"Now, Helping Hands, fulfill your wishes of helping people." Hawkmoth said, thinking of the power. "But if you wish to continue, help me by bringing me Ladybug and Chat Noir's miraculous."
"Yes Hawkmoth." Helping Hands transformed and smiled as she looked down at the city below her.
Helping Hands had a dress with a variety of purple and black shades and rainbow hair that was swirled into a bun. She wore squared, black glasses and white gloves. Her eyes were a mesmerizing red. The entire look together made her look more mature for her young age of 12.
She flew around the city and found a little girl who was crying because her ice cream had fallen on the ground.
Helping Hands landed ten feet in front of the crying girl. She used her ability to manipulate attractive and repulsive forces by bringing the girl's ice cream cone out of her hand and into hers. (Kinda like Pain in the Naruto series. The Yahiko one. And I imagine the same idea and sound of their forces.)
The little girl's head bounced up as she gasped from the cone leaving her hand.
"It's okay" Helping Hands cautioned. "Don't be afraid."
She circled her right hand around the cone, giving it ice cream again.
"Here. Take it."
The girl, frightened, slowly reached for the cone. She swiftly snatched it from her hands, not knowing what this stranger was doing.
"There. That's better." Helping Hands smiled and waved goodbye before jumping away.
Helping Hands dropped down in the park in front of a woman on a bench. She placed her hand on top of the woman's head and looked into her eyes with her red ones.
"Your problem is . . . your husband." She analyzes. "He's sick."
Helping Hands steps back and looks at the terrified woman before her.
"What . . . ?" The woman trembles.
"Don't worry. I'll fix it." She smiles kindly.
Helping Hands shot a blue beam up into the sky from her hand. The beam curled and made a path to the hospital. The beam entered through an open window and weaved around obstacles, searching for the room of the woman's husband. Once inside the right room, the blue beam entered the sleeping man, causing him to abruptly awaken, painlessly.
"He's cured." She informed the woman.
The woman slowly scooted down the bench before running for help.
Helping Hands smiled at her deed, looking to solve another problem. She moved over to the fountain in the park and admired her reflection in the water.
"I can finally help everyone." She grinned. "No need to afford it. No money is required for this type of power I now possess."
She peered back at the water, searching among the coins. Once noticing a broken locket at the bottom, Helping Hands seized it to her hand. She lifted the dangling front half of it and looked at the portrait inside.
"Hmmph." She breathed.
Helping Hands closed her palms around the locket and squeezed it. The locket glowed while repairing and was soon fixed, appearing almost new. And with that, Helping Hands sent up another blue beam, but this one contained the necklace.
A few miles away, the blue beam found the locket's owner and placed it around her neck, shocking her.
Helping Hands left the park, making sure to spread many meals worth of food out for her friendly pigeons. She wanted to help them first before her adventure of good deeds fully began.
"Hold it right there." Ladybug commanded. "I will not let you go any further."
"Ladybug, I'm Helping Hands." She said, sweetly. "I can solve your problems too."
Helping Hands stepped forward, holding her hand out to Ladybug as she moved closer.
"Woah, now." Said Chat Noir, landing in front of Ladybug with his baton ready. "No need to be handsy." Chat Noir turned to Ladybug with a grin. "Don't worry bugaboo, I'm here to protect you now."
"Ugh, Chat Noir!" Ladybug rolled her eyes and groaned. "I don't need your protecting. I can handle myself."
Ladybug moved out from behind Chat Noir and threw her yo-yo towards Helping Hands.
The villain easily dodged the attack and frowned at the heroes.
"Well if you don't want my help then . . . I'll go find someone who does!" Helping Hands exclaimed. She waved her left hand and used her repelling force to launch the heroes across the city.
Ladybug and Chat Noir fell out of the sky and stumbled upon a rooftop with Ladybug landing on her bad ankle.
"Ow." She gasped under her breath.
"Are you okay, m'lady?" Chat Noir worried.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Ladybug limped to the edge of the roof.
"What happened?" He asked. Ladybug stayed quiet, staring down at the ground. "Really? You won't tell me?"
"Our superhero lives must be-"
"Separated from our civilian lives." Chat Noir finished. "Yeah, I know. You've told me a hundred times."
"Chat Noir."
"I'm just trying to help. I care about you and want to better our strategies by knowing what's going on." He insisted. "But . . . but you won't tell me anything. Not even why you're hurt."
"Chat Noir." She got louder.
"You won't even tell me what your pain is. I have always cared and worried about you. I just want to help you!"
"Chat Noir, stop!" Ladybug shouted, turning around. "Just leave it! If you actually cared about our partnership, or even our friendship, you'd shut up about it! Right now . . . you're just bothering me."
Chat Noir was taken back by what she said, almost hurt by her words. After all, he was known to "bother" his father all the time and interrupt his work.
Ladybug looked at him harshly for bringing up such topics before swinging off the roof on her yo-yo.
She soon found Helping Hands and landed in front of her.
"Now let's get down to-" Ladybug started. "Wha?" She was frozen.
Helping Hands held out her left hand and held Ladybug in a sort of paralysis.
"What? What are you . . . doing?" Ladybug asked, barely getting out a few words.
"I'm helping you." She answered.
"Helping . . . me?"
"I feel your agonizing pain Ladybug." She said, putting her right hand on top of Ladybug's head. "It almost brings me to tears, superhero. How much more can you take? You can't go on like this. You need peace."
"Helping Hands-" Ladybug struggled.
"Call me Hope." She corrected.
"Okay, Hope. You need . . . to stop. Hawkmoth is just . . . manipulating you. You-"
"No." Hope said blankly. "I never had much. Just enough to survive. I always felt like a charity and when I wanted to help others, I couldn't. But now . . . I can finally do something for others. No need for riches or money."
"But-"
"But nothing." Hope stopped her. "With this new power that I've been given, I can now help everyone." Helping Hands smiled happily and moved to put both of her hands on the sides of Ladybug's head. "And I'm going to start with you."
"What problem do I need . . . fixed? My ankle?" Ladybug questioned.
"No. It's something deeper than that." Hope said. "You know . . . I saw you . . . and Chat Noir the other day on the news. It made me sad that Paris's protectors were fighting. And now that I'm here with you, I know what your problem is. You can't handle the secrecy and neither can Chat Noir. Your relationship is failing and it's driving you insane-"
"Me and Chat Noir are just fine, Helping Hands." Ladybug argued. "We don't need your help."
"Oh really?" Hope's hands began to glow blue as Ladybug stayed paralyzed. "I'll show you then."
Yo, so I haven't written a story in a while, so I'm probably not as good as I used to be. This story literally came to me out of nowhere. I like the main idea I had, so I expanded it to make a story. Don't know how often I'll upload parts or how long the story will be. We'll see how it goes . . .