A second chance ~to make things right~

WHEN SHE WOKE UP

Plagg POV

Plagg watched as the world faded into nothing until only Tikki and him were there, floating in the void of nothingness. The silence was so unbearable that he would gladly listen to that sausage haired girl's voice any day. In seconds, minutes or hours, he couldn't tell, they were enveloped in a bright light that transformed them into their godly form. Plagg stretched every muscle in his body as he hasn't used this form in so long. While doing so he would throw a concerned glance towards Tikki who looked worse for wear.

As much as he wanted to approach Tikki, tell her that everything was going to be alright, they both knew he'd be lying. Though the second chance they were given was generous, the pressure increased tenfold and it wouldn't be too long before someone snapped. He was snapped out his thoughts as he heard Tikki's voice.

"Plagg, do you think we did the right thing? I mean for all we know she maybe didn't want this. All of this, I mean." she asked with no emotion in her voice. "... Listen sugar-cube, I don't know pigtails that well, but from the little interactions I've had with her, there's a relatively high chance she would've reacted the same. However we can't assume anything yet. That will get us into a bigger problem." he said finally. "Since when did you get so wise?" she asked in a playful tone.

"I see you're making yourselves quite comfortable." the voice from earlier said.

Both Plagg and Tikki froze for a split second. Ah yes, more time to talk later, right now they have more important matters to discuss.

Just then the bright light from before returned, shining brighter than before. The light blinded Plagg for a few seconds before he got his bearings. Opening his eyes he finds a young man, very young man, standing before them, in a robe that looked to be made from a silk that reminded him of the sunlight. He had dark brown skin and platinum silver hair that was tied neatly with plain silver hair ties. His eyes were a brown color, the one that reminded him of warm coffee.

"Greetings, to the Goddess of Creation and good fortune, and to the God of destruction and bad luck. I am one of the servants of my master, who humans call fate and destiny. I will be hear speaking on their behalf." He say as he lift his head after bowing. "Is there some name you want us to refer you to?" Tikki asks. "I am my master's servant. Nothing more, nothing less, so please don't waste your time on such feeble things."

"Now then, for the terms of our current predicament. For the foreseeable future, we cannot step into any situation unless absolutely necessary in the near future. This is mainly so that this universe may balance itself out, as the wish was already forming so it is best if fate sits out, as it has already interfered once, so we will be patiently waiting until they are needed once more. And we unfortunately cannot get rid of this wasted magic so creation and destruction magic is lying all over the world." she said but was then interrupted by Tikki.

"This is concerning! We can't get rid of it ourselves and we can't just leave unfiltered magic lying about, who knows what might happen." Tikki said, worry evident in her voice. "Yes, but an answer shall reveal itself in due time." The servant said in that terrifying voice. "Now then, on to more important matters regarding your holders."

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-Somewhere in the cold region of Tibet in the mountains-

"Master, I believe it would be best if we let some some troops out to search for the missing miraculous. If they stay out there for too long, who knows if they'll fall into the wrong hands! We must do something at once!" a man who looked to be in his thirties said.

"Now hold on a minute Háo, we don't know what's been happening this past few days, it'd be too much of a risk to get out now. And besides, many of our people have already been greatly injured because of that rampaging amok. It would be best if we stay and build our strengths slowly before venturing out. Also, I'm not the grandmaster, I never went through ceremony, so you can address me normally Háo." Jiāng said, as he treated one of the temple's guardians.

"This is that brat Fu's fault. If he wasn't here none of this would have happened and you would've been made the Grandmaster by now." Háo said as he paced the little space between the medical tent and the collapsed wall behind it.

Most of the Temple was destroyed by that amok, and the rest by fire. Leaving only behind, ash remains and destroyed rooms and columns that supported the wall. Around them were patients of all ages and size waiting patiently to get treatment. Well, at-least some more than others. 

It was a busy day when the tragedy had happened. The Temple was preparing for the new guardian to take the spot of the previous Grand Guardian. As they were making the final arrangements, Háo was helping his old friend Jiāng, as he was to take the role of advisor, an equally important role in the temple. Then, as they were checking on the other miracle boxes, it happened. A rogue amok was trying to eat the miracle boxes.

One thing lead to another, and suddenly the temple was partially covered in flames. There was panic throughout. The guards had tried to stop the amok from escaping, but some had gotten eaten in the process. "If you'd like to make yourself useful, why don't you go take some guards before going to search for the missing miracle boxes. That way we know what we need to recover." Jiāng cast him a knowing glance before bandaging his patient's arm. Háo turned away, signalling to some guards, as he went  deeper into the Temple without another word.

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Damian Wayne POV

Damian was mostly alone for the night at the manor. Besides Alfred who had disappeared for the time being, and Jason, who had locked himself in his room doing god knows what. So that left him to his own devices. He was looking around for Titus, who had wandered off into the gardens. 

As he walked in between the rose bushes, a sudden feeling of him being watched came up. 'No Damian, there's no-one watching you, you're just being paranoid.' He thought to himself, taking deep breaths. Once calmed down, he continued on his quest of finding his dog.

In the shadows, an individual watched his retreating form as he held his finger to his ear. "You were right, his senses have dulled quite a bit haven't they...."

??? POV

??? stared at the person that lay in his bed, to his secret room, sound asleep. He'd almost let out a shrill scream, though he'd never admit it, as walked into the room. No-one had ever entered his room alone, or even found it. So one could imagine how shocked he was to discover an intruder.

He took a closer look, and noticed the slight rise and fall of their chest. Oh, so they were asleep, but they were alive at least. But who was this stranger that lay in his room he asked himself. Taking a cautious step forward, he gazed at the face of the person that lay before him. 'Raven hair, freckled face, heck, even similar face structure.' he thought to himself.

Instantly the face of his third son came into view and he couldn't help the groan that came out. "I am completely and utterly screwed." He took another step forward, this time with purpose, before letting out an even louder scream, as he stared at bluebell eyes that just shot open.

"What happened!?" Another person entered the room, wielding a fire extinguisher.
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Characters in the chapter

Plagg
Tikki

Mysterious servant man

Jiāng

Háo

Damian Wayne & Titus

Jason (Mentioned)
Alfred (Mentioned)

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Author's note

Hello Again. As you could probably tell, yes, I am still alive. I'm trying to remember what I had for the plot, so updates might take a while. 

Until then (❁'◡'❁)

Word count : 1360

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