Author P.O.V.
In the country side of France. Everything was like how it was everyday. Some kids would learn how to ride and groom horses. The farmers would spend hours in the farm. But one person was giving their all on this particular day...
Marinette P.O.V.
I made a areal and gave him a front kick.
Bang!!
"You can't defeat me for I'm a Musketeer!" I proudly said while sword fighting a dummie.
I was in a brown, baggy pants and white shirt. My boots was a mud stain black with pink poka dots. I felt wet substance trickling down my forehead but I ignored it. My mind focused on one thing.
I launched towards it and... WHAM!!
For a dummie its pretty smart but not for me. I did a backflip and on the process I kicked the sword from the dummie.
"Ha!"I shouted proud.
"I knew it!" I turned to see Tikki, my cat, on the railing doing cartwheels.
Tikki is a rare ginger cat with black spots on her fur. She has stunning blue eyes. With her birth mark a huge black spot on her head. My maman said that papa brought her to me on my third birthday from Master Fu. They say that her breed is from a ancient place in Tibet and China called kwamis. Not only cats are called kwami's. Their all set of different animals related to that.
I'm lucky to have such an amazing companion. I thought sighing.
Tikki P.O.V.
"WOW! Seeing Marinette sword fight the dummie was so cool." I said talking to Wayzz, the family horse, ( I know it have a horse kwami but I want Wayzz in this for a reason.) about being a catketeer, cat Musketeer.
Wayzz is also a kwami. To tell he has a special birthmark that most of us gets. Its more of a identification. That's may be the reason we have more than one birthmark. He's a fair skin horse with a rare green mane. And dark green highlights. He's also from China and imported to Tibet. Before he was Mr. Dupain/ Marinette's horse he was Mr. Dupain coach; Master Fu horse.
Then I did a somersault in the air and fell; into the pig pen. It tasted disgusting. While Daizzi, the pig kwami, laugh and said and I quote:
"If it's called catketeer or catastrophe sugarcube."
SUGARCUBE! SUGARCUBE!
Now that almost got me on my nerves.
Only one!
And I mean ONLY ONE!
Can call me sugarcube and that's Plagg, the Prince's cat.
Daizzi was lucky when Mrs. Sabine came to carry her outside.
Dazzi is a kwami too. She has an outstanding shade of pink with a birthmark on her head. A symbol to prove she's a kwami. The also has bits of stray hair on her head. We also got her from Master Fu when she was young.
Marinette P.O.V.
I took my sword and flinched the pig food into the tray for Daizzi to eat I turned to see...
Tikki hissing at Daizzi but when I was walking to find out what was the reason. Maman pulled me one side.
At first I was confused but when I looked down at her hands I saw a letter.
But that wasn't any ordinary letter it was a golden letter with a crest on the centre of the envelope.
It was too much but when I saw who the letter was for. I looked up towards my middle age mother to confirm what I was thinking. She just nod.
My mouth was agape. I didn't realised when sound immited from its tube.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Sabine P.O.V.
I was cleaning my bedroom when I saw a letter beneath my husband's draw. As soon as the memory came I wiped my eyes picking up the paper and walking towards the barn.
I noticed a bird trying to reach back into her nest and I gaved a smile before helping it into the nest using a glove of course.
"Thank you." The bird said laying in the twigs I silently gave her a nod of appreciation.
I am still a little terrified when I learned animals can speak to me but that soon died down.
Many years ago...
Sabine P.O.V.
I walked towards my mentor place terrified of the symptom I might have.
I looked at the bakery sign and took a deep breath.
Chime
"Welcome to Tom's-"
"Ah.... Its you." He quickly placed the shop on closed.
"Come upstairs my trainer would tell you what's wrong."
I walked up the tiled steps watching him tumble a few steps I giggled at his clumsiness.
"Here take my hand." I said a leading my hands for him to take.
"Ahh... Sabine you're here!" A old man said sitting crisscrossed on the rug.
"How do you know my name?"
"Let's say I'm a family friend."
"Sabine, you said you can speak to animals?"
I nodded my head as a yes.
"Have you breath a particular mist near the castle gates?"
"Ummm....maybe?"
"There was an incident in the science laboratory."
"It made a few people gain supernatural traits."
"If you have breath the mist you'll may have some superhero traits just don't tell anyone!"
Flashback ended..
I felt a bad vibe from Tikki and Dazzi so I separated them before it can go out of hand.
I saw Marinette going to check out what happened between the two of them when I pulled her to a corner she was at first confused to why I did that but looked at the letter and screamed.
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A/N:WOW! hi my little Kittens and Bugs I hope your comfortable with that name.
This is my first time posting a story.
Sorry if its short; I'll try my best to make it better.
This is just the beginning I wonder what was in that envelope?
I hope you like it so Bug Out.
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