by herself.”  Y/n laughed slightly.

"You got this!" Shuri did a little dance as she walked to the door, And I look at her with pride; that was the same dance I did when T’Challa would go to meeting’s with baba or just asking Nakia out.

"Mmm, with your heater," Okoye spat with pettiness.

“Come on. Lets go” Shuri ushered okoye and Y/n out the door.

“What?” Riri question’s confusion written on her face.