Call me Emma, Emma Agreste

Chapter 36: The losing battle pt1

AUTHORS NOTE: 

HEY MY DEVILLED EGGS, ITS LITERALLY BEEN SO LONG!

DID YOU MISS ME?

HOW WAS YOUR DAY?

ARE YOU EXITED FOR THE CHAPTER?

LMAO I ACTUALLY HAD A CHAPTER READY FOR ONCE BUT I KIND BROKE DOWN ON THE ROAD FOR 3 HOURS THEN HAD ANOTHER 4 HOUR JOURNEY AFTER THAT SO COULDN'T PUBLISH THE CHAPTER TILL NOW (11:16pm) BUT HEY. ITS STILL SUNDAY FOR ME, SO I KEPT MY PROMISE>:D. 

ANYWAY, IM GOING TO BED NOW LOVES, HOPE YOU ENJOY THE CHAPTER:

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Future Lila's POV:

"Ugh, I'm so bored" I dont really know what I expected. Beating Ladybug was easy as pie; especially with the element of surprise. I look over the Parisian skyline, a faint amber glow caging and climbing the buildings below. Creatures surround me, guarding my sanctum. Under my rule Paris is dull. Its bleak and its boring and I hate it. "I mean, it's like the people have stopped trying, where's the fun?"

"What would make it fun, your Grace?" A sentimonster of my own design follows it's programming to comfort me. I don't move from my position; back sprawled across a throne given to me upon my conquering of Paris. One of my sentimonsters moves into my field of view and beings listing schemes I've pulled a hundred times and demands I've threatened too many times for anyone to care.

I interrupt my servant. "No-one cares any more." I sit up, demanding an answer from my fortified subject. "Am I not important enough anyone? Is that IT?" The moulded form of cosmic goo does nothing at my outburst. It infuriates me. I used to like it, my first attempt at creating a sentimonster was worthy of my pride despite it's monstrous appearance. But now It doesnt, I dont care for it for it doesnt truly care about what I do. I could say anything and it would do as it's told, act as it should and destroy who I hated. "I DESTROY ONE GROUP OF REBELS TRYING TO AVENGE THE FALLEN HEROES AND NOW NO-ONE GIVES ME ANY ATTENTION WHATSOEVER, IT'S LIKE I DON'T EXIST."

Brunette hair falls out of my messy bun and I throw my tantrum. "I'm sure the Parisians know you exist, your Grace. Someone will try to rise again, someone will underestimate your power and be eliminated as has happened before." The gross imperfections try to hold me steady as I stomp my feet. I think of my first victory; an easy win again the holder of the Ladybug miraculous, Emma Agreste. Gabriel entrusted me with the peacock miraculous. He saw my potential. He knew I was destined to be powerful. Why could no-one else. I whack my creations away. I gave no order to touch me. I don't want those things anywhere near me, babying me. They think I'm weak. Thats why they mock me.

"You Lie!" It and several other flinch under me tone. "You Say You Serve me and You LIE, YOU KNOW YOU LIE. YOU KNOW NO-ONE WILL COME." Rage bubbles within me, how long has the monster I made been deceiving me? It tries to reason.

"Your Grace.." It wobbles under my presence, it tries to reason but I don't care. It takes me for a fool.

"NO SHUT UP."

All it's imperfections gleam up at me, intimidating me.

"b..but the baker girl, the model, they rose up." Others join in with the rebellion against me.

I hear uproar, "Yeah someone will fight." I hear treason "don't worry your Grace."

They jut need to go, I am still powerful. Im still capable right? "ALL OF YOU SHUT UP! JUST STOP IT. BE QUIET! LEAVE ME ALONE."

I'll show them that I'm capable. I raised gloved fingers and snap them. A thousand voice let out a final cry in agony as I'm left with as much authority as I want. Lila Rossi, feared owner of the butterfly and peacock miraculous, destroyer of Ladybug.

Present Lila POV:

"I hope this "anonymous" tip is correct Gabriel, but yes, I would love yo help you end Ladybug and Chat noir."

The current owner of the butterfly miraculous smiles.

"Lets keep this part of the plan away from Emma's ears though, just incase."