Sooooo... Yeah, explainations for why I didn't update and so freaking long is because I'm lazy and worried way too much. That's pretty much it. I got worried about Ambre's personality because I did see the similarities of her being a Mary Sue and not giving her enough trouble for her actions and the consequences it brought. So I went back on all the previous chapters and changed a bit of details on how I now see Ambre, its mostly little things but its important to me and I would recommend you guys read it too. And about the laziness, I had kind of a hard time in my personal life but now its getting better, i went back to school to be able to have my diploma and i'm glad i took this step foward :) Its actually a new friend of mine that convinced me to restart this fanfic because of how much he liked the intro (he was like : ROBBERIES YES!) and I also helped him get back to his youtube channel so its a win-win for both of us ^^

Anyway, I just wanted to tell you guys I'm sorry, really sorry for stopping without saying anything. I read a lot of stories myself I get annoyed when people does the exact same thing I did. But i'm ready to start again and I know i can do it, thank you all for not losing faith in me it means a lot.

Scarlet Lupin : Gotta say, I love your username x) It reminded me too of that movie but I couldn't remember the real term they used, so thanks for telling me. Peacock got waaay too much attitude to deal with x) I'm sorry you waited so long for an update but its there and I hope you'll like it!

Nightmaster000 : I know, his face's must be as red as his hair right now xD He might have a have crush but they're friends first so he'll probably try to act normal with her. Thank for the compliments and I hope you'll like this chapter (even i really took my time sorry ^^').

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-/-

Ambre would have never believed her life could turn into such a routine. Days looked the same, sleep, eat, school and save Paris. It was the most normal she had ever know, aside from Eno's powers it provided her.

French Literature was still a pain (though she did apologize to Miss Bustier), P.E didn't even challenged her and Chemistry and Physics had became a passion. School started to do special events for the students, one of which was a scrap-booking contest. She definitely remembered the excited squeal coming from the desk besides theirs. A girl wearing essentially pink was clapping her hands together and chattered with her goth friend. The thief had merely rolled her eyes but remarked Chloé's jealous expression. It spiked up her nerves and she observed the rich kid from far all week. Her slave made a move few hours before the competition's end. Ambre was talking with Nath when she had seen movements on the stairs. Pink was standing alongside it, admiring her own scrap-booking ready to submit. Ambre hurried as Sabrina raised a bucket full of water over the railling. Ambre pushed Pink out of the way and water splashed bits on her Deadpool t-shirt and jeans, but mostly got her hair drenched. She sent a threatening glare at the redhaired servant and she scattered. Nathan ran to her, worried, and Pink practically carried her to the bathrooms to help her dry herself and Ambre had no choice but to accept when she saw Pink starting to tear up. After that, Ambre smirked as Pink won while Chloé grinded her teeth in rage.

Nathan and her often went to stores as Manga Story and Manga Dori. He was amazed by the books teaching you technics on how to draw characters manga style. He'd even show Ambre his new drawings, which she nearly always approved of. Her and Ivan talked sometimes before classes and Pink girl, who's name was Rose, Nathan had informed her, constantly appearing to her side to chat in her acute voice of hers ever since she saved her project. Her friend, Juleka, followed and watched them quietly, a soft look on her face. They, all of them, weren't too bad. Ambre had assumed friends would hold her back from her duties, but this? This was... nice. Weird, but nice.

The week prior, it was in Miss Bustier's Poetry class that the next contest was annouced. Her and Nathan were quietly chatting about a new series Nathan had began reading when their teacher asked for her student's attention.

''Class, our school is trying out a new contest idea this year. It'll be about you students making an imaginative project about a book, a tv show, a movie, something that really passion you. It can be anything, a model, a drawing, an article, etc. You need to impress the judges by your passion and the prize is a VIP ticket to watch Jagged Stone's new performance at the Eiffel Tower next week. This an idea to get students motivated about their interests and...''

Miss Bustier continued her speech but she had clearly lost her students at the mention of the pop star. Everyone was gossiping about meeting Jagged Stone and what idea would be good enough to win the contest. Ambre was just watching everyone freaking out around the classroom, she couldn't care less about celebreties but their belongings. She remembered once when she was associated with some other criminals, they had broken into some actress's house while she was out of town. They had gotten quite a bit of her fortune that night and it had made the head-lines in Ukraine.

''Are you going to enter?'' Nathan asked her, cutting off her train of thoughts.

''Nope, not interested and I already have enough on my plate rising up my grades in french literature'' She signed while bowing her head.

Her friend chuckled. ''You can always ask help to Miss Bustier, I don't think she has any grudges against you since you apologized.'' He added.

''I hope so, I've been trying to keep my mouth most of the time when Chloé's there. What about you?''

''I might. I like Jagged Stone's music, I even got his autograph last year.'' Nathan's excitement rised a smile on her lips as he kept talking. ''I could do a drawing about mangas, I'm getting better at making eyes.''

''That'd be cool!'' Ambre agreed. ''Just maybe don't take something too complicated, Picasso.'' At that, their teacher went back to teaching Poetry and the two of them quickly wrote down the notes on the board.

-/-

Today was the day. Or whatever, because Ambre still didn't care. Though, she stayed by Nathan's side has the judges walked around the courtyard and examinated all the contestant's projects. Some had made sketchs, models, displays explaining a story from a book or a movie. She was surprised since lots of efforts had been put in everyone's design.

Nathan's was not too bad, his drawing was inspired from the manga Death Note. He was able to insert the dark atmosphere he portrayed of Light's rage as he murdered the fake L on live TV. She knew her friend was talented, but she was kind of impressed. Ambre also studied from afar the clothes Marinette (you know, the dark haired girl with pigtails) had made, inspired by a mix between Ladybug and Chat Noir's outfit. It was a black with red spots sweater, with a hood which had cat ears on top. Neat!

Despite the fun ambience, she would have been happy if the competition could go a little bit faster. Her and Nathan were going to a new exhibition at the Louve after school. It was about visual arts and the redhead had asked Ambre if she wanted to go with him. She was still awkward about going out with a friend but she had met Rose in some random park while she was walking back home after buying master Fu's essential creams and actually didn't make a fool of herself so she guessed she was going to be ok.

As the judges were chatting, Ambre heard a commotion behind them. She turned, her jaw dropping as she saw one of the most amazing thing she ever witnessed. It was a young girl wearing a light green dress, covered with a long clear brown cloak on top. She carried a wooden staff in her hand while she had shining black horns on her head and beautiful wings attached on her back. The girl lowered her eyes, embarrassed by the attention everyone was giving her but kept on walking toward the judges.

''Isn't that from the movie Maleficient-'' Nathan started but was quickly cut off by an amazed mutter.

''A cosplay. That's a cosplay'' Ambre whispered as Nathan turned to her, his brow raised at her reaction. ''Oh my god, I gotta- I just have to!''

At that Ambre hurried after the girl and waved to get her attention. ''Dude, that's so awesom-''

Before she heard her compliment, Chloé stopped the cosplayer in her tracks by stomping in front of her, efficiently blocking her way. Her servant Sabrina followed her with her arms crossed, a haughty look on her face.

''Excuse-me, but can you explain this distasteful wardrobe?''

The girl looked lost. ''W-What?''

The blond continued her remarks ''I mean, I know your family is not that rich compared to mine- no one is, but you coming to school like this? Dressed as if you from a dumpster? It's dreadful, isn't it Sabrina.''

''Yeah, it's-'' Her slave quickly responded.

Chloé cut her off. ''You look like a homeless in these! And what are even those cheap horns?'' She poked them and nearly made them fell off the girl's head.

The brunette started to tear up, grasping her headband so it wouldn't get more messed up by manicured nails. ''I- I'm not-''

''WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!'' Ambre's voice ran out in the courtyard, everyone turning their heads to them. The thief stepped in front of the now sobbing girl, hiding her from the bully. ''Her cosplay is incredible! You have no right to treat her like this just because you don't like her idea!''

''Back off, this doesn't concern you.'' The blond replied, standing proud with her hands on her hips. ''What, you're a guard dog to dorks now? Oh right, you're friends with Emo boy and all the other weirdos of this school.''

''Yeah, and guard dogs FUCKING BITES!'' Ambre pushed her hard and Chloé would have fell if not for Sabrina, who practically tripped herself from the strenght of the sudden assault.

''Both of you, stop!'' The Agreste boy went in between them, his hands raised as if to appease the situation and turned to Ambre, ''You pushed Chloé-''

''And I'd do it again because that brat deserves a freaking lesson! Did you see how she treated that poor girl?!'' People were coming closer and the judges were hurrying to them to manage the fight.

''I know, I heard what she said but violence is not the way to go with this Ambre.''

''Adrien, my her-'' Chloé grabbed his shoulder but he disloged it out from her hand.

''Chloé, what you said to Lyz was horrible and I'm truly mad from the way you acted. You know better than to antagonize people like this'' During his monologue, Ambre saw from the corner of her eye Lyz run to the bathroom, followed by the baker's daughter. ''How do you think she feels right now? You can't behave like that toward someone who worked hard on something they're proud off.''

''Wow,'' Adrien turned back to Ambre. ''You actually have balls, I'm surprised.'' He looked at her with a blank face and blinked, bemused.

-/-

Lyz Brickley was wiping away her tears, no longer caring about her makeup. It was smeared all over her face anyway, the mirror's reflection displayed her. It brought another sob to her lips as she tried to control her breathing. How could Chloé humiliate her in front of everyone? She just wanted to show her love for costumes and her favorite movie to meet her idol. It had taken her nights to finish, making her props from near scrap and borrowing her mother's makeup without her noticing. Throught the open window, a tiny black butterfly flew silently over the young teen.

If only the judges had seen her costume, she would have had a chance to meet Jagged Stone and she would have wore her the jacket she created in his honor and her parents would finally understand how much her passion was important to her and...

The butterfly rested on her wings before dissipating into them and Lyz's face darkened as a sly voice whispered in her ear.

...But it was Chloé's fault. Everything, always her, because of her. She need to pay for what she did and everyone was going to see... and help her get her revenge.

The bathroom's door opened carefully and Marinette's voice resonated in the room. ''Lyz? Are you in there?'' The pigtails girl entered and saw Lyz crounching over one of the sink. She approched her and went to place a hand over her back, ''Are you ok? ...Lyz?''

''I'm not Lyz'' The figure raised herself, her outfit complete pitch black and her skin as white as the dead. Marinette promptly stepped away from her as the other faced her with a mischievious expression on her face. ''I'm Maleficient.''