Purple Primrose |Miraculous Ladybug|

First Encounter: Stoneheart Part-1

Warning: Long Chapter

I tried to keep this chapter as similar to the 'Origins' episode so it's a long chapter.

"Master" Wayzz calls out in jumping joy, "What's wrong?" Master Fu asks in a panic, "The Primrose Miraculous!! I can feel it's energy!" Wayzz says joyfully leaving him in awe, "Wayzz?! You must be kidding! I thought it was forever lost!" Master says in disbelief, "It must have chosen its holder," Wayzz says.

"I sure hope it hasn't fallen into the evil hands as the moth miraculous," Wayzz says. It takes me some time to nod.

"We'll just have to wait and see."

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

"Mom?" I called out.

"I'm done unpacking so can I go out now?" I asked and put on my jacket on, "Sure, Sweetie, just don't be gone after dark now, okay?" My mom says making me smile, "Okay!" I say and walk out.

I had just moved to Paris with my mom, because of the split. My mother was a Parisian at heart, so she only found it fitting to move here to her childhood home in Paris, away from the wretched neighbourhood back there with my dad.

"Feels like a fine day, doesn't it, Seven?" I said to the creature in the inner pocket of my jacket, "Yeah, It sure does" She replied and smiled at me. I sped around on my bike all day. I've already passed a shrine, a bakery, a huge mansion, a school which I'm probably going to be joining, a hotel and a museum. "Whoa, Seven, it's the Eiffel Tower!" I said and felt the excitement rushing through my veins.

"C'mon, Let's go," I said as I look away from the tower.

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I was in my nightgown as I pondered deeply in bed, biting my lip as a thought persisted in my mind.

Would it be okay to ask? I wasn't so sure when it came to this type of problems.

"Um...Seven?" I asked. I could feel my voice tremble, "Do you think the students in the new school would like me?"

She stopped what she was doing and gave me a quizzical look.

"Who wouldn't like someone like you?" Seven said in a calm way.

"I'm just nervous because the last time I was in school, I didn't really feel at home. The kids there hated me..." I said and turned to her. She smiles at me softly, probably noticing the look of dread in my eyes.

"You'll be fine, (Y/N). If it makes you feel any better, I was nervous when you first found me," She said. "But you showed me that it doesn't matter even if the past hits you. You should always be grateful about the good things that happen to you," She said. I pursed my lips for a while but not wanting to make her sad, I smiled.

"Thank you," I muttered before yawning.

"Goodnight, (Y/N),"

"Goodnight, Seven,"

~~ 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓓𝓪𝔂 ~~

The next morning, I woke up earlier than usual. Following my normal round, I take a long shower. I hurried through, seeing that I'm a little ways late. All because of this feeling of anxiety not being able to leave my heart.

You're going to do okay, (Y/N).

I try convincing myself even though it might take more than convincing to get me off of these emotions.