My Muse // Life Swap AU // A Kagaminette Story

~🌸 Chapter Five 🌸~

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"Miraculous? Kwami? What does that even mean??"

"It seems I have a bit of explaining to do. You, Marinette, have been entrusted with the dragon miraculous. This special necklace grants you the power to transform into a fearsome dragon hero, who will protect Parisians from harm. Each miraculous has a special ability associated with it; Your partners' powers are a little more vital than yours, but you'll make a great addition to the team nonetheless."

Marinette was dizzy from taking all this in. 'How could I be a hero? I can barely sneak off to the park to help my friends, how can I ditch mother for long enough to save Paris?!'

"Ok, so normally I'd think this was a joke, and that you're lying to me, but you're literally a magical ball of scales so I think you qualify as an expert on this."

Longg smiled at this. At the very least she was willing to listen and learn, which was better than the reactions of some of his previous charges. She lifted the necklace from it's box, and fastened it around her neck, admiring the slight sparkle it had in the light.

"Do you want to try it out? Transforming, I mean." He queried, hopeful that she'd agree.

"S-sure, why not. I have nothing to lose if you're pulling my leg, I guess."

"Great! To transform, call out 'Longg, let's rumble'. I won't be here physically while you're transformed, however I can see everything you're doing, and communicate with you mentally when it's safe to."

[ yes, I know that's not the phrase in the show. The phrases will be different for every character who holds a different miraculous to the one they have in canon ]

"Uhhh, okay. Let's do this! Longg, let's rumble!"

[ bla bla bla, transformation scene, etcetera etcetera. You know how this goes by now ]

Marinette nearly fell over when she saw herself in the mirror, clad in a black, red, and gold suit. She ran her gloved fingers over her mask, messing around with her hair to get the full view of it. She lifted a newly spiked up pigtail, and spotted the hilt of some kind of sword, protruding from a sheath strapped to her back. 'Ohhhh, so that's what these straps are for!' She drew the blade from behind her, laying it in her hands to inspect it. It was a rapier, similar in build to the ones she used to fence. But this one was special; the detailing was so intricate, it felt like the dragon on the hilt was alive, glaring into your soul. And it was lighter than any sword she'd wielded, but still weighted enough to suit her style. After ogling its polished surface for a minute longer, she put it back in its hold.

She realised she had no idea what to do from that point forwards, so she decided to try and contact Longg.

[ 'abc' are the holder's internal thoughts, "abc" are the holder's worded thoughts, and "abc" are the kwamis ]

"Hey bud, you in there?"

"Yes! I see you were successful in transforming. How does it feel?"

"Strange... but in a comforting way. This thing feels like a second skin to me, like it belongs here, and nobody else would be quite right for it."

She gestured to the suit while talking, turning and inspecting herself more.

"That's spot on, Marinette! It feels like it's a perfect fit for yoou and only you, because it chose you. You are the only one who can wield this miraculous to it's fullest extent!"

"Speaking of wielding the miraculous, what am I supposed to do now? I'm sure the city's just crawling with crime at the ripe old hour of 7:30 pm."