Chapter 122: A Threat to the world. 1900 CE

[Belgium]

At the port of Belgium, the king and his entourage were waiting impatiently as they waited for King Grodd to arrive at their kingdom. All of his entourage was definitely not happy, he is king, yet he was to be kept waiting by a herd of apes.

“This is madness.” Leopold spoke to his advisor. “We have waited for hours, where’s the ship? Or don’t tell me these apes swam across the ocean?”

“We have been told that they will arrive today, your majesty,” said the advisor calmly.

“How?”

“By… A bird…”

“A bird?”

“There was a message attached to the bird’s leg,” said the advisor. “They will come soon.”

“Let me see—”

But before the king could continue, his entourage started to see something from afar. They were shouting, wondering what that was. The king stood from his seat, and narrowed his eyes, to see the thing that was coming towards them.

As the thing kept getting closer and closer, they could hear noises, buzzing noise coming from the sky.

“What is that?” questioned the king.

“I… don’t know, your majesty.”

“You don’t know?” frowned the king. “Are you telling, that you have no intel on this simian society whatsoever?”

“No one came back, your majesty.”

“What? What do you mean no one came back?”

“No one came back from Congo.”

The king frowned as he heard it. The thing kept getting closer and closer, it was now hovering just in front of the king’s entourage. The thing was shaped like a dragonfly, flapping its wings so quickly that the wind around them made ripples on the water.

The aircraft then turned around, and its backside opened, revealing an 8 ft tall Gorilla, standing inside the aircraft.

“Good afternoon King Leopold.” said the Gorilla, who was king Grodd. His voice was clear to King Leopold, the noise of the aircraft made no disturbance whatsoever.

“What is this?!” the king shouted angrily. “Are you trying to show off your power, ape?”

“Well, yes.” Grodd shrugged. “Do you like this? I’ve only just tested this aircraft a couple of days ago, seeing that we don’t really have a reason to travel far until now.”

“If you want to talk, ape, then come down here,” said Leopold. “I have no time for jests.”

“Oh, who said I want to talk to you, human?” questioned Grodd, making the king frowned. “No… I wanted to deliver you something.”

Another buzzing aircraft then suddenly hovered to the port, and it hovered just near the king and his entourage. The door of the aircraft slowly opened, and one by one, something rolled to the ground, making the entourage pale.

“W-What is the meaning of this?!” the king shouted angrily.

“Your people,” said Grodd. “Well, the rest of it anyway… it makes you wonder, how around 200ish men could enslave hundreds of thousands of people…”

“How dare you mock me!” shouted Leopold. “This is my land ape!”

“Your land, and what army?” questioned Grodd calmly. “I have decimated your navy, they have sunk to the bottom of the sea, trespassing our land. Your people hate you, it’s just a matter of time before you die, Leopold.”

Leopold clenched his fist, he looked around, and saw the uncomfortable looks of his entourage.

“Leopold, may Eshu forgive you for your sins to my nation.” spoke Grodd softly. “But I certainly will not.”

The doors of the aircrafts then closed down, and the aircraft quickly left Leopold, leaving him with a red face, and a tense atmosphere.

“Chase them,” he said.

“I’m sorry your majesty, but with our technology, we couldn’t cat—”

“I don’t care! Chase them!”

The advisor sighed. “Very well, your majesty.”

—

Grodd was now flying through the English Channel, flying to London, when he suddenly clicked the comms terminal.

“Report.” he said.

“All units in position, my king.” spoke a voice from the comms. “The Bearded man will be sent to Eshu tonight.”

Grodd hummed. “Make it painful.”

“Lady Anna will take care of that.”

“Good work.” Grodd continued. “A thopter will pick you up tomorrow, gather in the rendezvous point.”

“Thank you, my king.” said the voice in comms as it shut off. Grodd sighed as the thopter kept moving, and sat down.

“I wonder what Wakanda’s reaction will be like…” he chuckled to himself as he leaned against the vibranium wall, resting himself.