MIRACULOUS ALLIANCE
EPISODE 9: POWERFIST, PART IV
Adrien wondered on some days how he was still sane. Today was one of those days and that feeling was stronger then ever. His father had stooped to lows he never thought he could sink to but should have made sense in hindsight, one person has made it back in his life that he wouldn't expected but was glad he was, only for that person to become Akumatized...and it could have been him if Greg hadn't literally grabbed onto the Akuma.
Adrien was already upset because he was almost akumatized. He had nightmares of being akumatized and fighting his friends and beloved, destroying the world and the moon with a limitless Cataclysm. But now the person whom has been more of a father to him these past weeks then his actual father was in the past few years, stood there as a purple and green Akuma with a huge gauntlet. Even worse, he had his eyes on them so they couldn't transform. There were times Adrien hated his life.
Uncle Greg...or Powerfist as he was called now, had now shouted to the heavens he wanted to make Gabriel pay for hurting the two most important people in his life. Adrien knew he was one of them. He wondered if the second person he was talking about was his mother. They'd have to wonder about that later. First they need to think on what to do with the Akuma. It seems to be made worse with the fact his transformation was really different, suggesting this may not be the average Akuma they were dealing with. Yet...he felt like he should do something. Perhaps reaching out to Greg, whom may still be inside. "Uncle Greg?" he asked nervously.
"Not Uncle Greg. He was weak. He gave too much chances to the wrong people. He was a fool. I am Powerfist..." The Akuma claimed. He then flinched and held his head in pain.
"Uncle Greg, there is an Akuma in you...you may feel you need its power, but you don't. It brings out the worst in you, even if you don't know what your 'worst' is." Adrien said. "Please, let it go."
"Is he trying to talk him down? That never works with Akumas!" Nino whispered softly.
"This is not a normal Akuma, there was something off in the transformation, so maybe this time..." Marinette said hopefully.
The holographic butterfly mask appeared over Powerfist's face as he grabbed his head. He could hear Hawkmoth's voice in his head. "The butterfly was not meant for you! Either let it go or bring Adrien Agreste to me. If not, I can cause you great pain. You can avoid it by complying, your choice!"
Powerfist just laughed. "Pain? I'm no stranger to pain. No pain I feel would be worse then the pain I felt for having failed the ones I love. Believe me Hawkmoth, you have nothing to threaten me with. And you made a mistake coming after my godson. Because after I'm done with Gabriel Agreste, I'm coming after you!"
"Give back the Akuma! I demand it!" Hawkmoth shot back.
"Why don't you recall it? Oh wait, did I do something that makes sure you can't do that? Have you lost control?" Powerfist shot back smugly. He could not see but feel Hawkmoth grit his teeth. It seems the two people he both wanted to harm most both had control issues. "You may be able to control people in a moment of weakness, but you don't understand real pain." Powerfist said. "You better watch out, because I'm coming for you."
He only heard Powerfist's side of the conversation, but Adrien knew their suspicions were confirmed. Hawkmoth does not control this one. Powerfist turned towards him. When those green lips curled into a soft smile, it just confirmed that this was Greg Cipica. "Sorry about that, supervillains just have no manners, butting in our conversation like that. Listen kid, I want you stay here and wait for me. Things are going to get messy and I don't want to get you caught in between. And the rest of you stay by him. Once I assure Adrien's freedom, we can help him live the life he always wanted. But to do so, I got to cut some strings, by getting rid of the puppeteer."
Knowing that they needed to get some distance between him and them before they can transform, they nod and pretended to agree. When Powerfist turned around and ran, the heroes could speak more freely. "We got to stop him. Hawkmoth doesn't control him but he's a slave to his dark emotions and...I don't want him to do anything he may regret later. I also don't want fa...Gabriel to die, even if I hate him." Adrien said.
"We will save him, like we save everyone else." Marinette assured him as she put a hand on his shoulder.
"We got your back, bro!" Nino added.
"It's always hard to see a loved one turning into an Akuma. It happened to my sisters, my father...but you saved them, and we'll save your godfather." Alya assured him.
"No one else is around. Everyone fled once they saw the Akuma. We're clear to transform." Chloé confirmed.
"Then let's do this. Plagg, Claws out!"
"Tikki, Spots On!"
"Wayzz, Shell On!"
"Trixx, Let's Pounce!"
"Pollen, Buzz On!"
Some multi-colored flashes of light later and the heroes were ready to go, hot on the trail of Powerfist. The green and purple Akuma was hopping from rooftop to rooftop in an effort to reach his goal. The heroes caught up and cut him off on top of an abandoned building, blocking his path. "This is as far as you'll go, Akuma!" Ladybug said.
"So, you are Paris' heroes. I have no beef with you! I am going to rid the world of a very vile man. I have no interest in serving Hawkmoth and take your Miraculous. But if you keep getting in my way, you'll force my hand." Powerfist said as he lifted the hand with the giant mechanical gauntlet. If it was a deliberate pun, the heroes were too much on edge to find it groanworthy.
"No matter whom you're after, you should not be doing it as an Akuma. You may do something you regret." Chat said as he pointed at Powerfist with his baton.
"I am NOT going to regret what I am going to do." Greg said as he clenched both of his fists. "Gabriel Agreste is a horrible man. He makes people thinks he cares, but he makes it about him. The people he is supposed to 'care about'...he strips away what makes those people stand out and then tries to mold them in his image, he ruins them. He hides behind a face of protectiveness but he only protects his own interests. Only his own happiness counts. And I was stupid enought to buy his act, but no more. I know what he truely is and if you knew too, you would not be trying to stop me now."
"There are a bunch of horrible people in the world. But we are neither judge, jury or executioner. There are rules and regulations in place." Queen Bee argued.
"What good do these rules do when they are not properly enforced, when people turn a blind eye to the suffering of others? When people with prestige, money, power get away with it?" Powerfist growled.
"No matter how bad the person is you want to go after, he'll have to be investigated, judged and put on trial. Death is permanent, and it will not allow him to pay him for his crimes." Rena Rouge argued back.
"Oh, I know. That's why I am not going to make it quick for him." Powerfist said with a wicked grin.
"You do realize we can't let you get away with this." Carapace said as he plucked his shield from his back.
"I know. You are good two-shoes, naïve and serious. You do what you think is 'right'. But you are clearly young, and you need to get a dose of real life, and I'm going to teach you...the hard way." Powerfist said as he raised his gauntlet. The cuff, which was a metallic ring, spins around and settles on a symbol, that looks like one of the African symbols Marinette had carved on the original lucky bracelet the Akuma had entered. "BOOYAKASHA!" Powerfist shouted as he fired his hand, which detached from his wrist, a long thick steel wire shooting out anc connecting the detached arm with the wrist, like it was a grapping hook of sorts. The heroes dodged the sharp-clawed 'grapple hand' by spreading out.
Powerfist retracted the grapple hand, as the ring on the cuff of his gauntlet spins again and lands on a different symbol. His fist glowed a bright green as he was enveloped in green smoke. The heroes raised an eyebrow until a green and purple rhino comes out and charges into them, knocking the wind out of them. The rhino dissapears in smoke again and Powerfist was standing where the rhino once was. The heroes got up and wouldn't be taken by surprise this time. Queen Bee and Ladybug shot out the trompo and yoyo and wrapped the around his wrists and pulled.
Powerfist dug his heels in, but he was slowly being pulled towards the heroes, with Chat moving in with the hopes of ending it quickly. But he made the mistake of coming in down the middle, so Powerfist twists his wrapped arms, and pulled them together so Chat got tangled in yoyo and trompo string. As the heroes lost footing with a kitty tangled in the wires, Powerfist was able to pull the heroines forward and got them tangled up alongside Chat within the strings. As the others tried to untangle themselves, Rena Rouge and Carapace stepped in.
Rena swiped with her flute, but Powerfist avoided or blocked with the back of his armored hand. Carapace then tossed his shield and it hit Powerfist in the Forehead, whom staggered backwards. Carapace then moves in to grab his rebounding shield and deliver another blow. But Powerfist recovers quickly, the cuff ring turning again, settling on another symbol. He grabs Carapace's face, the youth screaming in pain as green electricity crackled around his body, the sparks traveling up to Powerfist's arm, as if he was taking the power in. Rena Rouge didn't like her boyfriend being treated like that and jumped in, only to find it surprising that when she tried to whack him with the flute, he raised his free hand and a green forcefield emerged to block her. Great, transformations, grapple arms and now power theft?
However, he was only blocking Rena's blow, and he was distracted so was hit in the back of his head by Ladybug's yoyo and Queen Bee's trompo, making him let go of Carapace and drop his forcefield, so Rena was able to whack him with her flute, and Carapace did the same with his shield once he recovered enough, though the turtle hero was still panting afterwards due to the Akuma draining him.
"How many powers does this guy have?" Carapace said, panting still.
"It may have something to do with that bracelet Marinette made...the symbols on the cuff are the same she put on the bracelet, they must have a sort of meaning that give him all these powers." Rena Rouge deducted, whispering so that Powerfist couldn't hear them.
"Hey, how was I supposed to know this would happen?" Ladybug added quietly.
Powerfist growled. "I m done playing around. One final warning: walk away now, or suffer the consequences!"
"We can't do that." Chat said. His voice was so without his usual joy, energy or joy-de-vivre that it caught the others off guard for a bit, before they remembered why that was.
"Then what happens next, you brought upon yourselves!" Powerfist said as the cuff on his gauntlet turned again, a symbol on it and the dragon icon on his chest both glowing. However, before he could try out the power he wanted, a shadow loomed over the battlefield. The heroes and Powerfist both looked up and saw a Moth Swarm heading their way. "Great, more pests! The puppet master want so reattach the strings? I'll crush these bugs too."
"If this wasn't getting bad enough." Chat muttered. He never sounded so tire before. Not physically tired, but mentally tired.
The Drones all landed on the roof. All of them had the holographic butterfly masks over their face as well. Unlike with his Champions, no butterfly masks appear over their faces when Hawkmoth talks to them. So they may not know exactly what he was commanding them, but they could certainly guess. They must either force the Akuma out of Powerfist, have Powerfist obey or destroy him, and if possible take the Miraculouses. They didn't waste time to...well, swarm the heroes and Powerfist.
Powerfist didn't waste time and shifted the ring on his gauntlet again. He let out his grapple-hand again, using it to punch several of the Drones in their face with his extended fist. "You know, this power is satisfying. I can punch people I don't like from really far away." Powerfist quipped. He then wrapped his grapple arm around a group of drones, and then tossed the wrapped up Drones around, hard and often enough, for them to burst into smoke and vanish. He switches powers again, becoming a gorilla in a puff of green and purple smoke. He punches several Moth Drones so hard they flew over the horizon. He raised his fists in the air and slammed the down on top of a few moths, squishing them. Finally, he clapped his hands together, with one of the Moth Drones in between, like he was crushing a gnat, and it immediately dissolved into smoke.
Ladybug jumped up and kicked one of the Drones in the face and kicked off it to land back on the ground with a successful backflip. She lashed out with her yoyo, not hitting one of the drones, but the floor beneath their feet. The yoyo was still in place as the moths look at it, a bit confused. Then the yoyo 'revved' into place and then shot upwards with great force, knocking several Moths of their feet. One of the moths charged at her with its butterfly knife, but she grabbed its arm, twists it behind its back, breaks his kneecap with a kick, making it bend over, snatch the knife and then wraps it in her yoyo. She then shot out the yoyo in a circle around her, slashing the other Drones and making them fade away in puffs of smoke. After she thought the swarm was cut down enough, she then eyed the Drone still in her chokehold, put her foot on his back and pressed hard, until a cracking sound could be heard, and the Moth, alongside the knife Ladybug had hijacked earlier, faded away in puffs of smoke.
Chat dug his claws in the cut of a Drone, which let out a chirp/whimper sound as Chat then lifted it up with his clawed hand and then slammed him in a small group of other Drones. His ears then twitched as he picked up a sound of a Drone whom tried to swipe with its butterfly knives and ducked under it. Another Drone came from the back as he then lay flat on the ground, his baton horizontal, he then extended it on both sides, so they go between the legs of the drones. He then lifted the baton up and hit both simulteneously in the groin. The baton retracted as the now sterile drones dropped. Three drones took to the sky and crossed their arms, as if to say: "Try hit us now!" Chat extended his baton and pulled a side-swipe, swatting the drones out of the air as they fell from the sky.
A panting Carapace whacked a Moth Drone in the face with the shield. Whatever Powerfist did earlier made him feel tired and felt like he had been fighting for hours. So when several Moths rammed into him he found it incredibly tiresome to fend them off, as he tried to push it off with his shield. As he watched his bracelet he saw of the rectangular turtle patterns, there were two left, one fading out. He hadn't even used Shell-ter yet. Whoa, Powerfist did a literal drain on him earlier. The Moths were now all pushing down upon him as once and forced upon his knees. No, he couldn't give in right now. He summoned his remaining strength, pushed up and tossed the moths in the air, whom were disoriented. Then Carapace held up his shield above him, made it spin, and when the falling Moths hit it, it was like dropping actual moths into a blender, only less messy, with the moths dissolving in smoke rather then bloody bug bits. After that, he quickly retreated from the battle, in the hopes of detransforming safely, feed his kwami and return to the battle more rested.
Rena Rouge already found out a great advantage she had over the Moth Swarm ages ago. They are vulnerable to sounds. So she had to play a few false notes on her flute, disorienting the things, and then go to town like it was whack-a-moth. However, some moths recovered before she could take them out and wasted no time to go on the offensive, bringing out butterfly knives. Rena had to use her flute to defend herself and was given no time to play a different tune. But these moths were no match for her. By twirling her flute in the right way, she disarmed several of the moths. One of the knives twirled in the air, and Rena held out her flute so the grip of the dagger got lodged in her flute. Her weapon now way more deadlier, becoming a sort of bladed baton, she lashed at several more moths as more dark smoke covered the area and white butterflies flew away, before she used her flute like a blowpipe to dislodge the dagger and impale its original owner between the eyes. The moth Drone and its dagger hence faded in a puff of smoke and released its butterfly.
Queen Bee struck the first few moths with her trompo, as the fell down, and turned back to white butterflies in puffs of smoke. The next few Drones were slightly smarter and decided to fly out of her range. Queen Bee huffed as she cursed the fact she hasn't unlocked her own retractable wings, unlike Ladybug. She then shouted at the moths: "Get down this instance!" Now, while she got better at using voice compulsions, Queen Bee didn't like using it a lot, mostly because she feels a bit too bossy and like her old self when using it. But right now she was irritated and she needed to get rid of these pests. The moths landed, and she then whacked them with her trompo. But another batch of moths took their place. Queen Bee held her trompo like a professional baseball player about to throw a winning curveball. As she tossed her Trompo out, the point aimed forward and spinning, several of the moths found a hole in their stomachs, only able to look at it and reflect it for a few moments before they fade in puffs of smoke and once again released white butterflies.
Hawkmoth, having made it back to his lair, gritted his teeth. He should have known the Moth Swarm wouldn't be enough to keep the Akuma in check. But he had no other choice, he couldn't create another Champion as long as Powerfist didn't relinquish his butterfly. And it seems Greg would prefer living as a monster then risk Adrien falling prey to it. One part of him commends him for caring enough for Adrien to do that...a very, very small part. But another part thinks of him as idiot, foolish and getting in the way of him just getting his son back.
"Sir, what the hell were you thinking?" Nathalie asked as she came into the lair. She was emotional herself from the events of the day, being rightfully called out for her cowardice and negligence, her heartbreak over having failed her godson, the fact that Adrien was suffering so much. So she could be forgiven for not longer wearing her 'professional face'. "Greg is Akumatized, but it is clear he wasn't part of the plan. He is fighting your Swarm. What was your plan, what were you doing?"
"I...I just wanted to bring Adrien back to me." Hawkmoth said.
"Were you...planning to Akumatize your own son?" Nathalie asked. Normally she wouldn't accuse Gabriel of this, but she was not in her normal mindset right now. She was emotional and worried.
"NO!" Hawkmoth said. Of course this was a lie, but he didn't want Nathalie to know that. "I wanted for someone to bring him back but...I don't know how Greg got it but...I didn't intend this."
"Of all the things you could do...don't you realize that you could have pushed your son even further away?" Nathalie asked. "This could have destroyed every chance you had left, and you didn't have much left to begin with." Nathalie realized that she was being bold now, but she was tired of being cowardly. This has gone too far and it wouldn't get any worse anyway.
"I..." Hawkmoth realized he was a bit at a loss for words at the moment. Darn it. He had let Greg rile him up too much. He can't believe he lost control of his emotions and his judgement being clouded. He shouldn't have been so rash, he could have salvaged things. And now even Nathalie questioned him, something she never did before. But he knew how to placate her. "I guess I have been relying on the Miraculous for so long I seeit as a solution to all my problems."
Nathalie sighed, as if she felt sorry for him. Ok, her sympathy could still be won over again. "I was all for using the Miraculouses to bring Emily back, to make the family whole again, but if they are tearing it apart, I'm not sure it's worth it anymore. I miss Emilie, but can we bring her back to...this?"
Hawkmoth had to avoid showing frustration with Nathalie, it wouldn't do any good if she started to think for herself again and jeopordize the mission. "This is why Emilie needs to come back. She was the better of us...she is better with people. I was always so emotionally awkward. I can barely interact with people, whether I like them or not. I don't even know how to handle my own son. I know I made a big mistake this time. But I can't do this without Emilie, I can't go on without her or Adrien. I can't go on without you. I only am able to get my daily affairs in order because you've been by my side. So please Nathalie, help me save this family, because I can't."
Her face softened again. Good, it seems to work. "We are going to need to talk about this later, Gabriel..." she muttered softly. "But first we need to deal with this rogue Akuma. Once everyone is safe and sound though...there is a talk we should have had long ago." Hawkmoth could work with that. She was really emotional now. Once the storm has settled and everyone was calmed down again, he was sure he could talk her down. Nathalie knew too much after all. "I'll man the security system. If all else fails, we'll have to hope the heroes can purify this Akuma."
Hawkmoth hated to rely on the heroes. However, it was the best solution. Because while he could convince Powerfist to get the Miraculous to revive Emily Agreste, he would give away his identity, and since the Akumatized Greg would not obey him, he could hijack the wish for himself. And it had to be HIM, not Greg/Powerfist to bring Emily back. Emily would feel like she owed Greg, and she would reject him in favor of Greg Cipica. No, he would not let that happen. So he had to hope for the heroes to win. This time.
The heroes and Powerfist were, ironically, on the same side to fight against the Moth Swarm (Carapace was able to hid, feed Wayzz and get back into the fight). But suddenly the Drones suddenly lost interest in the heroes and solely focused on Powerfist. And while he was stronger then any of them, the Drones still had numbers on their side. As Powerfist was distracted, one of the Moths suddenly sported a holographic butterfly mask over his face. That was odd in of itself because Moths never did that. But the Drone turned to the heroes and spoke in a familiar voice: "Heroes of Paris...We have a mutual enemy..."
"Well, look who picked up a new trick, Hawkmoth!" Chat said with a sarcastic and dark tone in his voice. "Did the leash on your Akuma break?"
"Hahaha, very funny." the Moth Swarm Drone, whom is a literal mouthpiece at the moment, commented in Hawkmoth's voice. "Yes, I lost control. And he jeapordizes everything I was working for. I cannot recall the butterfly. But my moths can distract him long enough for you to purify him. I know when the moment is lost, we can both go our own ways, and we do the song and dance as usual again when I have a more...pliable peon to use against you."
"Why should we trust you?" Chat growled, baring his claws.
"It is clear you need our help more then we need yours." Ladybug said. "We dealt with Akumas with the five of us before and we don't make a deal with the devil for this one either. I wouldn't mind if you pull out your moths so they don't get in the way, that's fine though. But I don't trust them to have my back knowing that they can stab us there."
The Drone Moth puppet sighed. "Fine...I'll tell them to...Argh!" it was then that the Moth suddenly jerked violently as the holographic butterfly mask shifted into that of a greenish draconic shape. Its eyes became green as well. "Hawkmoth just has been disconnected." The moth said in a different voice. A voice that was also familiar.
It became much clearer when they saw Powerfist, his gauntlet closed around a Moth Swarm's head and the same crackling energy drain that they saw him use on Carapace earlier. "You know, Hawkmoth was really stupid sending these drones. Each of them are empowered by a bit of Butterfly Miraculous Energy. Energy I can drain. Energy I can use." Powerfist said as suddenly the remaining drones' eyes turned green and bowed before him. "...to 'hijack' his minions."
"We dealt with both Moths and an akuma at the same time, this doesn't scare us, Powerfist." Ladybug said.
"Maybe not, but this will...I'm losing enough time with you as it is, so I'll make it quick." Powerfist's ring cuff turned again, landing on a symbol that they haven't seen him use before. His fist glowed as he raised it.
The heroes' collective instincts that warn them of danger kicked in. "Everyone off the roof!" Ladybug shouted. As soon as Powerfist's fist connected with the surface, the building started collapsing, as if someone has used then tons of tnt on the foundation, and it collapsed like a house of cards. The heroes got off the roof, but the shockwave created by the attack, and rising dust and debris flying around, the heroes got the wind knocked out of them. Once the dust cleared and the dazed heroes got up again, they only got a glimpse of the green-eyed Moth Swarm Drones, carrying Powerfist, flying off in the distance.
"This got much more problematic." Queen Bee said, stating the obvious.
"A rogue Akuma is dangerous, a rogue Akuma with an army even more. Without Hawkmoth to direct or reign him in, he will be a wildcard..." Ladybug noted.
"He got all these crazy powers, what is up with that? He got all that from your bracelet?" Carapace added.
"When I made it for Mr. Cipica, I did research into African symbols that may have a deeper meaning, I wanted to go the extra mile. I adorned it with symbols for 'change', 'take', 'strength' and 'reach'. 'Change' for the better, 'Take' one's own destiny in one's own hands, give one 'strength' and 'reach' for the sky." Ladybug threw up her arms. "But those symbols got twisted into villain superpowers, and a very versatile one at that?"
Chat had sat down on a piece of rubble, looking at his feet and looking dejected. "Is it my fault? If I didn't snap...if I didn't lure that Akuma, Uncle Greg wouldn't have taken it for me and..." his eyes were not shedding tears but they started to get moist...
"NO!" Ladybug shouted, startling everyone. She approached her boyfriend. "Stop blaming yourselves for mistakes others make. It is your dad whom decided to be a control freak and an asshat. It is Hawkmoth whom decided to take advantage of anger and sadness you have every right to feel because he's also an asshat. Your godfather made the decision to protect you because he cares. If you got akumatized, you would be akumatized with your Miraculous, you'd be way more dangerous. Your uncle gave you not only a chance to be safe but also to give us the lesser evil to fight. So stop blaming yourself." Ladybug put her hands on Chat's cheeks. "I can't bear to see you hurt yourself. You are the kindest and most wonderful boy there is, you don't deserve to get hurt."
Chat busted out in tears. "Milady..." he then buried his head in her shoulder as she stroked his hair. "It is getting too much...I lost my mother, and today I...it is like having a lost a father two times over. It is getting too much."
"You haven't lost yet. Your mother is missing, not dead, so there is hope there. Gabriel wasn't much of a father to lose and Greg can still be saved. So please Kitty, keep it together a bit longer. Remember what we told you, you are not alone?" Ladybug said.
"Yeah bro!" Carapace said, putting a hand on Chat's shoulder. "I know it is heavy stuff going on right now, but you know the thing with heavy loads? They get lighter if you have more people to lift them."
"Let us help you, Chat." Rena said, putting her hand on his other shoulder.
"You have lost a lot, but also gained a lot." Queen Bee said as she hugged Chat from behind. "But lost things can be found again."
Chat wiped his tears off. "I'm sorry, I'm a mess...I'm selfish. I was getting worked up about what I was afraid of losing, and I forgot what I still have...wonderful friends, a sister and my soulmate. Gosh, I feel stupid."
"Don't be so hard on yourself. You are going through some difficult times. But we can fix it, all of it. But we need all of us." Ladybug said as she helped her Kitty stand up. "I need my partner."
"I'm not leaving your side. You haven't left mine either. None of you have. Let's go save my godfather!" Chat Noir said with a bit more vigor.
Back with Hawkmoth. "He did what?" Nathalie asked Hawkmoth.
"He...hijacked my Moth Drones." Hawkmoth muttered. "I can't recall the Akuma, I can't create another one, the Drones can get hijacked, the heroes wouldn't spit on me if I were on fire, I am out of options. If he gets here, he will tear down the mansion, everything will be exposed, we lose everything..."
"There is one more thing we can do." Nathalie said as she storms off.
"Nathalie, what are you..." Hawkmoth said but she didn't stay long enough to let him finish that sentence.
Outside of the Agreste Mansion, in the sky, using the Moth swarms as a flying platform, a smirking Powerfist eyed the huge building. "Today, I am going to tear down the prison Adrien and Emily were forced to call a home. I'm tearing it down, and the warden will go down with it!"
He then saw the house going into lockdown, all the windows and door slamming shut with thick steel plates. He just let out a chuckle. "How cute. He thinks he can protect himself. Tear it down." The moths swarmed the mansion, clawing and tearing at each piece of the house, from denting the steel plates on the window to leaving deep gashes in the brickwork to ripping the tiles of the roof. He could use his building-wrecking power punch but he wanted it to be slow and painful, draw out the anguish of one Gabriel Agreste. Powerfist felt euphoric at the thought. This was going to be fun.
Nathalie stormed up the stairs, to Gabriel's office, and towards a familiar painting of Emilie...she sighed as she opened the vault that was behind it, and took a bottle of liquid and a brooch. As soon as she touched it, it glowed blue...and a blue kwami appeared. He has a small pale crimson circle on the center of his forehead, and pale crimson eyes with dark blue sclerae. His mouth is a plum color and contains rows of teeth on the top and his tail is reminiscent of that of a real peacock, contains five feathers. The eyes of the feathers are pale crimson, with a black interior and a dark blue exterior. He also has three feathers coming out from behind his head, the central one of which is longer than those to its left and right.
The kwami tilted its head as it looked curiously at Nathalie. "You're not Emmy...who are you?" it asked, sounding angry. However, he suddenly switched from angry to sad. "I miss Emmy." He then switched moods, yet again at random. "But I like you too! Hi, I'm Duusu!"
Nathalie knew the Miraculous was damaged, but it seems the kwami itself was not all there either. "Duusu, I have no time to explain, but the house will be under attack soon, I need to defend it and for that, I need your power."
"No! The brooch is broken, I'm broken..." Duusu said in a sad tone. But then he sighed and said in a monotone: "But why should I care? It doesn't matter, nothing matters..." Duusu perked up again and then looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, you do matter. Please don't use the brooch and please don't use the potion. Both are already bad ideas on their own, together they are an even worse idea!"
Nathalie ignored how Duusu seems to play Musical Moods and just said: "I appreciate your concern..." Nathalie said. "But my hand is forced. I hope that this will be the only time I'll need you." She put the brooch on. It flickered between its standard form and the customized camouflaged form that it assumes whenever it is in the hands of their owner before it settled on the camouflaged form. She popped the cork of the potion and drank it. Then she tossed the vial away and spoke up before the painful side effects kicked. "Duusu, Fan Out!"
"No, no, no, NO!" Duusu said in a panicky voice as he felt being sucked in like he was a leaf in a tornado. "You idiot, you will get yourself killed..." he said in an angry tone, before becoming sad again. "This is going to end badly, I just know it." Then Duusu shifted back to chipper. "Oh well, have fun!" before he could no longer resist the pull, being sucked in the Miraculous and the room being engulfed in light blue light...
TO BE CONTINUED
Ok, I initially didn't plan for Duusu, but this chapter of the fanfic has been growing out of contorl as I was writing it and it will change some of the plans I originally had for the fic.
Anyhow, each of Powerfist's powers refers to a character Greg Cipes, whom Greg Cipica was based upon, has voiced:
-Destructive fist: Iron Fist (Marvel's Spiderman)
-Energy Drain: Kevin Levin (Ben 10 series)
-Shapeshifting: Beast Boy
-Extendable Arm: Michelangelo (Teenage Mutant Ninja turtles, emulates his extendable Nunchucks from the 2012 series)
Nathalie getting a bit braver again, but she is still not on the heroes' side, but she will stand up against powerfist now.
Also 'Spread my feathers' is not a good transformation phrase in my opinion. I chose 'Fan out' instead.