Alya

I watched over my best-friend as she turned pale. After using her magic she'd passed out and now her condition was worsening. She's been unconscious for a few days and now I'm starting to worry, not even Ms Bustier knew what was happening. I watched as her rosy cheeks turned pale, her warm skin cold and her pink lips grey. I haven't seen anything like this and I was beginning to fear the worst. We were back in our dorm and I put her on her bed. She was tucked into the blankets and her hair was out. I held her hand and watched anxiously as her condition worsened by the hour.

"How's she doing?" Adrien asked.

"She's getting worse," I sigh watching as her chest slowly rose and fell, "Nino's searching the web for what she might have... I feel so helpless!"

"I know," Adrien sighed, "All we can do is watch as she gets worse. I wish one of us could do something..."

"I've got it!" Nino smiled brandishing his phone and breaking the atmosphere, "She's got L.A.M Late. Adulthood. Magic-sickness."

"Meaning?" I roll my eyes at him. Sometimes he forgot we all weren't constant web surfers like him.

"She's changing on the inside and because it's happening so late she's getting ill," He sighed knitting his brows, "It's common in powerful Ladybugs. She'll be like this for a few more days or hours."

"Great," I yawn already tired from watching her all day, "Guess we'll all take it in shifts."

I then heard a small whimper and turned to see dark red and black lines appear over Mari's face, arms, legs and abdomen. Marinette winced in pain and the cried out as she kicked the blankets off herself. "No Mommy don't go! Don't leave me!" I grabbed her and held her close in a hug. She gasped, her eyes still closed and tears sprung from her closed eyes. She must be having a rough time in there.

"I-I just want you back!" She cried, "I don't know why Hawkmoth had to do this to me! I don't know what to do! Just please...come back." The last two words were whispered. I could sense the pain and struggle she was feeling just from her words and sighed.

"You're safe Mari," I say rocking back and forth, "Me, Nino and Adrien will look after you."

The guys gasped in shock at my suggestion, but didn't protest, they kinda looked proud by what I'd said.

"She's right," Nino shrugged.

"Yeah," Adrien smiled.

She stirred again and then hummed in content. "That's nice," She sighed settling back down, "Tell Adrien we can be friends if he wants. This whole prophecy and stereotype shit is confusing anyway." I immediately look at the blonde and see him blush. I brushed off the feeling to tease him and then laid the girl back down, tucking her in, before deciding to tease him anyway.

"So that's what you were talking about after your fight," I smirked, "So why'd you wanna be her friend?" I had a feeling it was something to do with the prophecy but I didn't say a thing, after all Mari herself said it was confusing. I was just interested in uncovering a new scoop and proving both of those prissy bitches, Chloe and Lila, wrong.

"Well it's like everyone expects us to be enemies," He began, "And well...I definitely didn't grow up around the other Black Cats so I don't have their stereotypes." I thought about his answer for a bit before replying.

"Yeah I agree," I smile, "Mari didn't exactly grow up with her people either and learnt everything she knows from a book. I guess you both don't have it in you to hate the other."

"You two are more alike than different," Nino added nodding, "Maybe the stereotypes are just based on history. The two clans haven't seen the other for over a hundred years now."

"That's a lie, remember Tikki and Plagg," I mumbled, "I've caught them snogging a couple of times. Don't let them fool you."

"Yeah we all know," Adrien chuckled, "But they don't really count. They're kwamis." His mentor was indeed the glutenous Plagg and sometimes I've heard him say he wished he had a different mentor, until the lazy thing taught him things other kwamis, like mine, would over look.

"Tikki's not too bad," I smiled, "But Plagg is just a downright ass hole." I remembered the time Plagg made me clean the whole dining room after I 'accidentally' threw his Camembert in the bin. I swear all he cares about is his smelly cheese. That and his sessions with Tikki.

"You got that right," Adrien chuckled.

The three of us then spent the rest of their day looking after Mari and dissing some of our teachers. We prank called other dorms, watched some shitty posts on the school blog and even made a pizza with the most disgusting toppings and ate it, cause Nino dared us to. By midnight we'd all passed out, exhausted.

"Night guys," I yawned.

"Night," Adrien sighed.

"Ditto," Nino yawned. We really did have fun over those few hours, even if we were watching Mari.

Marinette

My mind flickers with images of my past and the scene that keeps repeating is the one scene I dread. It was torture watching the heart wrenching scene over and over, only to remember experiencing it. To remember crying and holding on for dear life, only to be separated from her no matter what I did. Every time it happens I cry out in longing and pain and I see and feel more red and black lines appear on my skin. They burned and tingled and I tried to scratch at them, only to get cuts and bruises.

I was stuck in the blank void I called my mind and the scene was my only company. I would cry out every hour and my friends would comfort me until I settled down. I could hear my friends conversing about me and I wished to just wake up and tell them I was ok, but there was a barrier keeping me from them. It was like an invisible wall, keeping me away but staying hidden and stronger than my own will power. For the past few days I'd been trying to fight, to just get past the wall, but now I'm considering if I should just give up and succumb to my fate. It'll be nice dying in my mind. A nice peaceful death...

I groan in defeat and notice as a new memory plays. I hadn't seen it before or even remotely thought of it, but it was mine. I stared intently at the direction it was in. Maybe it was a sign...

I watched as the little three year old me ran about doing the tiniest of spells and helping insects find homes. I saw my mother smile while watching me play that afternoon. It was nice a gentle breeze with a few clouds dotted her and there. We were in the woods, not too far off from our home, and had spent the day by the stream. The sun then began to set and she picked me up and held me close as she brought me inside. The sky darkened, rain fell and thunder clapped outside.

"Aggh!" I screamed as I heard it roar, cowering on the couch, "I don't like it! Make it stop!"

"It's okay my little bug," My mother hugged me, sitting next to me, "It's only thunder. We can make it come to places but it's the Black Cat's job to take it away."

"Is it?" I say looking at the storm outside.

"Yes," She sighed looking at the storm as well, "We make things and they destroy them. It's our way of life."

"Then I'm going to marry a Black Cat and then I won't have to be scared of thunder anymore!" I say determined.

"I know you will," My mother hugged me close and kissed the top of my head, "You'll marry a Black Cat and live happily ever after..."

"No!" I say giggling, "We'll live happily ever after!" I hug my mother and kiss her on her cheek.

"Yes, we'll live happily ever after," She chuckled but she didn't look at me, she looked at the storm, her sapphire blue eyes glistening as she looked into the distance.

I feel tears prick at my eyes as I watch the memory fade. It was meant to be a happy memory, but I saw the underlying sadness. My mother knew she was going to disappear and probably die, that's why she trained me so early and that's why she always told me the same story of me living happily ever after, but not her...because she knew she wouldn't be there.

I suddenly felt a surge of energy go through me and I felt like I was waking up. I didn't want to though. I wanted to stay in the darkness and die there, to be engulfed by the very thing I was trying to escape a few minutes ago. But I was going back to the waking world no matter what I did.

'Fulfil your destiny my little bug," I heard her voice say, "Do what even I couldn't do."

I smile as I feel myself being brought back to consciousness, I can already feel a change. Maybe waking up and facing Hawkmoth won't be so hard now...

"Don't worry maman," I whisper into the darkness, "I won't let you down."

"I know you won't my little bug," She smiled as I saw her image one more time.

I shielded my eyes as a the void became brighter. I then felt a shocking coldness as if I'd just jumped into ice-cold water and I could tell I was waking up.

I sat up and looked around me. Alya, Nino and Adrien had all fallen asleep and were in the weirdest positions, with Alya beside Nino in bed and Adrien on the floor looking like he'd fallen onto the floor. I chuckled as I heard Alya sleep talking about making the biggest scoop in history. That seemed just like her. I turn over and feel immense pain in my chest as I lay on my front.

"Ow!" I yell waking all three of them up. That was odd since I didn't usually feel pain there since I was flat as a board. I brushed it to the side as I thought it must've been from when I was hit in the ribs.

"Mari!" They all smile hugging me immediately.

Nino and Adrien retract suddenly. I look down at my chest and then know why. Since when did I have boobs?

"What?!" I jump back startled by my own chest, "How did I get a rack like this in a few days?!"

"Yeah!" Alya playfully pouted, "It took me a whole summer to get mine! No fair!"

"You're still attractive to me Alya," Nino smirked kissing her. She kissed him back starting a make-out session. I shuddered as I heard them moan, groan and whimper. The sight alone was enough to make me feel uncomfortable. I noticed Adrien had slipped out before they got heated. That was a pretty smart idea. Now I have to hear this, unless I get out of the room. But I was a bit too tired for that. So I tried for the next best option.

"Why'd you have to do this right now?!" I moan, "Hell why'd you have to do this so openly!? I've just recovered from whatever illness I had and you guys make out?!"

"We love to party what else can we say?" Alya replied before going back to kissing her boyfriend, "Just wait until you hook up with someone."

I heard my stomach rumble and I could feel myself begging to eat. When was the last time I ate? A few days ago probably. But I was too tired to do anything. But tired as I was I needed to eat.

"Well I'm hungry," I say getting up and noticing I'd grown a few inches and my breasts had definitely made me look more developed. My hips had widened given me an hourglass figure and I noticed that I was a lot more developed than I was earlier. Great. Next will be periods.

I took a step forward and then heard a rip sound and knew that was probably my clothes. Shit. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped it round me while I found some clothes that would fit me in my drawers. I found an off the shoulder top and denim skirt and decided to make do with them, since the rest of my clothes were too small. 'I'll have to use a spell on them later,' I thought as I grabbed the skirt and top, 'Or go shopping on Saturday, or maybe make my own...'

I went into the bathroom and dropped the blanket. I saw that the only piece of clothing that survived was my sports-bra but even that was near tearing. My shorts had a rip down the middle and my gloves were near tearing. Luckily my shoe size didn't change. I sigh and put on my clothes and come out feeling strange and hungry. Alya and Nino had stopped making out and Alya was the only one left in the room. She was at the desk looking over a book, her hair ruffled and sleeve hanging over her shoulder.

Now that I looked closer, she was looking at a pink and black book that looked a lot like my design book. But I put that somewhere safe. It must be a coincidence right?

"What's that?" I say coming up to her and looking over her shoulder and then gasped, "Are those m-my designs!?"

"Yeah!" Alya smiled, "You've got talent girl!"

"You really think so?" I say becoming timid, usually when I showed a person my designs they said they were nice but way too colourful. That's war time Paris for you. My idol Gabriel Agreste said my work was nice, but he went missing a while ago with his wife Emilie and since then Paris became bleak when it came to fashion. I sigh at the memory of the day fashion became dark and morbid.

"Yeah!" Alya smiled taking pictures of the designs, "They're so creative and unique! Could you make me an outfit?!"

"Of course!" I smile, pleased to have a fan, "I'll start designing right away!" And it was true. I've been itching to do some designing for a while and I was going crazy without doing my passion. I thought I'd never touch a needle, thread or sewing machine again after the Agreste's disappearances.

Then there was a knock on the door and we both stopped talking. If it was Nino or Adrien they would've just came in. I wonder who it is...

"Can I come in girls," A calm yet wise sounding voice asked.

"Of course, Tikki," Alya smiled as a young woman opened the door, "Marinette this is Tikki. She's the school's Ladybug mentor or Kwami as you might call her."

"Tikki?" I say looking at the woman a bit longer, "As in Tikki the Ladybug Kwami?"

I'd read tales about her in the book, but I'd never seen a picture or even anything that suggested about how she looked. I began to think she was a aspect that died with the Ladybugs.

"Yes," She giggled, "Or at least I used to go by that. A long time ago... though I don't remember it exactly."

"Wait so you're really a Ladybug?!" Alya's eyes widened in joy.

"Well in a way yes," Tikki sighed, "It's a bit complicated. Kwamis are like the descendants except we guard the miraculous and guide the clans. However I was born a Ladybug."

"So you're not magical?" Alya scratched her head, "Okay now I'm just confused."

"She is," I say smiling, "But the difference with kwamis is that they're as old as the clan they belong to. They get reincarnated after another dies and keeps the memories of the older lives and are our mentors."

"Oh," She smiled getting it, "So you're like wiser versions of us?"

"Yes," Tikki smiled fondly, "Anyway I came here because I heard Marinette here is feeling better. So I thought we should get acquainted since I'll be her mentor."

"You're my mentor?!" I say nearly fainting in awe, "I'm being trained and guided by Tikki?! Oh God this is a dream come true! I won't let you down."

"I know you won't," Tikki smiled, "I've heard you're just like your mother and she turned out great. Now let's get to work!"

A/N: Latest Chapter! What do you guys think? Thanks for all the reviews and thanks for pointing out one of my chapters were switched with All Because of Ice-Cream. I fixed the error! So hope you guys enjoy!

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