{On hiatus indefinitely}
Imagine what would happen if Adrien had a sister and she just so happened to move and end up going to the same school as him. And this sister of his was also a miraculous user... but for the wrong side. She's not a crime fig...
A/N - Bold and italics is her kwami in her mind. Picture is the claws if you don't remember from the introduction chapter.
Still Arianna's POV
Should I really have taken that necklace? I mean what if someone comes looking for it. This isn't the same as back home, stealing probably isn't a normal thing and I didn't even cover my tracks properly. I need to get home and make a copy right away. I quickened my pace into a fast walk since running might have looked suspicious. I mean imagine it, your necklace goes missing and there's some random girl running down the street from where it was, suspicious right?
Once I got home I ran to my room and locked the door. Better to be safe than sorry, if Adrien comes back he might recognise it. I sat down at my desk and pulled open the hidden draw underneath taking out a pouch that contained all my forging equipment. I carefully pulled on some gloves and laid the necklace on the table. I grabbed a magnifying glass and studied it.
The necklace had a golf chain and the puppets face was on it.
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Ok, I'll need white clay for the face, black for the eyes and smile, red for the lips and cheeks, indigo for the tear streaks and a gold chain to complete it.
When I leaned closer to the necklace to look at the smaller details a bright light filled the room making me stumble back and cover my eyes.
"Who are you?" A small voice said. I uncovered my eyes and started at the creature in front of me. It looked like the puppet from FNAF but the tear streaks were a brighter purple.
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"Who. Are. You?" It asked again slower this time trying to be threatening.
"Never mind that. What are you?" I asked the tiny floating creature in front of me.
"I'm a kwami but you're not my chosen one" She replied.
"Chosen one?" I questioned.
"Kwami's are magical creatures that turn their chosen one into superheros. Like ladybug and Chat noir. They have to be worthy of the miraculous and help the grand master and then we Kwami's are given to you with the miraculous, but you, you didn't earn that miraculous, so how did you get it?" The kwami explained then looked at me curiously.
