It was 3am, I barely sleep. I can't sleep...
Dad always comforted me when I woke up from nightmares but now he's not here to help.
I'm on my own.
I had my hands wrapped and I was punching one of the punching bags in the huge gym.
"Trouble sleeping?" A voice rang throughout the empty room.
"I'll sleep when I'm dead." I looked up to see T'challa by the door.
"Your Father left you here, he trusted me to look after you and make sure you're alright...are you alright?"
"I think you know the answer, whats the point in lying?" I stepped back and began to unwrap my hands.
"How about learning new skills?"
"Huh?" I looked up.
"You seem to do well fighting, punching things to get anger out but what if you learned some new skills in fighting?"
"What kind of skills?" I took a sip of water.
"You do best with your powers but do you know your limits? Can you do more? What about fighting with a staff instead of a gun?"
"I never trained like that...mostly Natasha and Dad did...sometimes if Clint was there he would show me some things."
"I have a friend; her name is Okoye, she could really teach you."
"Sure, I'll give it a shot." I nodded and gathered my stuff. "Has my Dad contacted me yet?"
"That's why I came, He got the others of that ocean prison...he's planning on coming back to get you soon but there's some issues."
I nodded. "Thank you....I'm gonna try and sleep...night."
"Goodnight Hazel."
I smiled on my way out, someone's still looking out for me. I'm not alone yet.
That was a wild ride, one more movie (BP) and then we move on to the third book that holds infinity war...strap in it's gonna be a wild ride.