When I was eight my father told me of a tale. The tale of the miraculous. He told me about Ladybug and Chatoir and how they were the most powerful of them all. All but one was kept in a box and guarded twenty four seven in a giant temple. Legend has it the missing miraculous is the most powerful of them all, yes even more then ladybug and Chatnoir. Problem is that it's not in the form of a bracelet or a necklace. It's part of someone like their eyes or hair. My father told me that it was apart of me. It would only activate when I laid eyes on the love of my life. At the time I didn't realize he was serious. I thought he was just kidding. That or he was crazy. I should have listened though. Not even a month or two later he died in a car accident. Thinking back I really wish I would have believed him. He could have helped me with the struggles I now have to face. And maybe even some love advice. ~~~~~~ I do not own any of the characters in Miraculous besides Blaze. I previously wrote this story on Quotev and recently decided to rewrite this story. 2/16/23- I may continue writing this.All Rights Reserved