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An Unexpected Princess

T’Challa x Reader

Summary- Working as a translator for the UN was your dream job, made easier by the fact that you were able to understand and speak any language spoken to you. Thanks to your grandmothers alien DNA you are able to do many things humans are not, like protect the Princess of Wakanda when the two of you are kidnapped.

Messages- The readers powers/ back story is going to be kind of similar to Gwen Tennyson from Ben 10 Alien Force….but not exactly the same. Part two coming at some point, send an ASK if you want to be tagged

Warnings- Kidnapping, threatens of torture.

Word Count- 1170

“Hey, Y/N! What are you doing here? I thought you had the day off?” Your coworkers asks you.

“I do, but there are several speeches that I wanted to watch today.” You say, smiling.

“Well have fun, I guess.” Your coworker says, rolling her eyes.

“I will!” You say, before walking down a hallway towards the assembly hall. As you made your way down the hall you took your phone out to check it.

“Excuse me.” A deep voice says, hands grabbing your upper arms to stop you from walking right into a group of people.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” You say, looking up from your phone.

“It is alright. No harm done.” The man says as he smiles at you.

“My king, we must be going.” A woman says.

“Of course.” The King says. “If you will excuse us.”

“Sorry.” You say, moving out of the group’s way.

****

The speeches were fascinating, just as you had hoped. You had said goodbye to your co-workers before making your way out of the building.

“Hey, Grandpa, I just finished up at work. I was thinking about stopping bye for dinner tonight, I can pick us up something from that Thai place on 6th.”

“That sounds great. How did today go?”

“It was great. I think you really would have liked on of the- hey Grandpa can I call you back.” You say as you notice several men try to pull a young woman into a van.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“Just some trouble.” You murmur.

“I’ll call the cops. Just- just be careful.”

“Always, Gramps.” You say before hanging up the phone.

“Stop! Do you know who I am?”

“Why do you thing we’re taking you, Princess?” One of the men sneer. “I’m sure we’ll get a pretty penny for your safe return.”

“I am going to kill you!”

“Hey!” You call. “Let her go!”

“Yeah. That’s not going to happen.” A voice behind you says. You feel something hit your back, before everything goes black.

****

“Hey, hey, you need to wake up!” A voice says.

“What-what happened?” You slur.

“You tried to save me, thank you for that, but-uh you ended up being taken hostage to.”

“Where are we?” You ask, eyes slowly opening.

“In a cell. I do not know where.”

“Alright.” You say, looking around the cell. There isn’t anybody else in there, so you create a bubble of energy that surrounds the cell.

“What is that?”

“It will keep the bad men out.” You say.

“Alright, but what is it?”

“It’s called mana. It’s basically energy, I can manipulate it, to make shields and different constructs, I can use it to track people, and I can use it to create energy blasts.”

“Are you inhuman?”

“No.” You say shaking your head.

“How long will this barrier hold?”

“I don’t know. A couple days, at the most.” You say. “I’ll keep it up as long as I can, but I need to concentrate.”

“Alright.”

“I’m Y/N, by the way.”

“Shuri.” She says. “Hopefully we will be found soon. I am sure there are already people looking for me- for us. So tell me about this mana.”

“So I’m not entirely human.” You say. “My grandmother is an alien, she’s what’s called an Anodite. They’re made out of pure energy or as they call it mana.”

“Are there many Anodite’s on earth?”

“No.” You say, shaking your head. “My grandma came to earth during the 40’s fleeing her planet after her sister took control of the throne. She met my grandpa, while he was fighting Nazi’s in Europe, she joined him and his battalion, then they came back to America, had my Dad and my Uncle. But she grew home sick, and left just after I was born to reclaim the throne.”

“So you are royalty?” Shuri asks.

“Huh, I’ve never really thought about it like that. But yeah, I guess I am.”

“Oh princess, it’s time to take some pictures, for your brother. Proof of life and all that.” A man calls before walking into the room. “What the fuck?!”

“Yeah, there aren’t going to be any pictures today. Not if I can help it. So why don’t you just let us go. Before things get….ugly.” You say, smirking as the man shoots his gun towards the bubble. But the bullets ricochet off and hit the walls.

“You’ve trapped yourselves in there, and it’s only a matter of time before whatever this is fails.” The man sneers before leaving the room.

“Badass.” Shuri murmurs.

“Thanks, princess.” You say.

“You’re welcome, princess.” Shuri says.

“Oh, no that is way too weird.” You say, laughing.

“You’re pretty cool.” Shuri says. “I’m going to set you up with my brother when we get out of here.”

“Okay.” You snort. “You should probably get some sleep.”

“You can sleep first, I will keep watch.”

“I can’t go to sleep.” You say. “If I do, the shield will disappear.”

“Then I will stay up with you!” Shuri says.

“Get some sleep, kid.” You say.

“I am not a kid!” Shuri says.

“You’re what? 16?”

“Yes.” Shuri says.

“So you need to get your sleep, it’s important. Do not worry about the men, I will protect you.” You say.

“Alright.” Shuri murmurs, before laying down on the cot. 

**2 days later**

“You need to sleep, Y/N.” Shuri says. “You are dead on your feet.”

“I can’t.” You slur. “The shield will drop.”

“We are almost out of water.” Shuri murmurs. “Maybe…maybe it is time to give up.”

“No! Not yet. I-I can keep it up for another couple hours.” You say, your vision blacking out for a second.

“My brother should have found us by now.” Shuri says.

“Have faith, Shuri.” You murmur. That’s when you hear several gun shots, and a door slam open.

“Brother!” Shuri yells.

“Shuri! Are you alright?”

“Yes.” Shuri says. “Y/N, you can drop your mana now. My brother is here.”

“Alright.” You murmur, before finally letting the exhaustion take over.

“Who is this, sister?” T’Challa asks, taking your unconscious body into his arms.

“Princess Y/N.” Shuri says. “She kept me safe.”

“Princess? Of what country?”

“Not a country, of another planet.” Shuri says.

“So she is an alien?”

“Her Grandmother is.” Shuri explains.

“Am I right in assuming that we will be taking her back to Wakanda with us?” T’Challa asks.

“Yes.” Shuri says. “I would not be alive right now if it wasn’t for her.”

“Then Wakanda is forever in her debt.”

“I think making her our queen will be a good way to repay that debt.” Shuri blurts out.

“I’m sorry?” T’Challa asks.

“I think the two of you would make an excellent couple.”

“Shuri- I-I don’t even know this woman. I am grateful for what she did, but-.”

“I know you and I know her.” Shuri says. “The two of you will be well matched.”

“Shuri.” T’Challa sighs.

“We can talk about this more later.” Shuri says. “I-I would like to go home now, and see mama.”

“Of course, sister.”

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GOT Recap: The Spoils of War

Airdate: 8/6/2017 ; Season 7, episode 4 

 So, I don’t mean to be dramatic or anything, but…OMG, THIS WEEK’S GAME OF THRONES WAS FREAKIN’ AMAZING!!! This episode was a beautiful gift from the TV gods with more reunions, more Jon and Dany, more Littlefinger side eye, and dragons galore! I’ve managed to gather up my jaw from the floor to bring you the recap of “The Spoils of War”, so let’s not waste another moment! 

But Jaime, I Want A Castle NOW! 

Ah, the spoils of war, indeed! The Lannister army has packed up all the goodies and gold they’ve won after their surprise attack on House Tyrell and they’re on their way home from Highgarden. Jaime Lannister grabs a hefty bag of gold from the money wagon and hands it to Bronn, then sends the driver on his merry way to King’s Landing. Mopey Bronn has a bad case of First World problems as he bitches and moans about how he wants a proper reward, like…oh, I don’t know, a castle…maybe even the one they just stormed. Jaime is all, “Seriously, dude? Quit yer whining, you just got a load of cash. Daenerys Targaryen would probably evict you in a week. And besides, castle upkeep is pricey.  Once you’ve paid the whole Downton Abbey staff and fed the moat monster, there’s barely enough money left to fill your Olympic-sized pool with champagne every day. You’ll get your pick of castles once we’ve won the war.” Bronn musters up the strength to silence his inner Veruca Salt as Randyll Tarly and Dickon (whom Jaime keeps calling Rickon) appear, and Jaime sends the three men off to shake down the local farmers for their harvest.

 Meanwhile at the Red Keep in King’s Landing, Queen Cersei tells the Iron Bank representative that she’s able to repay the full debt she owes. The money is on its way as they speak. The rep is duly impressed and informs Cersei that the bank will be happy to make a new loan for her next venture: Restoring her rule in Westeros. Cersei shares that she’s growing her army and has reached out to the Golden Company in Essos - your basic mercenary placement agency. As soon as the gold arrives, the rep assures Cersei that she’ll have the Iron Bank’s full lending support to pay for her hired guns. 

I Know What You Did Last (Long) Summer 

At Winterfell, Petyr Baelish aka Littlefinger has a one-on-one meeting in Bran’s chambers to give him a gift: The dagger that was used in the assasination attempt against young Bran shortly after his tower-falling accident. The blade is made of Valyrian steel, btw. Littlefinger muses that it could be argued that this dagger launched the War of the Five Kings. He claims that it is his mission to protect the Stark children - anything Bran needs, Littlefinger is his guy. Gee, coming from a slimeball who arranged the worst marriage ever between Sansa and Vile Ramsay, I’d have to say that’s a hard pass. When Bran asks Littlefinger if he knows to whom the dagger belonged, Baelish says no. Littlefinger goes on to ponder that it’s so weird, doncha think, how the dagger led to all the craziness that happened to the Starks, and made Bran who he is today. He remarks that Bran must have seen unfathomable things beyond the Wall (cue laughter) and sympathizes that it must be odd to return to Winterfell among so much chaos. To which Bran flatly replies “Chaos is a ladder.” A hint of alarm flashes across Littlefinger’s face, and luckily for him, Meera Reed appears at the door and he has the perfect excuse to leave. 

Quick side note: If you, like me, were totally confused by Bran’s line, then rejoice for the interwebs! Apparently it’s a callback to a conversation Littlefinger had with Varys back in season 3, when the former said “Chaos is not a pit. Chaos is a ladder.“ 

Bran just out-creeped the resident creeper! Looks like Lord Baelish is going to have to recalibrate all those battles he is always fighting in his head to predict every scenario that could happen in real life! 

 As for Meera, she’s come to bid farewell. She tells Bran that she’d like to stay, but she needs to return to her family what with the snow zombie apocalypse coming, and Bran is about as safe as it gets now that he’s home. Bran goes, “K, cool. Gracias. Bye, Felicia.” Dumbfounded, Meera is all, “Really?! That’s all you’ve gotta say? Wtf, dude. Lots of people died or almost died helping you.” And Bran’s all, “Yeah, so…I’ve got a lot of data uploaded to my brain and it’s kinda hard to keep track of emotions and personality and stuff. But hey, girl, I vaguely remember what it’s like to have feelings and the old me is stoked that you were there for me, but the new me just can’t do this whole attachment thing right now.” Meera’s face crumbles and she says what we all have been thinking, "You died in that cave.” She fails to add “You may want to tone it down on the voyeuristic creepazoid thing, which is freaking everybody out." 

Just outside of Winterfell, Arya has arrived and is trying to convince some a-hole bouncers at the gate that this is her home. They don’t believe her and tell her to eff off, but she talks them into letting her into the courtyard while she waits for them to get Sansa. The guards squabble amongst themselves and when they turn, she’s gone. 

When the guards give Sansa the news of her little sister’s return, she knows exactly where to look for Arya. In the underground mausoleum, Arya stands at her father’s grave when Sansa arrives. It’s a sweet reunion as Arya’s first words are "Do I have to call you Lady Stark now?” And Sansa replies, stone-faced, “Yes.” She breaks into a smile, and the sisters hug warmly. Each hints to the other that they’ve been though hell since they last saw each other. Arya is eager to know if Sansa really killed King Joffrey, and when Sansa says no, Arya tells her he was at the top of her kill list. Sansa thinks she’s joking and Arya lets her. Sansa informs her baby sister that Bran is home, too, and the look on her face screams “Gurl, things are pretty cray around here." 

 The sisters meet up with their brother at the Godswood Tree, which is Bran’s version of “Central Perk”…without the friends, java, or general joie-de-vivre. Arya throws her arms around Bran, who looks like he’s absentmindedly trying to recall typical human interactions, and gives her an awkward emotionless hug. He tells her he saw her at the crossroads to King’s Landing and Winterfell, and seems a bit surprised that she is here. Wait a second, did he only briefly flip to the Arya channel and not bother to see what came next? I thought this guy was all-seeing/knowing! Harrumph! He shows both sisters the dagger he received from Littlefinger. Arya immediately notes it’s made of Valyrian steel while Sansa warns that Littlefinger never does anything for anybody without wanting something in return. Bran don’t care. He gives the dagger to Arya, saying she’ll get more use from it than a cripple. I can’t help feeling he knows that Arya is going to have a run-in with some Whitewalkers and will find that dagger mighty handy. 

Then I Saw His Cave, Now I’m A Believer 

At Dragonstone, Queen Daenerys and Missandei are walking down to the beach to meet up with Jon Snow, who has found a cave full of Dragonglass, which he’s ready to mine. Jon calls Dany over. "Yo gurl…I wanna show you something inside this dark cavern…” and everybody immediately goes “Oooooh, Ygritte be spinning in her grave!” But this is Jon we’re talking about, and he legit wants to show her a bunch of cave drawings that he believes were made by the Children of the Forest. I'mma start to call them Toddlers of the Forest because they draw on walls, make rash decisions, and leave ginormous messes for others to clean up. 

 Dany is amazed by the artwork in the cave and marvels that it could have been made before men even existed. But Jon’s all “Nuh uh, look over here.” And we see crude drawings of men and then…Whitewalkers. Jon’s all, “See, queenie? Living proof! They worked together to defeat their common enemy. Case closed! You believe me now?” I cannot properly express just how badly I wanted the camera to pan down to his hand holding a piece of chalk, or show a close-up of the tiny initials J.S. etched underneath the Whitewalker stick figures. 

Dany tells Jon she will fight for him on one condition: Bend the damn knee! But Jon is all “Yeah, but no, ‘cuz my people won’t accept a Southern ruler, so that’s not gonna fly.” To which Dany goes, “They will if their king tells them to. It would be a shame for them all to die, just because you couldn’t get over yourself.”

 They emerge from the cave to bad news from Tyrion Lannister and Varys: Casterly Rock is won, but…oopsies, Dany’s fleet was destroyed and Highgarden is toast, too. Oh, and Cersei has made sure that all food has been removed from The Reach, so Dany's army of Unsullied will starve on their way back on foot. Daenerys is furious.  She’s lost all her allies and it seems the conversation she had with Lady Olenna about ignoring advice from clever men is really speaking to her. She wants to hop a dragon and go nuclear on King’s Landing. Tyrion strongly advises against it, but Dany points out that he’s been pretty sucky in the advice department.  She even suggests that perhaps Tyrion is purposely giving bad counsel to protect his family. Burn.  She turns to her Northern visitor and asks “What Would Jon Do?” and the reply is “Well, if I was trying to win the love and loyalty of all of Westeros and set myself apart from all previous and current rulers, I sure as hell wouldn’t lay fiery waste to an entire city, killing thousands of civilians.” You can practically hear Tyrion’s inner monologue screaming “Yes!!!! Thank you, Voice of Reason!" 

 Back at Winterfell, Brienne and Podrick are sparring in the courtyard, when Arya comes along and tells Brienne she wants to train with the woman who beat The Hound in battle. We get a sweet sequence of Arya showing off her badass fighting skills while Sansa and Littlefinger look on from the mezzanine and Sansa seems to be wondering "Wtf is going ON with all my siblings?!” Arya has an exhilarated smile on her face as she fights and eventually bests Brienne. When Brienne asks who taught her to fight like that, Arya grins and says “No one”. She looks up and sees Littlefinger and her smile fades fast. Is he on her kill list, I wonder.

 Hundreds of miles away, Jon and Ser Davos are walking the walls of Dragonstone and Davos asks what Jon thinks of Dany, hinting that she is a hottie. Jon’s all “Dammit, man, I don’t have time to date right now, I’m trying to save my people and all of humanity.” They encounter Missandei on their walk and she tells them what an inspiration Dany is to all the people who follow her. They notice a Good Greyjoy ship and head to the shore where Theon arrives by boat. Jon tells Theon he would kill him if it weren’t for the fact that Theon helped Sansa escape from Ramsay Bolton. Theon tells them he needs Dany’s help to rescue his sister from Uncle Euron, but Jon replies “Dany ain’t here, yo." Hmmm, where could she be? 

Don’t Mess With The Dragon Mama

On an open field, still a distance from Kings Landing, a large group of the Lannister army is taking a rest while Jaime and Bronn look on. Commander Randyll Tarly rides up and informs Jaime Lannister that the gold has been safely transported to Cersei. He says the soldiers need to catch up with the front end of the regiment at the Blackwater rush and asks for permission to flog any stragglers as motivation to get moving. You get the sense that he considers flogging others a perk of the job.  Ugh, Randyll is such a miserable guy. 

Jaime and Bronn ask Rickon - I mean Dickon! - what he thought of his very first battle at Highgarden and he confesses it was hard to fight men he grew up with…and surprisingly stinky. Bronn smugly points out it’s the smell of men pooping their pants when they die. Lovely imagery there, dude. Suddenly Bronn realizes things have gotten too quiet. Jaime is on high alert and shouts to the soldiers to get into formation, because something’s a comin’. 

The tension is palpable. In the distance we see a horde of Dothraki closing in. Hurrah for Team Dany! Although, it’s kind of a conflicting feeling of triumph, because I hate Queen Cersei, but I’m also rather fond of Jaime and Bronn.  Maybe they’ll be aight…hopefully. I know the term "epic battle” is brought out often, especially where Game of Thrones is involved (deservedly so), but believe me when I say what follows truly is an epic, heart-racing battle scene. Words can’t do it justice, but here are some of the need-to-know highlights: 

 The Dothraki ride in like the unhinged, badass warriors they are, and as they get closer and closer to the Lannister army you just know a dragon is gonna appear soon. And appear it does! Drogon swoops over the horde, taking the lead, and we get a close-up of Dany on his back as she says “Dracarys!” and her Dragon spews out a stream of fire onto the shocked Lannister army. Total chaos ensues as burning men flail and run and we get lots of breathtakingly awesome shots of Drogon just shooting out flames like a laser beam, making a barbecue of any poor soul who happens to be in the line of fire. Meanwhile the Dothraki are handling things on the ground. 

 Amidst the madness, Jaime instructs Bronn to get to the wagon with Cersei’s secret weapon: Qyburn’s jumbo dragon-slaying crossbow. In true Bronn fashion we get the retort “Why me?” -“Cause it takes two working hands, ya jerk, DO IT!!!" 

 A Dothraki warrior singles out Bronn as he makes his way through the burning hellscape, and there’s a sad moment for all animal lovers when Bronn’s horse loses a leg.  Bronn eventually gets the upper hand when he reaches the giant crossbow and fires it at his Dothraki assailant - skewering him. I mean…they ARE at a barbecue, after all. 

 As Dany continues to soar over the disoriented mass of soldiers and Drogon sets things ablaze, Bronn takes aim at the creature. He misses the first time, but the second shot hits Drogon in the chest. It’s not an immediately fatal shot, but the dragon falls from the sky.  Somehow the beast manages to regain enough control to land with Dany still safely perched on his back. Jaime is about a football field’s distance from where Dany and Drogon have landed, and Dany is trying to remove the massive spear from Drogon’s chest. 

Tyrion and Varys look on from a great distance and Tyrion mutters "You effing idiot!” when he sees Jaime charging toward Dany on horseback. Just as Jamie is mere feet away, Daenerys turns around and Drogon turns his head to blow a giant stream of fire at Jaime. But before the inferno can engulf him, somebody rides up and knocks Jaime from his horse and both men fall into a conveniently-placed body of water. Jaime sinks deeper and deeper into the water and…the credits roll. 

 Holy Mother of Dragons! What an intense final 20 minutes that was! The music and camerawork were simply perfect and I loved the sequence of Bronn making his way to the dragon-killing weapon - it was shot beautifully and conveyed the disorienting horror of the battle. I was covering my face for the whole battle scene, cringing and shouting expletives at the screen, praying that no Dragons would die. 

 Man oh man! Still kind of recovering from the excitement. I’m hoping desperately that Drogon’s wounds aren’t fatal. Dany can’t lose her favorite dragon-child! Perhaps it’s time to invest in some dragon-sized chainmail. 

Pretty sure Jaime will survive - at least till the next episode - and my guess is that Dickon saved him, and will be getting more screen time. Even though this was a set-back for Cersei, I’m sure she’ll return with a vengeance once her hired hands from Essos come to town. 

 It’s great to have all the legit Stark kids back home and I’m loving the buddy pair-up of Arya and Brienne. Although poor Sansa is all “Damnit, I’m stuck with Littlefinger while everybody else gets to have all the fun.” What will Baelish do next? I feel like he probably wants to peace out of Winterfell, considering there is a highly trained assassin in the hizzy and a know-it-all who likely has seen every scheme and backstabbing thing Littlefinger has ever done. I think it’s high time for Bran to start giving people some useful info instead of just being all “I’ve been working on this cool time traveling Peeping Tom hobby lately” with everybody he meets; giving Arya the dagger is a good start. 

 Next week it looks like we’re getting some Whitewalker action, or, at the very least, an update on the Wildlings at East Watch. Will Jon finally “bend the knee” in order to get a dragon on loan from Dany to help out his pals in the north? He’s just gotta suck it up and do it, right? But will Dany even be able to spare any of her Unsullied what with Cersei’s sneaky outmaneuvering at Casterly Rock? So much can happen! With only three episodes left, every minute is precious and I’m pretty optimistic the final episodes are going to deliver mucho good times! Hang tight until next week, my dears!