Chapter 9: Hawkmoth

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Before I was about to run I see Nathalie and my father look at me with what looked to be sincere expressions to just talk. Kagami knowing she could've run just walked with her head down in shame.

"Kagami-san, forgive me for the intrusion. But I need to talk to my son." My father says. Looking back at me for assurance I nod and she leaves with her disappointed looking mother. "I only wish to talk Adrien. No Akumatizing. No running. No tricks. Just talking. Please..." Sensing my need to run Nathalie steps in.

"He is telling the truth Adrien. We think that maybe if you give us a chance to explain ourselves that you will listen to why we need your miraculous." Putting her tablet to her side she reaches out her hand to grab mines. "It is all we ask."

"Fine. But I'm choosing where we go just to ensure no tricks." I say grabbing her hand as she gently grasps it leading me to the car where I sit beside her and across from my father.

"Where do you wish to go Adrien?" Nathalie asks me.

"The Ladurée." I say face looking out the window.

"Heh." My father laughs at my answer.

"Is that a problem?" I say hand on the door handle.

"No no it's just, that is your mother's favorite pastry and tea shop." He says smiling softly at the floor of the limo.

"Yea...it was." Wiping the smile off his face the rest of the ride was silent. Only the sounds of each of us breathing and the occasional shuffling in the car. When we arrived I got out first and looked on at the pastry shop. I haven't been here since before mother died and yet I bet they still have macaroons to die for. Mom used to love going in about them for hours upon hours. I would end up getting tired of it and walk away but Father would never stop her. He would let her banter for as long as she wanted about them. What I would give to hear her banter now.

"Adrien." My father calls to me zoned out. "Come." Ugh even now he still insists to order me around.

Ordering some macaroons we go sit down. Sitting by the window I sit across from both my father and Nathalie. "Ok, what do you want to tell me?" Looking at one another my father speaks first.

"We never wanted to start this life as supervillains. It was never intentional. When I first encountered the Peacock and butterfly miraculous it was on a trip we all took as a family years ago. You may remember it. We went to a ruined Shaolin temple in Tibet." I remember that, it was back when father was still open to everyone. Perhaps because mother was still by his side. "On our third day there your mother and I went out for a late night exploration. We heard rumors that the temple used to be used for mystical purposes and that there may be something worth finding inside. Knowing your love for magic cousins magic tricks and wild imagination we wanted to find you something to remember the trip by." He halts as if not wanting to proceed. Nathalie urges him to continue and so he does. "Inside wasn't much. Some ruined paintings. Hazardous walkways etcetera. Disappointed we started to walk back until we encountered an old man. He was very short and had a goatee." That sounds like the man I helped on the sidewalk that day before I got my miraculous. "He asked us what we were doing and when we told him he just smiled telling us we were very loving parents to be willing to do such a thing. He told us of a crevasse in the mountain where long ago as the temple was being destroyed a apprentices staff was lost inside it; if we were brave enough we should go retrieve it and give it to you."

"How does this add up to you Akumatizing people all over Paris?"

"In the crevasse we searched for hours but found no staff. Instead, we found something far better. Initially thinking it was just jewelry we found the Butterfly and Peacock miraculous as well as a miraculous grimoir. Not thinking it best to give them to you your....mother and I kept them."

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