Summary: When Kitsi Inari moved to Paris to attend school the only things on her mind was getting to experience French life and making new friends. Never would she guess she'd have to protect the city while hiding her identity behind a mask. Can she step up and become the hero? If only it wasn't the biggest secret she was hiding.

A Fox's Tails: Chapter 1: Burn Out

"Dad I'm fine." the young girl said, "Listen it's my first day of school, you sound like I'm about to get married." she was then bombarded with a series of mixed comments and rushed words. It was her first day of school and her father had been talking to her none stop, making sure she was prepared, along with wanting to know how she was settling in a new city.

"No I'm not getting married, I'm fourteen!" again there was another round of quick talking, "No, no, dad we do not need to have 'that' talk." her face was ablaze for a moment. She had been in Paris for little over a week, mostly moving her stuff into her new home while she studied and went to school.

"I'm just nervous. This will be your first school in a new country. I want you to be safe."

"I know dad, I'm a little nervous too." she chuckled, "But I'm also really excited, so much that the nervousness is being devoured by the excitement! Like how Godzilla devoured the pterodactyl soul and got the red spiral beam! " she exclaimed.

'Um...dear...'

"Oh! Gomen Otosan...I went off track again." she blushed as she took her seat back, "I'm just really excited."

"I can tell. Did you want me to call ahead to let them know you're coming?"

"Um that's not necessary, really. I'll just head to principal's office to check in and get my schedule. You just focus on your work."

"Easier said than done. I wish I could be there to see you off during your first day." she sounded rather disappointed, "How have your french lessons been going?"

"Oh they're...great. Yep, I'm learning...learned a so much..."

"Oh? Avez-vous pratiquez votre français?"

'?' Kitsi blinked as she tried to piece together the sentence.

"Dad please don't worry. Trust me. Everything will be fine!"

"Alright, just please be careful and have a good day at school. I love you." the voice said humbly, "Anata o aishitemasu."

Now that she understood, "I love you too. Jā matane!" with a smile she ended the call with her father. Placing her hands in her lap she took a deep breath and began her mental preparation for school. With a deep breath she felt calm, excited, and ready to hit the ground running. Looking out the window she noticed the various buildings and the people as they passed by. Paris was know as the city of love and art.

Suddenly the car came to halt, tires screeching. Kitsi nearly fell off the seat, but caught herself at the last moment.

"What's wrong Austin?" she asked toward the driver.

"My apologies Miss, it seems we've hit a bit of traffic." he respond, standing up the young girl opened the sunroof and took a look for herself. To his word the streets looked to be backed up, she could barely see what was causing the stop.

'Looks like we're stuck.' she bite her life and pondered, it was her first day of school, yet she couldn't be faulted because of traffic. Looking around she took time to look around the area. Until her view came to the sidewalk where people went on about their say, a few skulking at the weather. Until her maroon eyes feel on an elderly man walking up the street, with a cane in hand he walked with a straddle of his age. It reminded her of the seniors back home that would sit on their porches playing mahjong or gossiping. Though seeing the scene her heart sank as people seemed to be walk by without even trying to help.

Not even a second later Kitsi jumped out the back seat and ran to the sidewalk ignoring the honking cars of obviously confused drivers or the voices of people saying something rude about the youth.

"Are you okay?" she asked looking over the elderly man who seemed to have fallen on the ground. He looked to be fine, but he had a scratch on his arm, likely from the fall.

"Yes, thank you very much young lady." he spoke humbly, "It seems this heat has gotten to these old bones. I was headed home when I suddenly felt weak." it was rather humid that morning, a rare humidity of spring. It was the third in a four day heat wave and no doubt affected anyone.

"I got this. Hold on." running back to the car she return with items from the back. Which consisted of an umbrella, a first aid-kit, and finally some bottles of water. Using the umbrella she created shade to keep the beams of sun away, after which she used the first aid kit to fix the wound on the elder man's arm, and finally the water was self explanatory.

Opening one she offered it to elderly man, "You should stay hydrated."

'Thank you." he humbly accepted.

"You're quite a resourceful young lady." he commented taking a sip of the water.

"Yep, don't be fooled, I'm pretty quick on my feet. Once I set my mind to something, I can't really turn back." she smiled, "For now let's focus on making sure we get you into some cooler weather. This doesn't seem too bad, a small scratch, but just in case." she placed some gauze around his forearm.

"I apologize if I've caused you any trouble."

"Don't even consider it. I was taught to respect our elders. I'm just relieved you're not seriously hurt." after finishing attending to the scratch she closed the first kit, "You said you we're heading home, how far is your home?" she asked.

"It's back in the city." he pointed.

"Okay. My driver, Austin, can take you straight there." she looked to the driver who gave a nod, "Just tell him the directions and he can take you there in no time."

"Are you positive, giving up your ride for a stranger?"

"Like I said I'm pretty stubborn. Plus my destination isn't too far, I can walk." she reassured, "Also I with the traffic it doesn't look like I'd get there on time. It's air conditioned so it should be more comfortable for you or anyone."

"Thank you again." again he gave a gracious bow making the girl smile with embarrassment.

"No problem, just let me grab something's out of the car." excusing herself she went back to the car, leaving her backpack. Now all she needed was her cellphone, however as she went over to the charging port she found it missing.

"Where are you Chotto denwa?" she began her search for her missing phone. Back with the hold man, now waiting under the shade of the umbrella seemed to be calmly contemplating.

"Master what are you thinking?" a small green creature whispered from his hiding place in the red shirt collar.

"I think I have made a decision." reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small black hexagon box/

"Are you sure master?" the small creature asked looking over towards the car where Kitsi had just emerged, via sunroof.

"Found it!" she proclaimed having fished it out from under the seat, "I'll be right there." she called to the old man before disappearing back into the car.

"I'm sure. I like her energy" he nodded, "There's something special about this girl." he smiled humbly.

"Okay I told Austin, my driver, that I would walk the rest of the way. Once the traffic clears he'll drop you wherever you need to go!"

"Thank you again. I wish you luck on your journey ahead." reaching up he showed her the backpack.

"Domo Arigato!" she beamed with a confident grin before giving a polite bow, "Let's both do our best!"

After a final send off the young girl made her ways towards the school. In truth a part of her was nervous, but another part was excited at the prospect of going to a new school.

As she came to a crosswalk she waited for the light to change color so she could go across. Simple. Or at least it would be until a crashing noise broke the atmosphere. People turned their heads down the street.

The sun was shining and the sky was relatively clear.

Kitsi looked through the selection of clothing, she just need something simple and nice to replace her ruined outfit. Going through the racks her eyes caught sight of various articles to wear. It wasn't her first intention to go into a clothing store, but a sudden incident had forced her to into the store for clothes to replace her old one's. Now stained with what she assumed was mud and concrete.

"I've got ten minutes before school starts." looking at her watch she knew she didn't have much time to mull it over and decided to work with what she had. In the end she chose a light orange overalls with a sleeveless, dark red shirt underneath. Luckily her jacket and shoes were still clean allowing her to keep them.

"Will this be all for you miss?" the cashier asked after tallying up her purchases.

"Yep, thank." after paying for her purchases she left the shop and returned to her route. She had five minutes to get to school. Sprinting down the street her eyes couldn't help gaze at the different booths and shops along the streets each holding a vendor selling unique items and wares.

"Maybe just a quick look..."

She also bought a white belt with a gold buckle. And for added color she bought some colorful pins and even a matching orange head band from the different stands.

"Très mignon" she beamed seeing the new accessories, "Now I'm ready!" and with less than three minutes to spare she made a dash toward the school.

"Just made it." running up the steps she entered into the halls of Collège Françoise Dupont with literally seconds to spare. As she walked into the building, her eyes wandered, trying to take in everything. First thing she needed to do was search for the principal's office and attempt with limited results as she was either ignored or couldn't get a word in edgewise. It was probably because she wasn't quite adapted to the speak French. She knew words here and there and could string them into half decent sentences, but she was still learning. Was it really this difficult to talk to people? Soon the bell rang and students took toward the classrooms suddenly leaving her alone in the now empty hallways.

"Guess I gotta find it myself. Subarashīdesu..." she sighed, heading up the steps she began checking different doors, until finally she found the office she was looking for. Straining herself up or at least what felt comfortable, she raised her hand and gave a knock on the door. Or at least she would have done it if the door didn't suddenly swing open right in her face.

"Oh my, are you okay?" came a voice. For a moment the young girl rubbed her sore nose.

"I...I'm fine..." she gave her nose a wiggle, nothing broken, "I'm looking for Mr. Damocles." she said getting a hold to herself from the sudden surprise of getting hit in the face.

"Yes, may I help you? Are you sure you don't want to have your nose checked at the nurse office?"

"No thank you, I'm fine really, just surprised." she reassured, "I'm Kitsi Inari, I just transferred her and was told to come to the principal office."

"Ah a new student. My apologies for the quickness." he replied, "I am Principal Damocles, welcome to Collège Françoise Dupont."

"Arigato." she smiled, "I also should apologies for being late, I had some directional problems on the way here."

"It's quite alright, you're new. But in the future be sure to make to your classes on time." there was a warning within that advice, but it didn't deter Kitsi's rising mood.

"Since it's your first day I'll find you a guide to show you around the school and to your classes." he advised, "You can have a seat and I'll send a student to show you around."

"Merci." she replied remembering one of the easiest words from her French studies to prepare for her transfer. Now all she had to do was wait for her guide to come and whisk her away through her first day of school. While she waited she decided to look around for just a bit, on the second she could see the open area, lockers, and different classrooms. Looking up she saw the partial glass ceiling that gave view to the sky, still bright with the sun's rays. Walking backwards she couldn't help be captivated even by just the reflection of the sunlight.

As she turned she felt something or rather someone crash into her. She caught herself before she could go down while also grabbing hold to whatever had slammed into her. Maroon soon meet dark strands of dark blue hair.

"Wow you must be in a rush." the female said holding up the other, amazingly enough she had managed to catch them both from falling to the ground.

"Sorry. Sorry!" she apologized to the other, "I'm such a klutz. I was trying to do a last minute delivery before school, but there was construction and I tried to take a short cut.." she began rambling growing in pace as the seconds went by. Her hands covering her face to hide her embarrassment.

"Whoa, whoa, breathe." she said trying to calm the other down, "No need to explain. Just be careful flying down the hallway."

Soon the girl lowered her arms and Kitsi was meet with most stunning belle blue eyes.

"Again I'm really sorry. I was trying to get to class because now I'm really late." she tried to explain.

Kitsi gave a small laugh, though felt sympathetic for the girl's dilemma, she must be a student since she was panicking about being late, again.

"It's fine really. I wasn't exactly paying attention myself." she waved it off, "So let's say we we're both fifty-fifty liable."

"Okay." she stammered a bit, but seemed to calm knowing the other wasn't upset, "I don't think I've seen you around before, are you new?" she asked.

"Yep! Kitsi Inari!" she introduced proudly and happily with a playful salute, "Reporting for my first day of school. Or at least I will when my guide comes." she said looking around curiously.

"Well then let say, Bienvenue à Paris. Welcome to Paris." She greeted.

"Well thanks for that." she gave a friendly smiled.

"Oh, I also believe this delicious smelling box belongs to you." she held up the box of sweet smellings.

"Thank you so much." at that moment blue belle eyes feel on the girl she had bumped into. She was a head taller than Marinette, with fair skin and maroon eyes. Her hair was a dark reddish orange with a sectioned style and two long bangs on the side. One the top she had a matching orange headband with few buttons on one end. She was dressed in light orange overalls with a wide white belt around the middle, a dark red sleeveless shirt with an yellow jacket with orange sneakers. She also had a light beige pouch backpack on her side. It all it was bright and playful to the eye.

"No problem."she blushed with embarrassment having been staring at her for so long, "Oh no." it was then she noticed a tear on the girl's red shirt.

"Huh?" looking down the owner saw the tear on the shirt she had just bought.

"I am so sorry." she began apologizing again, but before Kitsi could say anything she was already rummaging in her bag, "Don't worry I can fix it." she had pulled out a portable sewing kit, complete with needles, threads, and other small tools for sewing on the go.

At a couple of minutes, a few being rather awkward silence, the shirt was stitched up.

"You fixed it." Kisti looked at the now stitched up blouse, "You're really handy with that needle and thread." she completed.

"Thanks, it's nothing really. I've had a lot of practice sewing things. Clothes, dolls, all kinds of things." she rambled stammering every now and then.

"It's still good work. You can barely tell it had been torn." She noted looking at the red fabric.

"Again I'm really, really sorry for tearing your shirt." She apologized.

"This thing? Don't even sweat it. I just bought it from this store on the way here. It was practically on sale." But it looked brand new. That or she took really good care of her clothes, "But still it's no problem." there was another pause before Kitsi spoke again.

"See even though I'm supposed to be living here I got a bit sidetracked on my way to class and..." she was going to explain about the 'person' who had gotten mud all over her clothes, but then the other girl suddenly gave a squeak and her eyes widened.

"Class! Oh no I'm so late!" with that she dashed past Kitsi and frantically sprinted down the hallway.

"Bye...?" well that happened. Wiggling her nose she inhaled smelling a scent of sweetness and warm outdoors.

"Ah Ms. Inari." came the voice of the principal who was just walking down the hallway, "I apologize for making you wait. I was trying to locate a guide for you, but she hasn't shown up in class yet."

"It's fine I was preoccupied that I didn't even notice the time." she admitted with a small smile thinking about the girl who literally ran into her.

"Well then until she arrives I'll show you to your first class."

"Lead the way." adjusting her bag she followed behind the older principle to what would be her first class.

"Class we have a new student joining us." the teacher spoke motioning to the girl standing up front. The eyes of the class turned to look at the new student who would be joining their class.

"Why don't you tell us a little something about yourself." the orangette haired girl stepped forward to address her new classmates, a smile on her lips and a confidence in her maroon eyes.

"Aisatsu min'na!" she greeted playfully, "As you just heard I'm Kitsi! I just moved here from Japan." she smiled, "I..." suddenly the door opened and another person stepped inside the class instantly picked up in terms of momentum.

"My apologies for being late." the blond boy apologized, "I had an early photoshoot."

"Alright settle down everyone." the teacher said bringing the class to order, "Now then Adrien I will excuse you because of your schedule, but I don't want you making a habit about coming late." she warned politely.

"Yes ma'am." he replied politely before returning to his seat.

"Now then I will assign you a seat for the semester." currently there was only one open seat available. The back row.

"Okay Ms. Inari why don't you take a seat in the empty seat in the back row." again her voice was kind and she gave Kitsi an apologetic gaze that she had to sit in the back.

"Right." making her way up the steps she took a few peeks at her fellow students before taking her assigned seat. Though she was rather bummed she had to sit in the back row and rather bemused that she never finished her introduction speech. Though it was only her first day and she still had time to get more acquainted with people.

The rest of the class period seemed to tick by Kitsi took down notes. The teacher, Ms. Bustier, seemed very nice as she taught. Though she tried to pay attention her eyes would look around the rooms at her classmates, whom she hoped would be her new friends. Each one was a different personality as well as a challenge for Kitsi to face.

She would have to learn names and interest and soon creating a friendship.

Soon class had ended and now it would be time to get to her next class. The room was beginning to empty quick so if Kitsi was going to begin her first day of school and make friends she needed to strike the matches and ignite. Quickly packing away her things she began walking down the steps. But as she stepped onto the last step she was suddenly stopped abruptly nearly as she nearly tripped over the step and staggered a bit. Luckily her balance kept her from falling on her face.

She exhaled thankfully, though even a little misstep like that didn't go unnoticed as a few snickers could be heard by a few lagging students as they left. Stepping out of the classroom she looked around wondering where she should start. Walking through the halls she peered around searching, trying to find someone to talk too. She was pretty friendly and outgoing when she wanted to be, but she also didn't want to come off too...what was the word?

'Clingy? Desperate?...she just didn't want to put anyone off.' reaching into her bag she pulled out a small book, 'French-Dictionary', the small pocket sized version for traveling. Kitsi began looking from the pocket dictionary. If she was going to go to be living in Paris, she needed to brush up on her French. She was pretty good with the basics, like introducing herself and she could hold a decent conversation from the times she spoke with her father.

With one last peek at the book she closed it before placing it in the pocket of her outfit.

"Having so many pockets comes in really handy." she noted before continuing her walk through the halls. She had made it towards the steps and was heading up the steps. She looked up just in time to feel something or rather crash into her.

"Well hello again sugar." she greeted the girl with the pigtails.

"Sugar?" she blinked confusingly.

"I mean...you smell like sugar. Rather strong, but sweet." she gave a nervous laugh trying to steer the awkward situation. It was then she noticed she was still holding onto the other, she chalked it up to balance. With another awkward chuckle she help the other balance herself before quickly releasing her, "You okay?"

"Y-yeah...um...thank you...for catching me."

"Oh it was nothing. Watashi wa hiku koto ga tokuidesu!" she smiled only to receive another confused look from the dark haired.

'Eh...sorry I did it again.' she had mixed her languages together.

"I'm M-Marinette. Marinette Dupan-Cheng." she reintroduced herself to the new girl who smiled back, "Sorry we didn't chance to talk before...I didn't know you were going to be in my class.. Actually I didn't know we we're getting a new student until this morning. Some class representative I am." she blushed.

"Nice to meet you, again, I'm Kitsi Inari." she greeted, "I just moved here from Japan. It's my first day, obviously, but I got a bit side tracked. Well actually I got a tad lost even though I'm supposed to be living here." she laughed lightly.

"Wow all that way, must have been a huge move." Marinette smiled, "If you need some help getting around I'd be happy to give you a tour. Well I guess I'm supposed to do that anyway. I can also introduce you to everyone and help you find your classes and tell you about some of the different places to visit in Paris."

"That would be great!" she pulled her schedule, "My next class is Chemistry. Plus having a tour guide would be a big help."

"Oh I'm headed there too. We can go together." she offered.

"I'd like that. Thanks." she smiled and accepted.

As the day went by Marinette was a big help getting Kitsi situated and showing her around the school. Like she promised Marinette also introduced her to students she had recognized from class. Since it was a free period Kitsi decided to take a look at her locker. Opening it up it was the standard locker.

Reaching into her backpack she pulled out a couple of photos and placed them on the inside of the door. While it was rather sudden she always carried a few pictures and photo's with her to remind her of home.

'Wish me luck.' she whispered hopefully to the picture of her parents before shutting the door. Looking around the hall free period was still in full swing with students conversing, eating lunch, or even doing homework and studying. With her hope and spirit high she took to take in the full school experience and meet other students.

Though as she took in her moment of the first half of her first day of school a commotion brought her back. Peeking out from the corner of the hallway, Kitsi furrowed her brows at the scene before. The blonde girl, who she remembered from class, was maliciously talking down to another girl.

"Excuse me?" she piped in more polite then she would like, but it had the needed effect of stopping the verbal bullying of the other girl as the other two turned toward her.

"What do you want?" she questioned obviously not happy with being interrupted.

Kitsi didn't answer the snide question reaching down she helped the girl up, "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm fine." she nodded slowly, a look of relief that someone had come to her aid, though surprised someone had stepped in during one of the blond's tiraid

"Whatever problems you have you shouldn't talk down on others." she wanted to defuse the situation as peacefully as possible.

"This between me and this clumsy ingrate who stepped on my new shoes." obviously it didn't look like the blond wanted to end it peacefully.

"But...it was an accident." she squeaked, "I didn't mean to step on your shoes."

"It's okay there shoes." Kitsi tried to comfort her. But that was quickly dashed by the blond terror.

"Just shoes!" she shrieked with offense, "These are expensive imported shoes from Spain. Though I doubt you would know anything about expensive taste." she looked the new girl up, "Or taste for that matter." she laughed.

Kitsi frowned and looked like she was about to retort when suddenly the girl gave a small squeak.

"I'm sorry, I...just..." she bolted leaving the three girls in the hallway. Kitsi looked on sadly at the girl's rationality to run away.

"What is wrong with you? You made that poor girl cry." Kisti was not amused one bit. Yes they were expensive shoes but what she did was uncalled for.

"And just who do you think you are new girl?"

"My name is Inari Kitsi I'm in class with you." she replied, they had just seen each other and she didn't even look like she was tried to learn her name. Being one of the people who seemed more interested in the other new student. But that was beside the point, "Answer my question. Why did you need to make that poor girl cry?" and over something petty as shoes and she apologized.

"It's not my fault that clumsy oof can't watch where she's going." she scoffed, "Look she left a mark on the brand new shoes." it wasn't even a big mark, their wasn't even a scratch, "Does she even understand how much these cost? Probably not considering what she was wearing." she laughed.

Kisti looked down at the shoes, recognizing the brand. Leona Della Cruz, pricey indeed and sold only in high end boutiques.

"Even though those are gorgeous Leona Della Cruz...", She breathed stopping her rambling, "That is not the point. You can't talk to people like that." she reaffirmed, "I believe you should apologize."

"Ha! Me apologize. For what. Being the only person in this school with actual taste." she laughed as her side-kicked chuckled in the background, "Sabrina can you believe this one." the girl gave a chuckle.

"Listen new girl. I don't know how it is where you went to school, but here I'm the top of the food chain and you are but a small crumb. So be smart and learn the rules. You'll last long." she gave a smug look like she had won, that Kitsi was going to stand down and back down like some frightened animal.

"Actually I do know about taste." her eyes locked with Chloe's, with not a look of fear, but determination, "I know you leave a bad taste in my mouth." with turn she walked off from the two leaving a fuming Chloe who was glaring death at the other. Walking back to her locker she took her remaining books out before closing it.

"You look like a little down, did something happen?"

"I was in the hallway when I saw a confrontation." she explained, "This poor girl accidently stepped on another girls shoes and she just went off on her. I tried to intervene, but she ran off when the other girl wouldn't stop talking about her. She looked really upset." she was crying.

"It sounds like you ran into Chloe."

"Chloe?" was that the blond's name.

"Chloe Bourgeois." she reaffirmed, "She isn't exactly the nicest person school."

"I don't see how someone can be that...mean." it wasn't exactly the first word she wanted to use,but it was the only one she could voice out, "She wouldn't even apologize."

"Well at least you tried to stand up to her. Most people are pretty afraid too." she said rather disappointed in her own words.

"Of her?" why would anyone be afraid of her.

"Her dad's the mayor of Paris." and then it made sense, she knew she had heard that name before. She was Mayor Bourgeois daughter,"She pretty much thinks she can get away with it, she's such a spoiled brat." Marinette huffed. "People like Chloe have no respect for others. I can't stand people like that."

"Is she really that bad?" though after seeing her verbally attack that poor girl for just stepping on her shoes she couldn't imagine what else she could or had done.

"Worse." she frowned, making it clear to Kitsi that even though Chloe was popular, it was only out of fear and manipulation, "She thinks because she's rich and her dad's the mayor she can get what she wants. No one really likes her, except maybe Sabrina, but no one has the guts to stand up to her. Or they do, but nothing ever changes. In the end it's best to ignore her."

"Oh..."

"You shouldn't worry yourself about her. Let's just focus on getting you through the rest of first day." she changed the subject, "What class do you have next?"

"Um, Gym I think." she said pulling out her schedule she found that indeed her next class was gym.

"Wow three classes together. I can show you we're the Gym is."

"I would actually like that."

In Gym Class...

"Alright class today we're playing one of the building blocks, dodgeball!" the couch, Armand D'Argencourt , stated showing the red ball to the class.

"Now then you'll need to break into teams. First I need two captains. Who wants to volunteer?"

After a small debate, Kim and Nino had been chosen as captains. The match was a sudden death match meaning only one player at a time rotating between players so that everyone got a turn. One Kim's team was Alix, Nathanael, Chloe, Sabrina, and Adrian. While on Nino's team was Max, Alya, Marinette, Rose, and finally Kitsi.

"Alright I want a good, clean match. There will be two balls, one per player. If you get hit with the ball you are out until the next rotation. No hitting above or below the chest, save for arms and legs." he explained the rules, "The team with the most outs by the end wins. Now let's play ball!" he blew the whistle.

As the game began the teams seemed on even playing field. Kim and Alix were the toughest two to beat, both being athletic in their own sense. On the other side Nino and Alya were the heavy hitters taking out at least three out of the five players from each side Marinette was surprisingly agile and held her own when her turn came taking out Nathanael, Sabrina, and not surprisingly Chloe who pretty much intimidated others not to throw the ball at her.

"Next up Kitsi Inari." hearing her name Kitsi nearly jumped off the benches to take her position on the other side of the court. Her opponent this round was Kim, a athlete of the school.

"Good luck Kitsi!" Marinette and Alya cheered. Kitsi turned to wave at her team.

"This will be easy." Kim seemed confident with his victory over half the group on Nino's side. However in seamed in all rotations Kitsi was the only person yet to be struck out.

"We are so going to win."

"And begin!" as the players rushed to towards the middle, Kim looking poised to grab the ball, but in a split second upset it was Kitsi who had gotten her's first.

"Huh?" Kim looked dazed and confused as Kitsi took hold at the round sphere before launching it at the star athlete, knocking him out of the game.

"Point Kitsi. Kim you're out!"

"What just happened?" the athlete blinked.

"A chance that's what. Go Kitsi!" Marinette cheered which seemed to bring up the spirits of the other team.

"Next up, Alix you're up!" he called.

"I got this." the skater said going up to the starting position, giving her captain a smug look as she passed him. But just like before Kitsi was the first to get to the ball and with a throw knocked the skater out of the competition.

"Ah man. Whatever." she huffed and walked back to the benches.

"Your out!" the Mr. D'Argencourt announced, "Good hustle, now it looks like we have a game." he sounded impressed with the new girl who took the game quite easily.

"Next up, Chloe get to your post." upon hearing the name Kitsi looked over at the blond haired girl who she had a run in with earlier.

"Um, I do not do dodgeball. I just got my nails done and I'll get sweaty. ew." she stated, "Sabrina will take my turn." not a big surprise considering she hadn't actually played in any of her turns.

"There are no substitutions in gym class." the Mr. D'Argencourt seemed adamant, until Chloe decided to call her father, the mayor of Paris, who wouldn't think to kindly on his precious princess being hurt. In the end she got her way and Sabrina was sent up.

"Please be gentle..." Sabrina asked visibly cringing. Even she knew Kitsi was not to be taken lightly considering she knocked out two of their best players with much effort.

"Alright, begin!" at the sound of the whistle Kitsi easily got to the ball first, though Sabrina did give an effort. As Kitsi stood to throw the ball, remembering the girl as the Chloe's friend or side-kick. But Sabrina looked like a small, mouse before a larger predator.

With a sympathetic look, she bounced the ball, gently, into Sabrina tapping her on shoulder. Sabrina seemed relieved.

"Sabrina you're out." the couch called, "And since Sabrina took Chloe's turn it counts as double." Kim's team groaned since that meant it pushed the other's team score up by two.

"Good game." Kitsi said earning a small smile from the girl, until she was called back by Chloe.

"Go Kitsi!" with the last plays the game were real close. Kitsi had done the job of knocking out many of the players on the opposing team including the captain. Now she was facing off against Nathaniel, a young and shy artist. Deciding to give the others a chance she let Nathaniel take the ball and attempt to hit her.

"Put some hustle in it! How hard is it to hit one girl!" Chloe yelled seeing as Kitsi was the last player on Nino's team. Though it was hard for her to talk because she had gotten out of playing. Moving across the gym floor with speed and grace that seemed impossible Kitai took no time dodging a throw by the shy artist and with a swift throw Nathanael had been taken out of the game. Going to the side he rubbed his sore arm as he took his seat next to his fallen teammates.

"Girls got moves." as the clock winded down it looked like no one of the other side could touch Kitsi.

"If we can just get one more out then we win. Who's left?"

"This is fun!" she said amused spinning the ball on her finger, "I like this game."

"Looks like it's Agreste vs. Inari. Final sudden death round!" Mr. D'Argencourt announced.

"Oh no not my Adrienkins!" Chloe cried dramatically. Many of the girls, not exactly in their class, but those who had come to see the model play, seemed devastated that the precious model known as Adrien could be injured during the game.

"Oh no..." Marinette whispered worriedly.

"Both players get at the starting positions and wait for the whistle."

Kitsi took her place at the mark, giving a few stretches. Locking her eyes on the blond she was like a predator studying her pray. Even though he didn't look like much, she had learned to never underestimate an opponent no matter the appearance. As she prepared herself she heard the cheers towards the blond model.

"Go Adrien!"

"I love you!"

"Crush that big brute!" That one was from Chloe.

'I can hear you.' she breathed calming herself.

"This will be the final match. Whoever knocks out their opponent wins the match!" Mr. D'Argencourt announced, "Are both players ready?"

"Yep." Adrien nodded.

"Ignited and Excited. Let's go!" Kitsi was ready.

"Alright on your marks, get set...!" he blew the whistle signaling the players to go. Both players ran towards the middle of the gym towards the ball. Reaching out Adrien managed to grab his ball first.

"Adrien's got the ball!"

Taking his position he threw the ball clear at Kitsi. It looked like it was game over as the ball neared. At the last minute Kitsi bent backwards into a back cartwheel dodging the ball if only by mere inches.

"He missed." a few students and spectators gasped.

"Kitsi's still got her ball!" all eyes were on the new girl who now had a ball.

"All she has to do is throw it and our team wins."

"But she'll hit my Adrien!" Chloe huffed as Adriens cheering section looked on the verge of tears at their idols helpless state.

"Kitsi throw the ball!" Nino called seeing as Kitsi nodded and prepared to finish the game.

"Don't you dare throw it!" Chloe demanded, "If you hurt my Adrien I will have you deported!"

Kitsi gave a look of 'are you serious' at the statement, "Do I throw the ball or not?" she couldn't believe she even asked the question, why wouldn't she throw it. It was a game.

"Yes!" her team said.

"No!" Adrien's cheering side retorted. Kitsi looked at Marinette with a look that said, 'What do I do?' only to receive a small shrug and a sympathetic look.

Deciding to take her own advice, she again took a stance and she threw it. The ball flew towards to the other side and hitting Andrien right in the middle knocking him to the ground.

"Agreste is out!" the Mr. D'Argencourt declared. "And that's game! Winners!" the teacher announced blowing his whistle.

"I won? We won!" she beamed.

"Kitsi that was great!" Marinette exclaimed.

"Good job girl." Alya pat her on the back.

As her team congratulated her on getting the win, it looked like Adrien was getting a full treatment from his team, plus the girls who came to watch. They formed a circle of sympathetic and worried voices as if the boy had been attacked.

"Are you okay?"

"Does it hurt anywhere?"

"Oh my poor Adrikens!" Chloe cried, "Did that mean tacky girl hurt you?"

"Chloe I'm fine really. It barely hurt." the boy tried to brush it off not seeing why they were fussing over him.

Taking a chance Kitsi went over to the other side.

"And what do you think you're doing?" Chloe questioned stopping her from getting any closer.

"I was just wanted to say good game, you guys played well." for the ones that actually played the game, "You okay there?" she looked towards Adrien who was still on the floor.

"I'm good. You..."

"You don't need to be asking." Chloe cut in, "I see what your trying to do. Trying to act all nice and innocent to get close to my Adrien." she accused pointing her finger at Kitsi.

"I was just being a good sport." she wasn't trying to get close to anyone, not even the model, who for Kitsi was just another student.

"Like I believe that." she scoffed placing her hands on her hips, "You can just go take it back to your team of idiots and losers." with another scoff she turned with enough tension for her hair to make a snapping noise.

"You played really well...thank you for not hitting me to hard." Sabrina whispered when Chloe was in earshot.

"Sabrina! Get over her now!" Chloe yelled.

"Coming Chole!" she returned, "Really thank you..." with that she scampered off to return to the pity party over Adrien, which Kitsi was still confused. With a shrug she returned to her team.

"I was just playing the game. Plus I don't think he's hurt." she didn't even throw it that hard, standard, if that. The worst it did was knock him down. She felt like a rabbit in a den of angry dogs wanting to pick her piece by piece.

"That's kinda how some of the girls here are. If something happens to Adrien their like a pack of wild dogs ready to strike the culprit."

"And unfortunately you might have made enemies with the pacts leader."

"You mean the blonde?" she pointed out.

"She and Adrien are childhood friends, if you can believe that? Girl's always trying to stick on him like a leech." Kitsi had to wonder how those two could be friends and make a mental not to stay away from her and possibly him. Not out of fear or anything close to that. But because she felt the need to strangle the girl.

"You did really great Kitsi." Marinette said, though she had been worried about Adrien, even covering her eyes when she has thrown the ball, she didn't want to take away Kitsi's amazing victory.

"Arigato." she smiled cheerfully. But while some were congratulating her, others were thinking of ways to destroy her.

After gym class and the victory from the dodge ball game, Kitsi felt a 360 in her mode. As she walked down the hallway she headed to her locker right quick to put her stuff away. As she put in the combination she opened her locker and was met with a sudden surprise.

'Splat!'

She let out a shocked gasp feeling the surge of liquids on her head, a mix of colors splattered on the ground. The sound brought students attention to the scene where they found the new student covered from head to toe. Soon a sea of laughter echoed through the halls.

"What happened out here?!" the sound of the principles voice cut the laughing, silencing the students. Scanning the scene he noticed Kitsi who as covered in a mixture of unknown stains. The new girl was still in pre-shock having been drench a liquid mess.

Kitsi sniffed her arms and gave it a quick lick, "Hm, pudding." chocolate strawberry if she wasn't mistaken, even noticeable mixed into what she could only discern as paint and other liquids.

"Who is responsible for this?!" he demanded looking at the students all with unknowing looks. But Kitsi could see it all. Some were whispering, snickering, pointing at the girl drenched pudding looking like a lost animal.

There was only thing she could discern in her mind.

'Run' grabbing her bag she jolted up, slamming into the locker, before bolting from the humiliating scene. She didn't look back, but she could still hear the laughing. Everyone was laughing at her. Skidding to a stop she went through a door without even reading the sign.

'Roof'

The door swung open as Kitsi ran onto the school roof, nearly tripping before finally sinking to a squat. She tried running her hands over her face feeling nothing but the liquid smear more. All she could think of was people laughing at her and she couldn't do anything to fix it.

"Such sadness. Humiliation in the front of your peers. A perfect snack for my butterflies." taking a butterfly in his hands, the once white butterfly now turned evil.

"Go my little akuma and evilize that girl!" the window opened releasing the evil butterfly towards it's next victim.

Reaching into her bag Kitsi looked for something to to clean herself off. As she rummage through her bag, eyes downcast and saddened, a small creature came flapping down and landed on her charm bracelet.

Kitsi suddenly looked up. A neon purple butterfly mask outlined the new victims face with red stretched along their eyes as a frown stretched on their lips.

"Hello there Shadow Fox. I'm Hawkmoth. I believe it's time to teach a lesson for those who wronged you and make them show you appreciation and respect!" he spoke with sickly sweet voice that drew his victims in, "I give you the power to take revenge on those who humiliated you."

Revenge? That sounded good. Making them pay. They humiliated her, she was crying, and no one helped her. They just laughed.

"All I require is a trade."

There was always a price for everything. Even vengeance. She hated them, all of them! What had she done to deserve such humiliation?

"Bring me the Miraculous of Ladybug and Chat Noir and no one will ever look down on you again!"

"I..." she took a deep exhale lowering her head to sit in silence before raising her head, "No!" she shouted.

"What do you mean no? Don't you want to get revenge? To make the ones who humiliated you suffer!" his voice spoke in anger at the girls resilience to defy him, "Are you just going to allow them to go unpunished. I can give you powers you could only ever dream of!"

"No matter how I feel about the situation or how angry I am. I won't allow it." she refused to allow the evil to take her, "I not letting you use me. You can keep your power, because I. don't. need. it."

"So be it. But sooner or later you will submit and accept the darkness in you. Everyone does." the butterfly re-emerged from her bracelet to flutter away into the city. After a moment Kitsi shook her head, feeling the fog lifted from her mind.

"What was that?" she blinked rubbing the side of her head. She didn't know what had happened, but it felt like she was supposed to be doing something. It was then she noticed she was holding something her hand. Slowly she opened her palm to find a small, black hexagonal box in her palm.

"What is this?"

To Be Continued...

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