The Noir, The Lady and the New World

Interrogation

Chat's head throbbed as he regained consciousness.
He opened his eyes to find his arms and legs cuffed to a chair in a dark room, and a cold collar around his neck. "Ergh...! Plagg! Plagg!?" He called. He tried to use his powers on the cuffs, but the collar seemed to be restricting them. "Hey! Let me go, I didn't do anything!"

Suddenly he saw Plagg, trapped inside a crystal ball. He was waving his arms and trying to speak, but no sound could escape to Chat's ears.
Suddenly the orb began to lift up off the ground as a being seemed to form out of the shadows, the orb in his hand. Only their eyes were visible, glowing green irises with red around them.

"Let us go!" Chat demanded. "Please! We didn't do whatever it is!"

"Perhaps not...but you look a lot like the one who did...how can I know you're not working for him...?" His voice was smooth but stern. "Your little friend here is quite protective of you..."

Plagg crossed his arms, shouting something at the figure.

"His name is Plagg...Who do I look like, what did they do?"

The figure blinked. "Charcoal is wanted for theft, illegal use of firearms, attempted murder and...kidnapping."

"...He took someone close to you, didn't he?"

"Yes...but that is not your concern! If you're not him, then who are you!?"

"I-I'm Chat Noir. My partner Lady fell through a portal and I followed her here, but I lost track of her. I tried to ask for help, but then everybody started chasing me!"

"That's because you look like a wanted criminal..." The figure stepped out where Chat could see him. He was a hedgehog, with black fur split by light blue streaks on his clumps of quills, and a patch of white fur on his chest.
The red part of his eyes faded to white, and he placed Plagg in Chat's lap. "...So where are you from?"

"Paris...? You probably have never heard of it."

"I know of somewhere similar to it. Parin." He snapped, and the cuffs and collar vanished. "You might be of some use to me, Noir...You help me take down Charcoal, and in return, I'll help you find your Lady."

Chat nodded, rubbing his wrists then taking Plagg in his hands as the orb vanished, dropping the kwami. "You alright, Plagg?"

"Hmph." Plagg growled. "You've got some nerve, Mister!"

"Solaris...My name is Solaris." He opened the door, revealing they'd been in his house the whole time. "Sorry for all the creepiness. It's a habit."

"It's okay, I like creepy." Chat leaned against the kitchen counter as Solaris went to the coffee maker. "So...who did Charcoal take?"

"...My wife, Abbie."

"...oh." He looked up at the picture on the wall, the image of a girl whose species he wasn't certain of, brushing her hair out of her face while grinning at the camera.

"She's still alive, I can feel her...but I don't know where."

"How are you planning on us helping if everybody in this crazy town is after us?" Plagg complained.

"I have the authority to make you help me. The police and civilians will leave you alone, as long as they acknowledge that you're mine."

"So I'm like a slave. Great."

"Only to the public eye." He placed his hand on Chat's forehead, and Chat shuddered as crystal formed a light blue stripe from the tip of his nose to just between his ears. "This'll mark you so you won't be attacked."

"Right..."

As Solaris looked away, Plagg leaned close to his ear. "I don't trust him, Adrien..." He whispered.

"I don't fully trust him either, but if we're gonna find Ladybug, we'll need all the help we can get..."