Chapter 1: Envillouse
Louse had originally been ecstatic to find out she had been accepted as a Scholarship honor student at Paris's top college. That was until she had met Christina, a spoilt brat of a girl. Christina thought she was god's gift to man- no not to men- the world, and had made it her own personal goal to ruin Louse's life. It had been small things at first like calling her honor student, messing up her name, shoving her so that any paper work Louse might have been carry was sent sprawling across the floor. Small things Louse could deal with but soon it evolved to personal attacks, whenever Christina held a party Louse was never invited (not that she really cared) but everyone else seemed to be invited. Slowly Louse was alienated and became withdrawn. Whenever she saw Christina riding in her fancy limos, wearing top of the line labels and showing of precious heirlooms like they were everyday items Louse couldn't help feel envious. Slowly that envy filled her as she became more withdrawn and depressed. It wasn't until Christina had finally pushed her to the edge did Hawkmoth take advantage of all the pent up anger and sadness that Louse was bursting with.
"It's so not nice to see you again, Lucy… it's Lucy isn't it?" Christina laughed as she stared down the poor girl. Louse ignored her, deciding it was best not to say anything. As she attempted to pass Christina grabbed her long, chocolate brown hair that had been tied back in a ponytail by a red jeweled hair tie. "What's this old trinket?"
Louse's hand instantly flew up to her hair tie as to protect it from the malicious blond. "It's a precious family heirloom."
"What this little thing? Don't make me laugh," Christina scoffed as she grabbed the hair tie and flaunted it front of the distressed girl. Louse stumbled forward in an attempt to retrieve the item. Christina moved to the side, sticking her foot out to trip the brunette. She threw the jeweled hair piece at the grounded girl. Before stalking off laughing.
Louse's vision went blurry as she gripped the hair tie in her hand, tears threatening her eyes as she sprinted away from the pitying looks and snickers of onlookers. Louse ran until she found herself in a secluded alleyway.
'Why did Christina have life so good? What made her special? Made them so different.'
Louse was too distracted by these thoughts to notice the black butterfly landing on the hair tie.
'You envy her so much? Then why don't you become her and let her have a taste of your life?'
Louse raised an eyebrow, he was right whoever this invisible speaker was.
'Of course I'm right my dear envillouse, and I can help you and in return you can assist me with a little trifle.'
Smirking Louse stood, 'Of course Monsieur Hawkmoth.'
Hawkmoth's laughter could be heard resounding across the rooftops of Paris as the black clouded surrounded Louse before dissipating to reveal envillouse.
The villain wore the akumatised jewel hair tie, though the redness of the jewel now replaced by a deep emerald, the jewel matched the dark green of the spandex body suit with purple accents. Over the top of the suit she wore a purple fur coat with a rhinestone butterfly that matched the butterfly mask that covered the majority of her face, above the mask as a row of white teardrop shaped jewels that followed the line of her brow. Envillouse grasped a green hilted staff with gold accents swirling from the base to the golden globe head. She twirled the staff before leaping onto the rooftop of the building she stood beneath, her fur coat fluttering behind. "Now you all will witness the feelings of envy that I have felt," Envillouse cackled before running along the rooftops of Paris.
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Elsewhere in Paris two unlikely heroes were sitting beside their best friends. Ayla and Nino had no clue the adventure they were about to endeavor upon, nor did their best friends. Both Ayla and Nino glanced at their best friends who seemed to be in a daze then at each other shrugging in confusion. Neither seemed to understand what was going on.
As the bell signaled for lunch Ayla grabbed Marinette's hand pulling her unsuspecting friend from the classroom. "Girl what's up with you today? You seem out of it," Ayla huffed. "You haven't so much as stared at Adrien as per usual. Are you alright?"
Her friend just yawned, "I'm fine… just a little under the weather."
It wasn't a complete lie Marinette noted to herself, ever since the akuma last night she had been completely out of it. Lately Hawkmoth had been unrelenting with his barrage of akuma attacks, which increasingly worried the spotted heroine. Obviously she couldn't tell Ayla this, so she stuck to the same old lie.
Ayla though didn't seem to buy it but didn't push any further, if Marinette wasn't ready to tell her the real problem then she would be patient.
Elsewhere a similar conversation occurred between Nino and Adrien.
"It's all good, Nino. I've just been doing a lot more modelling," Adrien lied.
Nino huffed crossing his arms, "Dude, you need to tell your dad to lay off. It's not fair of him to expect you to do so much."
Adrien gave his friend a small smile before noticing his limo pull up. "I should go…."
Nino watched his friend hurry towards his ride, waving as he went.
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As Marinette walked home she felt physically and mentally exhausted, it was starting to get ridiculous just how tired she was from fighting as Ladybug. Tiki looked up at her from Marinette's bag, "Don't worry Marinette, I'm sure you'll be fine." Even Tiki looked unsure at that statement but Marinette nodded. If needed she could just take the rest of the day of and say she was sick. As this thought processed a scream caught her attention. Marinette's head snapped towards the sound, "Great, just what I need." Marinette ducked into the closest Alley way.
"Tiki, Spots On!"
