A/N: Well, here I am again starting another story. Honestly, I don't know what it is with me, I'll start one story work on it until I loose interest and then start another one. I guess I just have too many ideas floating around my head. And with all of those ideas comes the inevitable writers block, for awhile now, I've been suffering from it, so much so that I didn't have any new ideas for some of the stories I really wanna continue. I only have half of Aloha Alola written, and nothing so far on The End of Hope's Peak Academy. Regardless, I didn't come here to ramble about my shortcomings.
Welcome to my new story, this time being a Miraculous story. I've been meaning to write something for this series for awhile now, ever since I watched it earlier this year. I'm surprised I haven't delved into the super hero genre yet. As an author I must branch out and try everything at least once, even if its something embarrassing or lewd, and trust me, I know a lot about being lewd.
This story will revolve around my main character Sora Garcia Fujisaki, a sixteen year old boy who has recently moved to Paris from Barcelona. This will be the story of how he goes from normal teenager to awesome super hero in the blink of an eye. I didn't see any Miraculous being based on dogs and the ones I did were alright in my opinion, I don't want to sound rude to the creators. It took me awhile to finally decide on an animal and what Sora's Miraculous would be, until it hit me, Husky's are my favorite breed of dogs, there isn't a Miraculous based on a dog yet and it would make for an interesting relationship with Chat Noir, who is of course a cat, and thus the Husky Miraculous was born. Not really original, but I'll take it.
This is merely the origin story of how Sora became Husky and how he took up the mask to protect the city of Love. Of course, his partner has already been decided, its in the title after all, so you can expect Volpina's origin story to come out right after I am done writing it. AS for the Akuma victims, it's gonna be a little hard to come up with new ones, but I am going to bring back some old ones, after all it's rather easy for someone to get negative emotions, so them falling into Hawk Moth's trap again isn't unlikely, after all he said so himself, Volpina would be back, so it isn't out of the realm of possibility if someone else comes back as well.
So for now, please enjoy this prequel to the main story, It's my first go at a Miraculous story. It will be a bit oc centric but the main cast will have their appearances in the main story. I hope you all like this, if you are new to my stories then please check out the others that I've written, leave a like and a review if you like it, or if you wish to tell me what I did wrong, I don't mind some constructive criticism.
On a side note, I have decided to make kwami's have the ability to talk to their partners telepathically while they are transformed. I don't know why this isn't possible, but I think it would be good to have them give out a little advice from time to time, but they won't be talking a lot, since it would take a lot more energy for them to do it and they would rather focus it on keeping the transformation. Another thing to note is that Sora's older sister Skyla is written to be a bisexual character, though she leans towards girls. It's my first time writing this type of character so please don't be offended if I do it wrong, I just want to expand my characters a bit so I can be more creative in the future. I know how sensative this topic can be in this day and age, so please, I'm not trying to offend, my apologies if I do...
Couldn't find a good picture on Google for this story, so I decided on a glass of iced tea, deal with it.
As of 12/11/17 Chapters 1 and 2 have been edited and reposted
Miraculous
Tales of Husky and Volpina
Chapter 1
Origins(Husky)
It was a quiet day in the city of Paris. The sun was shining brightly over the city, and its citizens were all enjoying the bright sun. The wind was blowing softly and the birds were chirping loudly. Most of the people were talking about the superheroes that were protecting the city, or about the victim that had gotten akumatized during the day. This type of conversation had become commonplace in the city, ever since the appearance of Ladybug and Chat Noir. However not everyone was talking about the happenings of the city, some were just too busy during their day to really care, while others just weren't interested. This wasn't the case for one young man, who was just busy helping his mother unpack their things.
He was a young man of sixteen, who had long black hair, which was a bit spiky. He had dark tan skin, and bright blue eyes. He stood at around five foot ten in height. He was wearing a black hooded jacket, which he left open. It had gray fur around the hood and on the hem of the jacket, with a silver colored zipper. It had white outer pockets, with silver buttons. Underneath, he wore a light blue v-neck tee shirt. He was wearing a pair of dark blue slim straight jeans, with a white seat belt, that had a paw print motif on it. He was wearing a pair of black polished combat boots, with steel toes and thick black laces. This young man was named Sora Garcia Fujisaki, a young man that had moved from Spain to France with his mother who had wanted to start a flower business.
His mother was Japanese-American, having been born in Japan and raised in America with her father. He himself was born in Japan, but was raised in Spain for most of his life, since his father was Spanish. He he wanted to be technical, he was actually Japanese-American with a bit of Spanish. He was sure he had some Navajo DNA somewhere in his family tree, but his mother always ignored him when he brought it up. He was the middle child, having an older sister named Skyla, and a younger sister named Juliet.
Skyla was two years older than him, being an adult already. She had lighter skin than him, matching his mother's side of the family. She had long white hair, which she kept straight and neat. She usually wore a light blue parka, with a black halter top underneath it. The parka only covered half of her body, as it left her midriff fully exposed. She wore a pair of skin tight black jeans and a pair of black leather boots. She had dark brown eyes, something she had inherited from their mother. Often times people called her an albino, even though she wasn't and had darker skin than most albino people did. It only served to annoy her, so she ignored those comments for the most part.
Their little sister Juliet was only eight years old and was totally in love with the color pink. She had short brown hair, reaching down past her shoulders. She was wearing a light pink shirt with a flower print on it. She was wearing a light pink pleated skirt, pale pink tights and some pink flats. Around her shoulder was a small handbag, which she had filled with candy, her cellphone and a few other things that she insisted were for her eyes only, though he already knew she had a box of crayons on her, since she loved to draw. The three of them had been busy unloading the moving truck with all of their things, but had decided to take a bit of a break.
His mother had been really exited when she mentioned the idea of opening a store in Paris. She had always wanted to do that, and when she had saved enough money, she didn't hesitate. She was able to find a perfect place, which doubled as their home. The store was in a good place, near the Eiffel Tower, so he was sure they would get some business. He had been leaning against the wall, staring at the truck intently, a frown on his face.
"Something wrong little brother?" Skyla asked, standing beside him. He shook his head, looking at the ground.
"There's nothing wrong, just...I sort of miss my friends. It's gonna be weird starting school here. I'm just glad we can speak the language." he said.
"Well, Mama told us to only speak French here, so that we grew used to speaking it. Even Juliet got the hang of it...why she wanted to move to France though? I still don't know." she replied.
"Well, America was too far and we had stuff to ship over, same with Japan...it makes sense to just move north. Besides, Paris is the city of love, so it makes sense to open a flower shop here." He said.
"Exactly, which is why I moved us here to Paris!" their mother said, standing in front of them.
She was a woman of thirty seven, with light colored skin. She had long brown hair, and hazel colored eyes. She was wearing a long sleeved black shirt, with a matching pair of white Capris and white flats. She wore a pair of thin framed glasses on her face, which were red in color. Her name was Mariana, the new owner of the Flower shop they were about to open.
"Mama, are you sure it's wise to start over here? I mean at least the currency is the same and all, but I kinda wanted to finish school back in Spain." she said.
"Yes it is hija, besides you didn't bother going to school since you were skipping with Jessica and Marta all the time." the woman said, glaring at her daughter who just tugged her collar a bit. Sora chuckled, shaking his head.
"Well, at least you made it to the eleventh grade, so it isn't so bad. It's just that you should have graduated already. If you had gone to school, you wouldn't be forced to work here at the store." he teased.
"Ay callate estupido!"(Shut Up you Idiot!)
"Now Skyla, what did I say? You have to speak in French here, so you get used to the language!" Mariana said. Sora chuckled quietly, earning a growl from his sister.
"Momma, when will the TV people get here, I wanna watch cartoons!" Juliet cried, looking down at the three of them from her bedroom window.
"I told you sweetheart, not until tomorrow afternoon."
"Boo, that sucks!" she cried.
"Hey, don't talk like that. You two, hurry and get the last of your things out of the truck, I gotta take it to the place in town to return it." she said, earning nods from the two. Sora jumped up to the truck and grabbed his last two boxes, which weren't at all heavy. Thankfully, all of the furniture had already been taken care of.
"Hey Sora, what do you think of all this?" Skyla asked, as she grabbed one of her big clothing boxes. He looked at her curiously.
"What do you mean?"
"Of the move, do you think it was a good idea?"
"You just say that because you had to break up with your girlfriend back home." he said, a lopsided grin on his face. She blushed a bit, gritting her teeth.
"Hey, I thought I told you to keep that a secret!" she snapped.
"What? That you swing both ways, it's totally cool sister. But to answer your question, I'm not sure what I think yet. Paris does have its charms, but I do miss Spain. We grew up there after all, and we have friends and family there as well." he said.
"That's true...I guess we can make the most of it. As long as I have my siblings by my side, I can get through it. But seriously, keep that a secret, I'm not ready to tell Mama yet." she said.
"You betcha. Need any help with that?"
"Nah, I got this, you go on little brother, I'll catch up!" she said. He nodded and jumped out of the truck, heading toward the entrance to their new home.
He walked through their store front to the door at the very back that lead into their dwelling. Climbing a set of stairs, he entered the first door to his right, which was now his new room. He had already positioned everything how he wanted it, having his work and computer desk to the very left of the room, and his bed on the very right. The room had come with a few extra shelves that the previous owner had left behind, and he was gonna make use of it since he had some books and video games he wanted to display. He set his boxes down beside his bed and looked around his empty room, a frown on his face.
"Well, I'll make this room look like mine did back in Spain. Just gotta unpack all this stuff." he muttered to himself.
He opened the first box, pulling out his neat stack of books, which was actually his manga collection. He had several of these, as he found himself really getting into them when he was growing up, and since his mother taught him how to read and write in Japanese, he always bought the original versions instead of the translated ones. He already had them alphabetized, so all he did was set them on the shelves. After fifteen minutes, all three hundred issues were displayed. He frowned realizing he had taken all of the shelves with just his manga collection and other books. He thankfully had a spare bookshelf, so he set all of his video games on that.
On his computer desk sat his 40 inch flat screen television, which he had hooked up to his computer and his Playstation 4. On some of the free space, he placed some of his figurines on it. Opening the second box, he set out to start pinning up his posters and scrolls, which he had carefully rolled up to ensure they wouldn't tear or rip. After an hour, he was done. It wasn't exactly like his room back in Spain, but he did like it a bit more. He sighed and looked to his suitcases, frowning a bit.
"Oh boy, the fun part." he muttered with disdain, as he grabbed his big red suitcase.
Skyla meanwhile had returned to the truck to grab her last box, as everything else was stuff for the store opening, things that her mother had been slowly collecting. Apparently she had also saved up enough to get herself a small shipment of different flowers and seedlings. Once she had her grand opening, she hoped to use some of that money for inventory, and of course the bills. As she jumped out of the truck, she almost bumped into a couple girls, that had been looking at the store.
"Sorry about that, didn't mean to startle you." she said, her arms wrapped around her box.
"No no, it was our mistake!" one of the girls said.
The first was a blue haired girl, who had her short hair up in pigtails, with red hair ties. She had light ivory colored skin, and bright bluebell eyes. She was wearing a black blazer with the sleeves rolled up, over a white tee shirt, with a thin black collar. It had a flower motif on it, the flower being a sakura bloom, along with black colored leaves. She was wearing a pair of light pink Capri pants, and matching blue slippers. Around her shoulder was a small pink purse, with a golden clasp on it and a thin shoulder strap. She had a glittering pair of red earrings on her ears.
Next to her stood a slightly taller girl, with curled brown hair, which was a light copper red at the tips. She had light brown skin, an bright hazel colored eyes. She was wearing a reddish brown flannel shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. Underneath she wore a white tank top, which revealed a bit of her cleavage. She was wearing a pair of light blue jeans and some white sneakers with black tops. She wore a black framed pair of glasses, and had a beauty mark slightly above her eyebrow. Skyla's lips broke into a grin as she set the box down beside her.
"You two look like a couple of locals. I'm Skyla, me and my family just moved here from Spain." she said.
"Wow, we had heard rumors of a shop opening soon, but I didn't think you'd come all the way from Spain. My name is Alya, it's nice to meet you Skyla." the brown haired girl said, shaking her hand.
"Oh no, the pleasure is all mine."
"I'm Marinette, nice to meet you too Skyla. So what kind of shop are you opening up here?"
"Hmm...oh it isn't my shop, my Mama is the one who'll be running it, sadly because I loved to skip class back home, I'm being forced to work here part time. It's going to be a flower shop, at least when it opens." she said, glancing at the building behind her.
"A Flower shop? I have to tell my parents about this, maybe we can order some arrangements for our shop." Marinette said, her eyes sparkling a bit.
"Her parents run a bakery not that far from here. Their bread is the best in all of Paris, once you try it, you'll definitely want more." Alya said, earning a nod from Skyla.
"Well, I guess I can talk to my Mama, see if I can sweeten the deal a bit. I'll be attending the local high school, so if anything we can talk more there...if you go there that is." she said.
"We both attend College Francoise-DuPont, it's the public high school near the Eiffel Tower." Marinette said, earning a nod from Skyla.
"Yup, me and my little brother will be attending school there. I'm in the eleventh grade, what about you two?" she asked.
"Tenth, we just started a few months back. It's been interesting, especially with all of the villains that pop in once and awhile." Alya said.
"Oh right...I used to tune into this cute blog when I was skipping class. I have the alerts on in my phone so I was notified whenever a new video was uploaded."
"Wow, hear that Alya...people in Spain tune into your blog!" Marinette said.
"I told you, it's all about the content and the general outlook of the site, even if I get the odd bad comment!"
"Wait...you're the one that runs that blog? What a coincidence, something tells me we'll be great friends."
"Ahem, big sister...could you be kind as to move your big butt out of my way."
Skyla sighed angrily, turning around to glare at her brother, who had his arms crossed, a frown on his face. She rolled her eyes, looking back at the two girls.
"This is my intolerable little brother he's a total ass!" she said.
"Pardonu min granda fratino, sed mi havas farendaĵojn" (Pardon Me Big Sister, but I got things to do)
"Ugh...you have no idea how much you irritate me when you do that." she said. He rolled his eyes.
"It isn't my fault that you are spending your time flirting with these girls and not learning a third language, I'm surprised you can speak French so fluently." He said, jumping into the truck bed.
"Don't mind him, he's just being an idiot. So, if you'd like could you leave me your number? When we start getting flowers in I can give you a call and let you know. I can always show you our arrangement book at school." she said.
"Sure, I'm sure my parents would like to speak to your mother as well. Maybe they can strike a deal or something." Marinette said. Sora walked out of the truck, holding a small box filled with some rather delicate figurines that he had forgotten. He was about to enter the store when he looked back at the two girls, a curious look on his face.
"Hey, aren't you the girl that runs that superhero blog?" he asked.
"Yes that's me, I'm Alya...it's nice to meet you...um..."
"Sora, it's too to meet you too. You also look familiar...have I seen you anywhere recently?" he asked, looking at Marinette, who shook her head.
"We've never met before. I'm Marinette by the way, welcome to Paris."
"Thank you...hmm...I'm sure I've seen you before but I don't know where...eh, I'll figure it out. See you later I guess." he said, ducking back into the store.
"So, that's your brother huh? Does he enjoy teasing you in foreign languages?" Alya asked curiously.
"Yes, he does it all the time. He's just a little smart ass who happens to excel in learning new languages. That one he just used was Esperanto, a language that's barely used in the world anymore. He also knows Spanish, Japanese, English and of course French. I think he's learning Latin too...I'm not really sure."
"What did he mean when he said you were flirting with us?" Marinette asked curiously, earning a grin from the older girl.
"I'm bisexual, I haven't told my mother yet but my brother found out last year and he hasn't stopped teasing me about it. He openly supports it, but you know...not a lot of people support something like that." she said, frowning a bit.
"Girl, you have a right to like whoever and whatever you like. Who cares what other people think? We are all human right? It makes me happy to know that there are people who embrace who they truly are. Perhaps it isn't the time yet, but I'm sure your mother will accept you for who you are too." Alya said.
"Thank you Alya, it means a lot to me. Anyway, I'll definitely call you when we get those flowers in, I'm sure my mother will give me a day off for finding her some customers already!" she said.
"No, thank you for the offer. I can't wait for you guys to open up shop, we'll be business rivals, even if what we'll be selling is different."
"You're on then Marinette, may the best shop win!"
The two girls bid farewell to the older girl, who still had a smile on her face. She couldn't help but check the two girls out, though she stopped when her mother walked out of the store.
"So, made some new friends already? Sora told me all about it."
"Yes, and I also have potential business associates lined up for us. Marinette's parents run a bakery not far from here, and she expressed buying some arrangements for their store...I think we can totally make some cash from this."
"Hmm...I'll have to meet up with them, but that's definitely good. We aren't even open and you're already working hard, I'm proud of you sweetie, now let's hurry and get these things upstairs."
Sora smiled and wiped a bit of sweat from his brow. His room was finally organized and had all of his things in their proper place. He dropped into his bed, looking at his new ceiling. Now that he was done unpacking and helping his mother and sisters with their things, he didn't have anything better to do. He pulled out his cellphone. It was a light blue Samsung SCH-U740.
He had it for awhile, and honestly could have used a better phone, but he didn't feel like upgrading, his phone was just too important to him. He flicked it open and started sifting through his contacts, aside from family members, he only had three or four friends, and he knew most of them would be a school. He wouldn't be starting school until Saturday, since classes in France were a bit different. Sighing to himself, he closed his phone, shoving it back into his jacket pocket. He stood up, stretching his arms a bit.
"Well, if I'm gonna lay here bored out of my mind, I might as well go outside and be bored of my mind there." he said to himself. He walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs, heading into the kitchen, where his mother was unpacking the silverware and the china.
"I'm gonna go explore mom, I can't just sit here and do nothing." he said.
"Sweetheart, this isn't Barcelona, you can't just take off whenever you want." she said.
"Please, I was just gonna head to the Eiffel Tower, I've been dying to see it up close. Maybe I can get some pictures from the spire." he said, a grin on his face. She sighed, giving him a nod.
"Fine, but make sure you know your way back. We may not be that far from the tower, but this is Paris and it's still easy to get lost." she said.
"Yeah yeah, I have the address memorized...and it's on my phone as well. I'll bring you a key chain." he said, hastily ducking out of the kitchen. He knew that she wouldn't let him go if he didn't leave. He waved at his sister as he walked out of the store and started making his way toward the Tower.
Even though he was a bit nervous about his new life in Paris, he had to admit, he was looking really forward to it. He had always wanted to see the Eiffel Tower up close, and he heard about all of the interesting things to do in town. There was also the River Seine which wasn't that far from where he lived either, and of course the Louvre museum. He was definitely going to have a great time in Paris, perhaps even find someone special along the way, seeing as his sister had already beat him to it. He passed by a park, which was filled with a lot of people, young and old alike.
He couldn't help but smile, seeing all of the kids running around and enjoying themselves. He decided to take a bit of a detour through the park, so he could familiarize himself better with his surroundings. As he was walking though, he couldn't help but notice a young woman, who was laying on a bench looking up at the sky.
She seemed close to his age. She had tanned skin, with long chocolate brown hair, which seemed to get lighter the longer it got. She was wearing a black romper, with matching black shorts that ended just above the knee. She was wearing light colored panty hose. She wore a bright orange jacket over it, designer most likely, with buttons that ran down the sides of it, and black pockets with glittering silver zippers. She was playing with the golden necklace around her neck, which resembled a fox tail. She was frowning a bit, her eyes not leaving the sky above her. He could tell something was bothering her, but he didn't really feel like bothering. So instead he just kept walking, minding his own business.
"Hey you."
He stopped mid stride, glancing over his shoulder. The girl was sitting up, glaring at him, her olive eyes boring into his own. He swallowed hard, fully turning around.
"What's up miss? Something wrong?" he asked. She shook her head, and instead reached behind her neck, unclasping her necklace. She looked at it for a good three seconds before tossing it at him. He caught it, almost dropping it to the floor.
"Get that away from me would you? I don't want it anymore." she said firmly.
He looked the necklace over, seeing just how much detail had been put into it. It was indeed a fox tail, it was a fiery orange color, that seemed to get lighter at the ends. The tail was curled upward, forming a hook shape, the tip of it was a bright white color, the charm had a glossy finish, making it shine a bit. He looked back at her, shaking his head.
"Sorry miss, this thing looks expensive as hell. I can't accept something like this, from a stranger no less, I mean what if it's stolen? Or what if it's a long lost family heirloom that's possessed by its original owner? I could potentially bring a poltergeist to my home." he said. She looked at him, eyes widened in shock, not expecting to hear him say that. She broke into a fit of giggles, clutching her stomach a bit.
"That is the oddest thing I have ever heard anyone say. It isn't stolen, I bought it thinking it would look great on me, but it doesn't so its yours now. Really, I don't want it anymore." she said, earning a shrug from him.
"I don't understand why you wouldn't want a trinket like this but...if you are sure then I guess I can take it." he said.
"Well...it's more like a welcoming gift. I passed by your house earlier today and saw you and your sister pulling things out of the moving truck. I was going to introduce myself but...I dunno I wasn't up for it, I guess. You looked my age, so I figured I'd see you at school at some point."
"Well, you should have come and said hello anyway. It would have put me at ease a bit, seeing as I don't know anyone here. We met here, so that's something I guess..my name is Sora Garcia Fujisaki, it's nice to meet you miss."
"Lila Rossi, it's nice to meet you too. I'll most likely see you at school...you seem busy so I don't want to bother you, and I'm sort of late for a family meeting." she said, hastily standing up.
"Don't worry about it. Oh right, my mom made me take tons of these in case I left, she's opening a Flower Shop in a few days, the Grand Opening is on Monday, maybe you could swing by?" he asked, handing her one of the glossy business cards his mother had given him. She looked it over, giving him a nod.
"Sure, I'll be sure to tell my mom...she might be interested. See ya around Sora." she said, turning to leave the park. He looked at the necklace again, frowning a bit.
"What an odd girl...there must be a reason why she gave me this...oh hell, I might as well give it to Skyla." he said, about to shove it into his pocket, that is until some guy raced past him, snapping it out of his grasp.
"Wha...hey, you fucking thief! Get back here!" he shouted, sprinting after the guy. The man cut across traffic, causing several cars to stop forcefully. Sora did the same, shouting his apologies the the cars that stop, unknowingly, a certain blond young man had seen him. Sadly, he couldn't help because he was currently heading home. The light turned green and the car sped off, heading toward his mansion.
Sora ducked and weaved through the streets, making sure he didn't loose the man. He had looked back a couple times, surprised to see he was still being followed. He quickly ducked into an alleyway, tossing a metal trash can in Sora's way, only for him to jump over it. He smirked as he was closing the distance.
Not many people knew it, but Sora was actually a very fit individual. On his off time, he practiced mixed martial arts, of course all of the things he learned were from internet videos and tutorials, but that didn't mean he wasn't good at it. He loved to learn new things, and martial arts seemed like something useful to learn. He had also learned a few sword strikes and practiced swinging a wooden sword around for four hours a day. He had almost caught up to the man when he ducked into another back alley, forcing the teenager to come to a full stop. He turned around, heading into the alley the man had ducked into, sadly when he made it to the open street, the man was gone. He swallowed hard, panting for breath from the energy he wasted.
"Damn it, first day in Paris and I've already been robbed. Great, look at how far from the Eiffel Tower I am now, damn thief!" he muttered sourly under his breath. He started heading back home, disappointment written on his face. Not only did he get robbed, but now he had to tell Lila that someone has stolen the gift she had given him.
"Maybe I can lie to her, tell her that I just brought it home and put it away...nah, I wouldn't forgive myself for lying to a pretty girl like her. Great, I'm talking like my sister now." he said, shaking his head a bit.
He made it to a crosswalk and pressed the button, waiting for the light to change. He shoved his hands in his pocket, looking around aimlessly. He jumped a bit when he heard the sound of something being dropped. He glanced behind him, but the nearest person was half a block away and they looked liked they hadn't heard anything. He noticed the entrance to an alley was a few feet from him. Curiosity got the best of him as he started walking over to it. He walked inside, seeing the shadow being cast by the building was enough to darken the area up a bit.
"Hey, is anyone back here? I heard a loud sound!" he called out, as he got closer to the center of the alleyway. His eyes widened a bit, when he saw three young men, standing in front of an old man.
He looked to be of Chinese origin, with light colored skin and dark gray thinning hair. He had brown colored eyes, and thick brows. He had a black goatee and a matching black mustache. He was wearing a red Hawaiian shirt, with a white Hibiscus print on it. He was wearing tan Capri pants and brown shoes. Around his wrist was a bracelet, which was a light green color. He was holding a wooden cane in his hand, grasping it tightly. Even though he was old, he wasn't backing down from the three men. Sora grit his teeth, looking around for something to use. His eyes lit up when he saw an old broom next to a trash can, he quietly grabbed it, breaking off the bottom.
"Come on old man, give us that bracelet, and whatever else you have, that can certainly go a long way. It took me awhile to shake off that first kid, but it will certainly go well with the necklace I stole from him." the leader said. Sora smirked and cleared his throat, catching their attention.
"So, this is where you went. Think you can escape me asshole? Didn't you have enough stealing my necklace, now you have to attack old men?" he asked.
"I thought I lost you. Don't get any closer kid, or I'll seriously hurt you!" he said.
"Pfft, as if. You are nothing but a thief, and I take it you two are his lackeys. Picking on the elderly, and stealing from kids, that isn't something I tolerate." he said.
"Pascal, Antoine, get him." the man cried.
His two lackeys smirked, pulling out a couple switch blades from their pockets. Sora cracked his neck and grabbed his broom stick tightly, spinning it around his hand. The first man, who he assumed was Pascal, threw a jab at him, his switch blade coming mere inches from his face. Sora easily disarmed him with his makeshift staff, and drove the tip of it into the man's stomach, making him howl in pain. He spun it around his neck, before slamming it into Antoine's hand, making him drop his knife.
"He broke my wrist...boss what do we do?" he cried.
"Fuckin pussies, stab him while I get the old man!" he said loudly. Before Antoine could even attack, Sora had slammed the broom stick into the side of his head, knocking him out cold. Pascal hastily got up, but ended up running out of the alleyway.
"Some friend, he left you all alone. Now, return my necklace at once, or do you want me to kick your ass?"
"Man fuck you...I'll get you one day kid!" he said, grabbing his passed out friend from the floor, he made a hasty retreat. Sora breathed a sigh of relief, tossing the broom stick to the floor.
"Are you alright sir? Did they hurt you?" he asked. The man shook his head, a small smile on his face.
"Thank you, young man for coming to my aid. You are a lot stronger than you look." he said. Sora chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Yeah well, I got a lot of free time after school ends, so I usually watch martial arts videos and practice what I see. I'm much better with a Shinai than I am with a staff." he admitted.
"Still, what you showed today was impressive. It's a shame that they stole from you."
"Yeah, but I'll get my necklace back one way or another. A friend gave it to me, so I have to get it back." he said. He helped the old man out of the alleyway, making sure no one else would attack them when they weren't looking.
"You sure you'll be okay from here on out?" he asked.
"Yes, I can handle it from here. You have shown quite a lot of courage today young Sora...perhaps our paths will cross again one day." he said, earning a smile from Sora. He young man walked off, heading in the direction of the Eiffel Tower. Once he got across the street, he stopped and looked back, seeing the old man had disappeared. His eyes widened a bit, but he placed his hand over his heart, trying to calm down.
"He'll be fine...wait a minute...how did he know my name was Sora? I never told him." he said, earning a few curious looks from the people around him. He shook his head, deciding on a whim to head home, it was too late to visit the Eiffel Tower anyway.
By the time he made it back, it was already past sundown, and all over the city, the lights were slowly turning on. He frowned, having wanted to see the lights from the Eiffel Tower, the view was one of the things everyone always talked about. He shook it off and walked into his home. His mother had already arranged several things around the store, and had been cleaning the large refrigerators, where some of the flowers would be stored overnight. She looked up at him, a smile on her face.
"So, how was the tower?" she asked.
"I didn't go, I took a walk through the nearby park and this girl gave me a necklace, then this guy stole it from me and I ended up chasing him, sadly he got away. By the time I made it to the tower, I decided it had been too late to see it up close, so I'll be going there another time." he said. She sighed, standing up straight to full face her son.
"That was a dangerous thing, I get that you wanted your necklace back, but you could have gotten hurt!"
"I can defend myself mom. I think I'll be going up to my room now." he said.
"Oh, Skyla bought take out at a local restaurant, so make sure you have some, she's taking a shower with Juliet right now so whatever is left is yours." she said.
"Thanks for the information mom, you could have left the shower bit out of it though." he said, earning a giggle from his mother.
He walked into the kitchen, seeing the take out containers set neatly on the counter. He grabbed a spoon from the drawer and one of the cartons, opening the fridge to grab a soda. He was about to leave the kitchen and head into his room when he saw a small box on top of the kitchen table. He walked over to it, seeing his food down on it. He grabbed the box, looking at it closely.
It was a small brown, octagon shaped box, with golden markings on the top. The bottom of it was a dark shade of brown, and it had a golden clasp on the front. He looked underneath it, seeing a yellow post it note with his name on it. Choosing not to tell his mother, he grabbed the box along with his food and started heading upstairs to his room. Once inside, he closed the door after himself, walking over to his desk.
"Wonder what this could be." he muttered to himself. Instead of immediately eating his food, his curiosity was solely on the box. He flicked the clasp to the side and opened the box.
Inside it was a beautiful watch, similar to ones he had seen in the past. To him, it looked like a G-shock, instead it was a different color than the normal ones he had seen. The wrist straps were white in color with several holes on it. It had a golden buckle on it, which glittered a bit in the low lighting. The watch itself was a dark black color, the bezel being a glossy black in color. Looking at the clock face, he noticed that I was a traditional analog watch, rather than a digital one. It had two thin hands, and bright golden Roman numerals to mark the hours and minutes.
He also noticed the design on the face itself resembled a paw print. Slightly below the clock face was a small white button, with a black paw print on it, most likely so he could set the time on it. He also noticed two buttons on the sides of it, along with a winding rod. He gasped a bit when he saw it, it was definitely an expensive watch.
"Jeez, did mom buy me this? I know I don't really keep time that well, but this is too much." he said quietly to himself.
He grabbed the watch from within the box, looking it over. The back had a golden lid, which kept the inside mechanism protected. He didn't notice any markings on it, other than a laser etched paw print. He rolled up his left sleeve a bit and placed the watch on, securing it onto his wrist. He was about to press the button when the thing started glowing, rather brightly too. He shielded his eyes a bit, completely taken aback from the sudden flash. It finally died down, and he looked at his watch, seeing it had turned on, the face was back lit and the numerals were glowing, as if they all had small light bulbs underneath. He heard someone clear their throat behind him and he turned around, eyes widening.
Before him was floating a small creature. It looked a bit comical, having a head that was slightly larger than its body. It was white in color, with soft gray fur. It had black paws, along with a long fluffy gray black tail. It had bright blue eyes, with three long eyelashes, which were black in color. Atop its head sat two fluffy black tipped ears. She looked at him curiously, her face splitting into a grin.
"Hiya, you must be Sora correct?" she asked. He backed away from her, grabbing his spoon and pointing it at her.
"What the hell are you? What do you want?" he asked, waving the spoon as if it were a sword. She giggled, shaking her head.
"Relax, I mean you no harm. I am a kwami, a magical creature that can give people super powers. My name is Okamii and I happen to be the kwami that resides within the Husky Miraculous!" she said.
"The what...you mean the watch?" he asked, holding his arm up. She gave him a vigorous nod.
"Precisely. You see, there are other Miraculous out there and all of them imbue their holders with special powers. Yours will give you the power of a Husky, with the power of Vitality. You'll be able to use your powers to help other Miraculous users, not only that you'll have some awesome abilities too."
"Powers, Miraculous users? You have me confused...I'm not a hero, I'm just a regular teenager, I am nothing special." he said.
"But Sora, you aren't just a normal teenager. You are kindhearted, and strong, I mean just today you helped someone out correct? Without caring about what could have happened to you. Not only that, it isn't the first time you've done it before. As soon as you touched my Miraculous, I got a glimpse at all of the good things you've done. You have what it takes Sora."
"Pfft, yeah right...I don't think I have what it takes...I would probably be a bumbling fool causing more trouble than good."
"Not necessarily...you've heard of Ladybug and Chat Noir right? They are Miraculous holders, just like you! Look at all of the good they've done. The thing is...we are desperate for help, you see...the Moth Miraculous has been inactive for awhile, but it has recently appeared. Its holder is the reason there are akuma plaguing the city. We need all the help we can get, Ladybug and Chat Noir won't be able to do it on their own. Think about it would you?"
Sora decided to sit down. His hunger had literally vanished from his system. He was much more focused on what was happening to him. He looked at the watch, still not believing what was happening. Part of him thought it was a dream, that he had never left Barcelona and he was just asleep in his bed. But the other part of him made him realize that it was 100 percent real. He looked at the watch, seeing his reflection on its face.
"If I agree to this...I'll be saving people right? Victims of akuma attacks, the same ones that Ladybug and Chat Noir deal with...right?" he asked.
"Of course...you'll have to team up with them and put a stop to Hawk Moth, the evil man who wields the Moth Miraculous. I believe in you Sora, you can definitely do this." she said, giving him more encouraging words. He nodded to himself, holding his hand out.
"Okay Okamii...it's still to early but...I suppose I have no choice but to accept. You've been given to me, and so I'll take care of you, and the city as well. Anyone could become akumatized, even people close to me, and I can't let that happen."
"Excellent. Now, there are some things you have to know for when you transform. Number 1, you must never share your true identity or my existence with anyone. Not a single soul must know about me, the only people you should trust are other Miraculous users, provided that they are good people, but even then I wouldn't say anything."
"Fair enough, a hero's most valuable power is his identity after all." he said, quoting a line from one of his favorite movies.
"Number 2, you have a special ability, called Noble Howl. When used, everyone around you, including yourself will get a boost to their strength and stamina. It will go a long way to help those around you, and will make it harder to take damage from the akumatized victims. However, once you use it, you'll have five minutes until your transformation wears off, so you have to find a place to hide then. If you want to transform, I'll have to eat something to recharge my batteries, I prefer Chocolate and Bacon flavored dog treats by the way."
"Um...alright, I'll commit that to memory." he said.
"Number 3, when you are facing against an akumatized victim, you'll need to figure out what their most cherished item is, that's most likely where the akuma will be hiding. You have to purify it in order for the victim to go back to normal, it's a bit easier for someone like Ladybug, but you should be able to purify it with your powers."
"Got it, anything else I should know about?" he asked.
"No...I think that's it. Along with that special ability, you get an increase in strength, speed, stamina and cognitive thought, so you'll be stronger, faster and more intelligent while transformed. The last thing you'll need to know is how to transform, would you like to try it now?" she asked.
"Why not? My mom is busy downstairs and my sister is still in the shower, so I've got time." he said, locking his bedroom door for extra measure.
"Now, what you want to do is say, Okamii, Tail Up! And you'll be instantly transformed."
He took a deep breath, calming his nerves down a bit. He looked at his watch, seeing the bright glow that it was giving out. He cracked his neck, nodding to himself.
"Okay then, this is gonna be interesting. Okamii, Tail Up!" he cried, holding his arm up, the watch facing the kwami. She started glowing brightly as she was pulled into the watch. Sora was enveloped in a blinding light, as he was slowly being transformed into his new alter ego. The light finally died down, and he shook his head a bit. He glanced toward his mirror, eyes widening a bit.
He was no longer wearing his normal clothes. Now, he was wearing a form fitting black and white outfit. The top part was inverted black and white, with the top half and his right arm being black in color, and the bottom half and left arm being white in color. His arms were covered in a tight material, that seemed to be made out of very small octagons. His left arm, while being white in color, was covered with a black glove. Similarly, his right arm had a white glove on it. He was wearing a tight pair of black pants, made out of the same material as the rest of the outfit, it was a bit form fitting, which made his leg muscles stand out a lot.
He was wearing a pair of white boots, to contrast with the black pants. Around his waist, was a belt like sash, that wrapped around his waist, and it was white in color, having a black paw print on it. The excess of it extended downward, looking almost like a dog tail. The white started melding into a black color, with parts of it being a light gray color. His hair had gone from his normal black to a ghostly white. Atop his head were a pair of black dog ears, which were tipped with what looked like white fur, but they were purely for aesthetic purposes, though he was able to hear through them. His eyes were glowing a bright blue color. The final thing he had on, was a black and white eye mask, which served to shield his eyes.
The left half was black in color, while the right half was white. In the center of his chest, was a paw print, the top of it was white in color, while the bottom was white. Attached to his belt, were a pair of Nunchuku, which were also black and white in color. He noticed one of the nunchuku had a more rounded handle, looking almost like the one of a training sword. He looked at his reflection, jaw slack as he stood there in disbelief.
"Oh my god...this is insane! Is this really what I look like now Okamii?" he asked, looking around the room, only to see that the kwami had disappeared.
He glanced at his wrist watch, seeing it was glowing brighter than before. He grabbed one of the Nunchuku at his waist, and looked at them closely. He had never practiced with that type of weapon, but he had seen many people using them online. He saw a small button on the white shaft and pressed it. The chain was pulled into the bottom shaft and it turned into a medium length staff. He hummed to himself, grabbing the second pair of Nunchuku, he put them together, creating a bo-staff out of the two weapons. He smiled to himself, twirling the weapon in his hands.
"Okay, this is actually pretty cool." he muttered to himself.
"I thought you would see it that way."
"Gah...Okamii is that you?" he called out.
"Yup, I'm actually inside your miraculous right now. We can communicate this way when you are transformed. As you can see, you have a pair of Nunchuku that can turn into a staff. It can also be used as a grappling hook when separated. It has another form, a katana, it's blade is formed from the chain, but it's a last resort weapon. They also double as a communication device in case you ever need to make a call or contact other Miraculous users. So now that you tried it out, do you wanna take a trip through the city?"
"Gee, I dunno...what if I get caught or if my mom calls me down?" he asked.
"Just tell her your going to sleep or something."
"I guess that'll do." he muttered to himself. He retracted his weapons, placing them back onto his waist. He walked over to the door and opened it slowly, peeking through the crack. When he saw the hall was empty, he poked his head out.
"Hey mom, I'm going to sleep early. I'm tired from the move!" he cried.
"Okay, have a good night sweetie!" she called back.
He sighed and closed the door quietly, locking it back up. He walked toward his window, pulling it open. He looked down, seeing the street was clear of people. He grabbed one of his nunchuku and launched it at the ledge above him. Climbing out of the window, he was quickly pulled up by his weapon. Once on the roof, he stood next to the chimney, looking around the city.
"Well, this certainly isn't nerve wracking, not at all."
"It's alright Sora, even if you fall from up here, you won't be hurt. Well...you'll be confused for a few seconds but otherwise no worse for wear."
"That doesn't really make me feel better but...hmm...I know, since I didn't get to go there today, how about we take a trip to the Eiffel Tower?"
"Sounds like fun!"
Sora nodded to himself and swung his nunchuku as hard as he could flinging it onto the next roof top. He swung across the street, landing on the next building. He let out a breath as he landed on it, hastily running away from the edge. He noticed he was running a bit faster than normal, and that he was able to climb much easier. It wasn't long before he was running and jumping off rooftops as if he had been doing it his whole life.
"Huh...being a Miraculous holder isn't so bad. It's actually really easy to handle." he muttered to himself. He reached the edge of the building across from the Eiffel Tower's main plaza. He noticed it was still filled with people. He hummed to himself, looking for a place where he could launch his hook too.
"So, who might you be stranger?"
Sora jumped a bit, not expecting someone to be standing behind him. He turned around, gazing at the person who had spoken. It was a young man, with light blond colored hair. He was wearing a skin tight leather suit, that seemed to accent every muscle in his body. It had long sleeves, and he was wearing a pair of clawed gloves. On his left ring finger, he was wearing a black ring, which was glowing a bright green in color. He was wearing a pair of black boots, that reached up to his knees. Around his waist, was a black leather belt, that extended downward, acting as a makeshift tail. Atop his head, were a pair of leather cat ears, which almost resembled his own. He had a black mask on his face, covering his eyes, which were glowing a bright green. Around his neck was a glowing golden bell. He noticed a silver staff was attached to his belt. Sora sighed, crossing his arms.
"Dude, don't you know it's rude to just walk up behind people?" he asked.
"And don't you know it's rude to walk up on a cat's territory?" the blond countered, a smirk on his face.
"Touche, if you must know, I am making my way to the Eiffel Tower, I'm on a patrol of sorts." he said, glancing back to the tower.
"Really...who might you be stranger? Friend or Foe? Because after last time, I'm willing to lean on the latter." the teen said, grabbing his staff. Sora chuckled, shaking his head.
"Listen, you must be Chat Noir right? My name is Husky and I assure you, I am not an enemy. I'm here just like you, to stop akuma's from evil-lizing people. And what do you mean, last time?" he asked. The teen sighed, walking up to the edge of the building, looking down at the citizens.
"There was this girl, and she was turned into a superhero by Hawk Moth, our enemy. She used her illusions to convince me and my partner that she was on our side, but she was just after our Miraculous. We genuinely thought she was on our side, but just like that she turned on us." he said, snapping his fingers.
"I'm sorry that happened to you man, but trust me, I am not a threat. I just wanna help." he said. Chat Noir looked him over for a second, narrowing his eyes.
"I don't trust you..." he said.
"Because I'm a new hero and don't want me to steal your spotlight?" Sora asked curiously.
"Because you are a dog, and my cat senses are telling me to claw your eyes out." he replied. Sora cringed a bit, glancing away from the boy.
"Ah right...whatever then...I guess I'll just head out, unless you wanna come with me to the Eiffel Tower."
"I'm good, I'm supposed to be meeting my partner anyway. If you really are here to help, then I guess I'm glad you are here. But if not, then you better watch out." he said, racing off to a nearby rooftop.
Sora shrugged and continued his journey toward the tower. After a few minutes, he was able to scale up the south leg and started making his way to the top. Once he had finally made it, he let out a breath he'd been holding. He had never been so high up before, but now that he was, he didn't regret it. Paris looked absolutely beautiful. The lights coming off the buildings were lighting up the River Seine, making it look like it was glowing with millions of little jewels. It was as if he was staring at the finest jewels in the world, all laid out for him and him alone. It was a magnificent view, even if it was a bit chilly at the top.
"This is amazing!"
"Take a good look at it Sora, this is what we will be protecting from now on. We have to give it our all...don't be put off by what Chat Noir said to you, he's just wary of you. I'm sure Ladybug will be much nicer to you when you meet up."
"That's true...maybe she will be nicer than him, but I can't help but wonder who that person was that betrayed their trust. Sounds like it was recent too."
"It will clear up eventually...do you wanna head back?"
"I think I'll stay out here a little longer...after all, I don't start school until Saturday, so I'll be okay." he said with a smile.
"If you say so...I'm so glad you took up my offer Sora. I'm sure we'll be the best of friends!"
"Same here Okamii...I'm happy I accepted. I promise you, I'll do my best to protect this city, I won't let anything bad happen to it, because if something happened to it, then we wouldn't be able to see this beautiful light show before us."
"Help! Somebody! That guy just stole my purse!"
Sora's ear perked up a bit, glancing down from the observation desk, seeing a blur running away from the Eiffel Tower. He smirked inwardly, jumping off the edge of the tower, launching his hook to a nearby building. He didn't know it yet, but Sora was definitely going to have a lot of crazy adventures in the city of Lights and Love. Even though he was just a normal teenager, he was about to be thrown head first into an all new world, a world that runs parallel with the regular world, and yet is very different then everyone elses.
