Hey guys! SolarFlare579 here, with a miraculous fanfic! This will take place in a miraculous AU where the five main hero's have their powers full time. His is just somthing that bugs me in the show, so get ready for at least 2 chapters of folloee the butterfly!
Do you want me join you?" Carapace whispered into Rena Rouge's ear as ladybug purified the akuma.
"No," the heroine replied, anxiously curling and un-curling her fingers. "If we both stay behind, the others will know somethings up."
"I don't see why you can't just tell them," Carapace placed his hands on his hips expectantly. Rena Rouge just rolled her eyes, growing impatient at Carapace's ignorance.
"Because, I'v already told ladybug about the theory but she doesn't think it's possible. So I'll have to do it on my own!" Rena Rouge hissed. Carapace looked like he wanted to argue, but Chat Noir gestured for him to come over, so he sighed and left the orange hero to herself.
The other hero's left on their own accord, and luckily none of them questioned the fox hero's interest in a certain spot over the horizon. But as soon as they left, she bolted across the roof-tops in pursuit of a little white butterfly.
Yes, a butterfly.
And NO Rena Rouge was NOT acting like a five-year-old!
The specific butterfly happened to be one of hawkmoths, hopefully leading Alya right to his lair. It seemed to have a set course which was a good sign, but she wouldn't know until the little bug had gotten exactly where it wanted to go-where ever that was.
Surprisingly, which it was wasn't all to far away.
Alya froze as she saw the butterfly make its way towards the Agreste mansion.
"This is going to become starwars when I tell Chat Noir," Alya muttered while making a leap to land on top of the gate that guards all of Gabriel Agreste's secrets from the world. She wasn't exactly surprised: she'd had her suspicions for a while, what with Gabriel being obsessed with butterflies and all. She was more... sad. Sad that Gabriel would neglect his son just for his own game.
The butterfly hovered over a vine fence growing inside a garden Alya had never noticed before when she had come over.
Talk about overkill The fox hero shook her head as if shaking out the distractions, and leaped on to a large oak tree to get a better view. The butterfly seemed to be struggling, pushing againsed the wall like a broken robot.
Until the wall opened up.
Jackpot!
"Mother Gyea, you have failed me. Even a force as strong as life itself couldn't defeat the hero's of Paris. But perhaps if they where fighting one of their own. Such as... Reverse Rena, for instance?
Well shoot.