Miraculous: New Beginnings

Magic Transformation, Power Up!

Once again, the three adults had set up a meeting. They had stayed relatively safe in their nice, expensive bunkers. No zombies were able to get them in there.

"We all know why we're gathered here today," the blond-haired man announced, "Our suspicions were correct... the arrival of new miraculous users comes with the arrival of the Guardian."

He pressed a button on his laptop that showed various poor-quality pictures of a figure in a green outfit. Wings sprouted from their back.

"I saw the news report. A little girl said she was saved by someone known as 'Aithusa', right?" The purple-haired woman's eyes beamed in excitement.

"There's no doubt about it. This Aithusa person has to be the Guardian," the black-haired woman agreed, "It's been twenty years... and they wouldn't have aged a bit. This makes finding them all the more easier."

"But we've only seen a glimpse at them! There's no way we could recognise them in their civilian form," frowned the purple-haired woman. "We'll just have to wait until they emerge again..."

"I'm sure something disastrous will happen again soon!" The black-haired woman chuckled. "Come on... with that boy as well... it's only a matter of time."

"Just make sure we stick to the plan," the blond-haired man reminded them. "The Guardian has to think that we've changed... we need to get that miraculous fixed. With that sort of power... the world would crumble at our feet."

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Percy was back in school after a few days. The school had shut for a few days to allow people time to recover from that zombie fiasco. He had heard that a documentary was already being made about it.

Claww rustled about in his pocket, trying to get his attention. "Hey, um. You have a message," they said simply.

"A message?" Percy repeated, "No one messages me. You don't even have my phone. What do you mean, I have a message?"

"On your miraculous device, dummy," Claww rolled their eyes. "All miraculous users can communicate with each other. It just so happens that one of your teammates has decided to actually use this function."

"I'm... kind of in the middle of school right now," frowned Percy. "I can't just transform to take a look at the message. Can't you read it to me?"

Claww huffed and closed their eyes. "Alright, fine... it's from Monarch. She says she wants everyone to meet up on the Eiffel Tower for a team meeting at six, tonight," they said.

"A team meeting, huh?" Percy chuckled. This was new. "I don't know what exactly there is to talk about... I don't really know the others, to be honest."

"Just remember to keep your identity a secret," Claww reminded him, "Everything always goes horribly wrong if not. Don't ask me to explain..."

Percy shrugged and glanced up at a nearby clock. Five hours to go. All he had to do was not work himself up over this for the next five hours. He was Talonarrow! Talonarrow didn't get worked up over minor things - he was the anchor of the team. Mainly because Loupe and Coyote were so hotheaded.

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It was five hours later, and Talonarrow was doing his best to be more courageous and assertive. He was a different person now. And he had to climb the Eiffel Tower. Why was he getting worked up over this small thing? It made no sense.