BlueInkWrites here! Starting a new story, I'll keep this short so you can go read it.

As much as I'd like to, I don't own Miraculous Ladybug. I DO own my original characters.

Chapter 1 - Fresh Start

"Dear Mr. Gabriel Agreste,

We regret to inform you that your brother; Tomas and his wife Sasha Agreste were killed in a severe boating accident. You, as the only living of age family member, are the legal guardian of their son, and your nephew; Damien Agreste, age 13, will be coming to live at your estate as wished by his father, Unless you make other arrangements you will be responsible for him until he is no longer a minor.

-Mr. Alistair Calente, Lawyer"

Gabriel's lips formed into a thin line. He and his brother had not gotten along, however he would have never wished this onto his family.

He had heard, however, of Damien's raw ability with a camera. He reached over his desk, pausing on his wife's face in her picture. "She would have wanted him here." He murmured. Tapping the button he brought the connection online. "Nathalie, I need you to make arrangements to bring my nephew here." A pause, "Of course sir, I'll see to it immediately."

Gabriel leaned back into his chair, looking at his wife's portrait. "I know you never really understood why I didn't get along with my brother. Madeline; But I will take care of his son. Its what you would've wanted."

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Denise Hill stood alone over a single grave. To most, Oliver Jacobs was a normal civilian, living his day to day life aspiring for something bigger. To her, he was a partner, a friend; More than that. Her mother's assistant called out to her, "Denise, You'll be late to your flight." Denise whispered to the grave of her partner, "I don't want to leave you. To leave Cali. This is my home.. when you were here. She turned and followed the assistant silently.

The airport was busy, as soon as she arrived at her gate, the assistant left. She allowed her eyes to wander the people bustling around, wondering what brought them there. Her eyes locked onto a blonde boy, about thirteen, his eyes were red. An older boy, blonde, somewhat familiar, she was too far away to tell. Obviously a relative was hugging him. A woman in black with a red streak in her hair stood stiffly to the side. Waiting.

An assistant, if she were family, she'd be less formal with the new arrival.

She stood and took her bag, preparing to make her way to the waiting car which in turn would take her to the apartment. Subconsciously she rubs at a strand of beads wrapped around her palm. A slight pressure formed in her side pocket. Gata, trying to comfort her.

A sleek black car waited at the entrance, a man held a sign with her first initial and last name (D. Hill) Another man came with her luggage. "Come Mademoiselle Hill," She obliged and stepped into the car as the small thump of her luggage being loaded into the car was followed by the slam of the trunk closing.

Before the car pulled away she noticed the blonde boys again. Closer she realized it was the son of her parents' long time rival company, Adrien Agreste, Though she was not sure of the other's identity.

The car pulled to the curb in front of the building. She stepped out and took the handle of her grey suitcase, everything important in her life; and stepped inside. The land lord handed her a key, "The penthouse." She took the key and upon arriving to the top floor gazed at the door, "Well… I suppose this is home."

Damien Agreste looked up, the silent grey mansion was not what he had expected. The assistant.. Nathalie unlocked the door and stepped inside. Adrien placed his hand on Damien's shoulder, "Come on, I'll show you to your room. You won't see much of father but, I hope you'll feel reassurance knowing he's there." Damien nodded, and followed Adrien into the house.

He picked up his camera and snapped a quick photo of the tree outside swaying in the gentle breeze. A ladybug crawled on the edge of his open window. A gentle knocking brought him back to reality. "Damien, I have a photoshoot, I noticed you liked photography and was wondering if you wanted to come."

Damien picked up his head and looked over and replied quietly, "Okay."

The scenery was beautiful, a wonderful place for a photoshoot, Damien wondered what his cousin was advertising. A tall dark haired girl stood to the side, "Who are you?" She remained watching the photoshoot. "Posing consultant." "I don't recognize you." She didn't respond.

The photoshoot extended later than planned, "How was the shoot, Adrien?" "Fine I suppose. It depends on what father thinks. What did you take pictures of?" Damien held up his camera and flicked through the photos. "Wait, who's this?" Adrien pointed to the girl. "Said she was a posing consultant. Didn't say anymore."

Adrien furrowed his brow in thought. "That's Denise Hill, heir and model to Hill Fashion Enterprises. My fathers' company's rival. They're based out of America so I'm not sure why she's here. If she shows up again.." His words fade into thought.

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Adrien Agreste, that's who she saw at the airport. Denise was still unsure of the other boy's identity. With careful observation and interaction, he had not interacted with Agreste much or they would appear closer. Perhaps a cousin.

Switching to her daily affairs she studied an image of the school she would attend. College Francois-Dupont, (A/N She is 17 but its high school so freshman-senior.) "Deni, you should transform, I need to stretch my transformation legs." Gata sat herself on the edge of the phone. "Soon enough. I do fully intend to meet with the local heroes."

Hey, starting a collab story with AlchemyWriter (sort of) placed in the miraculous ladybug world with some original characters. Thumbnail coming soon.