Season One | Miraculous Tales of Lady Crimson and Cat Noir

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It was a Thursday afternoon in College Francoise Dupont where Mme. Bustier was giving her class their next upcoming assignment. While she gave it out, Alya was busy doing her research for her CrimsonBlog by figuring out who was behind the Lady Crimson mask. She cut out the heroine's face from a photo and put it on all the girls' faces.

She looked at Alix, Mylene, Juleka, Rose, Sabrina, Chloe and Marinette, who pointed to Mme. Bustier. The blogger jumped slightly and chuckled in embarrassment as she took her homework.

"Tonight I want you all to read chapter three of 'The Breathtaking France, the First Thousand Years.' Then, answer this simple questionnaire", the teacher announced. "Now, would anyone be willing to give Dalia her homework assignment since she isn't present and probably still in the girls' room?"

"I'll do it Mme. Bustier!", Marinette piped up. 'This would be a good opportunity to find out what she's up to', she thought.

"Ok great."

The red-headed teacher gave the girl, Dalia's assignment as she dismissed everyone. Marinette went to find the ravenette with Alya and asked everyone around if they saw her. While looking in the locker room, the ombre-brunette noticed Chloe, in her locker, pull out a Lady Crimson outfit and stash it in her bag.

This made her suspicious and she went after Marinette to tell her what she saw. Not believing what Alya said, the bluenette continued her search for Dalia. The blogger gave up trying to convince her friend and went to find Nino.

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Meanwhile, Lady Crimson was currently swinging on the rooftops, landed near her estate and detransformed. She went through the door, saw the house was empty and figured that James went to pick up her sister. The girl emptied her bag full of things she 'borrowed' from people in school. Tikki sighed at the amount she took.

"Why do you do this, Dalia?", the kwami asked.

"I...don't really know, Tikki...I've just been taking stuff to fill this void I feel and I know it's wrong but I can't help myself", the ravenette confessed. as she slumped on the bed.

"What void do you feel?", she asked the girl. As soon as she said that question, the girl tensed up. "You can talk to me Dalia. I'm here for you."

"...It's just that...Have you ever noticed that there's a room in the house that's always closed?", Dalia finally answered sadly.

"Yeah...I've just seen a picture of a couple and a lot of clothes in the closet. Why do you ask?", Tikki responded.

"The couple in the photo...are my parents...They're dead. They went on a plane to Puerto Rico and the plane crashed. No survivors were recorded. Adalynn is too young to understand and we live alone here in this dreary place. James has been looking out for us since then. He's like a father to me", the ravenette answered looking sad but no tears came.

"I'm so soo sorry Dalia...", the kwami sympathized as she hugged her cheek.

"Thanks Tikki...I steal as my way of 'therapy' or 'healing' process. I used to bake with my father and design with my mother...in a way my booming business and fame is a homage to them but we've always been wealthy", the girl answered.

"I've just always wondered why you did that but I know understand...but you gotta stop. If you can't do it on your own then I'll help you. That's why I'm here", Tikki said smiling.

Just then the girl's phone started to ring. An unknown number was calling her. She picked up the phone and answered it.

"Hello? Who is this and why do you have my personal number?", Dalia asked the person on the other end.