The New Guardian

Chapter 3: The First Encounter

Marinette laid asleep on her bed, kwamis around her, passed out. Her earrings started to vibrate like a phone, waking her. She rolled over, ignoring them as she tried to stay asleep.

"Marinette!" Tikki called, flying in front of her. "Chat Noir is trying to call you."

"Let it go to voicemail. I'll get it later." She groaned. The kwamis flew up.

"But what if it's important?" Tikki whined.

"Ugh, fine." Marinette shot up and stood on her bed as it bounced. "Tikki, Spots On!"

She transformed and pulled out her yo-yo. One new voicemail from Chat Noir. She clicked on it.

"Good evening, M'Lady, I hope you're having a nice day so far, but we have a few visitors waiting for us by the Seine." His voice spoke. "A trail of spikes are scattered in the street, blocking traffic, so I'm assuming they're trying to make a scene similar to yesterday's. And without knowing their demands, it might me best not to keep them waiting much longer."

The message ended and Ladybug groaned. "Of course."

. . .

Ladybug followed the trail of spikes and found Chat Noir standing in a defense pose on one side of the road with three unknown heroes on the other side. One sat on a lamppost, another laid on a bench, and Ginger stood with her hand on her hip. Marinette landed next to Chat Noir.

"Took you long enough." The one on the lamppost said. The other on the bench sat up.

"Why are you guys just staring at each other?" Ladybug whispered.

"They insisted we wait for you." Chat answered without breaking eye contact.

"Oh. Why? What are they waiting for me for?" She scanned them.

"I don't know." Chat replied.

"We're not here to fight you today." The one on the lamppost said. She had loose, mid-length, black hair with dark pink highlights and dark eyes. She wore a pink and black outfit that matched her hair. She had a mysterious sword-like spike on each arm and leg. They looked as if they almost grew out of her skin.

The one that laid on the bench was a man dressed in purple. His outfit was very similar to Chat Noir's but without the bell. He had dark brown hair, blue eyes, and dark skin. Each one of them seemed like normal miraculous holders, but they all looked like warriors.

"It's nice to see you again, Ladybug." Ginger smiled.

"Wait, so we aren't fighting?" Chat straightened.

"Why are you guys here?" Ladybug asked. "I see you brought friends, Ginger."

"We have questions for you and to make it fair, we will tell you about us. Deal?" Ginger said. "But . . . if you don't cooperate, we will use force."

"We already know about your miraculous, but we'll tell you about ours." The man said.

"I'm the lily miraculous holder." Ginger said. "You already know my hero name is Ginger. I have the power of pollen. Pollen stains." She looked at the bottom of her foot. "It's practically paint as you've probably already noticed."

"I'm Magenta." The woman on the lamppost said. "I'm the rose miraculous holder. I have the power of thorns. They're sharp, they can stab things, they can cut things . . . you get the point."

The man on the bench crossed his arms. "I'm Lavender and I'm the lavender miraculous holder. It's pretty straightforward. I can calm you down and make you fall asleep instantly."

"Our powers are from the Gardenia Miracle box." Ginger said. "We've gone through years of training in order to get the opportunity to even be considered for a miraculous. It wasn't handed to us so easily like you two. We had to earn ours and with them, we are sent on missions."