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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 ── 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴

His palms pressed against the cool metal table, lips pressed in a thin line, and gray eyes, cold as ice, eying the purple brooch on the table.

Two decisions weighed heavily on his mind; he could move forward, letting himself grieve her loss and focus on caring for their son who was also grieving, or he could give into temptation, luring him to dance along a dark path that would surely strip him of his humanity.

He knew the choice she would want him to make, but the pain was too much for him to bear. He missed her terribly and if there was any way to bring her home to him, he should try, right?

… Even if it meant losing himself?

He grabbed the brooch, a purple light exploding from the jewel. The light dimmed, revealing a small, lavender, creature with purple eyes to match and a dark purple swirl on its head with two, small wings on its back.

“Explain the Miraculous.” He demanded.

“Many centuries ago magic jewels bestowing extraordinary powers were created. These were the Miraculous. Throughout history, heroes have used these jewels for the good of the human race. Two of these Miraculous are more powerful than the others; the earrings of the Ladybug, which provide the power of creation and the ring of the Black Cat, which gives the power of destruction. According to legend, whoever controls those jewels at the same time will achieve absolute power,"

Absolute power? The thought danced around his mind almost hypnotically, luring him to the darkest parts of his humanity. Using that power would bring her back. He would have the love of his life back and his son would have his mother back; they would be a family again.

The small creature hovered in front of a tall figure who stood in the middle of a large room filled with pure white butterflies.

"I want that absolute power, Nooroo." His cold, gray eyes were shining with greed, fed by the desires of his heart, "I must have those Miraculous!"

"But nobody knows where these miraculous are!" The creature, Nooroo, frowned with a shake of his small head.

"I found you though, my little Nooroo." The figure purrs, smiling sinisterly. "Your miraculous… remind me of its powers again."

His cold, gray eyes were glued to the purple brooch placed in the middle of his palm.

"The Moth Brooch allows you to give someone their own superpowers and to make that person your devoted follower!" Nooroo smiles, happy to explain the powers he grants to his master.

"And when it comes to luring superheroes, what could be better than creating supervillains?" The man suggested, lips twisting up into a devilish smirk as an idea blooms in his head like a disease, taking away any common sense or morality that the man could have had.

Decision has been made, the deal has been struck; there was no backing out now.

"But master, the Miraculous are not meant to be used for evil purposes!" Nooroo protests, not liking what his master is suggesting.

"I must have this absolute power!" The man's voice rises as he points angrily at his Kwami, "Your Miraculous is in my control! I am your master now, and you must obey me."

Nooroo flinches back in fear, and bows his head in submission, knowing it's too late to stop his chosen from following the dark path of evil. "Yes, master."

The man grins wickedly, putting on the brooch, "Nooroo, dark wings! Rise!" Nooroo gets sucked into the brooch just as the butterflies in the room cover the man like a protective shield.

They blow away, revealing his dark, purple, business-like suit with a silver mask covering his face.

"From this day on, I shall be known as. . . HawkMoth!"

His dark laughter echoes throughout the room.

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In a small shop in Paris, a small, turtle-like creature, a kwami, was resting when a powerful yet dark feeling overcame him.

His eyes snap open, revealing bright, yellow eyes with green orbs. The creature immediately flies out to inform his master, an old Chinese man, wearing a red Hawaiian shirt, by the name of Wang Fu.

Master Fu was on his knees with a customer, helping him with his back, "Master, master!"

Hearing the voice of the Kwami, the customer glances up just as the Kwami hides, "Master, master..." Master Fu immediately covers for his Kwami, "Chanting, it's all part of the treatment. Master, master..." Master Fu helps the customer up and pushes him out the door, "Thank you for coming, see you again next week!"

The turtle kwami immediately flies out of his hiding spot and hovers in front of his master, "Master, the Moth Miraculous, I felt its aura."

Master Fu glances down, holding his face in confusion, "I thought it had been lost forever!"

"But master, it's a negative aura." The kwami informs him, "I fear it may have gotten into the hands of a dark power!"

"We must find Nooroo and his Miraculous." Master Fu begins to walk forward with his kwami following behind, "If it has gotten into the wrong hands, there's no telling what evil will come upon the world!"

"Time to transform!" Master Fu raised his arm, showing a small bracelet, shaped like a turtle.

"Wayzz…" He doubles over in pain.

His kwami, Wayzz, flies over to him. "Please, Master. Be reasonable. You are–"

Master Fu cuts him off, saying. "Still young! I'm only 186." He climbs to his feet, "But you're right, Wayzz. I can no longer do it alone. We'll need some help."

Master Fu walks over to the gramophone and opens it, revealing a large box with Chinese carvings. Master Fu immediately lifts the top, revealing the jewels inside. Six multiple colored spots were placed around a circle, shaped like a yin, yang sign with a piece of jewelry placed inside each of the two dots; the ladybug earrings and the ring of the black cat.

Master Fu's brown eyes stare down at the box, gaze glued to the earrings of the ladybug and the ring of the black.

If he paid closer attention to the energy around him, he would have felt the shift. Like lightning, the air buzzed and crackled with a power much older than the man himself.

Someone, or something, just stepped into Paris that, unbeknownst to Master Fu, will play a major role in what's to come.

Master Fu reaches forward and grabs the earrings of the ladybug and the ring of the black cat, missing the Miracle box that reacts to the ancient power that has arrived in Paris.

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𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒: 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥

𝐒𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬: Yet again, evil rises, calling its chosen vessel, Hawkmoth, to threaten the lives of many, and manipulate the world to his own heart desires. Death, pain, and carnage are just over the horizon unless good intervenes, and intervenes she does, calling her chosen trio. Two are called to wield powerful jewels called miraculous with the powers of creation and destruction, while the third was born with magic in her veins and a connection to the gods.

Three normal teenagers, chosen by their hearts of gold, called to wear a mantle that will forever change their lives, and the lives of the people of Paris.

Will they rise to the responsibility placed upon their shoulders? Or, will they give way to fear, dooming their beloved Pairs and the world to an eternal darkness forever.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 ── 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴