Eleven years later...

Adrien glared at the road as his driver drove through town. His gorgeous green eyes held anger and sadness and his sun gold hair lacked it's usual shine. Summer had started and his father had decided to send him to live with Felix and his wife Bridgette who were now expecting a new baby. He had to live with them because the University his father had chosen for him had closed down for repairs. Adrien now hated the French Rivera, all it did was remind him of how he lost his mother and how his father became cold and uncaring towards him. He had spent everyday of his life either at school or modeling. His father was a famous fashion designer so he decided his handsome son would be a perfect model. He didn't have any friends and women were basically all over him.

Women were a major problem for him. Sure women basically threw themselves at him but most of them were shallow and wanted him for his looks like. Chloe Bourgeois was a girl he had known since childhood and she had a big crush on him but she seemed more like an annoying little sister to him. She was always clinging to him and trying to kiss him. They dated a few times but it didn't work out. He dated a woman named Mirelle who was very nice and sweet but he just didn't feel a connection with her, then there was Aurore like Mirelle she was nice but was very short tempered.

They arrived at noon. He was greeted by his sister in law Bridgette. She had long jet black hair and blue eyes, she was also visibly pregnant. She gave him her best smile and he couldn't help but return it. They took his bags inside after his driver left.

"Hello Adrien." She said. "I'm so glad you'll be staying with us."

"Hi Bridgette." He sighed. "Where's Felix?"

"Last night he went to a party with his friends. He should be back any minute."

Just then a car pulled up accidentally hitting a trash can. Coming out of the car was a twenty-four year old man with light blonde hair and grayish-blue eyes.

"Who put this damn trash can here?!" He said angrily. "I'm alright if anyone is concerned!"

"Felix! Keep your voice down! There are children here!" Bridgette scolded.

"Oh sorry" He walked over to his brother. "Hey Adrien, I haven't seen you in six years you know I imagined you'd still be short guess you got a growth spurt huh?"

Adrien didn't respond.

"So you're not gonna talk to me?"

Still no response.

"You better say something to me or I'll..." He thought for a moment then he scooped Adrien on to his shoulder. "Or I'll throw you into the Sea."

"Felix stop you know he can't swim."

"Then he better talk."

Adrien still refused to speak. Felix did stuff like this all the things time when they were kids and he was always bluffing.

"Okay then, over you go fish bait." He took off running toward the harbor.

"No! No! Put me down Felix! This isn't funny!" He shouted kicking his legs.

"As you wish."

He stopped and put him back on the ground.

"You're such a jerk!" Adrien said pushing him.

"Alright you two knock it off." Bridgette said. "Before I throw both of you into the sea."

They had a guest house set up for him and helped Adrien get unpacked and settled. It had a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room, and two bedrooms. Felix and Bridgette worked in their own fashion industry for summer clothing so they had a lot of money which explained why they could afford a guest house. For the first week all Adrien did was sit in his room. Finally after getting bored enough, he decided to go for a bike ride through town. Is was one of those small towns with lots of shops and markets where everyone knew each other very well.

Right now everyone seemed to be getting ready for a carnival. Lots of people were building stands and getting rides ready while children were going on and on about how excited they were. Adrien remembered when his mother took him and Felix to the annual carnival they had here. His father never attended because he didn't like carnivals, he said they were too loud and annoying.

He made his way down to the beach and decided to walk around for a little bit. He watched the waves.

"Excuse me!" A voice called.

"Huh? Ahh! Hey!" A microphone was shoved in his face by a girl with audburn hair and glasses next to her was a young man with a camera. "Who are you people?"

"I'm Alya Ceasire, reporter for the super natural, this Nino Lahiffe my camera man and boyfriend. We're here looking for super natural creatures that reside in the ocean."

"Like what?"

"Sea monsters, buried treasure, sea spirits, even mermaids. These things are said to be mythical but I believe that they exist or at least one of them do. So we're going on an expedition of the ocean to look for them."

"Do you believe this?" Adrien asked Nino.

"I don't know man but she's my girlfriend and my boss so I gotta go through with this."

"Tell me sir what are your thoughts on the subject?" Alya asked.

"My thoughts are I don't believe in that stuff." Adrien said annoyed. "And get that camera out of my face."

"Hmmph! Everyone's a critic."

That night he couldn't sleep, he kept tossing and turning. Finally he decided to get some water to ease his nerves. After he finished his drink his ears picked up a familiar sound. It was singing, it was very faint but he could hear it. It was coming from outside, curious he slipped on some clothes, grabbed his bike, and followed the voice. It might've been crazy but for some reason he just had to know where that voice was coming from.

As Adrien followed the voice he was careful not to get to distracted because he was on the highway and one false move could be the end for him. Luckily however there wasn't much traffic at this hour. He stopped by a cliff to hear it better. There weren't any words but the voice beautiful. It sound like an angel, he wasn't sure if it was really there or if he was hearing things. Then a truck drove up, honking his horn.

"Hey move it kid!" The driver shouted.

Adrien tried to move out of the way but the truck was awfully close. He tripped and ended up falling into sea. The water was cool, not freezing cold but cool and clear and very blue. Now Adrien never did learn to swim but at that moment he tried to learn but the first rule about learning to swim was that you had to be calm and Lord help, Adrien was in a panic. He kicked, waved hands, and tried desperately to get back up to the surface but moving around in that panic only made him sink deeper. Eventually he decided to stop and accept that this was how he was gonna die. His last thought before blacking out was of his mother and how he hoped to God that he would be with his mother again.

But apparently the good Lord decided that it wasn't his time yet because just before he could drown a pair of gentle hands grabbed him and carefully pulled up into the surface to breathe then carried him to the shore. Then a pair of delicate lips were softly pressed on to his and it breathed life back into him. He opened his eyes for a brief moment to see a pair of beautiful blue eyes staring at him with love and worry. Next time he opened his eyes it was morning and he was lying on the beach.

"I'm alive?" He said.

He didn't know how it was possible but he was relieved that his heart was still beating but his clothes were soggy and his hair was sopping wet. So he went back up, found his bike, and petaled home.