What would happen if I told you that this ain't your usual story?
Would you quit if I said this story tells you about the rise of a villainess? Would you shake your head in disgust when you hear that I used people's emotions to make them minions?
Would you believe me if I told you I was the real hero of this tale?
Whether you believe me or not, I tell this story from my point of view! Soon you will know the name Pavona and well...
You better keep those emotions in check!
Chapter 2: Strange Little Creature
"Please wake up Roux...don't go."
"We're sorry for bothering you! Just wake up please."
Felix and Adrien were both crying as they held onto their mothers as Solange picked up the small girl with a panicked stricken look on her face. Blood was seeping down her face onto her dress from the gash on her forehead. This was a given since she had taken a swan dive off the staircase after running away from the young boys. The guest started to murmur and whisper among themselves as Gabriel ran over to see what was going on.
"That poor girl..."
"I heard she got chased by those rowdy Agreste boys."
"I knew something about them was bad. Now they may have just killed that girl."
These comments made Adrien cry harder into Emilie's dress and Felix hold Amelie's hand harder. Both of them felt guilty enough for making the girl cry, but now they didn't want to prospect of knowing that they killed the first girl to ever show them kindness to. Gabriel glared at the crowd before giving Solange a sadden face.
"The ambulance is on their way. In the meantime, let's move Roux to a guest room and make sure to keep the blood from flowing."
"Bless you Gabriel, you are a saint." Solange said, being lead to a nearby room. "I will never forget this."
He turned to Emilie, whom was caressing Adrien's crying form. "Take Adrien and Felix to their room, we need to have a chat with them about how this happened."
Adrien looked up at his father. "Is Roux going to be okay? I'm sorry that we made her get hurt!"
Emilie hugged Adrien. "Roux is going to be alright Adrien. Although her face may be scarred forever though."
It was a deep blue creature of some sort. It had a small pale crimson circle on the center of its forehead, and pale crimson eyes with dark blue sclerae. The mouth was a plum color and contains rows of teeth on the top and the bottom. It's tail, reminiscent of that of a real peacock, contained five feathers. The eyes of the feathers are pale crimson, with a black interior and a dark blue exterior. It also had three feathers coming out from behind its head, the central one of which is longer than those to its left and right.
The creature smiled down at the bewildered female and flew to her face. "Hi there human, you look different from my last owner. What's your name?"
"R-R-Roux..." She stuttered out, eyes still popped out of her sockets,
"Roux huh? Nice name! I am Duusu, the Kwami of Emotion and of the Peacock Miraculous. Congratulations, you are now the wielder of the miraculous power I now bestow upon you!"
"Emotion? Peacock? What the heck are you talking about? Did I hit my head a couple of times?" She stood up, examining the brooch. "I'm not one for jewelry so I might as well put this back."
"No please! I haven't been released in so long! I wanna see the sun, look at cute couples, and eat as many blueberries as I can!" The Kwami flew up to the girl's face, tears running down his face. "My powers are quite immense too! I can grant you the ability to control people's emotions, make your own minions, and you get a cool outfit when you transform!"
"Wait...did you say minions?" Roux stopped herself from placing the brooch back into the box. "You're joking right? No one can create life just like that unless you were a God or something."
Duusu shrugged. "Something like that, but only over the field of emotions. My powers allow you to make amoks, by infusing an emotion with the feathers given to you in the fan when you summon it. These amoks get tied to that emotion and whatever you place them in and become living, breathing creatures. My previous masters and mistresses used my power to create armies for their allies, spies for assignments, or to enhance another miraculous welder's power. It's quite the ability if I do say so myself."
"One that can be useful if used by the right person, am I right?" Roux mused, fingering the brooch now. This could be her chance to make something of her life, to get back at those who messed with her, and to secure a future that would benefit her desire for a world with less crime. Grinning, she placed the brooch on her shirt and gazed at herself in the mirror.
Duusu watched with glee. "So does that mean you accept my help?"
"Now hold on, Duusu was it, I never agreed to working with you." The kwami flew by her, a confused look on his face. "I need to see that what you're telling me is right, a test run if you will of your powers. Allow me access to them and maybe I'll consider an alliance with you. You are a strange little creature, you know."
"Sure thing! I can do that! All you have to say is "Duusu, spread my feathers" to activate my powers!"
"In that case, DUUSU, SPREAD MY FEATHERS!"
The kwami laughed as he was sucked inside the brooch. A flash of blue light enveloped Roux as feathers flew around her body. Her skin turned bright blue along with her eyes. A long dark blue dress formed around her body with black stockings on her legs. Matching deep blue boots fit on her feet while a nice blue hat was placed on her head. Her nails grew longer and sharper, her lips had a nice light purple hue to them, and teardrop shaped marks appeared under her eyes. To finish off the transformation, a fan popped into existence in her hands.
Roux saw herself in the mirror and smirked, feeling the power of emotion course through her body. It was exhilarating, it was as if she could sense the raw emotion of everyone in the city. There was anger, sadness, happiness, fear, and so many more coming from all directions. If this was the full weight of her power, she was going to enjoy this.
"Duusu was right, and Paris is in for a heck of a ride."