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Hello fellow nashuri moots hru hope your having an good end of the month. I have received so much likes and comments on this story. I’m so grateful for the your continued support and sharing. Without further ado chapter five.

Chapter 5: Bubastis

~Shuri~

I felt for the first time an urge to not be right yet we are. I was right Bubastis was all old tombs and desert.

“Griot, can you scan any other life or town around here?” I asked walking around.

“Scanning Princess” he replied.

I leaned against a pillar tired and frustrated we’d been here only five minutes and I was ready to go home. The emotional and mental weight on my shoulders added more additional pressure to my stress.

I’ve been scammed and bamboozled.

Before I could start going on a rant about how Bast would have to catch these hands and how I wanted to throw her in a vat of hair remover so she could look like that cat from cats and dogs the revenge of kitty galore.

“Princess in one of the tombs there is an sign of an oasis.” Griot cut into my sacrilege plans and revenge.

“Which direction?”

“Behind this temple”. I turned and entered the temple with statues of intact and eroded depictions of cats.

I delved deeper and found a crypt with a gold mask of a cat in the middle of the room a doorway in the middle of it open. I felt the humidity and a bright light ebbing from its cracks.

I carefully stepped through the room wary of traps and such. I slipped through the crack in the door and shielded my eyes from the light.

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The door quickly slammed closed behind me and before I could panic I came to the sight of a giant oasis. The water is clear and the air is similar to Wakanda’s. the trees and crops outlining the banks of the river.

I readied my black panther suit ready for whatever came next to tear away this serene scene and stepped more into the mysterious oasis. I turned to my left and couldn’t believe my eyes. There lay a big city with beautiful architecture and signs of vibranium in the buildings.

I stumbled as two kids ran past me giggling.

It motivated me to move to enter the vibrant area. A bustling marketplace hummed in the familiar tune of bargaining, calls of sales, and orders being given.

I looked around in awe at the place and its liveliness. There was a thrum that brushed over me in care. No doubt Bastet was here, her followers had her depicted in their architecture and clothing a sign of her ingrained in every person.

But who out of all of them is really her? She said she could be a man, woman, or child and appear at any age but what makes her distinct?

“Griot any supernaturalness in anyone here other than me?” I asked reaching the square of the city and looking around.

“There is a faint trace calculating” I let out a frustrated moan and plopped down on a step.

‘So much for coming to me’ I rolled my eyes.

I took out my flask of water gulped down the cool drink and took a moment to observe and cool down. I smiled at the kind people who had started to approach and started to strike up a conversation. Some tried to get me to buy something or just gave me items and food for free.

A few hours later

The children took a shine to me as well urging me to play some soccer games and other games with them. The time slipped with each interaction until I was caught up in a conversation with a musician.

“How do you like Bubastis so far?” she said handing me some juices to try as we continued marveling and talking about the beautiful city and people.

“It’s beautiful I haven't seen a place like this anywhere else other than home(and talokan)” I replied sipping and humming at the sweet taste of the coconut and melon juice.

“Oh, and where is home?” she asked.

“It is like here the air is crisp, the water is clear and clean and the people are lively, and even when we fight we still forgive and grow and love each other.” I reminisced.

“Sounds wonderful I wish I could see it someday” She replied and before I could say something in response the children swarmed her and I.

“ ‘basti, ‘basti please do music for us please” they begged and we both laughed fondly at their eager pleas.

“Alright, alright my cubs I’ll make music for you what would you like me to play.” She asked turning to her guitar case and bringing out a guitar. And other musicians surrounded us ready to play.

“Sing a song from Nigeria”

“No no, sing a song from south africa”

“No, do an international piece we loved your singing from other continents they sound so beautiful coming from you ‘basti”

“Okay, little cubs how about I perform a song from India hmm” They vibrated with energy and nodded excitedly.

She said something in Coptic and the musicians started playing a serene tone. The singer started vocalizing, moving around and serenading the crowd.

I quickly glanced at Griot's report and saw she was nearby. I scanned the crowd but saw no one resembling the goddess from my dreams.

Drums rang in the air catching my attention again as dancers started to appear out of nowhere in time with the beat and ‘Basti stood in the middle. What.

The video of dheera dheera from magdheera

She sang and danced with the mystery people and looked like a moving work of art her movement was flexible and graceful almost like a cat.

No way ‘basti, Ubasti, Bast.

She started changing forms she grew a bit taller and her skin formed a galaxy pattern. She formed ears and a tail and her irises slit to that of a cat the man who performed the duet with her was mystified and put even more effort into their performance.

“First time seeing Ubasti perform” a voice cut in and I turned to see an older woman sitting beside me.

“Yes is she…”

“The goddess yes”

“How did I not notice,” I asked turning part of my attention back to the goddess.

“She only exposes herself when she performs for the kids, they are the only ones who don’t fear her form and make it more comfortable seeking her.” exactly as she instructed someone will lead me to her, and then she would find me.

“It’s been a tradition since her birth that she performs for the people she sings, dances, and plays with us. Our days never result in anything but joy.”

The performance ended in cheers and joy like the woman said she hugged and playfully chased the children. She finally turned to me and all the people appeared behind her in a bow.

“Welcome princess Shuri to Bubastis sorry for the long wait my panther,” The woman said her voice a bit deep, mature, and smoothed like caramel and honey. Her eyes were a galaxy purple sparkling in excitement.

“You are really real, this is really real.” I breathed out taking everything once again.

“Yes, Princess Shuri and thank you for being patient with me and my people. They haven’t seen anyone in the outside world before and begged me to let them entertain you a bit before I sought you out.” She apologized with a sheepish smile.

“I-It’s okay I enjoyed their company” I stuttered standing up with an incline of my head in thanks.

“Ready?” She asked placing her palms out in time for our ritual. I nodded and placed my own a bit hesitantly in hers. The tattoo on my arm tingled and glowed a similar one appeared on her arm.

My mind was engulfed in magic as an image of an infinity sign and ankh formed and sealed together an even deeper mind link forming between us.

“I am you and you are me,” She said in finality. It was finally official.

The oasis immediately started to change time went faster and the door appeared opening revealing the tomb and the sleeping form of Bast’s body holding an ankh and sistrum.

The bast with me let go of my hands and went over to her people and did the signature wakandan greeting.

From what I now observe and found to be how the Egyptians buried their dead. They returned it with a few tears. A sign that her leave from this world a big affect on them.

“I love you my cubs” she said in Coptic love and care in her tone.

After the tearful goodbye with a couple hugs from the children she went I’ve to her body.

“My people want to say goodbye to you princess you’ve made a great first impression” she threw over her shoulders as she past me, climbing into her body.

I turned to the city people who were greatly cherished by her. To see them waiting to address me and once again bowed in farewell.

The crowd got up from their second bow with a smile, some calling out goodbyes, and others mostly waving to me and giving the wakandan greeting in respect to me.

They all slowly started to disappear with sand and wind. The shadows of cats run away into the changing scenery. One of the kids who played with me named Ife called out.

“Please come visit again princess” her smiling form whisked away with the wind and a tiny kitty running to follow the others.

I went through the portal door the warmth of the oasis leaving me. Now that I’m back in the tombs I am faced with a graveyard with gold statures in my wake.

“They were…”

“Dead”

I turned to see her now awake the ankh and sistrum tattooed to her arm along with our matching mark. She looked almost human.

Her eyes and tattooed face were an indignation of her otherworldly powers.

“Yeah, they were my first-ever followers since my creation they have allows held a special spot in my heart. After their death thousands of years ago they used to care and love for me living. I wanted to return the favor. Creating this part of the duat for them to spend eternity”

she continued coming out of her crypt.

The goddess brushed sand and dust out of her hair and body accepting my hand up.

I sighed resigned that I would be returning back to Wakanda and in turn seeing Namor once again.

We got out of the tomb to my aircraft an air of silence mutually settled between us in a break from all the magic and supernatural events. I really needed ten bottles of palm wine now that my fate has been set in stone.

“Griot set the air craft course for home” I ordered.

“Setting course for wakanda princess”

Ubasti chapter two: cat goddess

Chapter two: Cat goddess

The story of Bast is a very complicated one in ancient lore and mythology she was born from fire and tamed. She began as her sister Sekhmet bore from Ra’s eye, anger, and senility sent to punish humanity for refusing to worship and respect him.

The new goddess almost laid waste to all of Egypt drinking from the blood of her victims even going against Ra (through the urging of the other gods) when he asked her to stop. With the combined efforts of the gods and remaining humans, they tricked Sekhmet into mixing a concoction of blood and red wine.

They poured 7,000 barrels of the drink down the streets giving the illusion of a river of blood. Sekhmet drank it all until she passed out asleep and was finally tamed. From a part of her godly essence, Bastet was formed.

As Sekhmet awoke she saw Ptah and fell in love with him becoming his wife she continued on as a war goddess more tamed now and in protecting Ra a job shared and later passed on to Bastet and the Pharaohs. Ra leaves his demi form and continues his duties as a sun god on his boat raising the sun and fighting Apophis. Leaving Osiris to take the throne as god and pharaoh to Humanity.

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10,000 years ago

-Third person-

“What do we do now?”

“Is father sure that she has been tamed?”

“What about this new Goddess what if she’s worse?”

A small figure whimpered at that last comment her ears drawn back in sadness and fear she dint know what was going on. One minute she was waiting for her sister to say it was okay and explain why they were separated. Maybe introduce her to papa. But he was gone and my sister was sleeping in a god’s arms.

“Enough everything has been settled Sekhmet isn’t after humans for Ra’s rage anymore nor for enjoyment, Ra has finally continued in his true form, and humans are safe now. Go and continue with your duties we have a lot to clean up and repair.” The god holding Sekhmet cut in sharply stopping all comments. The other gods left to do their jobs and prepare for the new king.

Ptah approached the tiny goddess and gave her a smile.

“Hi little kit how do you feel?” he asked and she mumbled an

“Tired and hurt”

“Where?” he asked alarmed

“Here and here” she replied pointing to her head and heart.

“Well I know just the thing to help with that join me?” he held out a hand she took it and finally stepped out into the light.

“A child” a passerby gasped.

The two gods paid them no mind, Ptah lifted her up allowing her to curl into her sister’s lap and rest. Taking her to one of her many homes until she was ready to attend to her duties and share her sister’s roles.

At Ptah's main temple

“Better Kit?” he asked as she drank some tea and milk with honey helping her headache.

Bastet listened attentively to Thoth who stayed behind to inform bastet of the history of their families and her coming role as a goddess. Her heartache was buried with the information of being able to help the humans and atone for her and her sister’s rampage.

“Yes, when can I help?” Bast asked staring up at him with her galaxy-purple cat eyes.

“Later, for now, rest and listen you have a lot to unlock and learn about yourself before you can attend to the humans kit.” He said patting her head and turning back to a sleeping Sekhmet.

Bastet half listened to Thoth and stared at the open space.

“But who will these souls turn to?” She mumbled

Her tail stood straight at attention at the figures of humans wandering aimlessly looking for help and calling out but no one could hear them at least no one but her.

Ubasti Wakanda forever

Hello hope fellow nashuri and black panther fans in general enjoy this story if the characters are a bit off to canon please let me know and I will fix that. Please also share, comment, and like below. Without further ado…

Chapter 1: Dreams

-Shuri-

I felt listless as I continued my journey to where I didn't know. This feeling has been a constant occurrence in this world, just as I am when not in this deep rem. I felt like being on the ancestral plane, but there was no usurper cousin or old black panthers to welcome me. No baba, no mama, no…T’challa.

But there was the familiar blu purple sky. The forest now led to a building, A Pyramid. Surrounded by desert sand and cat statues emboldened the structure's vibranium and ancient style.

A panther, small and wide-eyed stared at me as I stopped at the entrance. The cub had a mischievousness to its eyes, its challenge piqued my interest.

As the cub darted inside, I moved after the cub taking glimpses at the texts in Wakanda, Egyptian, and other African dialects on the walls. The constant image was always cats. I reached out after the little panther.

'Wait' It ran faster. Bast, help me.

I sped up until I saw the cub stop at an entrance. I slowed down and knelt before the cub coaxed it into my arms cooing at it.

“Why did you send me on that chase ehn” I petted it as I got up, mindful of its claws. I looked into the room to see the sight of more cubs sleeping, playing, and cuddling with a panther. I walked in cautiously, to not startle or provoke the panther.

I was in awe of the panther, it looked different from the cubs. The panther was big, bigger than any adult panther ever seen, and it had a white coat rather than signature black. Its eyes had a galaxy color purple with hints of red as it looked over its cubs.

As I got closer, I noticed some cubs were not just panthers. They were cheetahs, tigers, pumas, lions, jaguars, and some domestic cats. Two particular cubs clung to her side. A jaguar and a panther seemed to be brothers. Their dynamics reminded me so much of N’jadaka and T’Challa. The Jaguar is bold and extroverted and the panther calm and recluse.

The white panther finally noticed me, or rather I noticed its stare. The panther cub in my arms squirmed until I released it and ran over to the mother. The panther got up and approached, its body slowly changing from a stalk to a human gait as the white panther transformed into a woman. She picked up the cub and addressed me.

“Welcome Shuri, my cub you've had a very tiring few days. I know you feel lost this was not a mantle you chose to claim along with the role of queen. But my cub I need you to be strong for these next few days ahead. I’ll be with you soon.” The woman gave me a reassuring smile and nodded.

The listlessness lifted and the fog cleared as I woke up. I would later write it off as a dream or hallucination, but one thing was sure that woman, that Panther was Bast. The same Bast From stories and legends she is real?

Dream over

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I woke up in a sweat confused and yearning to know more. The whispers of the woman/panther latched to my mind.

‘I will be with you soon my cub.’ ghosts of fur and a warm embrace on my skin.

‘It’s just a dream…a recurring one but a dream nonetheless. There must be an explanation.’ I put aside my racing thoughts and started the routine I’d made with Toussaint and Nakia.

Since my abdication from the throne and Wakanda, Life has been quiet. My days were filled with my nephew's laughs and banter. Days of me teaching him all I know, satisfying his natural thirst and conquest for knowledge.

I have found a sort of peace being here, planning all I can about the issues of Talokan, Wakanda, and the U.N. Along, with my imminent role back home, I try to avoid it. I am more focused on my role as head scientist and the black panther. The throne has a king already.

As for the U.N., my plans were ready to be initiated in accomplices of the alliance. Wakanda will find a way to shift the blame as it all comes back to what the world wants Vibranium.

I dread seeing Him or talking with him after everything. I can avoid him for only too long until he starts snooping. It'll be a cold day in the ancestral plane if he finds out about Toussaint.

“Usisi what are your plans for today that you're going to miss our trip?” Nakia asked breaking me from my thoughts. I looked up from making my second coffee this morning. She was dressed in a nice mustard sundress and flats with a hat and bag in hand(The outfit Lupita wore in her zombie movie). Toussaint came in dressed in a casual suit.

“Yes Udadobawo(auntie) please come with us it’ll be so fun” he pleaded as he hugged me.

“Sorry, umtshana(Nephew) but I have some work to get done as soon as you come back you can tell me all about it just have fun for the both of us okay.” I hugged him back holding him close.

“Okay I promise Udadobawo(auntie)” he said and went out to the car. Nakia approached me with a concerned look.

“Are you sure you can’t hold it off? You can’t be holed up in your lab all the time” She asked gently settling a hand on my arm.

“I’m sure and I won’t be long I’ll go to the market to run errands and I’ll also go for a swim I’ll be okay” I assured her.

She stared into my eyes searching until she finally relented hugged me goodbye and left. I listened closely as the door closed and the car finally drive off. I grabbed my coffee and went to my lab a few feet away from the house on the beach. I entered my workspace the mini-lab had pictures of cat statues, different texts in Egyptian Coptic, and Wakanda legends on a whiteboard and monitors.

I saddled up to the computers and prepared for the last hours of research until the ritual to enter the realm I saw her in.

“Okay, Bast you’ve come to me after so many unanswered prayers and left no clues except one why?” I spoke staring at a picture of the goddess down along with the way I could contact/pray to her beside it.

“This better work I don’t have much time’ I thought as my eyes skimmed the screen.

Hope you liked it I will be posting chapter two either later tonight or tomorrow. Also again here is the bast she sees in her dreams.

Also please send live interest for bast I know she’s married to Ptah like sekhmet is but in this fic their legend is them being twins or so and later being derived of being one and the same person. So Ptah is more a brother in law to her then husband.

First look at Bast

Bast n the ancestral plane

Bast when in a demigod form protecting Shuri

Bast as a human

Please let me know your thoughts and comments all feedback is appreciated and I will soon be posting the first chapter on her, ao3, and wattpad. sorry for her eyebrows I tried fixing em

Black Panther Wakanda Forever AU:Bastet

Summary

As Shuri takes on. The mantle of black panther she learns the secret her family had kept of the protector’s role and powers. She unlocks more of her own along with her relationships with talokan and it’s god king.

Tags: Shuri’s comic book powers, goddess Bast has even more prominent role to the black panther, Bast as a mentor and biggest shipper of the talokan trio and wakandan trio.

Ships: Namor/Shuri, Okoye/Attuma, RiRi/Namora, M’baku/oc, Bastet/multi

Prologue

“I came to Wakanda after losing everything my father, my husband, my children. Wakanda became my home I found comfort in, so a piece of my soul after being split clung to this land and it’s people. I healed with love, care, and honor of all of you so of course I would protect you as best I can.”

Headcanon: Bastet after ra left fled Egypt and found Wakanda at her lowest. when she was brought back and her spirit split to take on ra’s role in fighting apophis one half disappeared and went back laying dormant in Wakanda and it’s protectors.

Story prompt that’s coming soon what are your thoughts fellow nashuri and attuma/okoye moots.