Alya isn't aware that Adrien is under a spell. Though, she is aware of Lila's lies.
Lila clung on to Adrien. She waved at everyone and blinked her eyes a few times innocently. She had everyone fooled. Fooled that she was the one and only person Adrien loved. Actually, it was so easy.
It was a rather horrible sight. She was just all over him. More than what Chloe had done. But no one wanted to deny the king because they were afraid they'd get banished themselves.
Everyone gathered near the main entrance of Auradon Prep. All knew that there was something off. It wasn't right. But no one said a word.
Marinette stood beside her best friend. After everything the bruenette had told her, she couldn't believe her ears. But it would all make sense due to who Lila's mother was. She thought about getting close to Adrien, but she also doubted herself because what if everything Adrien said was true. He didn't really say anything to her. But from where she stood, he didn't bother looking at her. And it hurt.
The brunette supported her with one arm. Dang she regretted bringing Marinette along, but she had insisted she needed to see this for herself. She warned her.
Lila gave Marinette an evil smirk when she turned to her. Today was going to be the day where she was going to take everything away from her. She deserved nothing. And Lila deserved everything. Too bad she knew that girl was insecure about herself and didn't share anything about herself with others. She didn't pity her. She ignored the glares of Marinette's crew. And Luka. Whatever.
Adrien gently smiled at Lila.
"I met this girl that rocked my world like it's never been rocked. And I'm living just for her and I won't ever stop. Now look at what you've done. You've got me down on one knee."
As he sung, he pulled out a small box and slowly opened it. Inside was a silver ring with a signature emerald placed on it. "Will you marry me, Lila?"
She glanced at Marinette. Her face was hilarious.
"Yes!"
The king put the ring on her finger and picked her up and spun her around. He was happy with her answer. But it wasn't real.
Marinette couldn't see that. She only felt tears streaming down her face once again. So, everything had really come to this? She ignored everything around her.
Chloe was there and she wasn't pleased with Adrien's choice. She shook her head in annoyance. Whatever this Lila girl had done was the same exact thing Marinette had done to her. But the blonde found it as a way to find someone who accepted her for her. Even though Adrien already did that. Just because they were childhood friends, well, it didn't always mean she'd end up with him. She was honestly happy when Adrien found someone. Looking at Marinette and him was true love. Not this.
Everyone submissively clapped.
"You barely even know her and she's going to be our queen? He doesn't even look truly happy. Look at him!" Chloe had her hair pulled up in a ponytail. She had her signitire sunglasses just above her blue eyes and baby blue eye shadow. Her attire she decided to wear was a black and white striped t-shirt and a knee length bright yellow skirt. She still held purses and such. But only one was her favorite. One with two handles, a mix of white and brown, and roomy for all of her items.
Everyone wanted to side with Marinette. But the looks on the guards' faces said otherwise. They cheered more.
"Long live the queen," someone shouted.
She growled to herself, obviously annoyed. She gave Lila a stink eye. Then made her towards Marinette. "I know I've been mean to you, Marinette." she began.
Alya scowled at her, but the bluenette raised a hand to silence her.
"There's something fishy with this Lila person. I was wondering if I could help you take her down?"
She didn't respond. Actually, she either wanted to have another breakdown or go back to the Isle. Her heart wasn't broken there. She simply gave a brief nod. She needed to lie down. The pain was overwhelming. It had to had been her fault. She wasn't bad enough for him. She whimpered softly.
Luka put a hand on her shoulder.
She looked up at him and buried her face into his shirt once again. She apologized to everyone around her for not being strong enough. She clutched his shirt for comfort.
He wrapped his arms around her.
And Alya, she wasn't happy. Rena Rouge could say something to him, but not as herself. She was fuming.
Marinette was crying for the second time today. Second! She really wanted to kick his butt and show him that if he messed with one of them, he messed with all of them.
Ivan wasn't pleased either. When he saw MylÃne clapping, he crossed his arms. He knew she was better than this. Everyone who was ever in the Isle, yeah they got some of their parents powers, but only half. Not full control. He stood like a brick wall to avoid anyone getting near his friends. He wasn't very fond of Lila either.
Another part of the crowd. the news reporters where up on their feet. Each of them bombarding the two with questions.
Lila answered them all.
Adrien answered none of them.
Scene change
Later that night. a certain musician sat in his room with is assistant Penny. He was laid back with his guitar. Jagged frowned. Something was bothering him. It was plastered all over his face. That girl with blue hair looked familiar. Like their connection was the same. Yes, he was married to Miss Fortune, but left after her power craze. And his precious Fang. Where the heck was he?
"What's wrong?" Penny asked.
"That Marinette girl seems so familiar. I can't put my finger on it."
She seemed intrigued.
No one knew he was Guitar Villain, it how he made himself to be out of the Isle, well that was a different story. He set one of his hands on his forehead. "Penny," he began.
"Yes. Jagged?"
"I think Marinette is my daughter."
"But how could that be? You're here and her mother was in the Isle."
He got up. He needed to let the truth be told. "Please don't freak out. I was Guitar Villain. I lied to you about who I was because I was afraid of being sent back there. I can only imagine how horrible of a place the Isle is."
She seemed so understanding to him. Not only did she not freak out, but she hugged him. "Thank you for telling me."
He hugged her back. "Everytime I'm around that sweet talented girl, I feel this strong connection. She may have inherited some of my good looks," he joked. "But who I used to be, sending people to an world of non stop rock and not giving them mercy, it was really hard to get away from that." No, he knew Marinette was his daughter. He didn't know how to confront her about it. Or startle her in the least. He set his guitar aside and made his voyage to the small cottage Alya had gotten.
Scene Change
Marinette settled in a room on the second floor all alone. She got her sketch book out and drew herself wearing the crown. In this sketch, she was smiling. She was grateful for all that was given to her. Hours ago, she put the Ladybug miraculous back into the hexagon shaped box. She felt so numb. Tears slipped from her face and onto the drawing. No, no, no, no! She was crying again! She mentally hit herself in frustration.
Queen of Mean
"I'm so tired of pretending."
She felt blessed to have friends who comforted her. But no one seemed to want to talk to Adrien. She looked at the closed door.
"Where's my happy ending?"
She closed her sketch book and set it on her bed with a weak smile. She kept wondering if she wasn't bad enough for him. She longed to know the reason why.
"I followed all the rules. I drew inside the lines. I never asked for anything that wasn't mine."
She felt like she had lied to herself when she said that she never asked for anything that wasn't hers. She did that when she was on the Isle to please her mother.
"I waited patiently for my time, but when it finally came, he called her name. And now I feel this overwhelming pain. I mean it's in my veins. I mean it's in my brain."
She held herself. Of course holding herself didn't comfort her. She only missed his love for her all over again. Well, he was happy with Lila. That's all that mattered. Her suffering didn't even matter.
"My thoughts are running in a circle like a toy train."
The cottage wasn't a luxury, but that never mattered to her. She was thankful for what she had. She got up from the bed. The bluenette couldn't bare looking at a photo of him. The only thing she left out was the black cat ring.
"I'm kind of like a perfect picture with a broken frame. I know exactly who to blame."
She gathered herself together. Or attempted to.
"I never thought of myself as mean. I always thought that I'd be the queen. And there's no in between. Cause if I can't have that, then I will be the leader of the dark and the bad. Now that there's a devil on my shoulder where the angels used to be. And he's calling me the queen."
She finally opened the door and hurried downstairs. Her senses were blinded by her emotions. She gave Alya a notice before she left. She just needed to take a walk.
She took a deep breath. She knew what she was doing. The bluenette pulled her hair ties from her hair, allowing it to flow gently in the soft breeze. She slipped her hands through the hair ties and left them on her wrist. Marinette felt her eyes droop from exhaustion because she cried her eyes out in the last hour.
She walked towards the museum of magical artifacts near Auradon Prep. She remembered that day when she had encountered her mother there who encouraged her to keep doing evil. She wondered who her father was. As a child, she was never told who he was. It was devastating to her. But as a villain kid, she knew better. To show love and care, well, that didn't exist in the least.
No chocolate chip cookies and a glass of milk. For most of her life she was trying to impress her mother, but it was never enough.
She approached the museum.
As the next guardian, she had studied the grimoire for countless hours. She knew what everything was. And yet, there were some untold miraculous as well.
"Being nice was my past time."
She looked over her shoulder. Why did her emotions have to control her? It wasn't healthy in the least. She knew Alya was there for her.
"But I've been hurt for the last time."
Villain kids aren't allowed to have feelings. No love, resentment or mercy. She lived by that rule once too many times.
"And I won't ever let another person take advantage of me. The anger burns my skin, third degree."
She entered the sacred area with a small smile. The one security guard, which was kind of stupid smiled back at her. Principle Fu had requested that Marinette or Adrien be allowed in. Any others will have to go through some serious checks. She thought about the crown, then thought about the other miraculous waiting for her. Or her mother's staff. She made her decision and went towards the other miraculous that were held in glass cases.
"Now my blood's burning like a fiery sea. There's nobody getting close to me. They're gonna bow to the evil queen."
Several times, she stood in awe at each one. Or went to admire the who held the miraculous before her time. But when she felt herself getting distracted from what she really wanted, she frowned at herself. No. She had to fulfill her mother's dark desires and wishes. She wanted to show Adrien how more bad she could be. She was never given an answer. She wanted to be bad enough for him. She held her head in frustration.
"Your nightmare's my dream. Just wait until they fall to my wicked schemes."
She uncovered one of her arms and pointed it to the miracle box. It was because of this that made her life like this. How these pathetic jewels ruined her life. She destroyed the box itself with a red orb of power.
Realizing what she had done, she placed her hands over her mouth. She knew this was wrong. The thing blinding her was her emotions.
"I never thought of myself as mean. I always though that I'd be the queen.."
She looked at herself in one of the glass cages that held the miraculous that were remaining. Another part of herself showed. Her as Ladybug.
Then she looked back at the ground with the miraculous which were scattered. She walked past them all. The only two miraculous that were strung up like lights were the butterfly and the peacock miraculous.
"And there's no in between. Cause if I can't have that, then I will be the leader of the dark and the bad. Now that there's a devil on my shoulder where the angels used to be. And he's calling me the queen of mean."
She could only admire them. She didn't have a plan. But that revenge in her mind controlled her. She was going to get him back.
"The queen of mean!"
She touched the glass container that held them. Her fingers were pressed against the glass.
"The queen of mean. (Calling me, calling me)."
She lifted the glass container that held the butterfly miraculous. It laid on that purple velvet pillow. Not a single bit of dust touched it. She put it on. It was no longer a white color. Instead it was masked away into black with red dots.
Nooroo appeared. He was pleased to see Marinette, but at the same time, he knew exactly what was happening. Something had happened that led up to here. Now he had to reason with her. "Master, this isn't you. Please snap put of it! I'm sure whatever it is, we can get it situated."
She completely ignored him.
"Something's pulling me. It's so magnetic. My body is moving unsure why I'm headed. All of my senses have left me defenseless the darkness around me. It's promising vengeance."
"What do you mean, Master?"
Clearly something hurt her, but he couldn't figure out what it was. He grew more worried, but was sucked into the Miraculous before he could think of anything else. She didn't bother looking at the transformation she was in. After all, it was dark. The only thing on her mind was something more important. When white butterflies started to surround her, she held out her hand for one to land on.
"The price that I'm willing to pay is expensive. There's nothing to loose when you're lonely and friendless. So my only interest is showing this princess that I am the queen and my reign will be endless! (endless)"
She set a hand over the butterfly and watched it change from a pure white to a black. "Come here, akuma." The butterfly came to her. It flew into one of her hair ties she had on her wrist. It turned black. And a black cloud surrounded her.
"I want what I deserve."
The black cloud slowly dispersed from her. She stood in an off shoulder dark red dress that ended just at her ankles with silver high heeled sandals to complete the look. On the one arm where the infected hair tie was had turned into a silver chained bracelet. Her eyes held an evil look. Black eye shadow made her eyes seem more menacing. And the slightest details of minuscule sparkles. A much brighter shade of red painted her lips. And her once short hair had turned into a long braid that laid in the back. There were bits of dark purple there as well as specks of black.
"I wanna to rule the world."
She held the butterfly staff in one hand.
"Sit back and watch them learn. It's my turn once again."
She twirled, and gazed at herself when she did. It was gentle. The color of her skin had grown paler.
"If they want to a villain for queen. I'm gonna be like one they've never seen. I'll show them what I mean. Now that I am bad, I will be the leader of the dark and the bad. Now there's a devil on my shoulder where the angels used to be and he's calling me the queen of mean (calling me, calling me). The queen of mean (calling me, calling me). I want what I deserve!"
She slammed the dark bronze staff down on the ground, making the lights explode once she had made impact. She smiled to herself. Then lifted the staff once more and disappeared.
