Disclaimer: Of course, I don't own Miraculous Ladybug. I just own the plot of this story and my oc characters.


The night sky looks like a blank canvas without the stars, but the lights of Bristol, England makes up for it. It was like the city turned into a light show, attracting tourists and people like moths. But it was very late at night, so most people would be at home sound asleep.

However, a man was running through the shadows, dodging people he might come across. He did not want to be caught, especially when tonight's the most important moment in his life. He was a man in his late thirties, wearing black robes with the hood over his head. He had a dark brown strap bag over his shoulder, which bounced on his leg as he ran.

The man turned to a dark alley. He stopped running, panting. The alley was dark, but he knew there was a green door on the right side of an abandoned restaurant. The man walked to the door. He raised his fist and knocked once. He paused for several seconds, then he knocked twice, paused again, and knocked once more.

He waited for a few seconds until the doorknob turned and the door opened. A short woman wearing the same black robes as the man opened the door. She wasn't wearing the hood, so her he can see her facial features. She had a round face with black hair and gray eyes. Her eyes narrowed at him.

"Did you get it?" She asked him in a low voice. There was doubt in her voice.

"Of course, I did," the man replied, a little angry that the woman didn't believe he could get it. "You're forgetting who's the leader of our cult."

The woman rolled her eyes. "You may be the leader, Jeremy, but I was the one who brought you followers."

She stepped aside, allowing Jeremy to come in. Someone turned on the lights. There were wooden chairs and tables in the medium-sized restaurant, though some were broken and beaten up. There were candles on the tables that wasn't badly in shape. Spider webs and dust made the place their home. The occasional squeak of a mouse was heard. It was the perfect place to do business in secret as no one ever goes inside, thinking it haunted.

Five robed people were standing in a circle. They all looked up to see Jeremy with the woman behind him. He pulled his hood and they saw his grinning face. He had an excited gleam in his black eyes. His sandy hair seemed to shine in the dimly lit room.

"My followers," Jeremy said, "I have found the key that'll lead us to powers no human has ever imagined!" He opened his strap bag and pulled out a purple gemstone the size of a baby's fist.

"This is what we need to find where the Nexus Realm is located. It will pulse when I command it to locate the realm. The more it pulses, the closer we get." Jeremy brought the gemstone to his mouth and whispered, "Locate the Nexus Realm."

Nothing happened at first. Then, the gemstone slowly began to pulse. As the group watched, it began to pulse more and more rapidly. All of a sudden, a purple beam shot out of the gemstone and landed on the center of the floor.

The beam created a circle of misty purple light. Everyone looked in disbelief.

"It was right here all this time," said Jeremy in shock. He turned to the black-haired woman. "Why didn't you tell me the Nexus Realm was right below us, Helen?"

"Don't blame me!" said Helen. "I didn't know!"

Jeremy shook his head. "Nevermind. At least we don't have to waste anymore time. Turn off the lights and light up the candles."

Someone obeyed his commands. The candles were the only source of light inside the restaurant. The cult formed a circle around a few inches away from the misty light.

"Demons of the Nexus Realm," Jeremy chanted in a deep voice. "We have come to free you from your prison. In return, you must give us your power. We offer you our blood to seal the deal."

Jeremy pulled out a dagger from his pocket. The flames from the candles reflected on the dagger, giving it a wicked grin.

"Daemones Excitem!" Jeremy exclaimed. He rolled up his sleeve and didn't even flinch as he sliced a cut on his arm with the dagger. Blood dripped from his wound and landed on the misty light. Each of the members did the same. The blood made the misty light glow red.

"Daemones Excitem! Daemones Excitem! Daemones Excitem!" The cult continued to chant. The candles began to shake, but they didn't fall. The whole restaurant shook as though an earthquake had erupted.

Still, the group did not stop chanting. But they stopped when a creature slowly climbed out of the portal. It looked a human, but it had bluish gray skin, red eyes, and two large horns on top of its black-haired head. It had large bat-like wings on its back.

The group gawked at the creature in awe and fear. They watched as the creature stretched.

"It's good to be out of that prison," said the creature. It had a deep, feminine voice, enchanting and deadly. It looked at the cult lazily. "I suppose you humans are the ones that freed my Demons."

"Yes," Jeremy answered, his voice small. "May I ask you of your name?"

The Demon smirked, showing sharp fangs. "My name is Zora, the Queen of Demons."

"We made a deal, Zora," Jeremy said. "In return for your freedom, you give us powers."

"Ah, but deals are made to be broken," said Zora slyly. "And it's been a long time since I had human blood."

"W-what!" Helen blurted out, her voice a mixture of anger and fear. "The book said whoever free the Demons will be granted superhuman powers!"

"Then the book," Zora's eyes glowed with bloodlust, "was a lie."

Nobody could hear the screams inside the restaurant as the Zora slaughtered them, tearing into their flesh and ripping them to pieces. More of Zora's Demons appeared from inside the portal. At this night, nobody will know of the hell that has been unleashed.

No one, except an old man living in a Chinese-decorated home.

A turtle-like creature awoke with a start. He sensed something evil has come. He got out of the record player and flew to Master Fu's room. The old man was wide awake, looking at the window.

"You sensed it too, Master?" Wayzz asked.

Master Fu nodded. "Yes, Wayzz. A long buried evil has returned."

He walked to the room where the record player was, Wayzz flying behind him. He pushed a button on the record player. It revealed to be a box. Master Fu opened it, revealing four jewelry three of them empty. The old man was wearing the Turtle Miraculous, a bracelet.

"We're going to need to awaken them, Wayzz."


Daemones Excitem = Demons Awaken in Latin.