Capítulo 3: Chapter 2 • ◇ • Bienvenue à Paris
"Oh, non! I'm gonna be late!"
A teenage girl is seen running through the streets of Paris. She had dark blue hair tied into twin pigtails held by red hair elastics. She wore a black blazer with rolled-up sleeves over a white undershirt that had floral stitching under the collar. She wore a pair of black earrings. Finally, she wore pink jeans and a pair of ballet flats, and a pink purse was hung on her shoulder across her torso, while her school bag was strapped onto her back.
"This tardiness is starting to become a problem, Marinette. You need to quicken your pace when waking up!" A voice spoke from her purse. A... creature's head popped out of the opening. It was a ten-centimeter tall, crimson-colored thing with black spots on the front and sides of its head. A pair of antennae stood atop its rather large head, and it had blue, large eyes. Its tail was split vertically into three sections.
"I know, Tikki," the girl, Marinette, answered, "It's just..." The girl turned to the creature, Tikki. "Being Ladybug takes out a lot of energy, I would say."
What does she mean by being Ladybug, you ask?
The Miraculous are magical objects usually worn as jewelry, and with the help of the kwamis, such as the creature inside Marinette's purse, they turn into animal-themed superheroes. They fight the forces of evil and prevent them from achieving their heinous goal.
Whatever it is.
The blue-haired girl ran up the stairs to the entrance of Collège Françoise Dupont, trying not to trip on the way up. She entered the school campus and quickly made her way towards the second floor. She entered her classroom and placed her schoolbag on her bench.
"Marinette! You're finally here!"
A female voice gained the attention of the bluenette, causing her to whip her head backward.
"Hey, Alya!"
The girl named Alya smiled. Her wavy, mahogany brown hair bobbed in her every movement. She wore black horn-rimmed glasses, with a white spot on each side. Her outfit consisted of a short-sleeved plaid shirt with white, orange, and purple stripes; light blue jeans, and white sneakers with black tops. Light red-colored lipstick adorned her lips.
"Hey, Marinette! Did you know there was a new girl? She just got here!"
Marinette made a confused face.
"I-I didn't know! Where is she?" It was the truth. That was the exact moment she found out that there was a new student in her class.
"She's in Mr. Damocles's office right now," Alya answered, "Something about final clarifications or something."
"I heard she's good at drawing." A third person entered their conversation.
"Oh, you would like that, Nathanael."
The boy in question chuckled. He had red hair with bangs that cover some parts on the left side of his face. He wore a red t-shirt with a black design on the front. Over that, he wore a gray dress jacket, and he wore purple jeans, rolled up at the bottom. His shoes are gray with white lace and a white section where his toes would be.
Nathanael gripped his sketchbook tight on his chest, grinning widely. "I also heard she's good at sports! And playing the piano!"
"Tell me something the new student can't do." Alya joked, albeit with a tinge of jealousy.
"A lot of things, actually."
A new voice, a girl's, joined their conversation. The woman had dark, black hair that stopped on her abdomen. She wore a cufflinked white long-sleeved blazer over a black turtleneck, and white jeans held by a red belt with a golden buckle. Her gray sneakers clicked on the floor while she walked.
"Bonjour, new classmates!" The girl smiled at the trio, waving at them.
Marinette waved back. "Ah, oui. You must be?"
"Rinka. Amaterasu Rinka."
The sole male in their group perked up. "Oh? You're Japanese?"
"I know a person like that," the brunette said, "She's in another class."
"Oui, oui, so you know Kagami-chan?" Rinka said, turning to Alya rather quickly, "We were childhood friends! She moved away because of her contests and training; I can't believe she's here!"
Marinette hummed. "Well, in any case, my name's Marinette! Marinette Dupain-Cheng."
The glasses girl was next. "My name's Alya Cesáire."
Finally, the artist. "And... um... I'm Nathanael Kurtzberg"
"Oh! Who's this new girl?"
Another voice entered. The voice's owner had honey blonde hair tied into a ponytail and light blue eyes decorated with similarly colored eyeshadow. Her outfit consisted of a yellow jacket over a black-and-white striped shirt. Her white capris are held by a diamond-like studded belt and wore a pair of white dress shoes. A pair of sunglasses adorned her head.
She is followed by a girl with ginger hair styled into a bob cut held by a white hairband, and her pale brown glasses are on her face. She wore a purple and blue argyle vest, and underneath that, a white long-sleeved dress shirt with a gray bow tied to the collar. She had bright blue shorts with a brown belt, black leggings with a dark blue argyle pattern, bright blue socks, and white sneakers.
"Hello. My name is Rinka," she answered the new voice. She extended her hand for the girl to shake. However, the blonde gagged at this, as if Rinka was carrying a contagious disease.
"Ew. Non, I'm not touching your filthy hand." The girl flipped her hair egoistically. The other woman followed suit and they sat at their table. Rinka frowned at the reaction and balled her extended hand.
"Don't mind about Chloé," Alya whispered in Rinka's ear, "She's just like that."
Rinka nodded and replied, "So I've heard."
"Bonjour!"
The quartet turned to a voice at the door. A blonde male wearing an unbuttoned shirt with the collar upturned over a black shirt with five horizontal colored stripes stood at the doorway. He wore a pair of blue jeans and orange sneakers, and a silver ring can be found on his right ring finger. A black sling bag hung on his shoulder.
"Bonjour, A-Adrien~!" Marinette, now a blushing pink mess, greeted the boy with the most lovestruck smile in the history of mankind, waving her hand.
Adrien smiled. "Who's the new girl?"
"Oh, this is Rinka," Alya answered, "She's our new transfer student."
"Oh!" He stretched out his hand. "Well, nice to meet you, Rinka."
The black-haired girl giggled. "The feeling is mutual, Adrien Agreste."
The blonde boy blinked. "Oh? so you've heard of me, Rinka?"
Rinka nodded. "Of course! You're all over Paris' sidewalk and billboards, not to mention the fashion magazines. Wouldn't be the first time I've seen your face around here."
"Yeah, good point," Adrien said, " Anyways, what—"
"Adrikins~!"
Chloé enters the conversation, grasping onto the blonde male's forearm. Then, with a sudden YOINK, she drags the model away.
"Hey, what was—"
Rinka was about to step forward and get between them, but Nathanael halted her before she got the chance. "Just leave them. Trust me, you'll just get angrier."
The black-haired girl huffed. "Fine, fine."
Rinka turned to Marinette, who is still waving, her eyes full of hearts to comprehend anything. She turned to Adrien, who is currently trying to convince a flirty Chloé to leave him alone.
She turned to Marinette, then back to Adrien. Marinette. Adrien. Marinette. Adrien. Marinette. Adrien.
Rinka simply smiles in mischief. She walked over to the blue-haired girl and blew on her ear.
"Ack!" Marinette jumped up in surprise and snapped out of her trance. "What was that for!?"
"You were staring at that boy like you have an epiphany. Adrien, right?" Rinka smiled playfully. "Crush, I reckon?"
"Whaaaaaaaaat? Nooooooooon!" The blue-haired girl made a nervous laugh. "I don't love him! I mean—non! I like him! But not 'like' like him! I don't hate him! Uh, I mean—"
Rinka laughed. "It's okay, Marinette! It's natural to have a crush!"
Marinette groaned in frustration, hunching her back.
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"Akuma alert! Akuma alert!" The alarm sounded throughout the city of Paris. This was a normal occurrence to the Parisians, however, since this was constant. "Everyone evacuate the streets and open areas and stay inside your homes. Ladybug and Chat Noir will take care of the situation shortly."
"Chat Noir! We should take down the akuma fast!" Ladybug shouted towards her partner. She had dark blue hair tied into twin pigtails by red ribbons and had a ladybug mask on her face. She wore a red elastic spandex suit with black polka-dots. She also had a pair of red earrings with black dots, and a ladybug-like yoyo tied to her waist.
"Coming, m'lady!" Chat Noir responded. He had blonde messy hair with black cat ears pinned on top, and a black mask covered his face, leaving two holes for his glowing green eyes. He wore a black leather spandex suit with a belt, the end flowing black like a tail. His clawed hands had a metal stick on one, and a black cat ring on the other.
The two parkoured through building after building, rushing towards the danger—it being a giant monster made of multicolored modeling clay almost as big as the Eiffel Tower. Surrounding the rainbow abomination were multiple, smaller versions of the clay monster.
The monster took notice of the pair, and so they sent the army of clay towards them. "Get them!"
The two superheroes start taking down the mini-claymations one by one, but soon, they were outnumbered.
"It seems that you have fallen into my grasp, Ladybug and Chat Noir!" A deep, monstrous voice emanated from the giant anthropoid mass of clay, "I am Claymaster, and with my newfound powers, I will make Paris my moldable, beautiful, clay paradise!" The abomination's right arm formed into a cannon, ready to aim. "Starting with you! When I get your Miraculous!"
The aforementioned Miraculous holders readied their respective weapons, until...
The mob of clay men was suddenly and quickly dispatched by multiple blurs of light brown.
A black-haired woman leaped in front of them, and in her arms were two identically shaped steel hoops. She wore brown floppy canine ears over her head, and a brown mask with white splotches covered her face. A similarly styled elastic spandex covered her figure, along with knee-high boots and a belt flowing back like a tail. A neck collar with five orange beads can be found on her neck.
"Bonjour, fellow superheroes! How are you?" the mysterious individual greeted.
Ladybug and Chat Noir became surprised, for they haven't seen this person before. Their facial expression immediately changed from alarmed to suspicious.
"Oh, come on, now," the new superhero remarked, seeing their skeptical look. "Do you think I'd betray you like that Lila girl?" Two identical clones similar to the woman appeared beside her. "It's fine if you don't trust me. I'm only here to help." She turned towards the charging clay men.
"Wait!" Chat Noir shouted, "What's your name?"
The woman halted and turned back towards them. "Call me... Inu. Oui, Inu."
Chat Noir chuckled. "Thanks for the assist, Inu. Looking forward to working with you!" He turned to Ladybug. "Right, bugaboo?"
"Ouais, Inu," the superheroine answered, "We appreciate your help."
"Great!" Inu smiled, then motioned to her copies. "My ability is called Triplicate, which creates two replicas of me. Let them help you too." She then turned to Claymaster and shouted, "Hear that? There's five of us now!"
The akuma simply laughed. "Makes no difference to me! Clay men, attack!"
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A man stood in the middle of a giant, dark room filled with white butterflies. He wore a silver mask over his head and was clothed in a purple dress shirt with a black, butterfly-shaped collar and dark purple pants with a pair of light gray shoes. He held a cane in his right hand, looking over his akuma with a satisfied smirk.
"Another Miraculous? he said to himself, "This has become more interesting by the minute..."
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END
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