To yellow 14: I mean, what's the point of a post-apocalypse if you're not going to show the post part? :D Actually, the rebuilding is going to be a major part of this anthology.
To Butterfly: The Turtle was damaged at the same time that the Fox was destroyed, when CBN murdered Alya and Nino at Ladybug's memorial. However, the double Miraculous Ladybug at the end of "RooT" did repair the Turtle (not that Alex has had much opportunity to see that for himself).
To Serena Whitman: There are quite a few characters who haven't been included in the Wiki yet, either because I haven't decided how their story goes/ended, or because it hasn't come up yet.
Cat Noir dropped low, sweeping his opponent's legs out from under her. She, however, cartwheeled backward, away from him, neatly evading his sweep and putting distance between them. Cat Noir pursued, planting his staff and vaulting across the interior courtyard, estimating where she would stop and contorting his body around to point his legs directly at that spot. She landed and looked up, her eyes widening just as his legs connected with her chest, propelling her down to the ground. He landed on top of her, but she threw her yo-yo to loop around a tree and pull herself out of the way. He swung his staff, and she grabbed it with her free hand, tugging and pulling him off balance. Cat Noir leaned back, throwing his arms out to keep himself upright, but that was all the opening she needed. She released her tree and threw her yo-yo, looping it around his ankles and pulling him to the ground, dragging him toward her and holding his own staff to his face.
"I'm… pretty sure you cheated," he grumbled, batting the staff away and glaring halfheartedly up at her. The Resistance members standing around the courtyard and watching them started clapping and cheering.
"You do remember I've been training with a yo-yo a little longer than you've been fighting with the staff, right?" Ladybug told him, grinning breathlessly and holding out her hand to help him back to his feet. "But you're at least improving. I bet next time it will take me five moves to pin you!"
Cat Noir folded his arms in a pout. "Very funny."
She punched his arm playfully. "Do you remember when we would train with Mom?"
He nodded, his lips curving up into a small smile in spite of himself. Chloe had allowed them to start training in hand-to-hand combat when they were seven, thinking that it might be useful if CBN's troopers ever found them – at least then they might stand a chance of getting away. As they had grown older, they had trained together more and more, to the point that they could almost anticipate each other's moves.
That still hadn't helped him today, though. "You've learned some new moves," he accused her, glaring.
Ladybug shrugged. "You were gone for a couple years; I kept training." She smiled sympathetically. "You'll get back there."
He groaned, smacking the tree with his fist.
Ladybug cocked her head to the side, eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Do you…" she began, before her eyes shot wide open and she bolted across the courtyard, down the hallway, and out the front door. "Mom!"
Cat Noir tore after her, running as fast as he could, though he still couldn't catch up with her frenetic pace. Ladybug burst through the front door, spinning her yo-yo in front of herself, head twisting in all directions and searching for something. Suddenly she gasped, staring at something near the foot of the stairs. Cat Noir ran out next to here and only barely avoided running into her. He looked past her, down the steps, at the large group of bystanders standing around and watching. And in the center of the ring of bystanders, closer to the old school, were two figures.
Queen Bee stood as still as a statue near the bottom of the collège steps, staring down at the sidewalk. A man in a dark yellow miraculous suit drew back a coiled spring that he had wrapped around her arm. A pair of small round spectacles sat on the bridge of his nose – the Sloth Miraculous? Queen Bee sluggishly started raising her top, her arm moving as though stuck in molasses. The Sloth quickly closed the distance between them, leering at Queen Bee. "Looks like you won't be stopping me after all, Bourgeois!" he taunted. "Just like you couldn't stop the Cat-Bug."
"Ladybug?" Cat Noir whispered, nudging his partner.
Ladybug's eyes were wide, staring transfixed, hardly moving herself as the Sloth stalked closer to Queen Bee. Her voice broke as she whispered, "Mom?" Only two steps separated the Sloth from her. He flexed his arm, spinning his coiled spring, pulling his arm back to throw around Queen Bee's neck.
Cat Noir grimaced and jumped, sailing over Queen Bee's head and landing on the step between them, chest-to-chest with the Sloth, batting away his spring into the ground with one end of his staff and in the same motion swinging the other end around at the man's head. The Sloth's eyes widened in surprise, and he sprang back, away from Cat Noir, barely evading the strike and spinning his spring to shield himself from Cat Noir's follow-up kick. The Sloth moved backward step by step, trying to separate from Cat Noir. Steadily Cat Noir pursued him, always keeping the Sloth within arm's length while increasing the distance between the Sloth and Queen Bee. The Sloth threw out his spring to loop around Cat Noir's waist, but he spun his staff into a shield, blocking the attack. The bystanders scattered.
Ladybug still stood near the top of the steps, unmoving.
"Ladybug!" he called, risking a glance away from the Sloth and taking a kick to the side for his trouble. He grunted in annoyance and sprang away, sweeping his staff at ankle height to hold the Sloth at bay. "Ladybug! You can help her, but only by stopping this loser!" Ladybug blinked. He facepalmed. "Oh, goddamit, A! She's not dead…"
Finally Ladybug shook her head and threw her yo-yo to loop around a streetlight behind the Sloth, pulling herself in their direction. With a rage-filled scream she spun around to shoot feet-first at the Sloth. He looked up, eyes wide, a moment before she reached him. Ladybug scissored her legs around the Sloth's neck, squeezing and driving him to the ground. "Sorry, Cat," she apologized, looking away from the Sloth. "I–"
The spring came out of nowhere, coiling around Ladybug's waist and pulling taut, tugging her away from the Sloth and back toward the tree around which he had looped it. Ladybug yelped in surprise, her grip around the Sloth's neck loosening and freeing him. Midair she twisted around so her legs connected with the side of the tree, pulling the spring taut in the Sloth's hand, wincing as it tightened around her waist. "You're going to follow this would-be puppet dictator?" the Sloth demanded, rising to his feet and pulling on the spring. Ladybug's grip on the tree tightened. "What makes a dictatorship by Queen Bee and her miraculous enforcers any better than one by the Cat Bug?"
Cat Noir scoffed. "Last I checked, we don't kill our friends for sport!" he retorted, bull-rushing the Sloth. The Sloth jumped out of the way, his spring still looped tightly around Ladybug's waist. All her effort was directed toward holding onto the tree. Cat Noir met her eye and nodded, just before he slid under the spring. Ladybug released her grip on the tree, the sudden lack of tension sending the Sloth stumbling backward as Ladybug rocketed toward him, throwing her yo-yo around his neck. The Sloth released her from the spring and spun it in a shield, blocking her attack and redirecting her kick over his head. Cat Noir swung his staff at the back of the Sloth's head, and he ducked, kicking backward at Cat Noir, who jumped away. Ladybug lunged forward, grabbing for the miraculous spectacles, but the Sloth twisted away.
"Dictatorship by miraculous users is dictatorship, period!" the Sloth declared, his spring darting out at Ladybug.
"Got a better idea?" Cat Noir demanded, smacking the Sloth in his unprotected side.
The Sloth smirked. "Survival of the fittest." He grabbed Cat Noir's staff and tried to jerk it out of his hand, but Cat Noir held on, twisting it out of the Sloth's grip. The Sloth's eyes darted back and forth between Cat Noir on one side of him and Ladybug on the other, her yo-yo spinning in a tight shield.
"Lucky Charm!" Ladybug sidestepped to avoid the Sloth's spring, snatching the small Lucky Charm cloth out of the air as she did so.
"I hope you have a plan, A?" Cat Noir muttered, raising an eyebrow, not taking his eye of the Sloth, who dropped into a defensive stance, turning to keep both heroes in his peripheral vision.
Ladybug stroked her chin, eyes narrowed in concentration, looking between the Lucky Charm and the Sloth. Finally she snorted. "Mom always says, 'Sometimes it's the simplest plans…'" Ladybug tossed the Lucky Charm glasses cleaning cloth at the Sloth, who easily batted it away.
That momentary distraction, however, was all Cat Noir needed. He threw himself straight at the Sloth, knocking him to the ground and forcing all the air out of his lungs, pressing his staff against the Sloth's throat. As the Sloth gasped for breath, Cat Noir grabbed the spectacles off his face. Yellow light covered the Sloth, and his transformation dissolved. Cat Noir grabbed the man by the collar and hauled him to his feet, holding him with his feet in the air. "I guess you're not the 'fittest' here, buddy," he growled, glaring into the man's eyes.
"Miraculous Ladybug!" The red magic had hardly died away before Ladybug threw herself at Queen Bee, hugging her tightly. "Mom! I'm sorry–I–"
"Shh…" Queen Bee soothed her, running her fingers through Ladybug's hair and kissing her forehead. "I know; how do you think I feel, watching you throw yourself in danger?" Ladybug shuddered, sniffling. "We're okay, Sweetie," Queen Bee assured her. She smiled. "You picked a good partner!"
As she spoke, Cat Noir carried the still-struggling former Sloth up the steps and placed the Sloth Miraculous in Queen Bee's hand. He threw the man down on the step next to Queen Bee's feet and placed a foot on his chest. "Stay."
Ladybug let go of Queen Bee and hugged Cat Noir. "Thanks," she whispered, resting her head against his chest.
He grinned, returning the hug gently. "Hey, what're partners for?"
Queen Bee gave them an approving nod and examined the Sloth Miraculous closely. "So that's where this thing went…" she muttered, placing the miraculous in a compartment on her belt. Then she looked closer at her attacker and frowned. "And here I thought you'd just run off, Georges…" She shook her head in disappointment.
Georges glared at her. "What are you going to do with me?" he demanded.
Queen Bee smirked. "Detention."