I live! I appear, what's it been two years later, with a new story! Not only that, but my pen name has changed, and I'm posting this not only on here but other sites as well to make sure everyone can get in on the fun! Now go on ahead and start reading, you lovely readers!
February fourteenth was supposed to be a day for celebration. A day for two people to come together and shower one another with all the love and admiration they share for one another.
That's what it's supposed to be, at least.
Instead, for Valentine's day, Chat Noir was on patrol of the city of Paris. Watching to make sure no citizen that may be having a bad day had turned evil by one of Hawk Moth's akumas. There were no roses or candy, not even cards for him on this day. Well, aside from Chloe, but that didn't count to him anymore as she's been trying for years to convince him to date her.
Chat sighed, dropping to a knee on his perch on the Eiffel tower. Scanning the rooftops, his heart sank as he saw no sign of the one women whom he had hoped to see most on this day dedicated to love.
Three years had he been pining for her. Three years they'd been working together to protect Paris and all her residents, and for all three years had he been madly in love with Ladybug and trying his hardest to win her heart the way she had won his so easily.
But on this day, when he hoped to try for a third year to tell her how deeply he loved her and cherished every single moment they shared together, she was nowhere to be seen.
Chat sighed once more as he sat down on the edge of the balcony, swinging his legs off the edge as he pulled his staff from its place on his lower back, he checked the tracker to see if Ladybug was active, only to frown deeper upon realizing that she was in fact not.
Chat returned his staff to its place on his lower back, slouching a little as he looked out over the city. The sun had set a short time ago, so the city was still bathed in the warm light of its setting. But now the buildings began to light up as well in what he thought, at night, was a nice attempt at trying to reflect the stars above that would soon to show up for the night of lovers.
The city of love, on the day of love, and instead he was sat upon the Eiffel Tower, all alone.
What would it take to win Ladybugs heart? Why was it so hard, at that? They'd been working together for three years now. But yet, it felt as though Ladybug still kept him at length even after all this time. Sometimes he felt like he was making headway, like when she'd give him the occasional smile at some of his puns.
But then there were the times when she'd roll her eyes at him without even trying to hide it. Or wouldn't hesitate to interrupt him in an attempt to convince her he could keep the secret of their identities if they revealed themselves. Tell him he wasn't thinking everything through, or that he was letting his own personal emotions get in the way of their work, which was more important.
But wasn't he important too? Wasn't his love that he held for her important? Why couldn't she just look at him as a man with feelings, a mature man who knew how to protect her identity just as well as he protects the city alongside her?
Some days, he wondered if Ladybug would ever feel the same way about him, if she would ever treat him like the man he was, instead of like a bad annoying nosy kitty like she sometimes makes him feel?
Chat shook his head, unwilling to let these negative thoughts stick for long. It was those kinds of thoughts that gave Hawk Moth chance to take people and make them his pawns. He never knew if it was possible that Hawk Moth could akumatize him or Ladybug, but he won't let there even be a chance. His lady needed him, and he wouldn't be much help to her if he was akumatized for tormenting himself about his love life.
Or lack, thereof.
Chat sat on the balcony until the warm colors of the sunset had long faded and night took the city once more. Just as he was about to stand to go back to patrolling the city for a little longer, he saw movement down near the Carousel. Something perched atop the closed carousel as he watched, before darting off down the street.
Odd... It wasn't long ago he checked, but he was certain that Ladybug still wasn't active.
Stretching his legs for a moment, Chat vaulted off the tower after whoever was dashing quickly down the street. Maybe Hawk Moth did manage to catch someone down on this Valentine's day.
Chat pursued the unknown figure all the way to the Pont des Arts, hanging back on the bridge for a second as he watched the figure halt on the edge of the river before the Louvre.
Hanging back gave Chat a chance to examine the figure closer, noticing the fact that, much like himself and Ladybug, whomever this was going for a night run was dressed in a spandex suit. Adorning their collar was, what he could only guess from his distance back, fur. A quick glance at their hands as they reached up to their face noted that fur also adorned the cuffs of their sleeves.
Chat tilted his head in curiosity, never having seen anyone dressed this way before that wasn't either akumatized or masquerading about as a hero like many fans did for him and Ladybug.
Chat slowly began to inch closer as the figure crouched down, their gaze trained on the pyramid. As Chat got ever closer, he noticed something swish across the ground behind the figure, blinking for a moment to make sure he was seeing things right.
Was that...a tail?
Chat was about to abandon all attempts at trying to stay stealthy and walk up to whomever this was to get answers up front when instead they dashed off on all fours towards the pyramid.
Shaking his head to make sure he was actually seeing things right, Chat narrowed his eyes as he watched the figure scale the pyramid with ease, stopping halfway up. The light from within the pyramid gave Chat the opportunity to see more detail on whomever this was.
The person was, in fact, she, from what he could now tell as he saw her hold onto the side of the building with one hand, the other was covered in what appeared to be gloves reminiscent of his own, claws tracing over the glass of the pyramid with careful precision.
Her eyes and surrounding area were covered with a black mask similar to his own, but above her eyes were situated a pair of goggles. The tail that he spotted before swished slowly behind her as he spotted a pair of black latex ears shift subtly atop her radiant white hair.
Was she...dressed like an animal?
Before Chat could even think to consider just openly approaching and finding out who this was, he watched as she plucked a cut piece of glass from the pyramid, tossing it haphazardly down to the ground below.
Suddenly, two lines shot out from around her waist and into the building, and with a yank of her goggles down over her eyes, she dropped into the building.
Well, whoever this was, he couldn't simply let a B and E go so easily.
Chat didn't wait another second before taking off for the building to apprehend the dressed up museum invader, smiling excitedly as he realized maybe he wasn't as alone this Valentine's day as he thought.
The museum was eerily quiet. So much so that she almost wondered if there was even a single guard on duty tonight. Almost.
After all, this was the Louvre she was breaking into. She expected at least some form of security.
Paws clamped down on the zip line as she neared the floor, one paw free to adjust her goggles as she eyed the room carefully, fully aware of all the little alarms and trip wires set on the exhibits. A quick glance at the walls and she could see the cameras as well.
The soft click and whir of her zip lines unlatching from the ceiling and retracting was the first, and so far only sound she heard as of entering the pyramid. She expected a little more of a challenge, maybe a few guards patrolling.
Not just someone probably asleep at the security desk instead of watching the cameras.
The sound of claws clicking against the floor was the next sound she heard as she maneuvered about on all fours, staying low to the ground to avoid the various infrared alarm trips running between some of the displays.
Within no time, her bright yellow eyes found her target. Secured behind nothing more than a glass case and a velvet rope, the necklace made of silver and emeralds glimmered gently in what little light remained on in the museum.
Staying low to the ground, she knelt for a moment to check more closely. As far as she could see, all she saw were the trip alarms on the case to trigger if opened the normal way.
From what she saw, nothing would trigger if she were to cut from the top of the case. They make it too easy for her.
Another zip-line shot from her waist, attaching to the ceiling right above the display. Slowly rising to a hover above the case, she flipped upside down to set to work.
Her claws barely set on the glass when suddenly a bright light turned on in the room, followed afterwards by various more.
Blinking rapidly to overcome the temporary blindness from change in lighting, her ears twitched as she heard footsteps nearby.
Pivoting on the zip-line, she turned to see a man dressed in black standing not more than a few feet away from her, arms folded over his chest and a Cheshire grin on his mouth.
"I don't think security would appreciate you touching the displays, miss." The man spoke upon seeing that she saw him at last.
The girl tilted her head curiously at him, not needing to take more than a quick glance at him to know who this was. She was, relatively speaking, new to the city. But even tourists knew of Chat Noir, even more so his partner Ladybug.
A quick glance around to make sure she didn't miss his partners entrance as well, she dawned a smile of her own as she pulled her goggles up to her forehead. "I just hoped to appreciate it's beauty a little closer. I promise, I'll keep it nice and shiny." She mused sweetly, tapping the case with one of her claws as she stayed suspended above it.
Chat Noir eyed her for a moment, seemingly sizing her up, before taking a step closer to her. His smile still remained as he unfolded his arms. "Appreciating a purretty piece of art is fine, but breaking out a glass pane and suspending over the display..." Chat gestured to her still being suspended over the glass as he spoke. "I don't think security can just let that go so easily." Chat finished as he put his hands on his waist.
Her smile turned into a sly smirk as she righted herself. Her higher hearing gave way to knowing that he set off a "silent" alarm, so no point in being stealthy anymore. With a click and whir, her lines retracted to her waist once more.
Landing with quiet grace in front of the display, she watched the way he tried to mask his caution of her with the cockiness she had heard the superhero possessed. "Bene, dannazione. I hope they're not too appalled my by manners." She hummed, still just as sweet even with the sly smirk that spread to give her eyes a devious glint as well. "I was hoping to get a look at some of the other displays as well, someday." She continued, flashing her pearly white teeth as she matched his pose by placing her paws on her hips.
Chat took another brave step towards her, his cockiness not fading as he continued to smile at her. "I'm sure one day, purrhaps I could even help you by putting in a nice word. But..." Chat clicked his tongue at her as his smile turned into a small smirk as well. "You have to help me out first, before I can assist you, mademoiselle." Chat finished, and she almost laughed at the notion alone because he had no idea who she was.
"Oh really? And how could I pawsibbly be of assistance to you, Signore, Noir?" She asked, tilting her head to one side curiously as she watched him carefully for any sudden moves. Instead, his smile only grew at her French and Italian words, likely from adding fire to that ego of his with her own pun to match his own that he was so well known for.
"You could come with me, quietly of course. No fight." Chat Noir offered, and at that offer a wry chuckle left her lips at last.
"Are you asking me to surrender myself unto you, Chat Noir?"
"Easier to me than to the officers when they arrive."
"And what would happen should I refuse to surrender to you or the officers?" She asked, taking a daring step closer to him as she narrowed her eyes tauntingly at the cat superhero.
Chat's smile flickered for a moment, green eyes losing a bit of the shine. His caution of her was spiking from her challenging demeanor. Finally.
"Well..." Chat licked his lips as he sized her up once again, and she swished her tail behind her eagerly, heart rate increasing at the idea that she actually just might have a challenge in stealing the precious jewels from the museum. "I'll have to stop you then, mademoiselle. Make it easier for yourself." Chat offered her one more chance to give in.
Another chuckle reverberated up from her chest, instead.
"A cat threatens to subdue a wolf. Well now I have seen everything." The wolf's laughter increased as Chat's own smile faded away at her words. "Pardon my manners." The wolf took a leap back from Chat.
Chat yanked his baton from his back as the women in front of him leaped back away from him. With a pirouette, her back was once more to him as she looked over her shoulder at him, a sly smile still adorning her lips.
Without so much as another glance at him, she strode back over to the glass case.
"Step away from the case, miss." Chat warned, holding his staff out towards her in warning. She clicked her tongue at him before stepping aside to stand beside the case, turning back to him.
"Now don't go getting defensive now, minou. We were having quiet the lovely cat before, weren't we? But don't think so high of yourself to think it'll be so easy to catch a wolf like me." The wolf would-be thief spoke in a teasing manner, but as Chat walked closer to her he saw the gleam of deviance in her golden eyes.
Chat took a deep breath, lowering his staff slowly as he watched the women in front of him carefully. He couldn't allow himself to show his alertness towards her, he wanted her to lower her guard just a tad bit more. She won't do that if she knows he's wary.
Flashing a playful smile at the women dressed as a wolf in front of him, he posed his hands on his hips once more. "I've handled my share of akumatized victims over the years, miss." Chat reminded, as obviously the women knew who he was. "Tangoing with a lovely wolf like mew," Chat purred the word as he nodded towards her, winking even as he watched for a break in her demeanor, "will hardly be a trouble for me."
The wolf only giggled at his words. "Don't think so little of me as to associate me with those knock offs, Akumas, Chat Noir." Chat's smile faltered once more as her words floated to him. She wasn't one of Hawk Moth's victims?
Well what the hell was she then?
"Who are you then, miss?" Chat asked carefully, watching as she clicked her claws on the glass of the case while staring him down like he was doing to her.
The women rolled her eyes at him, before with a click of her claws the glass case tumbled off its stand, shattering as it hit the ground. "Quiet the curious little kitty, aren't you Noir?" The wolf asked instead, and Chat held his staff back up now that she knocked the glass case over with so little as a push of her claws upon it.
"Well I'm not a cat for nothing." Chat pointed out, trying to hold a wry smile towards the wolf as she plucked the necklace from the display, holding it on the end of one of her polished white claws.
"You do know the saying about cats and their curiosity, correct?" The wolf asked, stepping closer to Chat as she held the necklace loosely, still smiling at him until they were maybe a foot apart.
"Yes, I do. But it also goes that satisfaction brought it back." Chat held a hand out to her, towards the hand that held the necklace. "If you'd please." Chat said as he nodded towards the necklace, still holding his staff towards her carefully.
"Is that what you're hoping for then, that I'll be the one to satisfy your curiosities, minou?"
Chat's breath faltered on his lips, eyes widening slightly at her words as he felt his face flush with warmth, the tell tale sign of a brilliant blush. The wolf only continued to smile at him as he fumbled for a response to her obvious flirting with him. His body froze as he watched her raised a paw up and tussle his hair with a sweet little giggle.
"So it's true, the famous flirt of Paris doesn't know how to react to having the flirting thrown his way. In this case, it's a wolf that's got your tongue." The wolf winked at him, and it was like a spell was lifted from his shoulders as he felt his body and mind unfreeze at last.
But before he could so much as speak, the free hand that he hadn't been watching swiped his staff and slammed it into his side, sending him tumbling over into a nearby statue.
The wolf thief cackled loudly as he was sprawled tail up against the statue, face against the cold linoleum floor as she grabbed the chain of the necklace between two of her canine like teeth. "As fun as this has been, I've gotta dash. Au revoir, kitty cat!" The wolf chimed as Chat groaned, flipping over onto all fours on the cold floor as he looked up at the thief.
With a two fingered salute at him as she pulled her goggles down over her eyes, she dropped to all fours and took off running away from him.
Chat blinked before taking off running after her, grabbing his staff from where she dropped it on the way.
The faint wail of sirens suddenly reached his ears as he chased the wolf thief through the museum towards the front entrance, barely getting close to her before she'd dodge and run a different way. It was like cat and mouse, or cat and dog in this case.
Suddenly, the wolf skidded to a halt and rose to her feet once more, but Chat was still running at her and ended up tumbling right into her legs.
With a loud screech and smack of flesh and spandex on linoleum, the two crashed down to the floor.
The wolf growled low in her throat, teeth baring for a moment before realizing that the cat had knocked the necklace from her mouth as well. With a quick glance around, her eyes narrowed as she spied it on the floor, back behind the sprawled cat superhero.
Rolling over to all fours, Wolf barred her teeth menacingly at the superhero as he too rolled over to all fours. Her ears flattened down a little as well, none too pleased about the sudden tumble he had caused.
Chat reached for his staff, ready to fight as she seemed ready and willing herself. But instead, another laugh left her lips.
Once more, two black lines shot from her waist and up towards the glass ceiling above them. He lunged for her quickly, but she ascended too fast for him to catch her.
With a loud shatter, the wolf smashed her way through the ceiling, glass raining down on Chat as he covered his eyes to protect himself.
"I guess you'll get to keep that shiny little trinket another day, Chat Noir. Until next time!" The wolf called down to him from the ceiling above.
"What, I don't even get a name in return for all the witty banter we exchanged?" Chat yelled back up to her, searching the room quickly for a way to get up to the roof as fast as possible.
The same cackle she emitted when she attacked him back near the displays drifted down to him. "What fun would it be to just give you my name, you're a witty cat! You can figure it out!" Chat looked back up at the hole in the ceiling in time to see her zip away with the aid of her zip-line belt, taking off running for the main entrance to try to stop her only to run smack into Officer Raincomprix.
The Wolf had managed to get away. Chat huffed in annoyance as the officers looked about for the escaped girl. Wonderful, just the way he wanted his Valentine's day to end.
Chat gave a quick rundown of what had happened to Officer Raincomprix before taking his leave, annoyed not only by the fact that he had been outsmarted by a would be thief that wasn't a victim of Hawk Moth, but the fact that a few officers were snickering among themselves after watching the security feed and seeing his pained defeat.
"You didn't allow her to get away with anything, so it was still a job well done, Chat Noir." Officer Raincomprix tried to assure him, but it still didn't feel like it when she chewed up his confidence and ego like a common bone.
"I trust that you gentlemen have everything else under control here." Chat said with a bow at the remaining officers, turning on his heel to go home. Before he could get far enough to extend his staff and start home, Officer Raincomprix stopped him one last time.
"I trust that you and Ladybug will handle this thief with ease, but I hope that this footage will help in identifying whomever it was that you encountered here tonight." Raincomprix said as he handed Chat a copy of the security footage from the night, allowing him to leave at last once he pocketed the disc.
The trip home was worse than having to listen to the officers laugh at him. Once he was alone was when he had the chance to really think about what all had happened. About how he let some wolf with a wry tongue manipulate and take advantage of him to the point she escaped.
The moment he was through his window and his feet touched the floor, he was turned back to himself. Plagg wailed the moment he was free of the transformation. "I'm staaarrrvvving! That took FOREVER!" Plagg complained loudly, so without so much as a quip at how he always claims to be starving, Adrien went ahead and set out a bunch of Camembert for the Kwami.
With Plagg distracted, Adrien dropped into his computer chair with a huff, spinning around to face his computer monitors and pop the disc he received from Raincomprix into the disc drive.
Resting his face on his clenched fist, Adrien played the footage over again and again, watching how the wolf radiated confidence in her every action against him. It finally gave him a chance to really take a look at her, now that he wasn't having to make sure she didn't steal something or knock him through some priceless piece of art.
Adrien paused the footage on the scene of the wolf cackling at him sprawled against the statue she knocked him into, feeling a growl bubbling up from his chest at the sight before Plagg's laughter broke the silence of the room.
His obnoxious laughter that made him want to transform just to silence him for a little while.
"That wolf definitely pulled one over on you, huh?" Plagg laughed through a mouthful of Camembert, laying on the back of Adrien's chair as he looked at the scene on the monitor.
"She caught me off guard, it won't happen a second time." Adrien defended himself, glaring at Plagg briefly before looking back at the monitor.
The black wolf-like ears atop her head shifted about like they were real, and at looking at her tail as she teasingly flirted with him to get his guard down, he had to wonder if those aesthetics really were real like his own.
His ears and tail were fully functional when he transformed, as long as they stayed attached to him, so is it possible that this women he encountered was in fact not just some common day thief dressed up for a job, but a miraculous wielder like himself and his lady?
"I can practically see the smoke as your gears turn while thinking." Plagg teased suddenly, Adrien rolling his eyes at the Kwami's need to taunt and tease him every single chance he got.
"Plagg, is it possible that there's a Wolf Miraculous?" Adrien asked, looking between the computer screen and his Kwami that had finally polished off the last of the Camembert.
"Anything's possible." Plagg said simply, uninterested in whatever he had to say as he continued chewing his meal.
"Plagg..." Adrien growled, not in the mood for games tonight as his ego was battered about enough.
"Whaaattt?" Plagg whined, sprawling his little body out in front of him on the desk. With a huff, Adrien closed out of the footage and opened up his web browser. "What're you looking for now?" Plagg asked as he watched Adrien type away at the keyboard.
"To see if there's anything about a Wolf Superhero, or in this case villain." Adrien corrected himself, as she was by no means a hero like himself or Ladybug.
"What's the big deal? She's just some girl, it's not like she got away with the jewels." Plagg reminded, flopping down on his keyboard now and stretching out as Adrien glared at the little cat.
"She still got away though. She made me look like I'm new to this job, like I don't know what I'm doing after three years of doing this."
"You don't know what your doing at times though."
"That's not the point!"
Adrien ran his hands over his face, steadying his breathing for a moment to calm himself.
Plagg pursed his mouth for a second, before sitting up on the keyboard as Adrien opened his eyes to him once more. "Listen, kid, maybe she's been at this job longer than you have. She definitely seemed more trained than you are, like she knew exactly what she was doing and what you would do next. You can't beat yourself up over some wolf." Plagg lectured his chosen, flopping backwards on the keyboard as he heard Adrien sigh.
"Your right, Plagg. Hell, she might have ten years on me with how she knew to manipulate me and the situation to her whim." Adrien muttered, leaning over the desk again as the computer dinged at Plagg pushing buttons on the keyboard as he laid on it.
"I doubt that much, she looked about the same age as you." Plagg said as he rolled around on the keyboard, before suddenly he was swatted off the device. "Hey! I was having fun!" Plagg protested, zipping back up to sit on top of the monitor this time.
"Plagg..." Adrien pointed at his monitor, Plagg tilting his head like the curious cat he was before floating down to look at what Adrien wanted him to see.
While they were talking, the computer had finished the search he had previously started. Situated on the monitor was a picture of the wolf he encountered earlier in the evening, smiling deviously up at the camera as it obviously was caught on security footage.
His breath hitched at the devious glint in those golden eyes, before flicking his gaze down to the title of the article that the picture belonged to.
"Rogue Wolf strikes again! Is the wolf on the move?"
"Well, looks like you found out the name of your "lovely" wolf." Plagg mused, smiling cheekily at Adrien as the young man snapped his eyes to him with a glare.
A known thief had entered their city, well this would definitely be a memorable Valentine's day, that's for sure.
So it begins! First, I'd like to start with a simple, hello readers! I've had this story in mind for about a year now, lots is planned out and will possibly be used. Who knows, as I'm only just now typing it all out. I decided to post this story not only on here, but on QuoteTv as well to cover a bit more of the fan base as the fandom for this show is, simply put, AMAZING! I hope you all stick around, because we're all in for a wild ride!
Quick note, it's been a while since I've written anything for here. Yes, I've still been writing over my absence from posting here, but I've kept all my work for myself mainly. If there are any grammatical errors or any errors at all I haven't seen, feel free to let me know as I get reacquainted with Fanficts publishing.
On to the chapter, I don't know if it's clear enough in the chapter but this is about three years in to Adrien and Marinette becoming the beloved superheroes that they are. So they're a bit more matured up than in the series, but that just makes things a little more interesting, I'd say. Next chapter, we'll get a look in to how Marinette is these three years in, as well as more of a look at that thieving wolf that's been introduced ;) Who says only cat's can be that flirtatiously devious?
I do hope that you stick around, I know it's been a while since I've posted anything but I've still been around! I just love reading what everyone else writes so much I don't join in until later on! Worry not, however, this is bound to be one exciting story that unfolds for all of us! Reviews are much loved and appreciated, until next time amazing readers!
