A Miraculous Applyfic
Fifteen years ago was the final battle between Hawkmoth and the parisians superheroes came to an end. The butterfly miraculous was lost and Ladybug and Chat Noir retired.
The year is 2042 and in Sydney, Australia, the butterfly...
"Mistress, please reconsider," Andy turned her back to Nooroo as he tried reasoning with her, she placed her miraculous on her light grey shirt, it was the first time she had worn the brooch since the last akuma. Listening to her kwami's begging was the very reason that Andy decided to only wear the miraculous when she had to so that Nooroo can't make her feel guilty for what she needs to do.
She grabbed her father's research, her fingertips softly grazed over the dried ink feeling her father's instructions.
When Colin Davis died he didn't have much to give his only child just pages and pages of research, his own game of chess as he would call it. You see where Hawkmoth failed Cole learnt, Cole was a researcher and only hours before he was hit by a car he had decided to instigate his power. The car crash didn't kill Cole, the doctors said that he was in perfect condition, that he would get better, what they didn't realise was that Cole had inherited his grandfather's heart condition. During Colin Davis' last surgery the forty-four-year-old history teacher had an unexpected heart attack and died leaving Andrea Davis an orphan and about to inherit the key to getting both of her parents back.
"This is what my father would have wanted," Andy told her kwami.
"No it isn't, if your father wanted you to get the miraculouses he would have told you, not keep me a secret. Master only wanted you to have a normal childhood, that's why he worked so hard to try and get your mother back."
Andy wanted to believe that Nooroo was telling the truth but she couldn't, she had to believe that her father left her his research on purpose, she had to believe that she is honouring her father by becoming the villain she is. "It's like a game of chess, Nooroo, that's what my father would say. He left me his research on purpose," she looked at the time, it's seven p.m, a little later than she planned but this could work all the same.
"Nooroo, dark wings rise."
The light blue magical fabrics wrapped around her body, her shoulder-length black hair being put up in a bun and a white mask growing on her face. The colour scheme she wore looked more like a heroes outfit than a villains which at first confused her but then realised she could probably use that to her advantage, no one wants to fight a fifteen-year-old dressed in light blue.
There are so many people with negative emotions in Sydney but there was only one emotion she was looking for, grief, her grief. Andy grabbed a pretty butterfly and corrupted it with her dark powers. "Dark wings fall."
"Mistress-" Andy took off her miraculous and placed it aside. She looked at the akuma in her hand, it felt wrong, taking away the pureness from the once beautiful butterfly but Andy knew she didn't have a choice. She released the akuma and it flew into her bracelet.
"Oruga," she named herself as she transformed into a new form, her hair splitting into two plaits and a purple outfit hugging her body, her outfit was pretty much a remodel of Hawkmoth's outfit. "With these powers I will have the ability to make my own villains and help Mala Mariposa get the miraculous of Night Noir and Ladybeetle."
"I will not fail."
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