A/N: Sorry it has taken me so long with this chapter, I have been busy with classes and stuff. Thank yall for being patient. I really appreciate it. The next chapter will be uploaded as soon as possible. Thank you for reading and enjoy chapter 2!

Chapter 2

Earlier that day...

Marinette Dupain-Cheng sat at her desk, engrossed in her algebra homework. She sighed as she went over the work, then over the choices. The blunette scowled when she couldn't find the answer she got among the choices. Again, she went over the work, looking for anything that she could have done to get the answer she got. Finding nothing, she groaned frustratingly. Marinette took deep, breath calming breaths before putting her homework away and took out a project she had been working on for the last few months. It was a submission piece she hoped to have done by graduation and submitted to the college she hoped to attend after high school.

The dress was inspired by the Jedi. Marinette, well Ladybug, and Chat Noir had been learning about the ancient order Jedi since they had discovered an underground temple underneath the city. It apparently had been there for a while. According to Master Aurélie Cammi, an alien ghost that was tied to the temple by choice, the temple was once built for the ancient order of the Jedi, who were guardians and peacekeepers of the galaxy. They had been massacred brutally, leaving only a few alive and scattered among the stars. Peacock and Queen Bee were one of the few left alive. Ever since the discovery, Marinette had wanted to know more, about the Order, about the temple and about everything else regarding it. Master Cammi had graciously gave the miraculous holder her wish, as long she didn't disregard her duties.

"It's so cute Marinette!" Tikki exclaimed. Marinette smiled as she rubbed the spot between the kwami's antennae. Tikki giggled before flying off, landing on Marinette's bed. The blunette made sure to sign the drawing just in case someone tried to steal it and put it away. She sighed as she sat on her bed, careful not sit on her kwami. Her phone vibrated, indicating she got a text message. The blunette pulled out her pone, seeing that she had a text from Ayla, her avid reporter friend. Marinette's blue eyes lit up when she saw the message.

For weeks, Ayla had been applying to certain news stations in hopes of an internship. However, none of the stations had wanted someone like her. They all said that she was very immature, and advised her to gain a little more experience. It didn't make sense to both girls seeing how Ayla ran and managed the most popular website on all things Ladybug, only known as the Ladyblog. Both girls knew that many of the new stations, including the ones that rejected Ayla for the internship, monitored the site closely. It didn't make sense that someone would reject Ayla seeing how her site was well put together and updated regularly.

The text that Ayla had sent her friend, caused Marinette's face to break out in a wide grin. Apparently, the top and best news station in Paris (also the one that covered the majority of the Akuma fights) had accepted the young avid reporter to their internship program. Marinette quickly replied, saying that she was happy for her friend and saying that they should go out to celebrate. Tikki peered over the phone with interest. She became startled a little when the phone received a new message from Ayla. The brunette readily agreed, probably after class next week, seeing how she got paid in a few days. Marinette fell back onto her bed and shut her eyes for a few minutes.

Her alarm going off startled her enough to wake her up. When she glanced at her clock, she saw it was time to go on patrol. The young girl rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she stood, reaching for a bottle of water as she was parched. Once her thirst had been quenched, Marinette turned towards Tikki, who was perched on top of the corner of her desk with a smile. She knew it was supposed to be cute but for some reason it came off as kind of…. creepy.

"You ready Tikki?"

"Sure, thing Marinette!" the kwami answered ecstatically.

Marinette glanced at her door, making sure it was locked. Once she was sure, the blunette turned towards her friend, "Tikki, transform me!"

Her earrings and the little kwami glowed a bright pink. A moment later Tikki was sucked into her earrings, turning them from black to red with five black spots. Marinette wiped her hand over her eyes, creating her spotted mask and magical veil that concealed her identity from those around her. After thirty seconds, Marinette was gone, and in her place, was the celebrated heroine of Paris, Ladybug. She sighed as she felt the rush of magic that came with wearing the miraculous suit, which fit her tightly, almost like a second skin.

Ladybug opened her window, and leapt onto her deck. The air felt good against her skin. Stars were slowly coming out as the sun started to set. She knew by feeling that Peacock and Queen Bee were already patrolling and waiting for her and Chat Noir to finish. There wasn't anything that compared to the feeling of flying over the city of Paris in the cool air with her partners. Although the spotted hero had made friends with all the miraculous holders, she missed the days when it was just her and her partner.

The heroine removed her yoyo, giving it a few swings. Her face was illuminated for a moment as her yoyo glowed a bright red. Once her muscles were warmed up, Ladybug threw her arm back and threw it. The string went stiff as it wrapped around something. With a confident smile, Ladybug swung from her balcony. Her breath, like always, was sucked out her lungs as she flew through the city. From experience, she knew that tourists and excited people of Paris were snapping pictures. And if she knew Ayla, she knew that the young avid reporter would also be down there, and chasing her throughout the city just to get a good picture of her.

Ladybug couldn't help but let a small laugh escape. She landed in a crouch on the designated meet up spot, taking in the city at night. Especially the Eiffel Tower. The monument was lit up in a golden light for the tourists below. Ladybug watched with a smile as it started to sparkle, meaning it was about seven-thirty. She could practically feel the awe coming off the small crowd gathered around the base of the famous tower, which caused the smile to grow larger.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" A voice suddenly asked. Ladybug, surprised and caught off guard, spun around, her body tense and ready for a fight. Only to relax when she saw it was only her longtime partner, Chat Noir, smiling like the Cheshire Cat after he had caught a mouse.

"You know better than to sneak up on me like that kitty," Ladybug chastised after she had rung his little bell around his neck.

The blond haired black cat just shrugged. "I can't help it if you look so beautiful when you're staring out onto the city."

Ladybug couldn't help but blush. Sometimes, Chat Noir could be such a flirt but most of the time it was sweet. The two heroes spoke to each other for a while until Lady Peacock and Queen Bee showed up. Ladybug noticed something was off about the two heroes. Their stances were guarded and Lady Peacock's eyes flickered all around, from shadow to shadow, like she was expecting something to jump out of the shadows and attack her. The spotted heroine had this special ability to read people, especially people she knew well. Even though they didn't know each other's identity, the four miraculous holders felt like they were one big family. And the blue and green heroine looked like something was bothering her.

"How about we switch patrol up tonight?" Ladybug suddenly asked. Two pairs of electric green eyes flickered to her, Queen Bee raising an eyebrow. The red and black heroine had to force her spine straight as it seemed like Queen Bee was carefully examining her words.

"How so Ladybug?" the older miraculous holder asked.

"Well," Ladybug swallowed before pushing forward, "Chat Noir and Queen Bee can take the North sector and Peacock and I can take the South. You know, mixing it up for a change."

Chat Noir, with his hand on his chin, nodded like she had said that something deeply profound. "Yeah. I actually like that idea."

Peacock's brown eyes lit up, but Queen Bee still looked hesitant about it. Ladybug knew that Peacock and Queen Bee were close, maybe even mother and daughter in real life. The spotted hero pleaded with her eyes to the blue and green hero to help convince her.

"I don't know…." Queen Bee started slowly.

"Just think about it," Peacock prompted. "We've gotten so use to our partners. Wouldn't it benefit us if we each knew how to work with everyone?"

"Peacock's right," Chat Noir agreed, stretching. "What if something happened to one of us, and they had to fight with someone they haven't really fought with yet?"

"And you wouldn't know how to play off each other," Queen Bee finished with a sigh. She looked rather…. tired. "Alright. Alright. You guys win. Chat Noir, you're with me." The blonde miraculous holder turned towards Peacock and Ladybug, "Make sure to check into every hour. And tell me when you leave for the night."

"Got it," Ladybug nodded, pulling her yoyo out, while Peacock pulled out her whip. "We'll see y'all later." Quietly, she turned to Peacock and challenged, "Race you to the Champs-Elysees."

Peacock's smile became as mischievous as Chat Noir's. "You're on."

"Ready…" Both became tense as they prepped their weapons. "Set…." Ladybug heard shuffling next to her, perhaps Peacock was getting better footing. "GO!"

Both shot their weapons out and flew over the streets in a friendly competition. The two friends also threw witty banter at each other, and pushing themselves until their arms were like jelly. But neither stopped. The people below them, mainly tourists, glanced up at the sounds of Peacock's ecstatic whoops and shouts. At first, it seemed that there was something wrong, perhaps an Akuma. But, the people relaxed when they realized that their heroes were just patrolling.

As they approached the Champs-Elysees, Peacock gained the advantage by force jumping over the gap. She landed on top of the Arc de Triumph, victorious. The brunette heroine crossed her arms and cocked her head when Ladybug landed next to her, panting hard.

"Glad for you to finally join me." Peacock quipped.

"You cheated!"

"How can I cheat?" Peacock asked with a giggle. "So, why did you want me to come with you? Normally you and Chat wouldn't argue."

"I know. It's just…. you look rather tense." Ladybug admitted. Almost immediately, Peacock went on the defensive. Ladybug knew that her friend didn't like to talk about her past. It obviously made her uncomfortable.

"It's just…. there's something going on with the Rebellion."

About four months after the incident with Cole, Ladybug found out that Peacock and Queen Bee were intergalactic peacekeepers in self-exile. Of course, the spotted heroine had her theories about how the brunette heroine could open the large temple door, but it was strange to hear that the heroine was an alien from another planet. After that, Peacock had revealed that she and Queen Bee had minor roles in a growing rebellion which would fight the tyrannical government that forced them into exile. Ladybug had sworn to keep their secret, putting the two heroines' minds at rest. With the incident brought trust that the two new heroes thought they had lost but also worry that it would attract the wrong type of attention.

"What's happening?" Ladybug asked, worried.

"There were several uprisings that were brutally put down," Peacock explained. The blue and green hero sat down with her legs dangling over the edge. The people down below snapped photos but the two heroines didn't really care. "One person survived long enough to tell the leaders that the person who destroyed them was looking for… someone I know."

"Who?"

"She was one of the few that escaped the massacre. I haven't been in contact in her since the massacre, so I don't know where she is. But I'm worried that the thing hunting her will find her and destroy everything just for revenge."

"Is this thing hunting her a Sith?"

Peacock nodded solemnly. "Yeah. If she's caught, then the other Jedi hiding and all the leaders of the Rebellion will be in danger."

"What can I do to help?" Ladybug asked, hoping that there was something she could do for the blue and green heroine. For a moment, despite the peacefulness, Peacock looked disturbed, on edge and anxious. She resembled a battle-hardened veteran that had seen too much war and yet believed to still be in the middle of a battlefield.

With a hopeless yet cautious voice, Peacock answered, "Just pray that the Sith doesn't find her."

Ladybug nodded. She stared off into the distance, surprised at the sudden change in mood. Peacock stared out onto the city before glancing down to the people still taking pictures. It reminded her of when she would step foot outside of the Jedi Temple, and the people of Coruscant would gawk, point and take pictures of her. Even though she was just a Padawan. Nearly all the Jedi had become artifacts to gawk at, something that could be put on display. Now, they were closer to prey than anything else, something for the Empire to take pleasure in hunting down and killing. Peacock hoped against everything that the Empire wasn't going to head this way. A breeze blew by, almost sucking the air out of her lungs. It felt like change on the wind, a change that felt like it would destroy everything.

"Let me call Queen Bee, then we can go to my favorite spot." Ladybug informed solemnly. She pulled out her yoyo and dialed the elder miraculous. When she didn't answer, Ladybug left a quick message for her before turning to her friend with a smile. That smile fell however when she saw Peacock staring out into the distance, a sad yet hardened expression on her face.

"Hey Peacock?" Ladybug asked, hesitantly. The brunette turned towards her, the expression melting, turning into that of relaxed happiness. It was almost a sudden change, one that Ladybug was about to question but then she looked into the brunette heroine's eyes, the light still shining deep.

"Yeah LB?"

The spotted heroine shook her head, trying to clear her head of these thoughts. "Let's go. Follow me. That, is, if you can keep up."

She laughed, swinging her yoyo. The spotted hero swung over the rooftops, hearing the snap of Peacock's whip behind her. Together they flew over the rooftops, towards Ladybug's favorite spot: her balcony. The two heroes stood there, catching their breaths. Peacock took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the scent of the bakery below her. Ladybug smiled as she cocked out her hip and placed a fist on top of it. Though she had seen places all over Paris, this place was the only place in town that was her favorite place. On top of her family's bakery during the evening hour when the ovens were working overtime.

"This is… very nice." Peacock muttered. It was almost as if she was a completely different person right now from when she was on top of the Arc de Triumph. A breeze blew by, scented with the smell of fresh, baking bread. Peacock closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and imagined herself back in the temple's kitchen. She had been put on kitchen duty as a punishment for disobeying him, but Madeline had enjoyed it. The cook and she had a friendship, teaching each other all kinds of tricks. When the cook perished in the bombing, Madeline had been devastated.

Suddenly Peacock felt something tug at her, the Force called to her. All the suddenly, Peacock couldn't open her eyes. Her lungs burned as she tried to take in air, but it didn't work. The smell of the bakery faded until it was almost gone. She vaguely heard Ladybug call her name but it didn't register.

Soot burned her throat as she finally took in a breath. Sounds of explosions, death and moans of the wounded filled her ears. Madeline's eyes snapped open and she found herself somewhere…. Strange. It looked like Paris, in the distance the Eiffel Tower rose. But smoke also rose. Madeline remembered seeing pictures of Paris during the Second World War. It looked almost like this. Madeline glanced down, her breathing very loud in her ears. She wore clothes she associated with renegades. In the distance, she saw a group of her friends, also wearing clothes like she was. Madeline's eyes burning as ash clouded her vision but what she saw scared her. Marinette laid on the ground, bleeding alongside Adrien.

Peacock took a deep intake of breath and her eyes flew open. Ladybug's heart started again when the brunette hero sat up, clutching her head as if she had a headache. The spotted hero gently touched her friend's shoulder, but removed it when she felt her tense up.

"P-peacock?" Ladybug asked hesitantly. The brunette's eyes were dull and vacantly staring with tears pouring down her face. She was shaking as if it was cold but it was pleasant outside. "What's wrong?"

Peacock's mouth moved but no words came out. She shut her eyes before sobbing. Suddenly, Peacock stood and threw her whip. Ladybug called for her to wait but the spotted hero's pleas fell on deaf ears. In a moment, the blue and green hero was gone. Ladybug wasn't one to panic but it was weird what just happened. It was almost like a panic attack, but stranger. The air around the spotted hero had grown cold and stunk of death and decay. Peacock wasn't responsive and it seemed her pulse was growing weaker and weaker by the minute, until she took a deep breath and shot up. Then the blue and green hero didn't answer her question.

"I've gotta call Queen Bee," she muttered to herself as she fumbled for her yoyo. Before she could dial Bee's number, it started to beep. She was getting a call from Chat Noir. "Yeah?"

"Is everything okay in your sector?" Chat asked seriousness and worry lacing his voice.

"Yeah. Everything's fine."

"Is Peacock all right?"

Ladybug hesitated. "No. She…. she left a couple minutes ago. She just collapsed. She was unresponsive and wasn't breathing until so just sat up, looking like she went to hell and back." A thought suddenly came to mind. "What about you and Queen Bee?"

"I'm okay. Just a little dizzy for a moment. Queen Bee on the other hand…." He turned his staff towards Queen Bee who was hunched over vomiting. The video turned back towards Chat Noir. "Don't worry about Peacock My Lady. We need to get Queen Bee to the Underground Temple."

"Right. I'll be right there. Where are you?"
"Third street. Come as fast as you can."

Ladybug nodded, hung up and made her way. Something was going on. The spotted hero didn't waste any time heading towards the area. Chat Noir waved her down, since she was going so fast. Ladybug landed on the rooftop, immediately heading towards the kneeled over miraculous holder. Queen Bee looked pale and tired. A puddle of vomit rested a few meters away.

"Queen Bee? Is everything okay?" Ladybug asked softly. The blonde miraculous holder groaned slightly as she glanced up. Her usually bright green eyes were dull.

"Yeah…. I just got a little nauseated." Queen Bee muttered. She rubbed her head and groaned.

"We need to get you to the Underground Temple. There're more medical supplies down there."

"No…." Queen Bee groaned. She stood slowly and unsteadily. "I'm fine. I just need to walk it off." As she stood, she glanced around, as if looking for someone. "Where's Lady Peacock?"

"She just…. left." Ladybug answered. She was still baffled by the odd behavior of the blue and green heroine after she had fainted. "She passed out and wasn't breathing for a while. Just when I was about to call you, she woke up, but she wouldn't respond to me. At all."

Queen Bee, still looking pale, shook her head and holding it like she had a headache. "The Force...it felt like it was tearing itself apart. If it felt like that, then something must be wrong, an unbalance." There was a pause as the older woman stared out onto the city.. You two are dismissed for the night."

Ladybug and Chat Noir glanced at each other hesitantly. The black cat hero of Paris gave a two-fingered salute before pivoting over the rooftop ledge and disappearing into the night. Ladybug hesitated, glancing over her shoulder worriedly. Queen Bee looked almost like an exact image of Peacock, her mind somewhere else and shell-shocked eyes that didn't seem to be focused on anything, but rather watching something that happened in the past. The blunette hero wanted to ask the older heroine what was wrong, but something caused her to hesitate.

"Yes Ladybug?" Queen Bee asked, causing her to jump.

"Uh, I was just, um worried about you and Peacock."

Queen Bee gave a dry laugh and chuckle. "I am fine. The vision just slammed us into with the force to throw us off balance. Peacock and I had spent years trying to become in tune to the Force, trying to listen to what it was trying to tell us, and try to be connected enough to receive clear visions of the future. No one knows what they will receive when they feel a vision. What we just witnessed... I will need to consult someone about this. For now, keep your eyes and ears opened. There's no telling what will happen."

"Of course," Ladybug gave a nod before solemnly grabbing her yoyo before swinging it towards the nearest gable. When it caught on something, Ladybug swung towards her home. She glanced back and saw the stripped heroine still standing on the ledge, outlined by the lights of the city. It looked cool, but Ladybug could still see the tenseness in her stance and the sadness in her face. Ladybug landed on her balcony, right as she de-transformed. Pink sparkles traveled over her body, transforming the tight spandex into pink pants, white shirt and a grey blazer. Marinette caught Tikki just in time and placed her on her shoulder. The young designer entered her room and pulled out a piece of cookie for the little kwami to munch on. While Tikki ate her treat, Marinette sighed as she plopped on her bed, her mind reeling. What happened to her friends scared her.

Could it be a Jedi thing? If so then why didn't Chat Noir be affected as the same as Queen Bee? The stripped heroine had said that she and Peacock had spent their entire lives training to connect with this Force. Could that be the reason why Chat wasn't as affected? He said he got a little dizzy, but did he have a horrible vision?

These questions swirled in her mind as she curled up. What was going to happen? Marinette could feel the uneasiness settle in the pit of her stomach like cement. The blunette had never felt anxiousness like this before. It scared her to no end and when she glanced to her kwami, she knew that Tikki felt the same. The Chinese fairy was eating the cookie slowly, almost as if something was killing her usually iron appetite.

"Tikki?" Marinette whispered, still curled up.

"Yeah Marinette?" Tikki asked back. She had placed the cookie on the girl's desk, flying over to her wielder and laying on top of her head.

"What do think Queen Bee and Peacock saw?" She was almost afraid to ask but did.

Tikki was unusually quiet before answering quietly, "I don't know."

Marinette, exhausted from the unusually long night, curled up in her clothes and fell asleep. Her dreams were haunted with images of death and decay.

-Line break-

Exiled Jedi, Ahsoka Tano stared out into open space. Though her face was stoic and stony, a thousand things ran through her mind at the speed of light. In that moment, the Force swirled in an erratic pattern. It went slowly, like being in a pool of syrup, before speeding up like a hurricane, throwing her off balance. The Force did this for more than most of the day. Ahsoka became very worried about how the Force acted. It never did anything like that before.

The Togrutan female warrior thought back to the time of the massacre, when the Force cried out, like it was in pain or in extreme grief. Ahsoka was unable to do anything as she tried to keep her sanity intact that day. Now it was different. The Force, though erratic in pattern and strange, was trying to pull her somewhere while also trying to warn her of something. Perhaps it was the Sith Inquisitor that was hunting down Madeline Moraes. The human female had been warned, according to Senator Organa, but it was a situation where all they could do was wait. She had briefed what would the Rebellion would do to aid the three Jedi and the young, underdeveloped planet.

There had been a brief, but very fiery argument that ensued about what to do. Captain Syndulla who unfortunately couldn't be there in person, Senator Bail Organa and herself voted to help the three Jedi. But Commander Sato and the rest of the high-ranking staff voted against the help, saying that they didn't have enough men or fire power to combat the invasion that could possibly hit the planet Earth. The Rebellion was still growing and any move made this early in the operation could put it at risk. Many of the officers there wished to keep the rebellion a secret from the Empire as long as they could, so they could surprise the tyrannical government, giving them a small advantage. Something they would definitely need once they made themselves known.

When Commander Sato brought that point up, Ahsoka found herself in a position where she hated to be. Something the young woman had learned during her times in the Clone Wars was indecisiveness and being hesitant in decisions could get people killed. And now she was hesitating on what to do. While she couldn't just let her friends and innocent people die, the Commander also had a point about the Rebellion. It just didn't have the firepower nor the training the Empire had. It wouldn't have a chance against the well-trained Empire. To sacrifice the Moraes Twins and Master Turon would be one of the many deaths on her conscious. But those deaths she couldn't help.

Ahsoka suddenly straightened, her face set. Although there wasn't anything that she could've done to save the Order, there was something she could do for the three exiled Jedi on Earth.

Ahsoka turned, her elongated lekku knocking against her chest and back as she made her way down the long hallway. To any of pilots and soldiers walking down the hallway, the burnt orange Togruta looked to be someone of high command. It had become protocol that Ahsoka's true identity remained off the books, and her real name wouldn't be mentioned in secret briefings held over communications. Her face was concealed and her voice would be put through voice modulators to where it would be unrecognizable to those who knew her. Ahsoka quickly and efficiently made her way towards the command center where Commander Sato was. Everyone passed her moved out of her way, like a sea parting. She didn't know if it was the air of importance that swirled around her or the stoic, yet determined expression on her face that no one outside her unit in the Grand Army of the Republic had ever seen before. But she was grateful for the people that parted, because it allowed her to reach the command center quicker.

Commander Sato was overseeing the command center, where there was a small training session was going on. Many of the equipment that had been donated by Senator Organa and a couple of unnamed donors were top of the line. Everyone on the deck and under Sato's command was required to know how to work the equipment.

The Mykapo male turned when he heard the door open with a swish. When the two beings locked eyes, there was instant tension between the two. While Ahsoka admired his authority and ability to take charge, the fact that he was so ready to abandon the planet earth simmered in Ahsoka. With a silent jerk of her head towards the briefing room, she diverted her course towards the room. She sensed Commander Sato behind her. The entire room fell deathly still. Everyone at the console had stopped and glanced towards the two high-ranking beings. Once in the room, Ahsoka turned towards the Mykapoian, with an air of a high-ranking official who was not used to being disobeyed.

So like Master Skywalker, she thought sadly.

"If you refuse to help the people of Earth, then I will have to use my rank to order you to aid and assist them." Ahsoka stated formerly.

A hard look past over Sato's face as stood there. "I am sorry Commander Tano but I cannot do that."

Ahsoka stood there for a minute to calm her anger. She silently called out to her master out of habit, pleading him to help her with this situation. Almost as though his spirit had heard her plea, an idea hit her. It was a risky one but she was known for risky ideas.

Silently and without a word, Ahsoka turned and left. She headed towards her personal starfighter. It wasn't the one from the Clone Wars. No. She had abandoned that one since it would draw too much attention. This one was almost like a small freighter, one that could hold a maximum crew of fifteen. Once inside, Ahsoka quickly started it up, going through the clearance protocol that she herself had set up a year and a half earlier on Earth. After she had been cleared for takeoff, Ahsoka aimed her ship towards one of the few planets that she could go to and be assured safety.

She was heading towards the planet of Alderaan.