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avatarconner · 3 years

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RWBY/Black Panther outline

So a few years ago I wrote up a possible outline for Black Panther and RWBY crossover but I never really went anywhere with it so it’s just been sitting in my notes for years now. Since I’m not going to do anything with it, I figure I’d post it here for someone else to take and create their own story if they so choose.

The information is taken from various writers and runs of the character.

General Facts

Wakanda has NEVER been conquered

It's main resource is Vibranium

Also has Dust deposit

Though does not mine it

Due to Vibranium has made leaps in technological to the point of discovering space travel

The Black Panther, while passed down through the royal line along with the title of King, is challenged once a year by any Wakandan

The Tribal Council (Known as the Taifa Ngao) is the council of all thirteen tribes of Wakanda who help the king with polices

Education is highly valued in the Wakandan culture and was viewed as a fundamental building block to incient Wakandans. The nation has one of the highest literacy rates on the planets. They have an eleven year free, compulsory cycle of primary and secondary education. At the end of this the citizens of Wakanda have the choice in the future of their career path. Many go on to attend one of their free Universities. The citizens also have other options such as farming and mining and other such laboring professions

The nation is very xenophobic to the other Kingdoms, mainly due to the intolerance that has spread since the war between the Faunus and Humans

95% of Wakandans are Faunus of various animals

Every major city is named after a former King/Black Panther

Wakanda has a universal public health system paid largely from taxation. Wakanda's entire population has equal access to health care services. The nation has one of the highest life expectancy rates on the planet.

The king is protected by his own personal bodyguards the Dora Milaje, skilled female warriors who have dedicated their lives to the Black Panther

They have their own intelligence agency known as P.R.I.D.E. (Princess Regent Intelligence Division Executives)

Foreign Policies

While Wakanda is xenophobic to the rest of the world they do not ignore what goes on outside their boarders. They have access to the CCT such as the other Kingdoms since they built their own tower years before Atlas did and is capable of reaching all around the world if needed. But their relationships vary between other Kingdoms.

Vale

Wakanda has no qualms with the Kingdom of Vale, however they do hold the belief that the Kingdom is too lax, not facing the dangers of the world

Ozpin has met with T'Chaka, T'cahlla and Tanka's father when he first became the Black Panther. Ozpin made a good impression on him which led to Wakanda beginning to grow out of it's boarders and slowly start to reach out to the outside world

An expedition to Wakanda with professor Evert Ross and Doctor Oobleck of Beacon academy yielded a productive relationship, with the two learning a great deal of Wakandan culture as well as earning a look inside the kingdom.

Vacuo

It's furthest neighbor, they see the Kingdom of Vacuo as a warning, since they as well had access to copious amounts of minerals and destroyed their lands mining for them. However it's debated whether this has made the people of Vacuo strong since they can survive in such harsh conditions, or merely foolish for letting it happen in the first place.

Vacuo had once tried to take over Wakanda but this failed miserably, since then it has for the most part respected the nation's borders.

Atlas

Atlas and Wakanda have the worst relationship out of all the Kingdoms, Atlas has tried a number of times to force their way into Wakanda and has failed every time. This is due to Atlas' ideals of protecting everyone and while Wakandans understand the reasoning they do not trust another Kingdom that believes it can act as the entire world's police without any of the people it rules over actually in the kingdom.

The SDC also has a bad relationship with Wakanda, mainly with the current CEO Jacques Schnee and his discrimination against the Faunus. But also due to his greed, and his desire for Vibranium.

The only official who has garnered any respect from Wakanda's Kings is General Ironwood, who at the start of his career asked Wakanda to officially welcome it to the other Kingdoms with a peace summit in Mantel. However the Summit was ruined by an assassination of King T'Chaka, sending the kingdom of Wakanda back into isolation.

Minstrel

Minstrel is the closest Kingdom to Wakanda and has respected it's borders

Has never tied to attack/invade Wakanda

However most people who attempt to steal from the Kingdom hide out here until caught.

Technology

Kimoyo Bracelets-See Diagram

Panther Habit-Suit worn by the king/protector of Wakanda the Black Panther

Magnetic Wave Vehicles-Aircraft that Black Panther and Wakandan military use to fly without the use of Dust.

Holopods-Horgraphic orbs that create projections and even have heat signatures.

Vibranium-While this substance itself is rare and has the unique ability to absorb and redistribute Kinetic and Sound energy, Wakanda has also found a method to create Vibranium from itself, making their supply of it endless.

History

Wakanda was founded thousands of years ago by a small tribe living on the continent currently known as Anima. At that time a gigantic meteorite crashed into the ground fairly close to the village, upon investigating the site of the impact they discovered a mound that rivaled a mountain sticking out from the ground. They discovered that the entire meteorite was composed of a metal that was virtually indestructible, explaining how the impact from the impact hadn't caused worse damage.

The chief of the tribe decreed that the mound was theirs since it fell on their land and decide to keep it to themselves. Years pass and settlers from Mantel arrive caliming the land is there, however the Wakandans hold their ground and defeat their attackers with weapons more advanced than their attackers. They leave one man alive and tell him to send a message, that any who try to invade Wakanda will be dealt with in the same manner, after this victory the chief is pronounced as the King of Wakanda, and taking the title of the Black Panther, on account of his faunus traits and pelt of a black panther which he wore into battle.

The first Black Panther, Bashenga, had only one son and heir to the throne Azzuri. He ruled during the time of the great war and met the king of Vale when he asked the King of Wakanda to join Vale and Vacuo in the war against Mantel and Minstrel to end the slavery of faunus as well as the dampening of expression. Azzuri said that while he would oppose the two Kingdoms against Vale he would not lead his people to a war they didn't ask for. But he would allow Vale and Vacuo to pass through Wakanda since they morally opposed Minstrel and Mantle's polices against Faunus kind.

During the Great War Wakanda was faced with constant battle from Mantel and Minstrel but remained victorious throughout until the war ended. When it came to a close, the King of Vale offered Azzuri to join him in forming five kingdoms and divide the world up between them. However, knowing that they could not open Wakanda's technology to the rest of the world he declined and instead requested that his nation be recognized as it's own sovereign Kingdom.

The world then enjoyed a time of peace, during which Azzuri passed his mantel down to his oldest son T'Chaka. His second oldest S'Yan served at his brother's side dutifully until their father passed away from old age.

Soon, T'Chaka had his own son, T'Challa, however his queen passed away at her son's birth, never to know the son she gave her life for. But T'chaka found love again with his second wife Ramonda, who gave them his second son Taka and then becoming pregnant with their first daughter Shuri.

It was during this time that the king was invited to a peace summit in Vytal, giving Wakanda the chance to be recognized as a Kingdom on par with the others and finding a compromise between the other Kingdoms. T'Chaka accepted the invation and took his family with him to the summit. However while at the Summit, T'Chaka was attacked by an assassin known as Klaw, the attack resculted with Taka being mortally wounded and T'Chaka being killed.

Ramonda took her children back to Wakanda, Taka being kept alive by the best of the kingdom's medical technology while S'Yan took the mantle of Black Panther.

Taka made a miraculous recovery, and awoke to find a black panther cub had found it's way into his room.

Characters

Royal Family

T'Chaka

Former King of Wakanda as well as father to T'Challa, Shuri and Taka. He died when an assassin known as Klaw attacked him and his family at a peace summit.

S'yan

Brother of T'Chaka and Uncle to the prince and King, he served as Black Panther after his brother's passing, he was well known for his speed and earned the nickname "S'yan the fast".

Ramonda

Queen of Wakanda

T'Challa

Firstborn son of T'chaka and current ruler of Wakanda

Suri

Third child of T'Chaka and sister to Taka and T'Challa. Is a scientific genius

T'Shan

Son of S'yan, he tried to compete for the mantle of Black Panther along with his cousin T'Challa but failed, he has harbored resentment towards the king ever since.

Taka

Second son of T'Chaka and brother to T'Challa, Taka was wounded by Klaw during the assassination of his father but has since recovered. Main Character of the story

Wakandans

Dora Milaje

Mistress Zola

Instructor

Ayo

Shuri's bodyguard

Folami

Ramonda's Bodyguard

Dalia

Taka's bodyguard

Taifa Ngao

Akili

Leader of the Wakanda secret police the

Hodari

Spymaster of P.R.I.D.E. and head of Wakandan intelligence.

Queen Ramonda

Head of Public Relations for Wakanda

N'lix

Head of Wakanda's technology branch

Teela

Mistress Zola's second in command and representative

General Jakarra

Genreal in charge of the millitary forces of Wakanda

Rona

Head of the Vibranium mine

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dramaqueeenamby · 6 years

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4AM

Amari sighed and looked over at the clock. It was pushing on 1:00, the usual time of which he took his lunch break. He then perused over the massive amounts of paperwork that he still had left to fill out. Yet, he also realized that he was no good without a full stomach.

So, he decided to take his break.

Putting his computer on sleep, he tried to organize the stacks of files before leaving out when he received a knock on his door.

“Just a minute,” he called out, releasing a heavy breath as he stood up and walked over to grab the keys when he suddenly found himself slammed against the wall, his face pressed into the coarse plaster. “What-”

“The only reason that you are still alive is because your death would devastate her.” Amari winced both from T’Challa’s sturdy grasp and his lethal voice. “Trust, if not for that, I would have snapped your fucking neck by now.”

“Are you-“

“Why are you fucking talking?” T’Challa sneered, applying life pressure as Amari continued to struggle against him.

“You’re insane,” Amari gritted as T’Challa finally released him, quickly turning around to glare at the king. “How dare y-”

“Excuse me?” T’Challa raised his brow, secretly enjoying how Amari slowly coyed away from him. “Remember before whom you speak, General.”

“Forgive me, your highness,” Amari’s voice was laced with sarcasm as he glared at the man who painfully outranked him. “But what the hell have I done to garner such an attack?”

“You would stand there and feign innocence?” T’Challa was disgusted, his fist at his side, tight and ready. “Pretend as though you have done nothing?”

“Because I haven’t!” Amari raised his voice just as T’Challa hit something on his kimoyo bracelet and a suggestive picture of Bashira appeared.

Amari’s eyes widened. “Where did you-”

“Lie to me again, and you shall see what a true attack from me entails,” T’Challa calmly threatened. “This and countless other pictures and videos were sent to me, the source blocked, or so they thought.” A gulp from Amari forced T’Challa to once again control his anger. “I know they came from you.”

Amari shook his head and scoffed. “And you truly think I sent them? To you of all people?”

T’Challa closed up the image. “I don’t answer your fucking questions.”

“Then what do you want? An apology? Because you sure as hell are not getting one.”

“Do you truly think an apology makes what you’ve done right?” T’Challa narrowed his eyes.

Amari was growing irritated. “Are you hard of hearing? I’ve don-” The general was silenced by T’Challa’s hand wrapping around his throat, forcing him back against the wall, the brunt of the impact forcing him to blink a few times.

“What was that?” T’Challa mocked with a straight face and a chuckle. “Something seems to be preventing me from hearing you.” Amari foolishly tried to pry T’Challa’s hand off him, but it was no use. In actuality, it only prompted the Black Panther to lift him, his feet dangling, desperate to find the floor. “You shall type up your request for an unpaid leave of absence to deal with….personal difficulties and have it on my desk for me to authorize before nightfall.” As Amari’s eyes widened with surprise, T’Challa added on. “This is not up for debate.”

Loosening him, T’Challa watched him fall to the floor with disgust written all over his face.

“I-” Amari gasped, trying to catch his breath while standing up. “I will do no such thing!”

T’Challa paused. “Excuse me?”

“Where is your pr-”

“I need not show you anything, general, and my patience with you grows thinner by the second with each disrespectful remark made,” he warned. “And if you were not so inept, you would be thanking me that you will retain your position despite your crimes-”

“My crimes?” Amari interrupted. “Tell me something, King T’Challa, what bothers you more, the fact that you were made aware of the existence of those pictures or that they were sent to me and not you.”

“I don’t give a damn who they were sent to nor is my wrath with you even remotely associated with jealousy. It is solely over the disrespect and lack of loyalty you continue to show your queen simply because you do not agree with her decisions.” T’Challa lamented with frustration. He was ready to see Amari disfigured. Each second spent around the man was literally causing his head to hurt.

“Bullshit,” Amari spat, T’Challa closing his eyes and starting to mentally count to ten. “You dare speak to me about respect? You who have done nothing but hurt and destroy her with your cruelty and unfaithful ways? You are a hypocrite who doesn’t deserve her. You don’t love her. You love the idea of her. Would you give up your throne for her? Your title? Your li-”

T’Challa hadn’t meant to snap. He truly didn’t, but Amari had caused something in him to break.

His resolve.

In a millisecond, T’Challa lifted his foot and brought it down on Amari’s knee, effectively breaking it.

As the general released a pained growl, T’Challa grabbed him by his collar and once again slammed him back against the wall.

“You have no idea what I’ve-I would give up for her.” His bottom lip quivered from the waves of rage that flowed through him. It was taking everything in the king to stop himself from causing additional bodily harm. “No one, and certainly not you, could ever fully comprehend my love for her. No one.”

Once again, Amari tried to regain his wits as T’Challa abruptly released him.

“I owe no one, except for her, an apology and explanation for my past behaviors,” he continued as Amari winced, grasping onto his incapacitated knee. “And lecture me not on disrespect when you carry your own secrets,” he crouched down. “ Or have you forgotten that I have complete access to your full file?”

Amari clenched his jaw. “I have no idea what you-”

“I always thought it strange why you, who proclaim to care so much about her, never tried to stop Thom with his unwanted advances, how he managed to slip in her room undetected when you were just a few feet away, but it all made sense when I saw how Jakarra was the one who wrote you a glowing recommendation letter after a rather subpar fitrep.” T’Challa watched as Amari’s eyes quickly changed from anger to fear in a matter of seconds which indicated guilt, prompting T’Challa’s own ire to increase. “She was only sixteen, you son of a bitch!”

“He said he simply wished to speak with her!” Amari matched T’Challa’s tone. “I didn't know she was in the shower-I thought-I thought she was finished.”

“You imbecile,” T’Challa snarled. “You couldn’t truly believe he only wished to talk to her?”

“It was a mistake, okay!” Amari yelled, feeling the guilt starting to rush back to him. He truly hadn’t meant for things to go as far as they did. He always knew that Jakarra had all of the connections he needed to secure a good position in Wakanda’s elite military forces, but that also meant securing a meeting and staying in good graces with the leader of the Border Tribe.

Unfortunately, that also meant turning a blind eye to all of the problematic things the man’s son did concerning Bashira.

“You are correct with one thing,” T’Challa’s voice quieted as he processed the emotions that arose from Amari’s statement. “I….do not deserve her.” He closed his eyes. “But neither do you.”

With that, T’Challa stood and straightened his clothes. “Once again, I expect to have your letter by the end of the night.”

Amari watched with irritation as T’Challa walked away, leaving him on the floor with his now broken knee, possible leg. “And if I do not?”

T’Challa froze, his hand on the knob, back still toward Amari.

“You eventually wish to procreate, yes?” Amari was thankful that the king couldn’t see the mortified expression that dawned upon his face. “I will have that letter. One way or another.”

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Bashira was excited to see T’Challa, so excited that she’d been lazy in trying to take and send a picture of herself to T’Challa, completely oblivious to the therapist that stood outside the door.

Caught in the act, the young queen struggled with an excuse, eventually forced to come clean as to how she’d been communicating with her husband for the past few days. Of course, Falala was far from pleased, the queen getting an earful from the quirky, older woman.

However, it wasn’t all bad as Falala indicated that she was pleased with the vast improvement in their communication….and reciprocated love.

So much so that she decided Bashira could return home a day earlier than planned.

She was ecstatic, Bashira having Ayo assist her in packing, starting to call T’Challa and tell him of her arrival but deciding to surprise him. She figured that he was probably busy as he hadn’t replied to her response after he sent his good morning text.

Of course, she thanked Falala for everything, shedding a few tears as she warmly embraced her therapist who also encouraged and informed her that while they’d crossed the mountain, there was still a lot of uncharted territories to tackle. Yet, Falala also congratulated Bashira on being willing and open to the getaway, something that Bashira was equally grateful for.

She truly felt like a new person, like years worth of pain and bottled up emotions were suddenly lifted from her shoulders, and she couldn’t wait to share her newfound freedom with her husband.

Except, when she walked off the jet, Luna and Ayo on either side of her, she only saw Ramonda, Shuri, and Ode waiting for her.

She’d asked Ode to tell T’Challa when she was on her way that way he was still surprised but also available for easy access for her when she arrived.

“Where is he?” Was the first thing she asked after greeting her family.

“We don’t know,” Shuri answered, earning a small glare from Ode. “He’s turned his beads off.”

Bashira frowned. T’Challa never did that. He was always available if need be. “When did you last see him?”

“He left early this morning,” Ramonda answered, her hand gently rubbing Bashira’s growing stomach, hoping that her daughter-in-law would come inside with them. “I am sure he will be ba-”

“I know where he is,” Bashira announced with a sad smile, rubbing Luna’s head. “Stay.” The Panther growled. “Luna.” A whimper. She smiled and looked over at Ayo. “Do you mind?”

The commander smiled and started to walk back over to the jet. “Where to, my queen?”

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“A man goes to brood where it is most isolated.” T’Challa nearly jumped off the cliff at the introduction of another voice. The young king turned around with slightly widened eyes to see his wife looking down at him with a warm smile. “You once said that to me.”

“Bashira….” His eyes journeyed over her form, his voice lost to his confusion. “What are y-”

“Everyone is worried about you,” she ignored his question, stepping closer as he surveyed their surroundings. Where was Luna? Her guard? “I left Luna at the palace, and Ayo is waiting by the jet.” She answered his mental question, holding onto his shoulder as she maneuvered her way onto the ground so that she was sitting next to him. “What troubles you?”

T’Challa was still taken back by her not only sneaking up on him but the mere fact that she was finally back within his grasp. The sun rained down on her flawless complexion, the hazel specks in her eyes strong and lucid. Her skin was glowing, the result of the pregnancy that seemed to be speeding by as his gaze fell on her stomach. His son, their son, was so close to being with them, being able to be held by them.

It was bittersweet.

His eyes closed and shoulders naturally relaxed as her hand moved up his back, gently caressing the hair at the nape of his neck. T’Challa easily moved his arms around her, his forehead dropping to her shoulder, breathing in her sweet aroma.

“I’ve missed you,” he mumbled into her skin while one hand moved under her dress to feel her bare stomach.

Her grin widened slightly as she kissed his temple. “And I, you.” Her eyes shut, her fingers continuing to rub his scalp. “But you have not answered my question.”

He sighed, contemplating on what to say. He couldn’t lie to her. Well, he could, but he didn’t want to. He wanted to be as forthcoming with her as possible even though he knew that wasn’t possible.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn’t tell her. He couldn’t tell anyone.

“Is it your mother?” She suddenly questioned. “Did you open it?”

He shook his head, remembering how he’d talked with her about his visits with the elderly woman. He’d been there several times since then and each included more of her strange requests, but they were always followed up with information, stories, and facts about his mother.

Some of which, though he was ashamed to admit, he’d forgotten about.

“T’Challa,” she nervously licked her lips. “I know that expressing yourself and opening up to people have never been your greatest strengths, but I-I want you-no-I need you to know that just as much as you are always there for me, I wish to be there for you too.”

He chuckled quietly, lifting his head and staring at the scenery before them. “You and I both know that I have not always been there for you.”

Not Physically, at least.

Bashira frowned. “Hey,” he refused to turn her way. “Look at me.” She spoke more forcefully, waiting for T’Challa to drag his eyes over to her. “We cannot change yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before that, or any other point in history.” She lifted her hand to cup his cheek. “All we have us right here and right now. And right now, at this very moment, all I see is you, not your past, not your mistakes, just….you.” He brought the hand on her stomach to her hip, lightly rubbing his fingers against her soft skin. “And I could not be any more in love. You are a good man, T’Challa, a great king, a loving husband, well, now.” Her attempt at a joke worked as the corners of his lips turned upward into a small smile. “And you know what else?” His eyes shut as she palmed his other cheek, her body inching toward him, angling as he realized she was trying to get on his lap. He grabbed her hips and assisted her, her bump putting some separation between them but not enough to cause her to break their contact.

“You are a going to be a wonderful father,” she whispered, tears in her eyes as she shook her head. “We-we weren’t ready then, but we are now.” He lowered his gaze slightly as she quietly referred to her abortion, something though they’d yet to sit down and talk about, he found himself finding more and more peace with. “And there is no one that I’d rather be on this journey with than you, my love.” T’Challa’s breathing grew heavy as she lightly grazed her lips across his, gingerly biting on his bottom lip, her lids fluttering slightly. “I love you,” she breathed, her fingers moving from his face down to his shoulders, T’Challa feeling her slowly rocking on his lap, his erection growing with each movement.

“Bashira….” he breathed as her small fingers went to lift the bulk of her dress so that she could reach his pants. “We ca-”

She shushed him with a kiss, the king unable to stop himself from deepening it. Bast, he missed her.

“Right here,” she mumbled, finally freeing him, lifting herself and aligning his hardened length at her already saturated entrance. “Right now.” He released a shaky breath as she lowered down of him, inch by inch, her fingers going to grasp at his shoulders at the familiar stretch.

“Fuck,” he closed his eyes at the feeling of being completely buried inside of her comforting warmth.

Slowly rocking, she held onto him, resting her forehead against his. “You and me.”

T’Challa looked up at her, the bliss on her face as she rode him, the love in her eyes, love that he’d worked so hard to achieve over the past few months. They’d truly come so far, moved past so many barriers, overcame countless obstacles.

And all of it had brought them to this very moment, in the middle of such ardent intimacy. It truly was more than he could have ever envisaged.

However, despite the fulfillment accompanied by that moment, all he could think about was something that she said.

“And there is no one that I’d rather be on this journey with than you, my love.”

He couldn’t help but wonder if she’d still feel the same way if she knew just how their journey would end.

Perhaps she was right.

He really did continue to break her heart….over…..and over…..again.

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A/N: Oh, so much forshadowing. *sighs*

Next chapter is fluff galore and a surprise appearance from some friends and allies we haven’t seen in this fic before. :)

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