Hello, this is the author! Just so you know, if text is underlined that means that the character is speaking in English. This is my first story so I hope you like it! Miraculous belongs to Thomas Astruc. All of my OCs belong to me.

Kana's POV

I woke up from my vision in a cold sweat. Mirrai, hovering just above my pillow, saw I was awake and asked, "What did you see?" The Kwami tilted her head, curious, but also concerned.

"Too much. But it seems like we might have to interfere this time."

Mirrai stared at me. "You said you would only do that if… how bad has it gotten?"

"They have a nine percent chance of succeeding on their own. I'm not sure yet what will happen if we get involved. But they might need us." I got out of bed and walked over to my desk. I opened the top drawer and shuffled through papers until I found what I needed. "These documents should be enough to get me into their school. From there, we'll just have to be careful."

Mirrai nodded. "Are you going to reveal their identities to each other?"

"I don't know yet. It's risky either way. But I do know that I need to do something, or else a lot of people are going to die."

Marinette's POV

I ran through my school's entrance and into my classroom, just as the bell rang. Ladybug had had a long night yesterday and I had slept in. Alya turned to me as soon as I sat down. "Mari, I have news. We're getting a new girl!"

"Really, what's her name?"

"I don't know yet. Wait, there's Miss Bustier." Miss Bustier entered the room with a girl following her. The girl had shoulder length strawberry blond hair and pale ice blue eyes. She was wearing black jeans and a silver blouse with a dark gray cardigan and there was a determination in her stance. Her eyes scanned the classroom taking all the faces. I wasn't certain, but I thought the girl's eyes held a flicker of recognition when they rested on me. But I had never seen this girl before in my life, so I must have just imagined it.

"Class, this is Kana Kiyabu. She will be joining our class for the rest of the year. Please help her if she has any questions. Kana, there's a seat in the back that's free next to Nathaniel. You can sit there. Nathaniel, raise your hand." Nathaniel shot his hand up, startled by the interruption to his drawing. That had been Lila's seat, before she had transferred to another school. She had said it was because the classes at this school had been too easy, and she needed stimulation for her "too brilliant" mind. I knew that the real reason was because there was nothing left for her at this school, what with Adrien knowing about her habit of lying.

"Tha-I mean...merci." Kana walked quickly to her seat, her face pink.

Thank you is merci in English. I wonder if Kana's first language is English? After Kana had sat down, Miss Bustier started a lecture on English interrupting my thoughts. Two lectures and a daydream about Adrien later, it was time for lunch. Kana hung back from the others and took a seat by herself and started to eat her lunch of sushi and a pink doughy mound of something I'd never seen before. "Alya, let's go sit with Kana."

"Good idea, Mari." Alya waved Nino over and we all sat down next to Kana.

"Hi, I'm…"

"Marinette," Kana said. My eyes widened. How does she know my name?

Kana seemed to realize what she had said and quickly said, "Sorry, I saw that cooking special with Jagged Stone that was at your parent's bakery."

"Oh, you saw that? I don't really like Adrien, I just really like fashion. I mean, I like Adrien, but don't like-like him. Like-" Alya clamped her hand over my mouth. I gave her a grateful look.

"She means he's just a friend," Alya said. I nodded and Alya removed her hand from my mouth.

"Right," Kana said, and gave me a sly smile. "I'm Kana, but I'm guessing you already knew that. Now, who are you two?" She pointed to Alya and Nino and took a bite of her sushi.

"I'm Alya," Alya said and then gestured to Nino, "And this is Nino."

"Alya, now I remember where I've seen you. You do the Ladyblog, right?"

"Yes, I do! Do you watch them?"

"I've only seen a few posts, but what I have seen is really good. I've been meaning to watch some more."

"You should! I just finished a new one about how Ladybug and Chat Noir saved a malfunctioning elevator full of people!"

Kana glanced at me, but quickly turned away. Why would she look at me? There was nothing in that sentence that had to do with me. Unless… DOES SHE KNOW THAT I'M LADYBUG! What will I do? My identity will be compromised, my friends will hate me for lying to them. BASICALLY THE WORLD WILL END! What to do, what to do, what to- Wait. Calm down, Marinette. There's no way for her to know that. Unless… WHAT IF SHE SAW TIKKI! Mentally panicking, I looked inside my purse, but Tikki was there, out of sight, just like normal. Tikki gave me a reassuring smile. I smiled back, relieved, and noticed that Kana had asked me something. "What did you say?" I asked.

"What's it like to live above a bakery?"

"It's pretty nice. I get to taste test new patisseries that my parents made, so that's always fun. My favorite are their strawberry macarons."

"Macarons are amazing. But have you guys ever tried mochi?" She gestured to the suspicious marshmallow-like food in front of her.

"What's mochi?" Alya asked.

"They're Japanese rice cakes and they're really good. And…" Kana glanced at me, "This one's strawberry flavored. Do you guys want some?"

I nodded while Alya and Nino both said "Sure" at the exact same time. They blushed and gave each other shy smiles. Kana tore the mochi into four equal pieces and gave each of us one. I pinched a little bit off of mine and put it in my purse for Tikki to try.

"This is amazing!" Alya said, as Nino nodded in agreement. I thought it was pretty good too. It was slightly chewy and the strawberry flavor tasted more fruity and less artificial than normal. I glanced at Tikki who smiled her approval, which was why I didn't notice someone approaching.

"Oh, look who joined the loser table," Chloé said, Sabrina folding her arms beside her. Chloé smirked. "Kana, since this is your first day, let me inform you of some of rules. Number one: Adrikens is mine. Number Two: Dupain-Cheng is a loser and if you sit at her table that makes you one too." My fists clenched in anger. Chloé continued, "Number Three-"

"Chloé Bourgeois, right?" Kana said, "Aren't you Queen Bee?"

"Well, of course, only I could be as fabulous as her."

"Nice to meet you. Could I have an autograph?"

I gaped. Had I misjudged Kana? She was getting a little too friendly with Chloé for my liking.

"I guess I don't have anything better to do." Chloé signed the scrap of paper that Kana provided with a crown followed by a bee.

Kana smiled sweetly. "Thanks," she said and then proceeded to rip the paper up into pieces. All of us stared wide-eyed at Kana.

"Wha…" Chloé started.

Kana looked Chloé straight in the eyes, "No one talks like that to my friends, got it? And until you start acting more like a superhero, I don't think you deserve to call yourself one."

Shock and hurt flashed through Chloé's eyes. Then she folded her arms and stalked off in silence, Sabrina running after her. Kana calmly ate the final piece of her mochi as Alya, Nino, and I continued to stare at her. Did she really just…?

"That. Was. Awesome!" Alya said and high-fived Kana, "Girl, it's about time someone stood up to Chloé!"

"Oh, I… uh…" Kana suddenly flinched like she was in pain and panic flashed in her eyes. Is she okay?

"Sorry, I have to go," Kana gathered her things in her arms and ran off.

"Wait!" I shouted. I started to run after her, but she was nowhere to be found. Tikki flew out of my purse seeming to sense my distress.

"I was peeking from your purse, so I know what's going on. Where do you think she went?" Tikki asked.

"I don't know. Maybe the bathroom? She seemed to want to be alone." That's where I go when I need to be alone.

"Do you think you should leave her alone if that's what she wants?"

"I don't think so. It looked like she was in pain."

"All right, then. Let's check the bathroom."

Kana's POV

I rushed into the farthest bathroom I could find from the cafeteria, my head throbbing a warning as I ran. You're such an idiot! First, you slipped into English. You haven't done for… five years. Has it really been that long since I moved to France? Anyways, you really don't need any extra attention on yourself. What's next, slipping into Japanese mid-sentence? Then, you revealed that you knew Marinette's name. It was lucky that you could cover that one up, but you can't afford to make this many mistakes. I just hadn't planned on getting this nervous. I hadn't been to school in years, as I'd already graduated online four years ago. But to top that all off, I'd had to antagonize Chloé. I'd already known Chloé would be annoying from my visions, but in person was a whole new level of aggravating. You should have known it would set off a vision. Mirrai appeared from my coat pocket; She could sense when my visions were coming.

"You okay, Kana?" Mirrai asked. I looked at her feline eyes, full of concern.

"I will be, as soon as this is over." I walked into a stall and locked it.

"I'm sorry. I tried to hold it back from you longer." Mirrai's tufted ears went down.

"It's not your fault. I shouldn't have said those things to Chloé." I groaned and clutched my forehead. The throbbing had become one continuous ache. That meant the vision was close. Mirrai flew to my side.

"All right, that's enough talking. And stop being hard on yourself." The Kwami gave me a firm look, crossing her arms, as I looked down at the floor, embarrassed. She had a motherly side that had manifested five years ago, since the accident. Mirrai seemed to see where my thoughts were going, so she quickly continued, "I'll stand guard, so don't worry about a thing. Besides, I'm sure you want to see that one particular vision again." Mirrai gave me a coy smile. I felt my cheeks grow hot.

"I still can't believe I told you about that." I crouched down to ready myself for my vision. "Besides, I doubt that'll happen again. You know that I rarely see the same vision twice."

"Well, that's…"

I didn't hear the rest of what she said because my vision hit right then.

I dodge an attack from Queen Bee's spinning top. I'm in some alleyway that I don't recognize. She growls in frustration that her top missed and readies it for another attack. I try to run, but the top hits me right in between my eyes. I start to see red. Everything is blurry. This isn't the first time she's hit me.

"That's what happens when you mess with the Queen," she says and runs up to me to land the final blow. …

Mirrai's voice appeared in my head as the first vision came to an end. The bad ones usually ended before I died. Usually. I listened as Mirrai reported that the vision had a eleven percent chance of happening. Mirrai didn't see the visions, she just knew instinctively the odds. It was rare for me to see a vision with such low odds. Usually Mirrai could keep those from me. I had little time to process anything else because the next vision began.

I'm falling. Others scream as they fall along with me. An akumatized victim has just knocked over the Eiffel Tower where I was surveying the fight. Ladybug and Chat Noir try to save them all. Ladybug calls for Queen Bee to rescue me. She jumps into action until she sees it's me. She hesitates, but that hesitation is enough. I'm seconds away from impact. I have no choice but to transform. I start to shout out the words…

The vision ended. The odds of this one happening was thirty-two percent. It continued like this for a while, visions of Queen Bee and Chloé, ranging from simple bullying to her seeking revenge. Mirrai told me the odds of each one. Until she stopped. That was strange. What was going on? I had a few more visions with silence at the end. This was really starting to worry me. Where was…

I woke up from my vision to find Mirrai in a panic. I was about to ask her why when I heard Marinette's voice.

"Kana, your voice sounds weird. I'm coming in, okay?"

I stared at Mirrai. Did she pretend to be me? I knew why: according to Mirrai, my eyes became cat-like with slits for pupils and gave off a slight glow when I had visions. I imagined Marinette might be a little traumatized if she saw that. Still…. I suddenly realized the rest of what Marinette said and called out, "Hold on, I'm coming out."

I came out of the stall to see Marinette waiting. She looked worried, and so did her Kwami, who was peeking her head out of her bag. I think Mirrai told me her name was Tikki. I always made sure that Mirrai was kept out of sight because if Tikki or Plagg saw her I don't think they would be as obligated to keep my identity as secret as Adrien's and Marinette's. I had already caught Plagg poking his head out of Adrien's bag twice during the English lecture.

Mirrai had told me before the making of Miraculouses, she had been pretty good friends with Plagg and Roarr, since they were all cats: Plagg was the Black Cat Kwami with the power of destruction, Roarr was the Tiger Kwami of Balance, and Mirrai was the Lynx Kwami of Time. They hung out together a lot, until the Miraculouses were made, the Order of the Miraculous was formed, and most of the Kwamis went to live in the Miraculous Box. Mirrai wouldn't be discovered for a few more hundred years. Anyway, Mirrai said that Plagg was rather reckless and didn't worry much about anything. Mirrai didn't fault him for this though; As a fellow cat, she understood perfectly. Something about the glint in Plagg's eyes when I had seen him confirmed Mirrai's assessment of his personality.

Mirrai didn't know Tikki, the Ladybug Kwami of creation, as well. They'd been friendly, they just hadn't talked to each other very much. She did say that Tikki was confident and very kind to everyone. Mirrai also knew that Plagg loved to tease her to the point that Mirrai had been suspicious that he liked her. When she asked Plagg about it, Plagg had become rather flustered and quickly changed the subject.

"Kana?" Marinette asked.

"Oh, sorry, I just got lost in thought." I said, snapping out of my reverie.

"Kana, what's going on?" Marinette folded her arms, trying to look intimidating. Her worry showed through the facade though.

"I get migraines," I said, using the excuse I'd put in my school documents in case I started getting a vision in the middle of class, "Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. I just like to be alone when they hit me."

"Oh," Marinette unfolded her arms, "No, you don't have to apologize. Sorry, I didn't mean to-uh…"

"It's okay, Marinette," I said, "But let's go to class now before the bell rings."

"Kana?"

"Yes?"

"What you said in the lunchroom…well you heard Chloé, she hates me. So if you're my friend, she'll hate you too. So if you don't want to…"

"Marinette," I stopped her, "I meant what I said. We're friends now, and I won't let Chloé stop that. Besides, I think Chloé already hates me." Actually, I knew she hated me, thanks to my visions. In fact the only reason she wouldn't get akumatized was because in a few minutes her mother would text her, inviting her to a fashion show for her magazine, Style Queen.

"Oh," Marinette said. She smiled. "Thanks, Kana." She looked behind me for a second, and her eyes widened. "Look at the time! At this rate, we won't make it to class!

We took off running.

I have a friend. Friends, if you count Alya and Nino. I haven't had a friend since…has it really been since I'd moved here from America? Anyway, things seemed a lot…brighter than they had in a long time. I let out a small sigh, too quiet to be heard by Marinette. Focus. You didn't come here to make friends; what you're doing is far more important than that. Still… I don't think it would be a crime to enjoy this while I still have it.

I grinned at Marinette and we started to run a little faster.

All right, that's chapter one now edited. I hope you enjoyed it! Also, I appreciate constructive criticism as long as it is constructive and not just criticism. Thank you so much for reading! Please review, follow, and/or favorite. No flames please!