~ Prelude ~

It was summer break for all of the students of Paris, and the Dupain-Cheng family in order to celebrate the fact that their daughter Marinette had been accepted to attend her first year at College Francoise Dupont, where she would have Miss Bustier's as her teacher had planed this trip to Tibet. Marinette was a beautiful young woman of fourteen, who was around five feet, five inches tall and had dark raven hair that she often kept in twin tails, and bluebell eyes, and for her age was a very talented designer; but she also loved to draw, her artwork being very detailed as she always sketched out her ideas for new designs before ever putting needle and thread to cloth. Marinette being half Chinese loved this opportunity to learn more about her mom's heritage, having lived in Paris all her life, and was taking full advantage of this opportunity in order to draw the beautiful scenery, and architecture of the lands around her.

For the last day of their amazing vacation, Marinette being the kind hearted young woman she was had convinced her parents to spend the day together, while she visited a Tibetan Shrine that she wanted to sketch in pencil. Tom and Sabine though did go with Marinette on the bus and smiling at their daughter as they left her at the bottom of the stairs that led to the temple watched as she waved at them till they where out of view. Marinette with a sigh then made her way up the stairs a soft smile gracing her soft pink lips as she reached the top and pulled out her notepad and a case that held all of her pencils all in varying shades of the rainbow before setting down in a lotus possession and beginning to draw so that she could capture in her drawing the beauty of the sun as it rose behind the Tibetan temple, making a line drawing that she would fill out in detail as the day progressed.

It was just around noon that a loud growling from her stomach drew Marinette out of her focus mode, causing her cheeks to turn a very pretty shade of light pink. "I'm glad I asked mama to help me make a lunch for today, and that papa made sure I didn't forget it this morning," Marinette thought to herself closing her notepad and placing her drawing pencil on the top as she stood and stretched to relieve the tension in her muscles from setting for so long. Yet as Marinette pulled out her lunchbox from the backpack she had brought with her, the young woman's eyes narrowed as the sun now high overhead reflected off of something that seemed to almost sparkle in the grass near the temple. "Hm," Marinette said with a sandwich in hand as she decided to investigate, and found a very simple oval shaped broach with a dark amethyst colored gemstone in its center.

"Beautiful," Marinette whispered appreciating the simple elegance of the jewelry piece as she reached out her free hand to pick the broach up out of the grass, almost dropping it in shock as the broach began to glow a soft magenta light, as a small creature with large eyes that was a soft purple in color and somewhat resembled a butterfly appeared before Marinette's eyes. "Greetings master, I am Nooroo," the small creature said with a bow that made Marinette blush at the formal greeting though she could not help but to hold out her hand and pet Nooroo on the check with her index finger. "Um, hello Nooroo; and please call me Marinette not master; but not to be rude, what; oh um sorry, who are you." Nooroo for his part only smiled a small laugh escaping him at how pure and gentle Marinette's soul was, despite now knowing that she had no clue as to who he was or what she now held within her hands.

"I am a Kwami, and that," Nooroo said pointing at the broach in Marinette's hands, "is the Butterfly Miraculous." "Kwami? Miraculous," Marinette said confusion clear in her tone. "Ancient beings, long ago considered gods, that is what a Kwami is. A Miraculous is a magical item, that allows a Kwami to go within it, and give the holder amazing powers." "Wow, and what power does this Miraculous hold," Marinette asked out of curiosity, and not a need for power as Nooroo could feel within the young woman once again making his heart feel light at how pure of a soul Marinette seemed to have. "The Butterfly Broach lets its holder feel the emotions of others, becoming an Empath. As the holder of that broach you Marinette could help someone deal with negative emotions, reminding them of the positive and good memories in their life."

"So I would be like a guardian angel," Marinette asked as Nooroo chuckled. "Indeed it is the first holder of the Butterfly Broach that gave birth to many of those legends," Nooroo admitted. "But there is one other thing you would be able to do, though it is not always necessary, you can use the emotions of a person and turn them into a Champion, or as they would more likely be known in this age, a Superhero," Nooroo said as Marinette gasped in awe. "Amazing," Marinette said looking at the broach in her hand. "So I'm guessing Champion's are rare, only being used if the person, well I would be helping had someone that they loved that was in danger or needed to be defended, is that right Nooroo," Marinette asked and the Kwami nodded glad that the young woman before him was not only of a pure heart but a very intelligent mind.

"That, or and this is even rarer, a Miraculous is being misused, it is then often the duty of those that are true protectors of the Miraculous' and their Kwami are tasked with the retrieval of their brother or sister from the one using them to accomplish dark deeds." "Then I hope such a thing never happens, but if it does I would gladly help you to save one of your sisters or brothers Nooroo," Marinette said conviction in her heart as Nooroo actually shed a tear not out of sadness but happiness just before her stomach grumbled once again reminding her she had yet to eat. "Hungry," Nooroo said as with a blush Marinette nodded, "Do you eat Nooroo," Marinette asked going back towards the area where she had set out her food. "If you have any fruit, that has always been my favorite," the Kwami said and Marinette after a moment drew out a small container of grapes.

"Here have as many as you like, I'll eat my PB and J," Marinette said as Nooroo thanked his new master, calling her by name of course as she had asked, and the two simply continued to talk for the rest of the day before Marinette pinned the Butterfly broach on a simple white shirt with leaf patterns that she had sewn herself, letting Nooroo rest inside of her light black jacket pocket, as she told Nooroo that she already had plans to design a small purse that she could more easily carry him around in, so the two could remain together as Nooroo had asked. "And don't forget Marinette whenever you are ready to see what we can truly do together, all you have to say is: Wings Rise," Nooroo said as he hid in the jacket pocket and Marinette made her way back down the staircase waving when she saw that her parents where waiting for her. Marinette promised both herself and later Nooroo before they boarded the plain back to Paris, that she would transform for the first time when they got back home.

Together the two would use what would then be her enhanced empathy powers and the butterflies given to her by the transformation in order to see if they could located the Guardian of the Miraculous' set that Nooroo was a part of; as Marinette learned that Nooroo had been lost and away from his brothers and sisters for decades. It was on the plain that a thought came to Marinette and turning towards Sabine asked, "mama, what is the Chinese word for butterfly," and Sabine answered, "Húdié sweetheart." Marinette felt Nooroo stir in her jacket pocket as she herself smiled. "Hudie," she repeated as her mama nodded and both she and Nooroo knew they had found the name they would use when helping the people of Paris overcome the negativity within their hearts.

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