Just a quick explanation, this story is a collaborative story written by me, Roocat and my best friend Bobcat. This chapter was written over a year ago and had been edited so many times, its kind of ridiculous. That being said if there are any kind of mistakes let us know, we like to learn from them so we can get better. We wanted to have enough chapter that we would have enough time to write chapters.
-Roocat
Chapter One:
New Beginnings
Wayzz jolted upward, a suspicious crash awakening him from peaceful slumber. He was in his Master's chamber. Wayzz looked around and saw that the door was wide open. Scrambling out of the room and into the hallway, Wayzz felt worry twist in his gut.
Sweeping through the air, he saw a mysterious hooded figure bent over one of Master Fu's desks; scavenging for an unknown item. Wayzz couldn't tell what the being was or what it was searching for.
Wayzz froze when the figure turned to look at him, it's brilliantly, glowing, blue eyes staring him down. Wayzz didn't move, no he couldn't move. Unexpectedly, the figure slowly rose a nimble limb, sending a cold shiver run down Wayzz's spine.
His vision began to blur, his only focus on the figure's unnatural eyes. Soon after, Wayzz's body went numb; darkness slowly consuming him as he plummeted towards the ground.
**A Few Hours Later**
"WAYZZ!" Wayzz's name broke through his thoughtless slumber. He was in his Master's hands.
"Ma-Master?" Wayzz said weakly. Master Fu looked worried. Like something bad had happened. But Wayzz still didn't understand. Why was it so bright in the middle of the night?
"Wayzz, the miraculous… they're… they're gone!" Master Fu looked at Wayzz like he knew what was going on. Wayzz's eyes widened.
The miraculous were gone? How was that possible? The only person who knew where the different miraculous were . . . the memories flooded back to him, shifting the whirlpool that was his mind. The figure...
**MANDY'S POV**
"Mandy… MANDY!" Mandy's eyes fluttered opened. She looked up to see her mother's figure looming over her. "You're going to be late darling; don't you want to see Luna and Dillon? You haven't seen then since sixth grade!" her mother chuckled.
Mandy told her mom she'd be downstairs soon and asked her to make some toast. She slowly lumbered out of bed, still half asleep from last night. She was so anxious for this day to come, that she was too excited to sleep! Mandy grabbed her phone from the counter, and glanced at her reflection through the glass. She looked… like a mess.
Her long caramel brown hair were in huge tangles, the ends sticking up in random places. Mascara drenched down her face, making her look even better. Mandy looked so bad, that the monsters her little brother drew seemed like models compared to her.
Ignoring the fact she looked like a decaying zombie, Mandy grabbed for her brush, quickly tugging the ends of her hair, even if it hurt like hell.
She didn't want to miss any second of being with her friends. Mandy rubbed underneath her eyes, trying to erase any marking of old makeup. Nothing much was done after that: just some foundation and lashes is all it took to make her… semi descent. All she needed now was an outfit.
What, she had no idea. When it comes to Mandy and her clothes, it's always a war zone. Clothes after clothes, never knowing which one will really do it for her.
After what felt like ever, Mandy finally chose a pastel yellow blouse, which was getting a little small. It only reached above her belly button, which she hoped her mother wouldn't mind. Her bottoms were simple; high waisted shorts, the color faded blue. Simple, and basic.
Mandy snatched her backpack from the floor, and gave herself one last glance before she left. Her vibrant sapphire eyes gazed back at her, the light bouncing off her summer tan.
She never noticed how tall she had gotten till now, which she thought would be good in some situations; but in other moments, she's either long legs or skinny giraffe, from what other people had said. Don't let them get to you, Mandy remembered her brother, Griffis, once told her. We all have our flaws, but we should at least be confident with who we are.
"Well," Mandy mumbled to herself. "Days' not going to start with me just standing here. Okay… let's do this."
As Mandy rushed downstairs, she spotted her mom seated at the kitchen counter, her back arched as she sat in perfect posture. Early morning sun flowed from the window next to her, amplifying her delicate features.
She was very beautiful, but shared no resembling features to Mandy. Instead of the delicate brown color Mandy obtained in her hair, her mother had rich golden locks that fell past her shoulders. Her vibrant green eyes flickered across the computer screen, probably reading assignments from work. Leaning forward, Mandy's mother rested her elbows onto the counter.
" 'Morning mom," Mandy beamed, grabbing her piece of toast from the toaster. Her mother looked up from the laptop and smiled, returning a good morning back. Next to her mom was Mandy's younger sister, Aspen.
Aspen was small, a little munchkin compared to Mandy. Her sister shared the same eyes as their mom, but her hair matched neither parents. Aspens hair was almost a peachy, blonde color; with hues of pink if the lighting's right. It was different, but still pretty cool. Aspen huffed, and carelessly slapped peanut butter onto a piece of bread, brows furrowed.
"Morning Aspen, excited for your first day of school?" Mandy asked, taking a bite of her toast.
"As excited as I'll ever be," Aspen stated sarcastically.
"Hey," Mandy grabbed Aspen's arm gently. "You're going to be fine, I'm sure they'll love you!" Mandy smiled and pulled her sister in for a hug, placing a kiss on top of her head. "Now go get dressed, or you're going to be late."
"Fine," Aspen mumbled.
"Where's dad?" Mandy looked around the room, trying to spot her father.
"He's visiting Griffin. He won't be home in a while." Griffin was Mandy's older brother who was now in college.
"Okay," Mandy sighed disappointed, "Then I guess I'll go."
"Do you need me to drive you?" Her mom asked.
"No, it's ok. I can walk."
"Don't be late," Mandy's mom said walking her to the door.
"I won't." Mandy closed the door behind her and started walking down the steps of her house.
Rushing up to her new school, Mandy looked around she didn't see anyone she knew. Until….
"MANDY! Mandy. Mandy. Mandy. Mandy. Mandy!"
Mandy turned around. "Huhfff," she felt the air being pushed out of her lungs from behind. She spun around to see…
"Guys!" Mandy smiled, throwing her arms in the air.
"Mandy!" Luna and Dillon smiled back. Mandy eyed her friends, studying every feature, afraid that if she'd blink, they would disappear.
Dillon was still very pale, her skin almost glowing in the sun like one of those teenage vampires. Her style is something that had definitely changed. The once girly girl, who wore pink almost every single day, now only had one color for every outfit.
Black. She wore a black, skin tight dress with gray leggings underneath and black, high heeled boots. Her hair was… not brown anymore. Instead, it was an electric turquoise, the ends dark blue. It was different to see Dillon like this after knowing her for so long.
And Luna. She beamed with excitement; happiness glowing in her amber eyes. Her hair was still as voluminous as ever, but now had her ends dyed a maroonish red. But that wasn't the only change… in fact, there were many!
Her once curveless body now had large hips and even bigger breasts, though she was still short. It made Mandy feel awkward, something she shouldn't feel around her friend.
Mandy had small boobs, and barely any hips. But she decided to ignore it. Luna wore a black tank top under a green army jacket. With that, Luna also wore ripped leggings and high top converse.
"Oh my god, Mandy, it's been so long! You haven't changed a bit!" Luna laughed excitedly. Mandy gave her a sour look and told her, "Have you not noticed my hair?" Mandy said picking at the strands of her hair that were now dyed blonde.
Dillon and Luna squinted at Mandy then smiled. "Well of course we noticed your hair," Luna rolled her eyes, "We meant you and your style hasn't changed. You're still the quirky, girly girl we love!" Mandy laughed and blushed a bright pink.
"So," Mandy wondered, "Any drama this year?"
Mandy's question of course got her a sarcastic response. "Mmm . . . drama? No I don't believe there could be any drama at this school," Luna said sarcastically, "Of course there's drama! Like I don't know . . . Chloe, Chloe, Chloe, . . . just Chloe.
"Any other new students this year?" Mandy asked curiosity getting the best of her.
"Including you and this new kid," Luna smiled, "He's an exchange student from London just like you! What's his name? Liam?"
"Liam Dwyer, I think that's his name," Dillon agreed. Luna nodded and kept babbling about this new kid, even though Mandy wasn't really listening. She was too anxious about her first day.
"Well, we should probably head to class," Dillon said.
"Yeah you're right," Luna nodded heading into the school, Mandy following behind them.
"How's your family?" Dillon asked, curious of what could have possibly happened over the years.
"Pretty good, my mom just-"
"MANDY!"
Mandy looked behind her only to be lifted off the ground, suddenly spinning in the air, her waist held by firm hands. Mandy looked down at the person spinning her and smiled, "Matt!" Matt Anderson. One of her good friends from kindergarten.
He looked so much different. Instead of his natural dark brown hair flat against his forehead, his hair was now in a brush up style. His bright green eyes stared back at her, a spark of excitement gleaming in them. His voice had deepened and he had grown a foot or two taller. Matt slowly brought Mandy back to the ground, his hands still on her waist.
"Oh my gosh, Mandy! It's really you, you're really here! You look different, but like a good different! Wow. You look amazing."
Mandy giggled, "It's so good to see you Matt! I've missed you so much."
Walking up behind Matt, a tall muscular boy interrupted them, "Hate to interrupt this 'touching' moment but we need to head to class." His voice was smooth with a slight british accent.
"It's okay, I'll meet you there," Matt shooed him away. The boy rolled his eyes and walked past them.
"He seems nice," Mandy said sarcastically.
"That's my friend Liam, he's …. shy," Matt grinned.
BRING! BRING! BRING!
"Come on, we should hurry and get to class," Matt smiled, holding out his hand. Mandy smiled back and squeezed Matt's hand as they walked to their first class.
Walking into the classroom, Mandy looked around. Most the seats were already taken and the only bench left was in the front of the class. Mandy took a seat as Luna and Dillon sat beside her. From behind, Mandy felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned her head slightly and smiled. Sitting in the bench behind her was Matt and Liam.
"Good morning class," the teacher smiled, "We have a new student, her name is Mandy Owen, would you like to introduce yourself?"
"Sure," Mandy grinned standing up, "Well, my name's Mandy Owen. Im 16. And I just transferred from London."
"How interesting! What's London like?" The teacher asked curiously.
"Well …. It's very beautiful! But sometimes it can get kinda cold. Once the snow was up to my thighs! I practically lost my little sister in there," Mandy laughed to herself causing the rest of the class to laugh with her.
"Well thank you for introducing yourself, I'm Miss Bustier, now I'd like to start class," Miss Bustier crossed her arms, anxious to start the day.
"Oh, of course!" Mandy blushed and sat down, getting ready for the long day she was about have.
*Luna's POV*
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Slapping her phone with a groan, Luna sat up.
"Stupid alarm," she said groggily, she looked around her room, it was a mess as usual. "Well I know what I'm doing tonight, cleaning," Luna quickly changed out of her pajamas and into her favorite clothes and started to get ready.
After finishing getting ready Luna saw her reflection and flinched, the girl staring back at her, well she didn't recognise her. The girl staring back was an ugly, fat girl. She knew she should love her body, "be proud of it," they say. But that was really hard to do when you were built to be bigger. Wide hips, and a being short didn't mix well. She tried her hardest to become someone she wanted to be, to look the way she wanted but, people never look how they want. Some people see a beautiful girl while she sees a monster. Something ugly and one of the most unattractive people ever.
"Luna you're going to be late," Richard's voice broke through her thoughts.
She looked over at the small kwami, wondering how she of all people had gotten a kwami like him. He was almost all orange except for his black ears, paws, snout, and tail. He had light red eyes and his ears were almost bigger than his face.
"Yeah, yeah, I know! Don't get to foxy mister," Luna smirked at her joke.
"Why did I have to get passed on to YOU?!" he said dramatically pretending to faint.
"Calm down Drama King it could be worse."
"How's that?" Renard said putting his tiny paws on his hips.
"You could have been given to Chloe."
"Oh yeah, you're right. But if I was given to her, think about all the milk I'd get!" Richard said resting his head on his paws dreamily.
"Pffff, you and your milk." Luna laughed opening her bag as he flew in, "Well we have a long day ahead of us."
Down in the kitchen, Luna's mom was doing the dishes. Her light brown hair was pulled up in a messy bun. She wore a tank top and sweatpants. Her dark brown eyes looked at Luna as she walked in, giving her a sweet smile.
Luna sat down to eat and watched her father walk in. He walked over to her mother and gave her a quick kiss good morning. He wore a T-shirt and some black basketball shorts. His hair was gray and black with a part at the side, his hair flipped over his head like a wave.
Luna's father, Neil, wasn't really her father, she had never met her real dad when she was old enough to remember. But her mom had a box of his old stuff she had given to Luna. Inside that box was the fox Miraculous, but she doesn't use it unless she has too. Luna's step-dad had raised her, he was there at her piano recitals, cheering her on. He was always there when she was hurt or when she needed someone. Luna has and always will call her step-dad her real dad.
"Luna, guess what?" Luna's mom said as she dried off her hands.
"Umm, a meteoroid is plummeting towards Earth and we only have 24 hours to live?" Luna joked sarcastically.
"No silly, Mandy has moved back to Paris and today is her first day of school. At your school!"
"You're joking right?!" Luna asked after almost spitting out her orange juice.
"Nope!" Luna's mom laughed, a large smile on her face.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?!" Luna exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air.
"Because I didn't want you passing up on studying for that big test of yours to go see your friend, now you're going to be late so you better head out soon."
"Right, but before I go, where's Ray? Shouldn't he be up already?"
"You're brother has a fever and can't go to school today, so I'll be taking care of him. Now go!" Luna's mother shooed her out of the kitchen.
Luna rushed out of the door excited to see her friend again. She quickly texted Dillon to meet her at the usual spot and that Mandy was coming back.
Once Dillon and Luna met up they headed to school chattering like squirrels about to get food.
"I wonder how much has changed," Dillon stated curiously.
"Same. I bet she won't even recognize us," Luna agreed, "This is going to be a tough semester for us all with Chloe around."
"Everyday is hell with Chloe around," Dillon said making both of them laugh. Finally walking up the front steps of the school, Luna and Dillon decided to wait for Mandy.
"Hey, have you heard that new Twenty-" Luna started but stopped when a boy crashed into her. Luckily, before Luna stumbled to the ground, the boy who ran into her caught her. "Are you okay?" the boy asked, "I'm so sorry!" Luna looked up and realized it was Matt, one of her friends.
"I'm fine," Luna stated standing up out of his arms, "So Mr. Loverboy? Do you know that your old crush is coming here today?"
"Umm n…. wait . . . are you talking about Mandy?"
"Yes I am" When seeing the look on Matt's face, Luna immediately chucked and gave him a cheeky grin.
"She finally came to her senses and realized that Paris is way better than London will ever be," Luna joked.
"Yeah she did!" Dillon laughed.
"Well Liam's waiting for me, I should probably go," Matt said, about to head into the school.
"You don't want to say hi to Mandy?" Dillon crossed her arms.
"I will, I will . . . but not now," Matt smiled mischievously. As Matt walked into the school, Luna looked at Dillon and grinned.
"Let's hide and surprise Mandy," Luna giggled mischievously. Dillon grinned back as the hid behind one of the pillars beside the steps. After a little while of waiting, Luna spotted Mandy. She looked so much different. The once slim and short girl she used to know was now tall and muscular. She felt ashamed of her curved and short body. Before Mandy could walk into the building, Luna and Dillon tackled her from the back, squeezing her half to death screaming, "MANDY! Mandy. Mandy. Mandy. Mandy!" Letting go, Mandy spun around and smiled, "Guys!"
"Mandy!" Luna and Dillon smiled at her.
"Oh my god, Mandy, it's been so long! You haven't changed a bit!" Luna teased.
"Have you not noticed my hair?" Mandy asked picking at the strands of her now dyed blonde tips.
Luna chuckled lightly, squinting at Mandy. "Well of course we noticed your hair," Luna rolled her eyes, "We meant you and your style hasn't changed. You're still the quirky, girly girl we love!"
Mandy snorted adorably, her face a slight pink.
"So," Mandy wondered, "Any drama this year?"
"Mmm . . . drama? No I don't believe there could be any drama at this school," Luna said sarcastically, "Of course there's drama! Like I don't know . . . Chloe, Chloe, Chloe, . . . just Chloe.
"Any other new students this year?" Mandy asked curiously.
"Including you and this new kid," Luna smiled, "He's an exchange student from London just like you! What's his name? Liam?"
"Liam Dwyer, I think that's his name," Dillon guessed. Luna nodded and told Mandy more information about Liam, even though she knew Mandy wasn't listening.
"Well, we should probably head to class," Dillon said.
"Probably," Luna said. Then the three girls walked into the school, ready for any challenges they would face.
*DILLON'S POV*
Dillon lay on her bed, staring up at the blank ceiling. As every other day, Dillon would wait for her annoying alarm clock to turn on. She was exhausted but had no idea why. Her head was banging, and her body felt like she was sinking in thick water.
Beep-beep …. Beep-beep ….
Dillon groaned and sat up slowly. Even though she felt like crap, she still had to go to school. Dillon picked up her phone and switched off her alarm. She looked at her reflection through her phone glass and shuddered. She hated her body. She moved her short blue bangs out of her face and picked out a red and black striped shirt. Dillon pulled on her ripped jeans and slipped on her favorite red vans. She snatched her black beanie from her cabinet and placed it over her hair, only leaving her bangs hanging out. Dillon sighed and headed into the hallway. Her mother was in the kitchen frying some eggs, her bright red hair pulled into a high ponytail.
"Morning Dil, want some eggs?" She asked moving the eggs around in the pan.
"No I'm fine," Dillon groaned. Her mother put her hands on her hips.
"Eat."
Dillon rolled her eyes and took a seat at the counter. Suddenly, the front door opened and Dillon's step-father, Derek, walked into the house, a pile of newspaper cradled in his hands.
"Morning Dillon," Derek walked into the kitchen, giving Dillon's mom a small kiss on the cheek. Dillon rolled her eyes.
"Derek," Dillon frowned. Derek sighed and placed the newspapers on the table.
"Why can't you just call me Dad?"
"Because you're not my DAD!" Dillon sneered, with that Dillon spun around sulking out of the front door.
*AT MARIONETTE'S HOUSE*
When Marinette walked into her room, she noticed a crumpled up note in her bag. Curious, she picked it up and uncrumpled it. Quickly she skimmed over it, but it didn't make sense so she read it again.
Marinette was still confused and read it one more time. What did it mean 'New Miraculous'? And, what war?
"Tikki," she called, "You better take a look at this." Tikki flew over to read the note Marinette was holding.
"A war?" Tikki gasped reading more, "New . . . Miraculous users?" It looked like she was going to faint.
"I need to warn Chat-!" Marinette said putting the note on her desk but Tikki grabbed her arm.
"No, we need to find the Great Guardian, than Chat Noir."
Marinette nodded and held open her jacket. Tikki flew in as Marinette rushed downstairs.
"So where is the Great Guardian?" Marionette whispered aware of her parents.
"I'll show you," Tikki whispered back. Than Marinette and Tikki were off to find the Great Guardian. Whoever the new miraculous users were, Marinette hoped they knew what they were doing.
So Yeeeaaah! We hope you like it!
-Bobcat and Roocat