i was wrong, the big changes happen next chapter.

Volpina; thanks for the fixed translations!much appreciated. i was able to copy and paste them into word from your reviews of the original story.

anyway... enjoy the chapter.

~inudigifan201


Ch, 4. Invasion

"I can't believe you actually ate a cookie." Adrien combed his hair with a smile.

Plagg spit out the mouthwash he was sloshing in his mouth. "She shoved it in my mouth."

Adrien rolled his eyes, continuing his smile. "And It didn't kill you."

Plagg grumbled. "Are you ready for school yet?"

Adrien placed the comb on the counter and gave himself another look over. He smiled and finger gunned the mirror. "Looking good Agreste."

Plagg rolled his eyes.

A few moments later, Adrien closed his bedroom door behind him and began to walk to the door to the limo for school.

"Ah, Adrien." A voice caught his attention. "Off to school?"

He looked behind him and saw Mr. Bianchi leaning on a column sipping on a glass of wine.

Adrien's eyes darted around the room. "Yes sir." He was polite.

The man gave him a vile smile. "Have a good day."

Adrien raised an eyebrow. "Um…" He shrugged. "Thanks."

He then continued on his way and climbed into the limo waiting for him. something was off. He shrugged and sighed as he sat his bag down and grabbed the apple the gorilla was offering to him. "Thanks." He smiled at his body guard and took a bite.

The limo rolled up to the school. Adrien stepped out and tossed his apple core into a nearby trash can as the screams of fangirls came to his ears. He rolled his eyes and put on his best fake smile. His run-in with his father's rival still had him concerned… until he noticed the fangirls weren't running him over.

There he was, Lucas! Smiling, signing autographs, posing for pictures and… walking to the school.

"Lucas!" Adrien ran to catch up to him.

Lucas gazed back and gave the blonde a wicked smile. "Adrien."

"What are you doing here?" Adrien scowled.

Lucas looked around puzzled. "Did I steal your fans?" He chuckled. Adrien rolled his eyes and shrugged signaling he didn't care. Lucas shrugged. "Pa-pa thought it in my best interest I attend school." He looked around. "Do you go here?" He licked his lips. "Does your little designer friend go here too?"

Adrien grabbed him by the shirt collar. "Even think about touching Marinette and I will personally send you to the nurse." He warned.

Lucas put his hands up in the air. "Wouldn't dream of it." He licked his lips again. "Unless she wants me to."

Adrien let go and rolled his eyes. "Didn't you learn anything from yesterday?"

The fangirls that had gathered were drooling over the sudden change in Adrien's demeanor.

"Adrien's so bad." One girl swooned.

"He looked like he was about to kill Lucas." Another sighed dreamily.

"Who's Marinette?" Another asked.

"Hey girl!" Alya's voice came to Adrien's ears.

He smiled and turned around. Alya could only be talking to one person. His princess.

Marinette smiled as she brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. Speaking of her hair, she left it down! It was down and the wind was blowing it gently to the side and a little bit in her face. She wore a light pink blouse that had the sleeves cut off to show her muscles. A white skirt with a soft pink ribbon that matched her blouse for a belt covered her lower half with a pair of light pink leggings that went down just past her knees, and her normal pink flats and purse to complete the look.

"Hey Alya." She waved.

Lucas licked his lips and slithered over to the girls before Adrien even knew he noticed her. He was too busy thinking to himself that he was the luckiest guy in the world.

"Mia Bella." Lucas waved.

Alya raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"

Marinette groaned. "What are you doing here?" She crossed her arms.

He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Your beauty called to me."

Marinette rolled her eyes as she walked past him. "Lose that number."

Alya joined her on the stairs. "You know that creep?"

Marinette groaned again. "Unfortunately." She sighed. "He's a model that works with Adrien."

"Morning ladies." Adrien gave them a small bow.

Alya giggled. "Someone had extra gentleman o's this morning."

"More like flirty o's." Marinette smiled and spoke under her breath.

He came back up and gave her a wink. "I only flirt with you Princess."

Marinette blushed profusely.

He gave a light chuckle. "Too much?"

She shook her head. "I'm just not used to it yet."

He nodded. "Sorry, I'll dial it down."

Alya looked between them and raised an eyebrow. "Did I miss something?"

Marinette and Adrien chuckled a little. He scratched the back of his head while she fiddled with her purse strap. Both blushing profusely. "We started dating." They explained.

Alya gave them a smirk and crossed her arms. "Well, it's about time." She then looked around. "Where's Nino, he owes me money."

Adrien blinked for a second. "What, why?"

Marinette paled. "You two bet on us?"

Alya nodded.

Lucas slithered next to Marinette. "Perhaps you can give me a tour Mia Bella."

She raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

Lucas smiled wide. "I go here now."

Adrien put a hand on Lucas' shoulder. "You ladies go on to class. I'LL show Lucas around." He smiled at the girls and then scowled at Lucas. "And take you to your own class." He growled under his breath.

"Down Kitty." Lucas put his hands in the air and chuckled.

Adrien grumbled as he rolled his eyes.

Sunlight poured into Mr. Agreste's office as he sifted through the pictures from the previous day's photoshoot. He sighed as he sat back in his chair and rubbed his temples. He couldn't use any of the pictures.

Mr. Bianchi walked in with a smug smile that oozed over his entire body. His smugness only furthered Mr. Agreste's irritation.

"What do you want Maxwell?" Mr. Agreste groaned.

Mr. Bianchi hummed as he held up a picture of his own son from the day before. "My son is a sexy beast no?"

Mr. Agreste rolled his eyes, but a small smile graced his face. "But my son got the girl." He held up a picture of his own son and his quite possible future daughter-in-law in a lover's embrace. He half chuckled as he set the photo back down. "And my son can sell anything with his clothes on."

Mr. Bianchi huffed as he stuffed the picture into his suit. "My son is the better lover."

Mr. Agreste rolled his eyes again. "The boys are 15." He rubbed his temples again. "What kind of example are you setting for Lucas by letting his hormones run wild?" He groaned. "He's just like you when we were their age."

Mr. Bianchi shrugged. "And Adrien is just like you, even if you can't see it."

Mr. Agreste gave his old rival a sly smile. "Actually, Adrien is just like his mother."

"No," Mr. Bianchi matched his expression. "He's just like you."

Adrien grumbled under his breath as Lucas flirted with every girl they came across. Finally, they came to Adrien's class room. A smile graced his face as he turned back to his rival. "Think you'll be able to find your room on your own? The bell is about to ring."

Lucas looked down at his schedule and looked up at the door. "This is my room." He showed his blonde companion the paper. "Says so right here."

Adrien's eye twitched as they both walked into the room. He took his seat next to his best friend and laid his head on the desk.

Nino raised an eyebrow. "Bro, you ok? Who's the new guy? Your cousin?"

Adrien glanced up at him. "Please don't put me and Lucas in the same category. No, we're not related." He put his head back down. "Today started out so great… what did I do to deserve this torture?"

Lucas smiled as he looked over the class to try to find a seat. He slid next to Marinette before Alya could sit down. "Nice to see you again Mia Bella."

"Ugh." Marinette rolled her eyes. "You don't give up do you?"

Lucas shrugged as his smile beamed.

"I have a boyfriend." She crossed her arms. "Now find another seat. My best friend sits there."

Alya had her arms crossed and was tapping her foot. "There's a seat up there." She pointed to the back of the room next to the other new student named Lila. "Why don't you go flirt with that girl?"

Lucas glanced up and looked Lila over. He then looked back at Alya. "Not my type."

Adrien scoffed. "And here I thought every girl was your type."

Lucas smiled again and shrugged. "Not true, I do have a type." He wiggled his eyebrows at Marinette.

She audibly gaged and turned her attention to the chalk board as the teacher was writing on it.

Adrien rolled his eyes and held his tongue so he wouldn't say the insult he was thinking of.

"and then I said I would never be caught dead in plaid." Chloe Bourgeois walked in with her best friend and minion Sabrina.

"Plaid is so last season." Sabrina nodded.

"Even last season I wouldn't be caught dead in it." Chloe rolled her eyes. She then plastered on a smile and blew Adrien a kiss. He dodged. "Good morning Adri-kins." She winked.

He rolled his eyes. "Hi Chloe."

Lucas smiled wide as he looked Chloe over. "Molto bella." (Very nice.) He then looked back at Marinette. An idea formed in his head as he grabbed her arm and dragged her down the stairs so she stood next to Chloe.

"Get your hand off me!" She broke free from his grasp.

"Who are you?" Chloe crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at Lucas.

He gave her a little bow. "Lucas Bianchi." He introduced himself. "facciamo una cosa a tre." (Let's have a three way.)

"Huh?" Both Chloe and Marinette didn't understand him.

Adrien was a blur as he got in between Lucas and the girls. Fire raged in his eyes as he growled under his breath. "Touch them and die!"

The entire class gasped.

"Adrien Agreste!" The teacher barked.

"B-but Ma'am!" He turned to her, trying to defend himself. He sighed. "You don't speak Italian, do you?"

"No… why? What did Mr. Bianchi say?" The teacher was confused.

Adrien gulped. "He asked if Marinette and Chloe want a three way with him."

The entire class gasped again.

Lucas chuckled. "Guilty."

The entire class might have as well opened a window because there was no air left in the room from all the gasping.

"Oh hell no!" Both girls yelled.

The smile on Lucas's face faded. "Rejected by two girls?"

Adrien sighed. "You're not gonna get akumatized again are you?" He rubbed his temples.

Lucas shook his head. "No." He then smiled again. "I'll just have to sweep you ladies off your feet's."

Both girls rolled their eyes. "I don't think so."

Adrien and Lucas sighed as they walked out of the principal's office.

"You know it was your fault we got in trouble." Adrien crossed his arms. "I was only translating."

"Stuff some cat nip in it super hero." Lucas rolled his eyes.

Adrien grumbled under his breath. His phone then began to ring. He pulled it out of his pocket and gazed at who was calling him. "Hi Nathalie." He gave a bemused smile to no one in particular. He listened intently as his father's assistant spoke. He raised an eyebrow. "The entire shoot?" He asked. "Oh…" He blushed. "Yeah, that makes sense." He scratched the back of his head. "I'll tell Marinette…" He paused. "She is going to model with me again… right?"

"Thanks Nathalie, see you later." He smiled wide as he ended the call. He pumped his fist into the air as soon as he knew she hung up. "Yes."

Lucas raised an eyebrow. "What are you so happy about Gatto?"

A tail and ears might as well have manifested on the blonde boy, as well as some whiskers, as he snickered. He then put a hand to his chin as if he were imitating his favorite anime character. "Oh, just that Marinette's and mine kiss yesterday was so passionate, we have to redo the entire shoot." He gave a sly smile and wiggled his eyebrows at his hazel eyed companion.

"Eh?" Lucas blinked and tilted his head.

Adrien smiled wickedly. "My father wants more pictures of me and my girlfriend."

Lucas' eye twitched. A smug smile then graced his face as he arched an eyebrow. "You do realize I could be re-akumatized. Right?"

Adrien growled under his breath. "No, you will not."

Lucas then crossed his arms and shrugged. "You are Gatto Nero, why do you not date Coccinella (Ladybug)?"

"Uh…" Adrien had to think fast. Maybe Lucas knowing his secret wasn't the best idea. Unfortunately, nothing was coming to him. "Um…"

Lucas continued to smile. "Yes, you date Coccinella, and I can have Margarite."

"Her name is Marinette!" Adrien scowled. "And not in a million years!" He smiled. "Besides, she doesn't even like you."

Lucas shrugged. "Then the blonde one then?"

"Chloe?" Adrien raised an eyebrow. "I don't think she likes you either."

Lucas gave him a vile smile. "So that's Chloe, I do not know why but growing up I assumed Chloe looked like a pig."

Adrien shrugged. "No, she just wears too much make up and is really bossy."

"So, you are not interested?" A plan was forming in Lucas' mind.

Adrien sighed and rubbed his temples. He knew what Lucas was thinking about. He knew him all too well. "I may not be interested in Chloe, but I won't stand by and let you hurt her." He then rolled his eyes. "She doesn't even like you."

Lucas chuckled. "She will, they all do." He headed back to class.

Adrien grumbled and groaned. "I have to protect Chloe now?" He sighed. "This is not how I wanted to spend my Monday." He made his way back to class as well.

Gabriel and Maxwell stood listening to the photographer. Gabriel was bored and had better things he could be doing with his time. Maxwell on the other hand was taking in the view of the adult female models.

Gabriel noticed. "Grow up. We're professional designers." He whispered to his rival.

"Doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself a little." Maxwell winked and the models giggled.

Gabriel rolled his eyes. "They're half your age."

"They're legal." Maxwell shrugged.

Gabriel threw up a little in his mouth, but swallowed it before anyone noticed.

"I said leave me alone!" A young girl's voice came to Gabriel's ears. He looked over and spotted a younger version of himself, a younger version of Maxwell and… a younger version of his late wife slap the young Maxwell across the face. He rubbed his eyes and the teenagers became Adrien, Lucas and Marinette.

Marinette stormed off to the dressing rooms, dragging Adrien behind her. Although, the smile he had on his face conveyed he didn't mind.

Lucas on the other hand rubbed the spot on his face he was struck. A goofy smile surfaced. "What a woman." He sighed.

Gabriel shook his head.

Maxwell sighed. "Remember when we were that young?" He smiled. "Annalise used to strike me like that all the time."

Gabriel rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't leave her alone…"

Maxwell dreamily sighed. "She and I would have made such beautiful babies."

"She picked me! She married me!" Gabriel almost shouted. He then collected himself and cleared his throat. "And she was Adrien's mother."

Maxwell chuckled. "It seems our boys also have similar taste in women as well."

Gabriel rolled his eyes again. A smile then graced his face. "It also seems that history is repeating itself."

Maxwell titled his head. "What do you mean?"

Gabriel smiled and shrugged. "It seems Miss Dupain-Cheng has already made up her mind on our sons."

Maxwell smiled and shrugged. "It's not over until fat lady sings."

Gabriel rolled his eyes again. "Lucas should just move on like you did. After all, you two aren't going to be in Paris long."

Maxwell chuckled. "I enrolled my son in school."

Gabriel paled. "You did what?"

Maxwell shrugged. "Adrien looked so happy to talk about school and his school friends, I decided Lucas needs to be around more people his own age. Make more friends. Like Adrien."

Gabriel's eye twitched. "Wasn't he fine being homeschooled?"

"Wasn't Adrien?" Maxwell wiggled his eyebrows with a smile.

Gabriel rubbed his eyes for the fifth time during the shoot.

He gulped as he loosened his tie around his neck. His large glasses fell down his nose as he gazed at a beautiful girl with soft blonde hair and piercing green eyes. "Annalise." He drooled.

She looked up from the poem she was writing and smiled at him. "Oh, hello Gabriel." She waved.

"H-Hi." He waved back, blushed and hid a bouquet of roses behind his back. He then walked up to her and sat beside her.

She sat up on the bench she was sitting on and continued her poem. She tapped her pencil to her mouth in thought, but soon came to the words she was looking for and jotted them down.

She sighed happily as she looked back up at him. "So what's up?"

He blushed even more. "I…I…" He pulled the roses from behind his back.

She gasped and smiled warmly. "Are these for me?"

He nodded.

She accepted them and gave them a sniff. "They're lovely, thank you."

He smiled goofily as he watched her smell the flowers.

"Annalise!" A male voice came to their ears.

She groaned as she looked up. "Hi Maxwell."

A slender, hazel eyed, boy with unruly black curly hair gave her a slimy smile. "Ciao Annalize, lasciamo questo perdente e dipingiamo la città." (Hello Annalise, let's leave this loser and paint the town.) He wiggled his eyebrows.

She rolled her eyes and stood up. "Maxwell…" She crossed her arms. "How many times do I have to tell you I'm not interested in you and to leave me alone?"

"Have my babies." Maxwell smiled and undressed her with his eyes.

"Oh hell no!" She grabbed Gabriel by the arm. "Come on Gabriel!" She began to walk away with Gabriel firmly in her grasp.

"Get away from me!" Marinette's voice brought the older Agreste back to the present. Lucas had managed to weasel his way into the shoot and tried to put his hands on her. She had kicked him in the family jewels with her high heels.

Lucas doubled over in pain and fell to the ground. Gabriel gave a small smile that he made sure no one saw. That should teach that nuisance of a child to keep his hands to himself. A lesson Maxwell never seemed to learn. Bianchi men were so stubborn and hard headed… Pig headed... womanizers.

He swore if Adrien ever acted like that then he would, would… well he didn't know what he'd do because Adrien didn't act like that. His son was the perfect gentleman. Respectful, polite… the only times he ever back talked was when he felt something was unfair or he really wanted to do something… like go to school.

Overall, Gabriel was proud of his son. A well behaved, mannered, functioning member of society. Unlike Lucas.

Marinette had retreated to the dressing room after the photographer called a five-minute break. Adrien had fallowed her apologizing for Lucas' behaver, because Lucas was sure as hell not going to apologize for his actions.

Maxwell rubbed his son's back. "Si arrenderà." (She'll come around.)

Hearing this lit a fire under Gabriel. "Why would Miss Dupain-Cheng fall for a philanderer? She seems to have a good head on her shoulders. She knows what's a bad idea when she sees one. How can you stand there and let your son act like this, oh because you act like that! He gets it from you! No discipline, no consequences."

Maxwell stood up and cleared his throat. "How I raise my child is my business. You raise your son your way and I'll raise mine my way. Yes?" He smiled.

"I have your ex-wife on speed dial." Gabriel warned in a monotone voice as he pulled his cellphone out of his pocket.

"Don't bring Lilianna into this." Maxwell backed away from Gabriel's face.

Gabriel gave a small vile smile. "I'm surprised you still remember her name."

Maxwell shrugged. "We were married for a while. The divorce is burned into my memory."

Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Didn't you cheat on her?"

Maxwell shrugged again. "So many beautiful women, so little time." He smiled.

Gabriel rolled his eyes once more.

"I love French girls." Lucas managed to stand up. "They have a certain, how you say, je ne sais quoi."

Adrien walked up next to his father with his hands in his pockets. "Well Marinette's not coming out of the dressing room until Lucas and his dad leave. She doesn't feel safe around them."

Something then occurred to Gabriel. "Why are you two here in the first place? Just to annoy us?"

Lucas shrugged. "I go where Matilda goes."

Adrien sighed as he smacked his forehead. "I'm done correcting you."

Marinette tapped a finger to her puffed out cheek as she sat at a vanity in the dressing room. Ok, she was being a little bit of a diva, but this was the second time Lucas tried to force himself onto her. Did he not learn the first time? She sighed and laid her head down on the wood to gaze at Tikki whom was finishing a cookie she had been nibbling on.

"Did I over react?" Marinette asked her tiny companion.

"I would have kicked Lucas' butt too." Tikki nodded.

Marinette gave her a small smile. "It was his junk…" Her smile faded as she sat up and crossed her arms. "Serves him right for kicking Adrien in the junk twice yesterday."

"What goes around comes around, but…" Tikki popped the last crumb into her mouth. "Sometimes you need to leave stuff to karma and not take matters into your own hands… remember the Lila incident?"

Marinette quivered. "Don't remind me." She then pouted. "But what was I supposed to do about Lucas. Sure, Volpina was my fault and could have been avoided, but Lucas put his hands on me. I had to protect myself."

"Just be mindful of your actions… and yes, you did need to protect yourself." Tikki nodded again.

A knock at the door startled them both. "It's me." Adrien's voice came from the other side of the door. "Father had Gorilla escort Mr. Bianchi and Lucas out of the building. It's safe now."

"Thanks kitty." Marinette smiled. She then stood up and smoothed out her dress. "Let's finish this shoot… these heels are killing me."

Lucas limped as his father walked in front of him down the street to their hotel.

"Just to spite Gabriel, we should get a house here." Maxwell put his hands behind his back. "Set up shop here in Paris."

Lucas gave a small smirk. "I do like the French girls."

Maxwell's smile faded. "How dare that brat reject you and hurt you. And how dare Gabriel allow it. If I ran the shoot… she would be in your arms, not Adrien's."

Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Um… Pa Pa…" He was cut off by the sight of a purple butterfly coming right for them. "Pa Pa!" The butterfly landed on Maxwell's old wedding ring that he never bothered to remove after the divorce.

A butterfly outline hovered over Maxwell's eyes. Lucas couldn't hear what was going on, but he knew Hawkmoth was talking to his father like he did the day before.

Maxwell smiled vilely. "Things will go my way from now on." A black mist covered him.

Lucas didn't stay long enough to see what he looked like as an akuma, because he hit the sidewalk running to get Adrien. But, he didn't get very far before a monarch butterfly flew into his back and a bubble formed around him trapping him inside. Sleep over came him as he felt the bubble be tugged by a thread as something he couldn't make out zoomed past him.

"And we are done." The photographer smiled.

Adrien let his shoulders slack and sighed in relief, but continued to hold Marinette's hand as he gazed at her lovingly. "You did pretty good for your first real shoot."

She rolled her eyes, smiled, and stuck out her tongue at him prompting him to chuckle. She gave a light giggle as well.

"I was being serious Princess." He rolled his own eyes.

She blushed profusely. "Your dad is standing right there and can hear us."

He shrugged as he let go of her hand but then put his arm over her shoulder. He then led her over to his father. "Father, I would like to officially introduce you to my girlfriend, Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

Gabriel gave a small snort and smile at his son's silliness. "Nice to meet you Miss Dupain-Cheng. I hope you and my son will be happy together."

She blushed even more. She could have sworn she was about to faint. Her crush, partner, best friend, boyfriend… whatever he was, just told his dad, her idol, they were dating… and he approved! She was feeling dizzy, everything was happening too fast for her to keep up with.

"Mother would have loved you." Adrien kissed her cheek and wrapped his other arm over her bust to pull her into a hug.

She sighed. At least being in Adrien's arms felt right and it calmed her mental breakdown. She rested her face on his suit covered chest. She breathed a small giggle. "You smell like cherry blossoms." She looked up at his dumbfounded face. "Did you use my body spray when I wasn't looking?"

He gave her a sheepish smile and laugh. "Yes." He blushed as he admitted.

She gave a full-blown giggle. "All that money and you use my body spray." She joked.

He rolled his eyes. "I don't like how most of my cologne smells."

"Fair enough." She pushed him away by a finger to his nose. "But ask first next time."

He gave her a love-sick smile. "Will do."

Gabriel continued to smile as Nathalie grabbed his attention away from the teens before him. He couldn't remember the last time he saw true happiness in his son's eyes. Sure, he was happy to be allowed to go to school, but a twinge of fear in his eyes spoiled his joy in his father's eyes. Fear of not fitting in or making friends.

His mother. Adrien hadn't been truly happy since before Gabriel's late wife's passing.

But now Adrien had Marinette. Gabriel was glad to see her so at ease around him and his son. Such a stark contrast to the week before when she was in his office and he looked over her designs. Such a talented young lady.

"Hey," She giggled as Adrien picked her up and had her going over his shoulder. "Put me down!" She sighed. "Adrien! I need to go change and we have homework!"

"A princess shouldn't have to walk for herself." He chuckled. "Where to?"

She sighed. "You big dork." She crossed her arms. "The dressing room."

He smiled wide and carried her there. When he got to the middle of her dressing room he put her down. He then continued to smile as he sat down on a sofa that was against the wall and had her clothes draped on it.

She crossed her arms. "What are you doing?"

"Waiting for you to change. I'll close my eyes, I promise." He shrugged.

She shook her head. "Um no." She grabbed him by the arm and led him to the door. She then lightly pushed him out and handed him her heels. "You can wait out here Kitty." She gave him a small wave and shut the door.

He gave her a love-sick smile even though he knew she couldn't see it. He then whistled as he walked to his dressing room to change out of the suit he forgot he was wearing.

It was a few moments later when Marinette walked out of her dressing room in her normal clothes and her back pack on her back with Tikki in her purse.

Little did she know she was being watched by golden eyes.

Adrien smiled and kicked himself off the wall he was leaning on while waiting for her. He grabbed her hand and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I missed you." He gazed into her eyes.

She giggled and rolled her eyes. "We were separated for like five minutes."

"Five minutes too long." He closed his eyes and puffed out his chest.

She giggled again and lightly pushed him with her body to knock him off balance. "Dork."

He smiled. "You love me though."

She giggled once more and kissed him on the cheek. "Yeah. I do."

The golden eyes narrowed as they jumped down from their perch in the shadows.

The teens gasped as they took the stranger in.

A tall man with slicked back black hair, gold eyes, tan skin, a skin tight black body suit with white spots all over and orange wings protruding from his back that flapped on their own.

"I am Monarch." He introduced himself. "And you young lady, are coming with me."

"Um no." She crossed her arms as Adrien stood in-between her and the obvious akuma.

The akuma raised his hand flat to his lips and blew a bit of air into his palm. A butterfly appeared and fly over to her.

"Look out!" Adrien called out as he grabbed her jumped out of the way causing them to slam into the floor.

The butterfly changed direction and landed on her head.

A bubble started to form around her as Adrien tried to pull her away from it, but it closed around her hand as his miraculous slid off his finger and into the bubble with her.

It wasn't long before she passed out.

When she woke up, she jumped up and readied herself to fight. Making sure to keep a tight grip on the miraculous in her hand. But, instead of an akuma, she found herself staring into a pair of familiar luminescent green eyes. Although, it wasn't Adrien.