《RED PANTHER》Episode 4
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Written by Jchrist (African Good Boy)
Immediately Joseph touched the panther seed, everywhere was filled with red flashes of light, thunderstorm making great horror sound like this Rapture(End time).
It was still night but the red light changed the whole atmosphere and surface, the people of Wakanda were scared and terrified.
The priest stood from afar and smile broadly.
“We have a heir now" the priest screams and everyone eureka with great joy.
“Seth! What the hell is happening?" Joseph asked curiously with surprise written all over his face.
“I'm confused as you Sir " Seth replied more surprise than Joseph.
The priest walked close Joseph
“My King " the priest promulge with a bow
“ Wait your what?" Joseph asked more confused than before
“The panther has chosen you as the new black panther and successor to the late King Tchalla" the priest enunciated and Joseph and Seth glanced at him with their mouths wide open.
“Sir you King?" Seth asked looking at Joseph
“Me King" Joseph asked glaring at the priest
“Yes " the priest replied.
JOSEPH P. O. V
“but why would the panther spirit choose a foreigner as how King?" I heard from the crowd a far.
“It's for the best" the priest answered politely with a smile.
Immediately I was covered with the crowd as they lifted me up and took me inside their spiritual room I guess. They dropped me right after entering the room, it was big and empty with darkness everywhere, nothing could be seen.
“Hello! Hello!! Anybody here?" My voice echoed out as I walk deeper into the strange room.
“Look at what dad cost me now, it was my interview not his, let me go alone, he refused, assigned a stupid assistant who successfully crashed my plane and ruined my long time dream. And led me here to hear I have been chosen as King by some goofy spirit to do dirty jobs for em" I complained still walking as my eyes kept adjusting into the dark room.
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“if not dirty then chosen as King to do what?" I asked angrily to nobody actually
“To save Wakanda" A voice echoed out
As I became scared and frightened and I looked back slowly to see candle lights held by some sort of old traditional Elders.
“who are you guys?" I asked with a trembling voice
“We are the traditional guardians of Wakanda kingdom and special kin's men to the throne" one of them replied humbly.
“why am I here?" I asked
“to face your destiny" they answered politely .
“I don't understand" I said unsatisfied
“My son, you have been chosen to take over the throne that has been left vacant since the late King died" one of them emphasized.
“I still don't understand why it has to be me" I said dryly.
(One of them moved forward and touched me on my shoulder)
“King Tchalla" he tries to speak but was cut short by me.
“Yeah! I know Tchalla, he came to America, part of the Avengers" I said.
“I heard he is a King in one Africa kingdom" I speak further.
“He is dead" he suddenly announced and I looked at him with extensive eyes.
I was really shocked to hear that one of the Avengers died again after Tony Stark died.
“This is his kingdom, handled to him by his father" he said
“And it all happened this way" he said dryly with a long sigh.
“Five years ago, some neighborhood Amolities spy came to Wakanda just to spy on us with the aim of discovering the true source power of our Vibranium, One of the Kings guard overheard them making evil plans, so he reported to the King and he sent for them but the King could capture them, they have already succeeded in their evil plans and escaped to their kingdom. King Tchalla was very angry, so he declared war against them and he destroy almost third part of the Kingdom but couldn't recover the source back" He stopped and heave a long sigh again.
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“And what happened next?" I asked wistfully.
“Later that night, King Tchalla was murdered in his own room and no one knew how it happened. Early the next day, like they knew Tchalla was dead, The Amolities came for war but since we were no match for them (They have the source of the Vibranium and Tchalla was no more). So they won and imprisoned the King's mother, Sister, Wife and personal guards, enslaved the people. Rumors says they are working with a demon. Later the panther spirit and statue disappeared, the people suffered a lot for years before the Panther spirit and statue showed up again to help us by bringing here" He stopped with a smile on his face.
“The tiny seed you touched was just a verification to signify that you have arrived" he said softly and immediately it dawn on me as I suddenly understood the whole thing.
“so the interview call.... The assistant.. The plane crash was all just to lure me here?" I asked inaudible and he only nods in support.
“huh wise spirit... I guess" I muttered
“So you mean I'm the new Black Panther?" I asked.
“No you are not" he said and I winced in surprise
“Now I'm lost... I d..don't understand" I stuttered.
“You are the RED PANTHER" he promulged
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