Hello there,

Welcome my friends to the first chapter of Miraculous: My Iron Skin.

Hope your going to enjoy it as much as I had writing it and as always, I own nothing but the OC's.

Now on to the story.

Many centuries ago, magic jewels bestowing extraordinary powers were created.

These were the Miraculous.

Throughout history, heroes have used these jewels for the good of the human race. Two of these Miraculous are more powerful than the others.

The earrings of the Ladybug, which provide the power of creation.

And the ring of the Black Cat, which grants the power of destruction.

According to legend, whoever controls both these jewels at the same time, will achieve the Absolute Power...

Fire and ash danced into the skies above the city of Paris as young man in dusted and damaged red armor with gold accents was laying on his back in the destroyed streets. He coughed as his eyes watered up upon the heat of inferno blazing all around him.

With a groan of pain as he held his side, he sat up taking in the destruction, the carnage, all around him were the bodies of people caught in the crossfire of the battle which would shape the fate of the world.

In the distance near the cathedral of Notre-Dame, the heroes who were left standing, were still fighting a losing battle against the greatest threat they had ever faced.

Before he could make his way towards it, he spotted the wounded form of the hero, one of his teammates, who was luckily still alive.

"Queen Bee!" he said, limping over to the blonde girl clad in yellow and black spandex.

Queen Bee glanced up at the armored hero in red, her face covered in dirt, ash and dried up blood mixed together. "Iron Spider?" she asked confused and distorted, looking all around, taking in the carnage around the city of Paris.

Iron Spider eyed down at Queen Bee's body, also covered in dirt, dried blood and ash, there were a few burnt marks on her, her suit torn and shredded up in placed and she has a seared injury on her leg.

"Your injured." Iron Spider said, beginning to pick her up, a massive explosion occurred at the place of battle.

"They need you." Queen Bee said, coughing the dust from her lungs, "Go. I'll be fine."

"But..." the hero in red began, reluctant to leave a teammate behind, especially one he had dragged into this war.

"The only important thing is to stop that monster and we need every still standing to do that." Queen Bee cut him off, "You have to stop him, it is the only way."

Iron Spider nodded, "I will be back for you." he promised, standing up straight as he flew upwards using the jets under his boots and gauntlets.

It was only a short flight later when he spotted the battle, his two remaining team mates, a boy his a black cat-like suit and a girl in a red suit with black polka dots.

The two where fighting the man behind all this destruction, the ultimate enemy.

A grown man in pitch black armor with dark purple accent, a black cloak sprouting from his shoulders. His face was hidden by a dark-visored helmet with two tall, prongs as well as two prongs on either side of his head which point backwards and angle diagonally upward vaguely resembling a crown.

What stood out against his pitch black armor was the golden gauntlet on his right hand, which contained eight glowing crystal-like jewels.

The villain used his gauntlet, the green gem lit up to created a green bee-hive energy barrier to deflect an incoming strike from the hero in black, activating the green and black jewel to flick him aside.

Diving down quickly in a graceful arc, Iron Spider arrived down just in time to catch his fellow hero as they slid over the ground, coming only to a stop against the wreckage of a destroyed car.

"Glad your still alive." the hero in black said as he was put back on his feet.

"You should have known better, Cat Noir." Iron Spider said standing back up as well, "I don't die so easily."

"I know, I know." Cat Noir said as they looked at the battle, "How are we going to beat him?"

"Me and Ladybug will distract him and when you see a opening..." Iron Spider said, readying himself to take off, "Take it."

The yellow and cyan gem glowed in the golden gauntlet as the villain's raised it, his hand clutched together and Ladybug began to gasp as she was lifted off the ground and began to float in the air, feeling her throat tighten and the air in her lungs leaking out.

"Get away from her!" Iron Spider roared in anger, launching a continues stream of energy from his gauntlet, drawing the attention away from the female hero and to himself.

Ladybug fell to the ground in a heap, air filling her lungs as she sat on her knees. She weakly stood up as she saw Iron Spider clash with the villain.

Beams of clashing light was exchanged between the two as the hero and villain traded blows, causing more destruction to their surroundings. The villain made a reach for Iron Spider with the golden gauntlet, but the hero caught it and while force on his knees.

"Everything I've done, everything I'll do today, everything I'll ever do, I do to protect this World!" Iron Spider shouted in anger, mustering his strength and he began to force the fingers apart and back.

With an angry growl, the villain raised his free fist and firmly planted the black gauntlet into the red helmet, shattering it and sending him to the ground. The villain in black began to beat down on the hero in red, who's armor was put into overdrive to repair itself until it couldn't keep up anymore and one of the golden lens of his eyes was shattered as cracks began to spread all over the helmet.

"You have fought valiantly, but as you, of all people should know." the villain told him, raising his gold clad hand as one by one the red, black, purple, orange, green, yellow, cyan and brown, all jewels began to light up, "I am inevitable."

But before he could preform his finishing move, Ladybug's yo-yo wrapped around the gauntlet tightly, stopping him from closing his fist and pulling him back. With the last of his strength, Iron Spider forced himself back to his feet and seizing a firm grip on the villain's free hand, stopping him from freeing his golden armored hand.

Seeing his opening Cat Noir called upon his power of the Cataclysm, a black aura surrounding his hand as he charged forward. With his teammates restraining the villain, who could only watch as the cat themed hero planted his claw containing the black energy firmly into his chest.

"Well done Adrien..." the villain said softly, as his armor along with the man inside, began to disintegrate into black dust, "But you made one mistake. A fatal one."

With his remaining strength, he smacked Iron Spider off him with a powerful back hand, sending him into a wall whipping up a cloud of dust. Pulling Ladybug towards him, he punched her straight in the jaw with a powerful uppercut, making her land down right at his feet.

Cat Noir attempted to attack but he too was swatted back as if he was a mere insect, landing hard on his stomach a few feet away.

"You should have gone for the head." the villain said, as the Cataclysm began to tear away at his flesh, clenching his fist as all the gem's lit up.

They could only watch as the bright white light erupted from the golden gauntlet. Enveloped first them, then the city and finally the entire world.

The heroes watched as they lost against the black tyrant.

One year earlier...

Morning in Paris, the city awakes, to the bells of Notre Dame. The fisherman fishes and the baker bakes to the bells of Notre Dame. In the bedroom of of a young man with brown spiky hair was laying on a mattress on the floor, the room was filled with boxes and a plain desk.

Hearing his alarm go off, he let out a yawn and pressed down on it.

"I better get going, or else I'll be late." he thought as he let out another yawn, rubbing the sleep out of his emerald green eyes.

After a lengthy shower, he was completely refreshed as he was now dressed in a red shirt with a zero on the front with 'Shine' written on it under a black blazer, which is left open and had rolled up sleeves, dark skinny jeans and red shoes.

Looking at the clock on the wall in the living room, his eyes widen when he saw the time, "Damn it! Gonna be late!" he shouted, rushing out of the door, picking up his backpack as he went towards the elevator

Driving his red scooter through the streets of Paris, waving his way through the traffic. He sped up to try and catch the orange light, but what he didn't count on was someone suddenly deciding to cross the street without looking.

He could just spot the person in time, and began to apply his breaks, sliding to a stop by moving the scooter sideways though the jaywalker still tumbles over.

"I'm so sorry." the boy said with his posh accent, getting off his scooter, "I didn't see you crossing the street."

He noticed that he had almost run over a handsome teenage boy about his own age with brushed-back blond hair, emerald green eyes and tanned skin.

He was dressed in a white button-down shirt with an upturned collar and sleeves rolled up above his elbow. Underneath, he wears a black shirt with five horizontal stripes. He wears blue jeans and orange sneakers with white laces and a logo of a black butterfly in a circle on the sides.

"Hey it's alright! I didn't look where I was going..." the boy admitted, rubbing the back of his blonde head, "I'm a bit late for school."

"Yeah, me too..." the brunette said, "You don't happen to know where... Françoise Dupont High School is right?"

"It's the same school I attend." the boy said happily, "Or I'm going to attend. This my first day."

"Nice to know I won't be the only new kid." he said, "Hey do you want a lift?" gesturing to his scooter.

"Sure." the boy said, as he was handed a second helmet from underneath the seat compartment, "I'm Adrien by the way." as he put the helmet on.

"Call me Travis." the brunette introduced himself.

A short drive later they arrived outside their new school. Travis told Adrien to wait up as he parked his scooter. But after finding a spot and locking it up, Travis couldn't see any sign of the blonde boy.

"Where did he go?" he said curiously as he entered the school, sliding his backpack on his shoulder.

Reaching into his pocket pulling out two pieces of paper, a map of the school and his new class schedule from his pocket, which he began to study.

After dropping by his locker, he looked over his class schedule indicating his first hour would be in Miss Bustier classroom on the second floor. A quick walk up the stairs and down to the second door, he found the classroom, a few of his classmates where already there.

Stepping inside, hands in his pocket. He was about to walk towards the back of the class when he heard a voice said, "Marinette Dupain-Cheng!"

Turning around he saw two girls, standing next to the seat taken by another girl. One of them with light honey blonde hair that is pulled back into a high ponytail, she also has white-rimmed sunglasses on her head.

The second girl was a short teenage girl with chin-length orange hair that is styled in a bobcut with a white hairband, sea green eyes and light pink lipstick. She also had glasses with a pale brown and gray rim.

The third girl, who Travis assumed must be Marinette Dupain-Cheng, had some Asian features to her and was of average height with medium-length black hair tied back in two pigtails, bluebell eyes and light freckles on both sides and the bridge of her nose.

"That's my seat." the blonde girl said.

"But Chloe." the black haired girl said timidly, "This has always been my seat."

"Not anymore!" the orange haired one cut her off, "New school, new year, new seats!"

"And who made you the chooser of seats?"

The trio of girls turned their heads to find a scowling Travis standing there, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Oh, look Sabrina!" Chloe said with a smirk, eyeing the male brunette up and down, "We've got a handsome little do-gooder in our class this year."

"Not a do-gooder." Travis told her, staring her down, "Just someone who doesn't like bullies. Someone who doesn't care where they're from."

With a huff and a glare the blonde girl walked off, her orange haired friend following after her. "My daddy will hear about this!" Chloe mumbled.

"I'm so scared." the brunette said sarcastically as he shot her a satisfying smirk before his attention was drawn to the seated girl.

"That was cool." Marinette said impressed, "I so wish I can handle Chloe the way you do."

"It was nothing." Travis said with a gentle smile, "You can't let people like Chloe get away with it."

"Well, that's easier said than done." Marinette said sadly, "She likes to make my life miserable."

"That's because you let her." Travis told her, placing a fist on his open palm, "You just need to be more confidence."

"Well said." a new voice said approvingly.

Travis and Marinette turned around to see another girl with of average height and a curvaceous body. She has heart-shaped lips, hazel eyes, and a beauty mark above her right eyebrow. Her hair is wavy and reddish-brown, growing slightly past her shoulders and having light copper-red tips. She wears black-rimmed glasses.

"Glad to have your approval... Uhm..." Travis said, realizing he did not know her name.

"Alya Cesaire." the girl named Alya introduced herself, "Your not from around Paris are you?"

"Did the accent gave it away?" the male brunette said with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, it's very..." Alya said, "Upper-class British."

"I would just call it what it is." he said with a bit of amusement, "Call it posh."

"Are you from England?" Marinette said curiously.

"...My father is from there." Travis said with a nod, "Though strangely enough, he doesn't talk that British. I guess I got the posh accent from my mother... Yeah, definitely my mother."

Before they could talk more, it was at that moment the teacher entered the room and the students were told to return to their seats.

Travis bid the two girls goodbye as he walked to the back of the class were there was an open seat next to a fairly short boy with turquoise eyes and messy red orange hair. He has long bangs that are brushed to the left side of his face.

"Good morning." Travis said, pointing to the empty seat, "Mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full."

"Uh... S-Sure." the boy said, sounding a bit shyly.

Taking a seat, he turned to the smaller boy, "Travis." he said, offering his hand.

"Nathaniel." the boy introduced himself, accepting the handshake.

The two turned back to the front of the class where the teacher was checking the attendance. Their homeroom teacher, Miss Bustier, a tall and light-skinned woman with orange hair, which she pulls back in a high bun, teal eyes, thin light pink lips and freckles. She wears a light blue jacket with a teal collared shirt and a white undershirt beneath, she also wears light blue pants and white dress shoes.

"And so my new life at school begins. Will I able to fit in?" Travis thought as he paid attention to class, "Challenge accepted."

And there ya go, the first chapter hope you enjoyed.

Many thanks to everyone who read this story, you beauties.

For how long this story is going to be on... I was thinking about 28 to 30 chapters. As for the pairings because as my usual know I love writing romances, I have two potential once for Travis, but leave your suggestions in the reviews.

As for Travis being Iron Spider (Spoiler oops), I was debating on making him like Spider-man or Iron Man but then I remembered how cool the Iron Spider armor from the comic's looked in the PS4 game so I just went with an Iron Man with a spider theme.

Anyways, I won't be taking more of your time, if you enjoyed don't forget to leave a review and I hope to see you all next time.