The MIRACULOUS Next Generation

Chapter # 2 what an Agreste can Do!

(Somewhere in Paris)

"What he thinks he is? I will do anything he wants, but guess what? I am not following his orders any longer." A female in her late teens with jet black hair was blustering about something.

She was holding a clipboard tightly to her chest.

A purplish butterfly came flying towards her and she didn't get a chance to scream the purple butterfly flew into her clipboard.

A voice spoke in her mind.

"Hello, dear. I am lady Puplione. I am giving you the power to rule the world but you have search for ladybug and chat noir miraculous."

"No problem," the thick purple cloud covered the girl, and when it ceased there was standing Vilain with pale skin and a wicked grin.

(Back to Emma)

she was sitting on her chair in front of a giant computer screen, "What he thinks he is? I will show him what an Agreste can do," the media was ranting about the return of Not. So. Great Lila Rose and her jerk son Flint joseph. Great, just great.

She should've known, the jerk is none other than the son of one of the most famous enemies of her parents. she has known for a while that her parents had a past with wicked Lila Rose which was not quite favorable.

She clicked at the live stream.

Manon Chamak was on the screen she was a little girl that her parents talk about in their chats of the past.

She had straight hair which lay on her shoulders And she had babysit Emma when she was young.

"It's going to rain in most parts of Paris in the next 24 hours," Manon spoke looking at the camera.

"Emma!"

"Yes, mom!" She ran downstairs to her mother.

"You young lady come here right now and eat your lunch or you will face consequences." Her mom can be scary at times.

"But, I am not hungry."

Her mom glared at her. only if looks could kill, she would have been dead by now.

"Alright alright," she took a seat next to her mom.

"I heard a new student joined your school." Marinette looked at her daughter.

"Yes," she gulped her pasta, "What about him mom?"

"I am just asking, Emma." she eyed her daughter.

"What..?" Emma hoped the conversation was over for now.

"Nothing, dear."

"Where is Hugo?" she asked for her thirteen-year-old brother.

"As you know he had a flue, but I am sure he will join you tomorrow in school."

"Okay," she placed her dish in the kitchen sink.

"I am going upstairs to check on my sick brother." she walked to her brother's room.

"Dont forget to do your homework, sweetie!" her mother called after her.

She knocked at a brown wooden door.

"Come in," it was barely a whisper.

She opened the door and moved in.

The room was set on a boyish theme, sky color walls, a dark blue ceiling, and a giant bed in middle. on one side was a giant glass window and the other wall had a computer system just like her own room.