#Ulysses sealed his fate when he stoled him

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My Courier 6 and his robot son Edy!

Have a piece with any kind of background, I was just having fun and slapping stuff on a page. And you can't tell from the photo but it's very shiny, it has so many glittery pieces, I love it.

Also the armor is mix between my favourite armors: the ranger one and the stealth suit.

Without background below. Happy b-day New Vegas!

I shaved my boy

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N’JADAKA: ERIK KILLMONGER

❝ I lived my entire life waiting for this moment. I trained, I lied, I killed just to get here. ❞

← ONCE THERE WAS AN IDEA TO BRING TOGETHER →

Bitter are the wars between brothers. War, green and power have often torn people apart and having common blood often does not save a family from falling victim to the same. Accepted world history placed the nation of Wakanda as a third world country that was behind other nations in most regards. Perhaps they had conflicts of blood, but with their lack of reach many did not believe that they would have an international reach. This, however, was a misconception and the sons of King Azzuri - N’Jobu and T’Chaka - were about to start a feud that would move on to the next generation.

Though both royal by blood, N’Jobu and T’chaka were always very different. They shared a father despite having different mothers and from the beginning their roles were shaped differently. The elder one, T’Chaka, was groomed as the male heir who would inherit both the sacred mantle of the Black Panther but the kingdom as well. N’Jobu tended to think more radically than his brother and chafed against tradition. Raised in the Golden Tribe, N’Jobu eventually decided to leave Wakanda and see more of the world that they had isolated himself from. Given a royal ring to cement his status, N’Jobu traveled undercover to Oakland, California on behalf of the Wakandan War Dogs.

It was there in California that everything changed for N’Jobu. Despite it being against the protocol, he met a woman from the projects he was stationed in and fell in love. The two later had a son that N’Jobu gave the name N’Jadaka to. It was undercover that N’Jobu and his family lived, going by the last name ‘Stevens’ to hide their identity. Among the violence and poverty of Oakland, N’Jobu realized how selfish it was of Wakanda to hide their technology and not help their brothers around the world. Confiding only in his best friend, James, he planned to bring tangible change that aligned more with his radical ideas than Wakanda’s isolationist policies. The plan never was to destroy Wakanda. Instead, N’Jobu wanted to save it. He told his son, who was going by the American name Erik, all about the nation once the boy stumbled upon his royal ring and a book about the country. Hearing stories made Wakanda found like a fantasy and Erik dreamed of what life would be like after N’Jobu’s glorious rebellion that would take place with the black market arms dealer Ulysses Klaue acting as manpower.

Unbeknownst to Erik, rebellions weren’t as simple as one would think. Wakanda, like his father said, was beautiful but it was also complicated. One night in 1992 when playing on the  basketball court with friends Erik noticed a strange wind blow up. While he would later learn it had been a Wakandan ship in stealth mode Erik continued playing, blissfully unaware of what was occurring in their apartment. Maybe if he had known he could have gone in sooner, done something.  Maybe he could have saved his father from a fate that Erik didn’t even know he was about to befall. When he did return home, N’Jobu was on the ground bleeding out. James, as it turned out, had been a Wakandan agent named Zuri who was stationed with N’Jobu. He had betrayed his friend to T’Chaka and the King had arrived to try and put his brother in line. When he thought Zuri had been threatened he killed N’Jobu. Clutching his fathers body, Erik was left behind as his biological and believed Uncle flew back to Wakanda and left him there. The fact that Erik was by birth an African prince named N’Jadaka was ignored in hopes that the entire scandal could be hidden. No one was to know that the King had killed his brother to stop him from exposing the country he should have protected. There, left behind, Erik made a promise to his father that one day he would reclaim the throne that had been stole from him and avenge his name.

The idea of black boy rage is something that people toss out to explain violence or emotion within a black youth. Erik was full of a righteous rage, but he wasn’t going to be labeled a punk. Shortly after his fathers dead Erik’s mother was wrongfully imprisoned and died while there. With no one left who cared about him and a family that had erased him from existence, Erik developed a one track mind to get out of the projects. His first stop was Annapolis, and after graduating at only 19 he attended MIT for grad school. With his education completed, Erik joined first the SEALS and then moved into the United States Armed Forces. Channeling his anger, he turned that rage into skill and soon became a Black Ops Soldier who moved across Afghanistan, Iraq and the United States all the while gaining a reputation for having a high kill count. For each life he lost Erik marked himself in the style of crocodile scarring until he eventually earned the name Killmonger. With an infamous name and the skillset he needed, Erik embraced his ruthlessness and turned his attention to destabilizing and killing nations via assassinations in conjunction with the CIA. All of it was practice, really, and once Erik was ready he used his fathers notes and information to contact one Ulysses Klaue to get some extra help.

Taking and adapting N’Jobu’s plan, Erik and Klaue managed to obtain a Vibranium weapon in Great Britain alongside Erik’s disposable girlfriend, Linda. While Erik took a step back to plan his next move Klaue traveled to South Korea to meet with a buyer. It was later announced that Klaue had been taken into custody by King T’Challa of Wakanda, the cousin that Erik had never met. Klaue was being held by T’Challa, American CIA agent Everett Ross, the General of Wakanda’s Dora Milaje and another Wakandan woman but Erik wasn’t concerned. They might have been hunting Klaue for thirty years bit they weren’t prepared for what Erik had been practicing. Knowing that he needed Klaue to ensure that his plan was going to succeed, Erik showed up in South Korea to break him out. During the fight Ross was injured and Erik finally came face to face with T’Challa. Looking at the son of the man who killed his father, Erik saw a prince. The Black Panther. The man who had everything that he should have had. T’Challa noticed the royal ring that Erik wore around the neck and how similar it was to his own, but Erik didn’t stop and talk. Instead he used a rocket launcher to make a quick escape.

Realizing that T’Chaka was gone and it was T’Challa who had to pay, the strategy changed. After Erik killed the other member of the team Klaue began to realize he was going to be betrayed and took Linda hostage. Erik was unfazed and shot her in the head before killing Klaue as well. He brought the boy to Wakanda and dragged it up to the Border Tribe where he met W’Kabi, the best friend of T’Challa who had lost his parents to Klaue as a child. Playing on the fact that not only had T’Challa never brought Klaue to justice but he had also let him escape in South Korea, Erik was able to get W’Kabi to bring him to T’Challa and the Council. As soon as he arrived he made his claim for the throne and revealed the War Dog numbers that had been tattooed on him as a child. After some taunting T’Challa ordered Erik to leave, but he then announced that they were family and he was the son of N’Jobu who had been unjustly left behind. With his blood status in place it was within Erik’s power to challenge his cousin to the duel and the two headed to the waterfall.

As tradition stated, T’Challa had to be stripped of the Black Panther’s powers before the fight. The two had to fight man to man, and Erik stripped down to reveal his scars and the history and hurt behind them. The years of training gave him an advantage and T’Challa wasn’t ready for Erik’s rage. The usurper was able to wound him time and time again and only stopped when Zuri intervened. He pleaded with Erik to spare T’Challa’s life as he was innocent of the crimes of Zuri and T’Chaka. Seeing the man he loved like family was enraging and Erik refused to be persuaded, choosing to instead murder his ‘Uncle James’ before beating T’Challa severely and throwing him off of the cliff to his presumed death.

With all major obstacles out of the way and no one challenging him, Erik was able to claim the throne and underwent the processes necessary to become the King of Wakanda. As tradition called, he was required to drink a liquid created from the Heart Shaped Herb to commune with the ancestors and those gone. While others had seen King and Queens taking on the guise of panthers in a tree, Erik found himself back in that shitty Oakland apartment with the lights of the ancestral plane glowing outside the window. Talking to his father, Erik found himself a child once more unable to stop from crying but he didn’t let it dissuade him. Instead he returned from the astral plane as the new Black Panther. Burning down the herb garden to stop others from claiming the power, he began mobilizing to distribute Wakandan weapons around the world in what would effectively reveal their true advancements. Clothed in a golden version of the Black Panther suit with technology stolen from Princess Shuri’s lab, Erik coupled his first order with the proclamation of how strong and glorious both he and Wakanda were.

The plan had a hitch, however. Instead of dying T’Challa had somehow clung to life and been found by the Jabari Tribe in the mountains. Their ruler, M’Baku, had taken care of him until the fleeing Shuri, Queen Ramonda, Agent Ross and War Dog Nakia found him and administered the last of the Heart Shaped Herb that was around to restore him to full health. Once he was healed, T’Challa returned in his Black Panther suit and attacked the Killmonger troops with his allies. The fight between the cousins was far more fair than the fight between their fathers. The two dueled once more and ended up in the heart of the Vibranium mines where sonic disruptors continuously went off and disrupted the suits armor. With his body vulnerable for attack, Erik found himself stabbed by T’Challa. Though his cousin offered to take him to get healed so that he could live and be imprisoned, Erik refused as he decided he would rather die free than live as a captive in chains. Having grown-up in the States he understood the implications behind a bound death more than T’Challa, but the latter still took him to a cliffside where he was able to watch a Wakandan sunset just like his father had described to him as a child before dying.

Erik’s last request was to be buried at sea with their ancestors, and his wish was granted. What Erik would never know was that after he was gone T’Challa took the tragedy of his cousin to heart and made the decision to expose Wakanda to the world. Despite his blood relation to the throne, the fact that N’Jadaka had been trained to be a warrior from such a young age set him down a path from which he was never able to recover. The irreparable lines drawn between the family isolated him and gave root to the darkness that had started growing within him. Though he was briefly successful in taking the throne the end of his revolution meant the end of Killmonger’s life. Dying free was better than living like a slave, and after a life trying to take back what was his the chance of peace is all that those still living like T’Challa can wish for him. His death left an impact on the Wakandan royals, however. The kid from Oakland who had dreamed he could be a king was a part of a bigger problem. There were brothers and sisters around the world suffering and Wakandan’s could help save them. So why had they waited so long? Why wasn’t blood enough to create solidarity? Erik never got to know.

←  A GROUP OF REMARKABLE PEOPLE TO SEE IF THEY →

T’CHALLA and Killmonger didn’t first meet until adults when Killmonger was making a push for the throne. Erik had seen his cousin before that though when he had been walking the streets with T’Chaka. Word that T’Challa had ascended the throne signaled the time for Killmonger to enact what was rightfully his. Perhaps in another world they could have been like brothers but in reality they were destined to clash before they were born. It was the sins of their father that had been passed onto the two.

ULYSSES KLAUE might have been important to his fathers plan and part of Killmonger’s, but he was ultimately expendable. Upon realizing that his death would be beneficial to getting him into Wakanda and making things happen it became clear that Ulysses had to die. Killing him wasn’t anything personal. It was just part of the overall game. What makes a better trophy than the head of a scumbag?

ZURI’s betrayal hurt. He had always been ‘Uncle James’ during Killmonger’s childhood and knew how much his father trusted him. Learning that he was one of the reasons why N’Jobu had died hardened Killmonger’s heart even more. Killing him while fighting T’Challa was necessary if he was ever going to move on from his fathers death. If there was a new world Zuri wouldn’t be able to see it any more than N’Jobu would.

W’KABI switched alliance from T’Challa to Killmonger and having the Wakandan head of security behind him was instrumental in his plans to get the throne. The poison that Erik administered between two former best friends was lasting and though Killmonger didn’t live W’Kabi has now been sentenced to the same punishment that death was preferable to.

← COULD BECOME SOMETHING MORE  →

WAKANDA should have been N’Jadaka’s. It should have been N’Jobu’s. Instead it was taken from them and kept isolated from the world where none of their advancements would be of use. Reclaiming his throne was something that was always known to the son of N’Jobu regardless of if he was going by N’Jadaka or Erik. For a moment he was successful and taking the throne was, while short lived, exactly what Killmonger had been devoting his life to. It was a sweet relief that ended all too quickly. Even if he had to die, N’Jadaka could say he died after achieving his goal and avenging his fathers memory on Wakandan soil.

← & IF WE CAN’T SAVE THE WORLD, WE’LL AVENGE IT →

✗ AGE → 34 ✗ MULTIVERSE ORIGIN → earth-199999 ✗ SNAP STATUS → n/a  ✗ FACECLAIM → derek luke ✗ AVAILABILITY → deceased as of 2016