Miraculous Heroes

Chapter 2: The Rise of New Heroes(part 1)

A small, light green creature that is 4 inches tall with yellow sclera, green eyes, and an antenna on his head. He also has a slightly darker green turtle shell on his back and a short pointed tail. The turtle-like creature woke up in a match box, flying out of a phonograph. "Master, Master!" said the flying green creature worriedly. A person on the ground looked up at the old man with long blonde hair and blue eyes confused. "Master, master... chanting, it's all part of the treatment. Master, master..." chanted the old man. "Thank you for coming, see you again next week!" the old man said while pushing the guy out of the room.

"Master, the Moth Miraculous, I felt its aura." the little, flying turtle explained to 'Master'. "I thought it had been lost forever!" says 'Master'. "But Master, it's a negative aura. I fear it may have gotten into the hands of a dark power!" replied the creature. "We must find Nooroo and his Miraculous. If it has gotten into the wrong hands, there's no telling what evil will come upon the world!" the blonde says while raising his right arm and on his arm was a green, turtle shell bracelet. "Time to transform! Wayzz..." the blue eyed, blonde man then falls coughing up a little bit of blood.

"Please, Master. Be reasonable. You are–" the turtle-like creature, now known as Wayzz, replies worriedly. "Still young! I'm only 50. But you're right, Wayzz. I can no longer do it alone. We'll need some help." the old blonde said, cutting off Wayzz before he could finish his sentence. The 50-year-old started to walk over to the phonograph. 'Master' put in a combination and the phonograph opened up, showing a black box with red Chinese symbols on it.

♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥

"Izuku dear! Your phone has been going off for fifteen minutes! You're going to be late for your first day back at school!" a loving motherly voice said from down a set of stairs. "Got it, Mom!" a voice replied back tiredly, a boy with messy green hair, freckles on his cheeks, and green eyes popped out from under the blankets; known as Izuku. Izuku walked down the small set of stairs to his mother saying " Coming! I bet you anything, Kacchan will be in my class again."

"Nine years in a row, is that possible?" Izuku's mother, Inko, questioned. "Definitely. Lucky me!" the freckled boy sarcastically spoke back to his mom, while making a bowl of cereal. "Oh, don't say that, dear! It's the start of a new year - I'm sure everything will be just fine!" Inko sweetly gave back to Izuku. Izuku gave his mom a big smile and nodded agreeing with her, while putting the cereal down to roughly on the table, knocking down fruit, the milk and cereal. Izuku groans, annoyed at himself and starts to help his mom clean up his mess.

Inko and Izuku are in a bakery and Inko was showing him different colored macarons with 'I.M.' on them. "Wow, mom! These are amazing." Izuku told his mom. "Glad you like them, sweetie." Inko says back. Inko then closed the box the macarons were in. "Thank you mom, my class will love them! You're the best!" Izuku said excitedly, while bouncing up and down like a kid in a candy store. "Aww, Izuku. You're welcome, sweetie and it's thanks to your amazing designs that they are amazing." the greeneete mom replies back honestly, giving her son the box of macarons. Izuku jumps up and hugs his mother with tears in his eyes and accidently drops the box of treats. Inko catches the treats before they can make it to the ground. She hands the box back to Izuku, giving him a 'be more careful Izuku', then kisses his cheek. "Okay, mom. Thanks." Izuku says back a little embarrassed. "Bye, mom. See you later today, love you." the green eyed, freckled boy says while running out of the bakery before his mom could even say an 'I love you' back to him. Izuku tries to cross the street but a car stops him. The male looked up and saw an older man with blonde hair and blue eyes crossing the street. The greeneete then looks over and sees a car driving, full speed, right at the older man. He grabs the older blonde by his hand and takes him to the other side of the street, dropping the box in the process. "Thank you, miss. Oh! What a disaster." the blonde says to Izuku for saving his life from the car. The cars stop and the sidewalk light turns green. People started to walk on the macarons that fell from the box Izuku was holding that is now on the ground. "Don't worry, I'm no stranger to disasters, besides, there are still a few left. And I'm not a miss, I'm a mister." Izuku replies sweetly back to the blonde. The blonde grabs a macaron from the box the younger was showing him. "I'm sorry, mister. Mmmh. Delicious!" the older one says. "Oh no. It's fine. You probably saw my earring and thought, girl." the younger male says, a little embarrassed. "I am sorry again, mister. And than-" before the older blonde could finish they both heard the school bell ring, meaning the students have 5 minutes before school starts. "Oh no, I'm gonna be late! Ah, have a nice day, sir! And don't worry about it!" the 14-year-old male said while running so he can get to class before he is late on his first day back. "Thank you very much, young man." the 50-year-old whispered to himself, then walked inside the bakery Izuku came out of.

~956 words~