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Adrien stormed into his room and buried his face into a pillow on his bed. His father had lectured him once again on why Adrien couldn’t go to school.
It was for a dumb reason, of course. When the question was asked, his father yelled back, “Because you are not like everyone else! You are my son!” It stung knowing that was how his father thought of him, ‘Not like everyone else’. All Adrien wanted was a normal life. Was that too much to ask for?
He looked up to look at the picture of him and his mom that he kept by his bedside. She surely would’ve said yes. He missed her… a lot. That’s when Adrien noticed the strange black ring with a green paw print on it, sitting in front of the photo.
Adrien reached for it, but just as he did, a ball of green light shot out from it, he shunned his eyes. Once he opened them he was met with a tiny, black cat-like creature.
Adrien did like cats, and he could admit the thing was cute but it was much too small for his liking. It was almost bug-like. The thing yawned, stretching its tiny arms.
“Woah…” Adrien muttered, standing up, “What exactly are you?”
“A kwami.” Adrien was taken a bit aback from the thing—kwami talking, “Plagg, nice to meet ya. Now got anything to eat? I’m starving!” Plagg started flying around Adrien’s room, chewing on anything he laid his little green eyes on. Adrien’s PlayStation controller, his manga that laid on his coffee table, or his grand piano. Plagg was going to try everything until he found something edible.
Adrien confusedly watched the kwami fly around until Plagg came back to him, giving him the opportunity to ask, “What are you doing here? Why did you come out of this ring?” He pointed to the ring that still laid on the nightstand.
“Look,” Plagg started, “I grant powers, yours happens to be the power of destruction. That ring is a Miraculous and if worn, gives you said powers.”
“Wow, cool!” Adrien exclaimed.
“Your goal is to defeat that monster out there with your partner, got it?” Said Plagg.
Adrien now looked even more confused, “What monster?”
Plagg raised a non-existent eyebrow at the boy, “Shouldn’t that be what all you humans are talking about or something? Or are you like, disconnected from the world or something?”
“I don’t have any news channels on my TV and my father doesn’t let me socialize.” Adrien explained to the kwami.
“Ah, that explains it, strict dad, huh?”
Adrien nodded, “Yep.”
“Well, you’ll get some socialization when you put on that ring and say, ‘claws out.’”
Adrien picked the ring up from the nightstand and slipped it onto his finger, “Claws out!”
“Wait- no-“ Before Plagg could finish his sentence, he was pulled into the ring.
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The next thing Adrien knew, he was jumping from roof to roof in a cat-themed rather alternative superhero suit. His eyes and sclera were now green. His hair was messier and longer. He wore a black mask, concealing his identity. He loved the new look; it was like he was a superhero from one of his favorite mangas: My Hero Academia.
Everything came to a halt when a spotted heroine fell from the sky and landed not-so gracefully.
“Ow…” The heroine mumbled, rubbing his head full of scarlet colored hair. He got up.
Adrien watched the guy get up, “Are you ok?”
“Yeah, just a rough landing.” The spotted guy said.
Adrien then realized who this was: the partner Plagg had mentioned. A smile formed on Adrien’s face, he had to make a good impression. This was the first person he was talking to in days other than Nathalie or his father, “You must be the partner the… kwami told me about. I’m…” Think of a name and quick Adrien! “Chat Noir. Yeah! Chat Noir! What about you? What’s your name?”
“Uh…” He thought for a second, “Rouge…bug, I guess?”
“Alright, Rougebug, do you know where the monster is?” Asked Chat Noir.
“Last time I checked, he was at a nearby football stadium.”
Chat Noir swiftly took out his silver staff, extended it, and vaulted off to the nearby stadium that could be seen from where they were.
“Wait!” Rougebug took the yo-yo from around his waist and swung off, following Chat Noir.
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Chat Noir was the first to arrive at the stadium. It was completely wrecked, grass torn and one of the goals was lodged into the ground. The rock monster roared as soon as it spotted Chat Noir. He charged at the beast, holding his staff like a sword. He hit the monster on its foot, “Take that!” He looked up at the growing monster; it had only grown bigger and stronger from the hit.
Chat Noir gave a sheepish wave before being kicked by the monster into the only standing goal that Rougebug stood by, “Lucky Charm!” He called out, a ladybug print scuba suit formed in his hands.
Chat Noir got up and saw Rougebug eye the monster’s right fist, a girl standing in the shadows of the studio recording, and a water faucet and hose, “I got it!” He exclaimed, “The akuma’s in its right fist!”
“Aku- what?”
“Your kwami didn’t explain anything to you?”
Chat Noir shrugged, “Yeah… but I sorta didn’t let him…”
“Ok, I’ll explain what it is.” Said Rougebug, “An akuma is a butterfly that essentially makes the monster, the monster. We have to break the object it’s possessing and either catch or destroy it.”
“Got it.” Chat Noir nodded, “How about I destroy it? It’s my power after all.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Rougebug hooked the suit up to the hose, “Oh, and I’ll need you to jump into its left fist, ok?”
“Mhm.” Chat Noir nodded once again before charging at the monster and jumping into its left fist.
Rougebug then followed by jumping into the monster’s right fist with the scuba suit. As it caught him, a crumpled up note fell from its grasp. Rougebug yelled to the girl in the shadows, “You! The tap!”
The girl ran over to the water faucet and switched it on, causing the scuba suit to expand in the monster’s fist until it eventually grew too big, making the monster drop Rougebug. Once freed, Rouge grabbed the note from the ground and ripped it apart releasing the akuma.
The monster transformed back into a burly, rather alternative dressed teenage boy, freeing Chat Noir. He ran over to the akuma and activated his superpower; he grabbed the akuma in one of his gloved hands, turning it to dust.
Rougebug then walked up to Chat Noir, “Nice work, partner. My kwami told me there’s one other power we both share, ‘Unity.’ It’s activated if we fist bump.”
Chat Noir nodded, holding his fist out for a fist bump. The two did so, saying, “Pound it!” When their fists collided, a red and black energy echoed throughout the city, fixing any damage caused by the monster.
The girl who helped Rougebug out ran over to the two, recording, “Wow, wow, wow! Real-life superheroes! Can I get your names?”
“Mhm!” Rougebug smiled, “I’m Rougebug.”
“And I’m Chat Noir.”
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Gabriel worked at the monitor in his atelier until he heard a knock at the door. In came Nathalie, she walked up to the man with no readable expression on her face.
“Sir.”
“What is it Nathalie?” Gabriel’s voice was lined with a bit of irritation. He didn’t look up from his monitor.
“Your son. I think you should enroll him in school.”
“And why?” He finally looked up from his monitor to meet Nathalie’s blue eyes.
“What if he were to find out what you’re doing? Especially with him being home most of the time.”
Gabriel scoffed, “Enroll him in school, then. The one his friend Chloé Bourgeois attends.”
“Very well.” Nathalie nodded before taking off, out of the room.