Let me describe meeting her.

"Hello, chicken." She barked. She was standing up. (well, duh! Not like she's TOTALLY like a wolf).

She had brown hair tied in a plait that extended down to her waist, and furry wolf-like white fur up to her neck, which looked like one of those fluffy coats. She was also wearing a wolf mask. Also, she was one of those pale-white snow wolves.

Also, she has sharp teeth.

I've just noticed.

Gulp.

So, anyway, this is how it went.

After she said "hello, chicken", I said "Actually, it's Flame. And hello, wolfface" and then she was hissing and barking and running her paw over the floor.

"Actually, it's The Wolf. And fancy meeting you here. In case, somehow, miraculously, I lose to a stupid teenager, just know that I have re-enforcements." She growled.

"Actually, I'm not a teenager yet, so more humiliating for you when I win." I glared coldly.

We both leapt for the kill.

It was chicken vs wolf.

Feathers versus fur.

Oh, also, I didn't win. I was losing so much blood that I fainted. The wolf lady was reaching for my miraculous, when some random eight year old boy jumped in and stood in front of me.

"She's our hero. Stay away from her." He crossed his arms.

The Wolf chuckled coldly. "Move, boy, before I have to get innocent citizens involved in this."

"Nope. Not moving, not moving, nah nah nah nah nah!" he taunted with a mischievous grin.

How is someone so brave?

I really appreciate it, random boy, but MOVE OR YOU'LL GET KILLED BY THIS PCHYCO WOMAN!

Anyway, he stayed there, The Wolf's face getting redder, and redder, and redder, until she just used her whip on her. Except the boy jumped away. He..

DODGED.

He was more skilled than me. Dodging skillfully, while ensuring that he had me protected and that the whip couldn't hurt me more while I was passed out.

He was only hurt by the whip once, across the leg, but he still managed to limp to victory.

Random people started jumping in. Hundreds of people came to fight- even children. Well, not fight. Hold her off, while the other fifty people dragged my body away.

AWESOMEAWESOMEAWESOMEAWESOME!

Ordinary people like me so much already.

Oh, yeah, I forgot. I woke up in hospital. And I was still in my costume. I ran off, back home, jumped into grimoireworld and crossed my arms and demanded that I was healed, and said "sorry" to a million times for making me do this, and got hurt so much in the process.

"I did warn you. And it's nobody's fault but your own that you got hurt in battle."

"Do you know what happened!?" I sobbed furiously. "Looks at me! She has a whip! A WHIP! I've slept about one HOUR today, and I'm hallucinating!"

The voice stayed silent.

"I am sorry, Lilly. I do not have a camera, so I cannot see you. I cannot process how hard it must be for you, because I am not a human. But I imagine that you are going through a lot, and I am sorry for you. I will take back your miraculous now—"

"NO! Look, I can, and I will. Just let me rant to you about how annoyed I am with you. I'm still gonna do it." I crossed my arms.

"Very well." The robot laughed. "Your bravery and resilience is inspiring. I try to be brave when I do or say things, even if my system is urging me not to."

I laughed.

After an hour with the grimoire robot:

-I had learnt some fighting techniques

-The robot had told me that that boy that had stepped in and saved me was eight year old Alex Lawler, who I would give a miraculous to in the future.

So that was the summary of that day. Then I left the magic world and returned home.

Ugh.

You won't believe how troublesome my life has become. Here are the events of two weeks:

-I had to fight the wolf lady a MILLLLLLION times.

-I've hardly been getting any sleep- at one point I had so much superhero stuff to do that I hadn't slept for four days straight. I was hallucinating. And seriously ill.

-This whole thing is affecting my wellbeing. I must be going paranoid.

- I hate this. I just hate it. I want to stop being a superhero but something inside me won't let me. My… I dunno, I have this voice inside telling me not to. I'm struggling, but I'm managing.

-Everyone loves me. They are MAD about me. There was a whole festival in honour of me. I attended it. Yay.

So this is my life now. I'm quite happy about it. I mean, if I hadn't found the grimoire and the robot voice inside it… I mean, super cool!

Also, inside the grimoire, remember how there were these people? They didn't acknowledge my presence, but the robot had made them do so now. So I can talk to them! There's future me, who usually just puts a finger to her lips and smiles when I ask her anything about me. I guess I'm not supposed to interfere or know anything about the future, and not mess with it. Then there's this Roman girl who's really friendly. She has the fox miraculous. Then there's this ancient guardian. He's mean. He just says how superheroes "can't be girls" and avoids me.

Some other miraculous holders I've met and talked to are:

-The akuma king (a superhero. Duh, people. Akumatising isn't necessarily bad. You can give a good person superpowers and akumatised superheroes)

-An alien who has the chicken miraculous (future)

-Ladybug, a superheroine who fought against this supervillain called Hawk moth. (a while ago)

Oh, also, just saying, these people can't do anything to you. They're just holograms. Apart from insulting you, well, insulting you is the worst they can do since they can't physically touch you.

PHEW.

Hah.

I also see replays of superheroes and villains fighting. I saw the ladybug girl and cat boy fighting the butterfly man. I saw some viking warrior princess with a miraculous battle a supervillain from the future. I also saw adult me fighting some weird guy who looked like he had powers.

I saw all kindof cool stuff.

This is awesome.

AWESOME, do you hear me!?