Sike

Chapter 1: The Intro

Bread? Check
Lettuce? Check
Tomatoes? Check

I was out grocery shopping for my Mom, who is at home taking care of the rest of my siblings. Ugh. This is sooooo boring... Wish I could hurry up and get home already!! 

I was standing in the frozen food aisle, studying the absolutely AMAZING groceries. I was in a corner store right next to our house. 

Grocery shopping Is one of the boringest chores on the planet, according to me. I would have rather read the entire encyclopedia than go grocery shopping. It's a good thing that my regular day was about to get a little more exciting.

SHRIEK!!!!!! "Someone help me!" "I'm getting kidnapped!!!"

I hastily turn around to see a burly man dragging a girl about my age towards the front door. Luckily I was closer to the door than he was. In one swift movement I was between him and his escape. 

"Move aside!" he shouted at me while slipping his hand onto something shiny in his pocket. 

"What if I don't?" I smirked. It probably would have been the dumbest thing to do in my entire life had I not known what I could do. I then felt the barrel of a gun stab at my chest. 

"If you don't, I'll just have to shoot you." he said with an angry grin. 

"Try me." I said, trying to make my grin wider than his.

I think I might even look like Cheshire Cat!

Focus you Idiot!!!!

The man wasted no time pulling the trigger. Who would have guessed that he had the guts to do that? 

Oh well, guess I'll have to improvise. 

Then I felt the bullet slice through my body, like a knife cutting through butter. 

Focus, Concentrate. 

I let the bullet slip through me and hit the door behind me. I confidently moved my hand to the spot where the bullet had went through, while my calm smirk still plastered my face. The hole in my shirt was wet, but not with blood.

"Wh-what the?!" The man stammered. 

"What's wrong?" I taunted, "Never missed before?" 

Determined to hit me this time, he took a step back and emptied his gun into my chest, if I had been a target, he would have gotten a bullseye every time, But to his utter shock, the round little darts kept going through my shirt and shattering the glass door behind me.

Sorry whoever runs this store!

"What are you?!" he stammered. Obviously shocked at the fact that the bullets hadn't done a thing to me. Then again, who wouldn't? 

Taking his bewilderment to my advantage, I rammed my elbow into his side, causing him to wheeze and bend over. 

I then knelt down next to him and whispered into his ear, "A miracle," before finishing him off with a swift, and probably excruciatingly painful, high kick to his temple.

"H-hello?" It was the girl who had been previously trying not to get kidnapped.

The screaming person.

"Hi!" I said, putting on a less creepy smile than the one I had before. "What's your name?" I asked, trying to be polite. 

"I'm Emily! How about you?" After taking a second look at her, I noticed how cute she was, she had long brown wavy hair, sky blue eyes, and a light dusting of freckles.

Cute

"Um..... Hello?" She was wondering why I was staring at her with a dreamy look on my face.

Pull yourself together!!!!

After being knocked out of my trance like state I suddenly forgot how to speak, "I-Im F-Flynt!" I said in a half shouting voice. Then I saw her trying to suppress a giggle.

What's wrong with me?!?

Thankfully I was able to stop acting stupid when I felt a rush of wind behind me. I hastily turned around and was about to connect my fist with his face when I saw who it was. I was face to face with one of the greatest heroes of Paris. 

He looked about my age, with emerald green eyes and a black outfit, with cat ears and a tail to match.

Chat Noir.

"Woah woah! Calm down, I'm not here to Chatnap you!" He said, slightly alarmed. 

Upon seeing it was a hero, and not another friend of the person I had just beat up, I became more relaxed, and asked, "Why are you here?" 

"Well, despite the fact that I know you love me and my ameowzingness, I rushed over here when I heard gunshots." He explained, while looking over my shoulder at the limp body on the floor. 

"Oh don't worry, I handled the problem already." 

"You?" he questioned, with a slightly shocked expression on his face. "Why not?" I countered, with a smug look on my face, "Can't I be a hero without a costume?"

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Author's Note: Hello! This is my attempt at making a miraculous fan fic, hope you like it!

So.... What do you think about this first chapter?

Do you have any Idea how the bullets went through Flynt without him getting hurt?