Somewhere in Paris
A boy woke up in a dark room, barren space left the boy to wonder everything, question everything.
How did he get here?
What happened?
How did he get here?
He fiddled with his fingers, but seemed to find them just as bare as the room he was thrown into. His eyes widened with fear as his breath started to quicken. "Plagg!" He yelled to the room, but the padded walls didn't let the sound travel far.
"Plagg?!" He yelled again but it was no use.
He scavenged his pockets for anything useful, just his student ID, a gift card for a smoothie bar, 20 euros, a hair tie, and a singular bobby pin.
He searched the room again to see if there was anything that could give him a clue to where he is. Nothing much but a table with a notebook and pen, a bed with a few blanket and pillows, a locked door, a security camera and a speaker.
There seemed to be nothing else except for a small object the bed.
He furrowed his brows as he reached under, revealing a sleek black box with intricate detailing.
In the top was the golden emblem of the miraculous.
Realizing the boxes nature he slid the box back with a smirk and tore off a piece of fabric from his jacket before climbing onto the security camera.
He stared straight into the lens with a wicked smirk.
"You're fucked."
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Firebird
FanfictionY/N L/N recently moves from LA to Paris. As the guardian of the phoenix miraculous, she's devastated to leave her past responsibilities behind. However, with her new start, she learns that Paris won't be so bad after all. Especially with her new par...
