To be honest, I can't tell you how incredibly bored I am of this cartoon. I'd rather do other projects.

The woman exited the taxi and took her bags from the trunk. "Your tip," she said as she tossed some coins into the window. She looked around and inhaled the air. "This world has so much lively smells and sights. A lot more than when it was the last time I saw it." She entered La Grand Paris, approached the front desk and rung the bell. The bellhop appeared and she said, "I believe I booked a room here?"

"Ah, yes, Room 426." He handed her her key. "May I carry your bags, ma'am?"

"No thanks," said the woman. She turned only to bump into someone.

"Watch where you're going," Chloe snapped at her. Sabrina, who was carrying her books, nodded her head.

"Perhaps you never heard of the phrase 'Excuse me', you spoiled little bitch."

Chloe gasped. "How dare you?! My father will have you kicked out of here before you can step another foot in this hotel!"

The woman chuckled. "A small man like your father means nothing to me. Now, if you don't mind, I like to get to my room." She picked up her bag and walked past the two girls.

"Do I look like someone you can just order around?!"

The woman stopped, slowly lowered her hood and glared at her. Chloe and Sabrina gasped in horror at the sight of her face. "Yes, you are." The two girls screamed and ran out of the building, forgetting their books. The woman raised her hood up and smirked. "Probably shouldn't have done that." She turned to the doorman. "You're going to keep quiet about what you saw, right?" The doorman nodded his head, terrified. "I thought so."

Later at school, Marinette looked at Chloe with concern. That was a first. "What's up with her?" she asked Alya. "Chloe and Sabrina look like they've seen a ghost."

"They've been like that all day," she said.

When class was over, Adrien was the first to approach her and ask, "Is everything alright, Chloe?"

"Everything is fine!" Chloe insisted, a little too quickly. "Right, Sabrina?"

"R-R-R-Right..." Then Sabrina burst out sobbing. "Adrien! There's a scary woman living in the hotel!"

"Sabrina!"

"You sure you're not talking about this bimbo over here?" Rudi asked, gesturing to Chloe.

"Shut up, kraut!"

"Who is this scary woman?" Adrien asked Sabrina.

"She had black hair, pale skin, wore a hood and...her face..." Sabrina shuddered. "It was horrible! Half her face looked like a zombie's!"

"Maybe she's suffering from a disfigurement," said Rose. "It's not nice to make fun of someone's ailment."

"She's not disfigured! There's something weird with that woman," Chloe snapped. "Oh, who asked you people anyway?! Let's go, Sabrina!" She dragged her back to class.

Marinette shook her head. "Chloe sunk to a new low, judging a woman by her appearance."

Alya said, "I disagree. She's always been a narcissist."

"Oh, isn't it exciting?" asked Rose. "Paris has a new face! We should greet her!"

"Maybe not," said Juleka. "After dealing with Chloe, maybe she'd want to be left alone."

"Yeah, maybe you're right," said Marinette.

The woman unpacked her bags and sat down on the bed. "Comfy." She switched on the TV and turned on some cartoons. "This is better entertainment than back at home."

Suddenly, the news turned on. "We interrupt this program to give you a special report. Ladybug, Chat Noir and Big-Head are at it again! Mr. Pigeon has been spotted causing chaos in the park after a dispute with the police over feeding the pigeons again. But luckily for us, Ladybug and Chat Noir saved the day...but not before Big-Head roasted most of the pigeons, leaving the streets littered with fried pigeon."

The woman's eyes widened, then she smiled. "Well, so much for subtlety." She reached up and scratched the hidden half of her face. "I need to get lotion. But first, how about a snack?"

The woman approached the Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie and opened the door, making the bell ding. "Oh, a customer!" Mrs. Dupein-Chang rushed to the counter and said, "Welcome, ma'am!" She raised an eyebrow. "I've never seen you before. I know every face in Paris, and I know you're not from here."

"You are correct," said the woman. "I'm new here. I'm only visiting for a while."

"Oh, well, can I least know your name? I like to know the names of all our customers."

"Er...it's...uh...Hellen."

"Well, Hellen, what would you like?"

Hellen looked at the display window and said, "What about that one?" She pointed to a cake with red and black spots on one half and a solid black half with cat whiskers on it.

"Oh, that's our daughter's creation," said Mr. Dupein-Chang. "She made it in honor of Ladybug and Chat Noir, our city's heroes."

"I don't see any tribute to Big-Head."

"That's because she doesn't like him. Can't say I blame her, what with her antics. He nearly kills the people he tries to save!" Mrs. Dupein-Chang heard a chuckle come from the woman. "You think that's funny?!"

"No, no. Sorry. I was thinking of another joke.

Suddenly, there was a sound of earthquake-causing footsteps. They looked out and what did they see? A giant doll wearing a pink dress with eyeball patterns on the edges and the sleeves, a frilly collar, pink elbow length gloves, pink boots and her hair was styled into a pair of stiff pigtails. "That looks like that Reflekta villain, only Kong sized!" exclaimed Mr. Dupein-Chang.

"Reflekta?" asked Hellen.

"A villain that... AAAAHHHH!"

The giant doll shot a laser out of its mouth and transformed the fleeing people into copies of Reflekta, even Mr. and Mrs. Dupein-Chang. But somehow, Hellen was unaffected at all. "Hey, how come you're not wearing these gaudy clothes?"

Hellen shrugged her shoulders. "I dodged."

"Dodged?! You were standing still the whole time!"

Hellen looked to where the giant doll was going. "That is where the Eiffel Tower is, right?"

"Hey, where do you think you're going?!"

Hellen ignored them.

As luck would have it, Ladybug and Chat Noir were in a bit of a pickle. Due to Reflekdoll turning them into Reflektas, Tikki and Plagg got mixed up, resulting in Adrien becoming Mister Bug (stupid name, I know) and Lady Noir.

"Just my luck, I'm gonna have to capture two akumas instead of one," said Mister Bug as he blocked a laser with the yo-yo.

"No! One akuma, and one amok!" said Lady Noir as she blocked another laser with her staff. "Reflekta has been reakumatized by Hawk Moth, but that giant doll of hers is a sentimonster, created by the owner of the Peacock Miraculous!"

"Okay, so we have to find Reflekta's akumatized object, and the baby monster's amok!"

"C'mon, I'm totally capable of doin' it. I just need to use my Lucky—!"

"Do you need some help?" asked Hellen as she approached the battle ground.

"What is she doing here?" asked Lady Noire.

"Ma'am! We appreciate it, but you really shouldn't be here," called out Mister Bug.

Unfortunately, they were too late. Reflekta saw her and said, "That outfit looks ridiculous on you, I'm going to redo your wardrobe!" She fired Reflekdoll's laser at the woman, but to everyone's shock, nothing happened. "What the?!"

"Is that supposed to hurt?" Hellen asked sarcastically. "Let me show you real hurt. FAMINE!" A plate appeared in the woman's left hand and she blew into it, causing icy cold winds to form and freeze Reflekdoll in place. Then with a tap, it completely shattered. Reflekta fell to the ground and groaned. "Why I oughta," she snarled, ready to change Hellen's appearance.

"HUNGER!" A knife appeared in Hellen's right hand. She gave the Akumatized girl a slight tap with it and in an instant, her body became so thin, you could see the outline of her skeleton. "Uhh..."

"Now then..." Hellen reached up and grabbed the Akuma and the Amok, destroying them with a simple touch.

Lady Noir and Mister Bug were shocked. Then the woman turned her attention to the and asked, "Shouldn't you be doing something, boy?"

"Uh...Oh! MIRACULOUS MISTER BUG!" Mister Bug threw his yo-yo in the air and a wave of black and red spots burst out, undoing all the battle damage. But for some odd reason, even though she changed back, Juleka still looked like a skeleton. "Juleka!" Mister Bug ran up to her and picked her up. "I'll take her to the hospital! You take care of our new friend!"

"Right," said Lady Noir. She turned to the woman. "Who are you?! How did you destroy the sentimonster like that?!"

"My name is not of importance," said Hellen. "And this is not the best place to have a conversation." She turned to leave when Lady Noir shouted "CATACLYSM!" and tried to stop her, but...

"FAMINE!" The cold air from the dish immediately froze the Cataclysm and shattered into ice. "As I said, we'll continue this conversation elsewhere." With that, the woman left. Lady Noir tried to stop her, but the sound of the ring beeping made her remember that she'll change back.

She had to find Mister Bug and swap the Miraculous without her and Mister Bug looking.

"Who was that woman," demanded Hawk Moth as he turned back into Gabriel.

"I do not know," said Mayura as she turned back into Nathalie.

Nooru and Dosu seemed to be absolutely terrified. "It's her! It's her!"

"What is it?" asked Nathalie.

"It's her! The daughter of the maker of the Mask!"

"What are you talking about," demanded Gabriel.

"Hel! She's here in Paris," exclaimed Nooru.

Nathalie looked at the kwamis, concerned. "Should we be worried, sir? I mean, this is a real goddess we are dealing with now."

"No." Gabriel smiled. "Even gods' wills can be bent with the power of the Miraculous. It is how the Mask was created after all."

Meanwhile, Rudi snored loudly on the bed, having missed out on everything that happened. Meanwhile, the Mask began to glow a little and slowly turned in the direction of La Grand Paris.

Hel's come to Paris...

"And I'm coming to find you," said Hellen as she lowered her hood and stared at her two-faced reflection in the mirror. The sound of the door knocking made her gasp and pull her hood back up. "Ahem. Come in!" A bellhop entered the room with a cake. "Ooh! That's the cake ordered from the Dupein-Changs!" She reached into her pocket and pulled out some Euros. "Your tip."

As Hellen enjoyed her cake and cartoons, she looked out the window. "This city has so much potential. So many sights to see... So many hiding places for my father's Mask. And I can't wait to see them all."

"Plagg, you look frazzled than normal," said Adrien. "If this is about the mix-up I said I was sorry."

"Forget about the mix-up!" shouted Plagg. "That woman was Hel!"

"Who?"

"The goddess of the Underworld, Helheim!"

Marinette couldn't believe what Tikki told her. "A goddess? A real goddess?"

"Yes! She has powers over famine and cold! And she can control the dead! We have to warn Master Fu!"

"I'm already aware of the situation," said Master Fu as soon as Marinette told him what she experienced. "This is not good."

"Why? If she has the Mask, problem solved right?"

"It's bad," said Master Fu as he went for his books. "Because the power of the Miraculous is what Hel's father Loki used to create the Mask. If she gets her hands on the Mask, her essence will affect ALL Miraculous across the world. The freezing cold of Helheim will affect everyone."

"Then we cannot let her have the Mask," said Marinette.

"Precisely. You MUST find the Mask, Marinette. Before Helheim literally comes to Paris."