Chapter 1 - Of the Chosen (Prologue)
A blue sky presides over the Parisian citizens, clouds whispering in the distance, flowing across the sky by the barest circulation of air, the clouds lightly coloured the colour of purity, unburdened by the weight of oncoming rain. Roofline upon roofline penetrates the undulating mass of blue, red roof tiles forming a shingle pattern along the buildings, intersected by the chimneys, coloured orange and red, peppering the many buildings throughout the city. Pigeons flutter among the rooftops, settling upon lampposts, building girders, and roof fences, often in pairs acting as the cities own mascot team, all congregating around well-known sources of food. One pigeon, coloured brown with beady eyes and flakes of breadcrumbs in his feathers witnesses the hustle and bustle of Parisian life both avian and human in manner, observing the world from high up in his elevated position. From his vantage point, he can see a young girl of 14 years, with eyes of bluebell, dark hair, pink jeans and a white shirt running out of a bakery towards the zebra crossing, hurrying under the burden of her heavily laden box of croissants. Her onward rush halts as she collides with an elderly man dressed in a large sun hat and a flower shirt, his body collapsing onto the road with his cane clattering to the floor alongside him. The young girl looks abashed as she helps her elder regain his feet after his balance is restored, she hurries to pick up the spilled croissants and, in an attempt at an apology, she hands her elder an un-tarnished croissant. Accepting it gladly, the older man smiles in gratitude and expresses his thanks. With her mistake averted, she departs at a sprint. Before she escapes from reach, the older man strikes with a speed that betrayed his skill, his ploy succeeding as he deposits a small ornate jewelry box into her purse. His goal achieved, his form reverts to that of a wise yet decrypt man who watches after the young girl who disappears from view behind the closed doors of Paris's foremost school. From his vantage point, the silent observer notes what the rest of the world does not, he sees the light of pride and assertion in the man's features, for Master Fu, as he is known had just started the young woman on a path of greatness.
Under the breath of wind, the pigeon travels into the day, his travel taking him into the afternoon sun. Yet again, his vision alights upon the same man, decrepit in his features once more. With curiosity controlling the wings and mind of the simple bird he finds a perch on a nearby lamp, with his vision locked on the actions of the man. This time, the setting is the school where the young woman disappeared into earlier in the day, Once again, the man appears to stumble to the ground, his gnarled wooden cane clattering to the floor, his incident this time draws the attention of a young man of 14 years. This young man stands out against the world with his shock of unruly blond hair, green eyes, white jacket, blue jeans, sneakers and a black shirt with stripes of varying colours. In sudden amazement, the world seems to hush as everyone realizes that this young man is only the most famous model in Paris. The young man turns his eyes to the older man, and ignoring the cries for attention and the subsequent swooning, he attends to his senior, aiding his swift recovery. Once Fu is restored to his original stature, he extends his hand in gratitude to Adrien, appearing unfazed by the clamoring attention of the onlookers and the young man himself. Shortly thereafter, the young man has beckoned away, with a sense of grateful acceptance by his hulking bodyguard, a man appearing to be of more related to that of a gorilla to that of another human. He steps into the back seat of the limo, his figure no longer exemplifying a confident young man, now he expresses a more somber depressed character, one who requires the need for companionship. With all eyes focused on the young model, Master Fu once again exudes a terrifying burst of speed that enables him to deposit a jewelry box into Adrien's satchel before he retreated from reach. As Adrien closes the door he looks back to the older man, and smiles at him, then frowns as he notices that he is no longer using his cane, and the stoop that previously burdened him has disappeared. A look of suspicion crosses his face, and Master Fu noticing his reaction winks at him before the Limo screams away from the school. The man begins to turn away, his eyes following the shock of blonde hair as it screams away from him in a silver limo, then unbeknownst to anyone but the observing pigeon, he begins to converse with an unknown companion.
"Wyazz, time and again I have chosen miraculous holders, and I have never seen individuals with more capacity for kindness then the two young people I have chosen today" in barely an utterance.
A small flit of green appears by his ear and converses in hushed undertones, conversation intelligible to those around them.
"It is true, Master, and the two of them are intertwined more strongly than any other Miraculous Holders I have ever seen, I believe that they may be in fact be the ONES we have searched for" replied Wyazz, in an equally hushed tone.
With his task accomplished and his conversation completed, the old man saunters off into the Parisian with a renewed vigour, sparing only a casual stare at the silent observer from high above who flies away with shock.
After this day, many miraculous things occurred within the city of Paris, first the introduction of the heroine LadyBug and her partner in crime fighting Chat Noir along with their enemy Hawkmoth and his many underlings, the akumatized victims caused through their expression of negative emotion. With the actions of Hawkmoth, the combined might of the heroes have averted many a crisis, sometimes with the help of their occasional ally Rena Rouge. In a life fraught with danger, the two heroes Ladybug and Chat Noir often find solace in the lives of their alter egos, Marintte Dupain - Cheng and Adrien Agreste. A year has passed since the heroes first heroic act and now, the future awaits.
Hello all, I am but a humble writer and wish to make a FanFiction about the Miraculous Adventures of Ladybug and Chat Noir, I hereby declare that I do not own any of the characters used forthwith and am basing/using them from the previously mentioned Television show. Any feedback from my readers will be much appreciated. This chapter served as an introduction to those who do not know the backstory as well as an experiment for my writing. Thank you.