Miraculous: Rise Of The Demon Queen

Luff Luxy

The grand, glass-walled conference room at the Bourgeois Hotel sparkled with the late afternoon light. The city of Paris stretched out beyond the windows, a peaceful view that contrasted sharply with the tension in the room. Kagami Tsurugi sat at the head of the table, her sharp gaze moving over the gathered attendees as they settled into their seats. Adrien Agreste, composed as always, sat beside her, his posture polite but alert. Across from him was Chloe Bourgeois, who, despite her reformed self, still exuded an air of importance. Mireille Caquet and Aurore Beauréal—two of Paris' rising stars in media—sat attentively, while Officer Roger and Nora Cesaire listened in with serious expressions. Mayor Bourgeois stood near the window, staring out as if contemplating the weight of his city's troubles. Kagami cleared her throat, signaling the beginning of the meeting.

Kagami: Thank you all for coming. We have to address the situation at hand—the rise in the strength and frequency of akumatized villains.

Everyone in the room exchanged concerned looks. Paris had always faced akuma attacks, but recently, the attacks had grown more intense, more dangerous. The appearance of Diablura—the new, fearsome villain—had raised alarms, and even with the heroes on high alert, the situation was slipping out of control.

Kagami: We need to figure out how to handle this, not just as individuals, but together. These attacks are no longer just the responsibility of Ladybug and Cat Noir. The akumas are more dangerous than ever, and the people of Paris need our support.

Adrien nodded, his eyes sharp and focused.

Adrien: Kagami's right. We need more information about what's happening. The villains are stronger than we've seen before—Diablura is manipulating powers that even Ladybug and I are struggling against.

Officer Roger leaned forward, his face grim.

Officer Roger: We're dealing with something beyond just crime. This is on a scale we haven't seen before. Our forces are prepared to help, but we need to know how to best support Ladybug and her team.

Before anyone could respond, the doors to the conference room suddenly swung open with a sharp thud, and in walked Amber López. The room went silent. Amber strode in with the kind of confidence that only someone who had never doubted themselves could muster. Dressed in an impossibly chic ensemble—sleek, high-fashion and completely impractical for the occasion—Amber sauntered to the head of the table as though she owned the room.

Amber: Well, well, well, if it isn't Paris' so-called elite trying to figure out how to solve problems. Cute.

Kagami's eyes narrowed, her posture stiffening as she addressed Amber coldly.

Kagami: Amber, this is a private meeting. You're not on the guest list.

Amber flipped her hair and gave a sly smile, her expression a mix of amusement and disdain.

Amber: Oh, darling, I don't need an invitation. When you're me, the doors open themselves.

Kagami:

You better show some respect!
Check your behavior, no one speaks to Adrien that way!
Did you expect us to sit back
And take your insolent, brazen display?

Amber smirked, circling the table like a predator eyeing its prey. Her confidence radiated from her in waves as she stopped beside Adrien, glancing at him with a teasing smirk.

Amber:

You've got it twisted
I'm not the one who needs a new attitude
Maybe you missed it, but I'm that #Bitch
And I will do nothing less than what I please, woo!
I'm the backbone of the Vees
Mad that I acted respectless?
Well, it's 'cause no one could respect this

Sorry group attendin'
Since when are overlords too scared to fight?
You're long past trendin'
Sorry, bae, but I ain't swipin' right
You lost your relevance

Adrien interrupted, standing up, his calm demeanor faltering as he addressed Amber.

Adrien:

We can't act without more intelligence

Amber rolled her eyes dramatically, not even acknowledging Adrien's words.

Amber:

Ugh, no wonder I'm so respectless
I could eat you lot for breakfast

Chloe:

You and your family are inane and uninformed
Smug wannabes, who don't heed when you've been warned.

Amber's smile never faltered, her eyes glinting dangerously. She took a slow, deliberate step closer to Chloe.

Amber:
Oops! Did I strike a nerve?
'Cause when I brought out the demon's head
Couldn't help but observe
That your wrinkled face was turning red.

And why are you avoidin' war?
That's what the guns you sell are for
Thanks to my being respectless
One thing I'm starting to suspect is
You know why this angel's headless
Do you have a disclosure?

Chloe stood up, her face flushed with frustration.

Chloe:
This meeting's over!

The room fell silent for a beat, tension hanging in the air as everyone processed the exchange. Amber, satisfied with the chaos she had caused, spun on her heel, offering a final smirk to the room as she sauntered out, her laughter echoing in her wake. As the door swung shut behind her, Kagami let out a frustrated sigh, glancing toward Adrien.

Kagami: She can't keep doing this. She's...

Adrien: A menace. She's always been this way, but now she's out of control.

Mayor Bourgeois, looking pale and uncomfortable, cleared his throat.

Mayor Bourgious: I think... I think we need to reconvene later. We can't do this now.

The room dispersed, everyone shaken and annoyed by Amber's unexpected intrusion. But one thing was clear—Amber López wasn't just a problem; she was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode.