Finally, could finish that one. Phew. So let's get started with some precisions about that one.

It's an UA, taking place in the Miraculous Ladybug universe. Thus :

- VILE as such doesn't exist, and no ACME either

- It's inspired from the Ladybug show and follow its conditions.

- The characters such as some VILE operatives, Carmen and Chase are of the same age, which by the way is the legal age in France. Player is younger, Julia is the same age of the CS series.

I don't own any Netflix characters, disclaimer for the whole fic. Enjoy ^^


Paris, 9.00 AM

Carmen Sandiego, 18 years old opened her bedroom window. Leaning on the edge, she observed the neighbourhood. It was sunny, and the last day of summer holidays. Tomorrow she'll go to her new school along with her little brother, Cedric aka Player on the internet. Their school was comprised of middle and high school. They moved in the French capital in the beginning of august. Her father, Dexter Sandiego was opening a bakery. Cedric and she had been sad to say goodbye to all of their friends in the south of the country. But it had always been their father's dream to possess a shop in Paris, so when a friend sent his local he seized the occasion. Fortunately it happened in the end of school year, so they took advantage of holidays to move and settle all the formalities, as well as obtaining ingredients for his shop. And there they were. Carmen stretched : she had some work to do this morning. Player and she had to distribute flyers around.

Her room was spacious : located at the top of their house it had a trap door leading to a terrace. The bakery was on the ground floor, and the family was lodging above. After getting dressed, Carmen went down to the second floor, where her brother and parents' room, living-romm and barthroom were. Cedric opened his door right at that instant. They warmly greeted each other. Then, first floor with living-room and kitchen. Their mother, Carlotta, welcomed them with a delicious breakfast : croissants, jam, chocolate croissants, milk and tea.

" So you two will distribute our flyers for our bakery this morning ?" asked Carlotta, sat with them.

" Yeah. Hope it will go well." replied Player.

" I think it will, there's no other bakery around, I bet customers can't wait for the opening. By the way, did dad already eat ?" said Carmen.

" Yes. He'll be checking all details for the D-day."

The siblings ended their breakfast. Ten minutes later, they were ready to go, a pile of flyers in their arms. Each on a side of the street, they got to work. People were slowly starting to show up.

On the meantime, a few streets away from there a young man awoke too. He went to the bathroom after opening his window. There, he froze. What was this stench ?

" Good morning Chase ! Want a piece of camembert ? There's nothing better to begin a good day !" exclaimed a little voice, at his head's level, holding a piece of cheese.

" Urgh Tag ! That smells like a dead rat !" retorted Chase, backing away.

Tag was a strange little creature : a mini silvered wolf, head being bigger than the body with a fluffy tail. Big golden eyes completed the picture of what was called a kwami. Very ancient, almost as old as the world he possessed powerful powers. With a bearer he allowed it to turn into a superhero. Tag was floating near his bearer.

" What the hell, that only means it has a good taste." protested the kwami.

" Taste of what ? Grave ? Because that's the only thing it'll bring me." retorted Chase.

" You have no taste at all ! Being French I thought you'd love cheese." continued Tag.

" I do, but only edible cheese not outdated like that piece of trash."

" Uh ? No it's not outdated !" objected Tag.

" But look at it, there's mold on it !" exclaimed the young man.

" Hm ? Oh right. But some cheese do have it as well, and they're fine to eat."

" Not all mold is edible ! What you're referring to is actually a mushroom, penicillium which is also used in medicine. In cheese field those are called blue in this country. Now throw this away, you'll fall ill otherwise." explained Chase.

Tag examined his piece. Sure it was smelling strong, and that wasn't really appealing actually.

" Hmm I suppose you're right. I might've gone too far with this one's refinement."

Tag flew to the window. Lucky him it had view on a little park. Perfect grave for his cheese. He took another piece in a closet, and ate it while waiting for Chase to finish his shower. The young man went to have breakfast. He brought back a piece of baguette for his kwami. That one welcomed it with joy, and stored it with his cheese. Then he hid in Chase's bag, along with his phone and wallet. Like every day since they met at the beginning of august, they were patrolling in the neighbouring streets. His mother, Anne, waved at him. Divorced, she came here with her son four years ago. Chase exited his building and got on his bike.


In a medium apartment, decorated in an Asian style, an object started to shine. A compass, made in a precious wood with a silver needle. A man, forty years old, named Suhara approached.

" Aaah. A bearer had arrived. Finally it's the one destined to the kwami of creation." he said.

He took the compass, plus a little box before leaving his home. Looking at the compass, he turned right. Twenty minutes later. Cedric and his sister had finished distributing their flyers and were joyfully chatting on their way home. They were approaching a newspaper kiosk. As they arrived at its level, a girl of Carmen's age gushed out and missed colliding with them. Carmen had blocked Player's way with an arm.

" Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't see you." exclaimed the girl.

Ginger haired, blue eyed and freckles she had a joyful face.

" Uh, that's okay no harm done." replied Carmen.

" Hey Ivy, what's up ? Your photos had been published." greeted the owner of the shop.

" Woooh let me see !" exclaimed said Ivy.

The man tended her a newspaper. Ivy literally jumped and squeaked.

" I knew all this was gonna pay one day !" she exclaimed.

" But I thought you'd only post them on the Wolf blog." said the shop keeper.

" I know, but I needed money just this once. I'll buy a new phone to take better photos and videos." explained Ivy.

Carmen glanced at the newspaper. A photo showing a man was in the spotlight. It was titled : Lone Wolf defeated another akumatized.

" Oh right ! I saw that on TV, there's apparently a superhero in Paris." said Player, approaching.

" Yup ! Lone Wolf is the name. And I've been the first one to create a blog as a tribute and to cover his actions." resumed Ivy, pointing herself with a thumb.

" Lone Wolf …" repeated Carmen.

For all everybody knew, he appeared at the same time as those people called the akumatized, to fight and free them. Nobody understood where both came from, excepted that akumatized were created from a dark butterfly. But for what purpose ? Were they acting on their own, was somebody sending them ? Hard to tell. That superhero, surfaced in the beginning of the month, probably knew more. However, chatting with him seemed difficult as he quickly disappeared once his task done.

" Oh, I'm Ivy by the way."

" Cedric, aka Player for the web, and this is my big sister Carmen."

" Hello." grinned Carmen.

" Nice to meet you, and sorry again." said Ivy, shaking hands.

Suhara had arrived where the young were chatting. He lifted his compass at his eyes' level. It was hesitating between two of them.

" I see. There's potential here. Now, show the best choice for the miraculous of creation." asked Suhara.

The needle pointed Carmen. Perfect. All he has to do was giving her the box. He advanced, looking natural. Once close enough, he slipped the box into Carmen's bag. That one parted with Ivy. Player and Carmen went back home.

" Do you think we'll see that Lone Wolf in action one day ?" wondered Player.

" Perhaps. In any case, I hope that none of us will get akumatized." replied Carmen.

They greeted their parents once home. Cedric invited his sister to play videogames. She followed him in his room. There, she exited her phone from her bag.

" Huh ? What's this ?"

Carmen was holding a round box in her hand. Black, made of wood with an Asian symbol on the lid. She opened it.

" Ear rings ?"

Rounds, dark. Player leaned to see better. Right when Carmen touched one, a sphere of red light appeared. It turned around the young girl before materializing.

" Hello !" said a little creature.

It was a fox, chibi sized like Tag, which fur was red with dark paws. Carmen and her brother remained mouth opened an instant.

" Wow ! What is that thing ?" asked Player.

" Oh crap. You weren't supposed to see me. My name is Suri and I'm a kwami. Very ancient creature with magic. Thus my bearer, that'd be you young miss, will also have powers." introduced the fox.

" I … don't get it at all." admitted Carmen.

" It's pretty simple in fact: my power lent to you will turn you into a superheroine." assured Suri.

" Oh ! Is that what allowed Lone Wolf to be a hero ?" asked Cedric.

" Yes. But we were supposed to have a bearer at the same time. Are you new in here ?" questioned Suri, crossing arms.

" Yes, we just moved in Paris this month. Me, my mother and brother arrived this week." replied Carmen.

" So that's why. Anyway, now it's your turn : you're to be partnered with Lone Wolf. To transform, all you have to say is : Suri, ears up. To be back to your normal self : Suri, ears down." explained Suri.

" Wow wow wow. I never agreed to be a superheroine and go fighting. How did you land in my bag anyway ?" said Carmen, rising a hand.

Suri explained that the current guardian of the Miraculous had chosen her with the help of a magic compass, able the detect the bearers of the kwamis of creation and destruction. Those being the most powerful that object was needed, as a bad choice could result in cataclysm. Suri was the kwami of creation, Tag the one for destruction. Usually, they were given a bearer at the same time. The current situation was very rare.

" But Lone Wolf is doing fine without a partner." mentioned Carmen.

" Yes and no. You see, people can be akumatized thanks to the bearer of the Butterfly, which power is transmission. Little butterflies are used to transform them. Lone Wolf's power being destruction he can destroy them, but not fix the havocs generated during a fight. Only the creation power can do that. He'll reach his limits very soon, that's why you're absolutely needed." revealed Suri.

Player asked why the Butterfly was akumatizing people. According to Suri, how the kwamis' power was used depended on the person. However together, creation and destruction were able to grant one person a wish. He was certainly using his ability to find out their bearer and tried to steal their miraculous. Not knowing their identities it was the best way.


Carmen sighed. This wasn't inspiring her. She wasn't ready for this, she didn't even how to fight. Of what use would she be alongside Lone Wolf ? No, she'll only be a hindrance. She announced that she needed to think about that. Suri got taken aback by this answer. She wanted to insist, but Carmen put back the ear rings in their box. Suri remained silent, guessing she simply needed time. To change her ideas, Carmen started a video game. Player didn't insist either, he too had to ponder what he just learnt. They didn't mentioned the kwami for the whole day. Cedric still advised her to take it to her bedroom. Once inside, Carmen stared at the box for two minutes. Once in her bed, Suri's words and her fate as a superheroine was turning in circles in her mind.

The following day, Carmen was still hesitating. She'd been chosen, meaning she had the qualities, right ? But how to use her power ? What was it even ? Anyway, for the moment she had other things to deal with. Like her and her brother's first day in their new school. They were a bit nervous. Carmen had drove her little brother on her scooter.

" Well, here we are. Good luck little bro, text me when you know the hour of your recess so we could join." said Carmen.

" Alright, good luck to you too sis." smiled Player.

Carmen thanked him, then they parted. Carmen asked her way at the secretary. She arrived before the door, already opened, and took a breath. Two students were already there, a young man and … she had a smile recognizing Ivy. That one smiled at her. Carmen approached and asked if she could sit near her.

" With pleasure. I didn't know you were coming here too. I'm here as part of a student exchange program."

" I see. Well I'm coming from the south of France, but I'm thrilled to see you here." grinned Carmen.

" Same here." smiled Ivy.

Carmen looked at the young man sat on the other side of the class. Chin leaned on his hand, he wasn't paying attention to them at all. Brown messy hair, square jaw, a silver chain bracelet, white shirt and a blue jean. Carmen forget about him. Other students entered, then the teacher.

" Hello everyone. For those who don't know I'm miss Argent." she began.

That done, she asked all of them to introduced themselves. There was Antonio, Jean-Paul, Graham, Chase, Sheena … the way she spoke displeased Carmen. Proud, haughty, that one wasn't going to be a friend, she could feel it. Oh well, didn't matter for now. When they got their timetable, Carmen immediately texted her brother. She got delighted to note they shared some of their recesses. When first recess arrived, as she went out Sheena interpellated Carmen and Ivy.

" So you're new here huh. Well, I'll give you a good advice : learn to know who is important here. I am. My father is the town's mayor. Meaning I'm in charge, remember that." she said.

Then, she walked with a hand raised. Blonde, born from an American mother and a French father she was elegantly dressed. Carmen and Ivy exchanged a bewildered look. What was that.

Apart from that, the day went fine. Carmen met with her little brother during two recesses. They went together back home with Ivy. Farther, a youngster was busy tagging a wall. Brown haired, tan skin, wearing a white shirt and an old trousers, he shook his spray paint can while making a chewing-gum bubble.

" Hey you ! Tagging is forbidden !" he heard.

Damn, he thought. Cop Roberto was here.

" And why ? I'm not hurting anybody, this is art ! You should rather track real criminals !" protested the tagger.

" This isn't art young man, this is degradation. And it's earning you a ticket. Your name ?" replied Roberto, showing his booklet.

" Spinkick."

"Your real name."

" Oh come on ! How about freedom of expression ?"

" Then try paper. Now show me your ID card unless you want to say hello to the police station." retorted Roberto.

Spinkick grumbled about dictature while giving his card. Real name : Felipe Rodriguez. The cop wrote all information needed before giving his contravention. This done, he resumed his patrol, leaving a miffed Spinkick. His frustration at this moment was captured by a very particular person. Localized in a rich apartment, a man opened a window, which did it like a camera.

" Oooh ! Frustration and misunderstanding. Fine cocktail for my akuma." he said.

Dresses in a purple jacket and dark trouser, head practically covered with a silver mask, he lifted a dark gloved hand. All around him were flying dozens of white butterflies. One landed in his hand. Closing his second hand on it, the man concentrated his power. The butterfly became bright dark.

" Now fly, my sweet akuma and darken his heart !"

The akuma flew and exited the place. It found Spinkick walking away, his spray paint can protruding from his pocket. The dark insect entered it. The can turned dark. A redness appeared on Spinkick's face, across his eyes like a war painting. Thin threads drawing a butterfly followed.

" Graffitix, I am Lord Butterfly. Your art isn't acknowledged, and you can't express yourself in a country which motto is supposed to be liberty, brotherhood and equality. Thus, I give you power to express freely your art. In exchange, you'll bring me a little jewel called a miraculous, wore by a certain Lone Wolf."

" Consider it done, Lord Butterfly."

A dark wave of bubbles wrapped him. He was now wearing a white shirt on which was like a very coloured sun, rays of every colour spreading on the whole fabric, then a dark jean. He took his spray can before assaulting a first passer-by : the poor man got tagged on a wall. His body became a silhouette on the wall. Graffitix let a loud laugh escaping, creating a wave of painting on which he surfed to move. Soon, screams of people being transformed into tags reached Carmen, Cedric and Ivy. They watched some citizens being sprayed and printed on the road.

" Oh no !" exclaimed Player.

" That's an akumatized ! Get shelter !" shouted Ivy.

They hid behind a car. Spinkick sprayed cars, buses, anything on his way. A mother yelled when her baby in its stroller got hit. Cedric turned to Carmen to tell she had to do something. No need to tell her : he saw determination in her eyes despite her fear.

" Let's move before he finds us." she said.

Ivy nodded. Once out of sight, Carmen opened her bag. Suri looked at her. After an instant, she took a breath and :

" Suri ! Ears up !"

The kwami got absorbed in the ear rings. Carmen shined.

" Oh not bad !" commented Player.

Carmen's outfit was red, except for the forearms and calves which were black. A white band was spreading from her neck to the waist. Her hair were tied, its extremity now white, reminding a fox tail. Two ears also pointed from it. To complete her new attire, a mask was covering her from now on golden eyes, and a yoyo was tied around her waist.

" A yoyo ? How am I supposed to fight with that ?!" exclaimed Sandiego, holding it in her hand.

" I don't know. But I'm afraid you don't have much time to find out." said Player.

" Right. Wish me good luck little bro."

Carmen ran to where Graffitix was raging.


That one was contemplating his work. Now that was fine art ! No one could complain about it. The cop who verbalized him got already punished : he was now adorning the side of his car.

" Hey !" he heard.

Turning, he discovered a girl looking like a fox.

" There she is ! The miraculous of creation bearer ! Seize her miraculous, I need it as well !" ordered Lord Butterfly.

He could communicate and watched through the eyes of his creations. Graffitix pointed his spray can to her. A powerful coloured stream gushed, that she managed to dodge. She leaped several times before hiding behind a bus stop. Alas, it was quickly turned into a drawing. Carmen ran, Graffitix tailing her. She had to think of a plan … but the young girl had no idea of how using her power. She could tell that the akuma was in his spray paint can, meaning that she certainly have to destroy it to free the man. However, that also implied to get close. Should she made a misstep and it was over. Carmen jumped on a bus. Wait. Where did he go ? Looking around, she spotter a movement. Her blood froze. A throw was coming to her. Before Carmen could do anything, she felt a brutal shock on her belly.

She was pushed away from the attack, and crashed against a wall behind. Landing on her feet, she remained down, catching her breath, a hand on her painful belly. A sound of step startled her. Lifting her head, she discovered a young man before her. Carmen knew immediately who he was : Lone Wolf. He was sporting an outfit as skin-tight as hers, in silver tones. A hood was covering his head, ears pointing out of it. His mask was hiding most of his face, only letting some space around the mouth. The rest of his attire was of a grey coat, largely opened on the legs, forming a tail behind, and a darker grey jean. His blue eyes were planted in hers. He was … intimidating. Carmen really had the feeling that a true wolf was standing before her. She could feel this animal's majesty, confidence, wild strength, combined with power and determination from the human. He was fascinating.

" Who are you ?" he asked.

" Hum …"

She searched for her words.

" I'm ... Ladyfox. The bearer of the kwami of creation. I err … I'm supposed to be your partner." she finally said, getting up.

" Ah yes. My kwami warned me I might have one, one day. Though I don't see why, since I'm doing fine without it." replied Lone Wolf.

Even his voice was something. Like a predator was coming, or a saviour. Carmen saw his ears moving. Then he brutally grabbed her, then used a metallic stick to leap and landed on a roof. Graffitix snarled below. Using his wave of paint, he elevated until them. Deploying his stick, Lone Wolf placed himself before Carmen.

" How can I help you ?" she asked.

" By not getting in my way."

Lone Wolf made his weapon turning before them, preserving them from the paint. Doing this, he approached Graffitix. Carmen grabbed her yoyo. Damn, how was this working ? Carmen looked at Lone Wolf. He was doing well. He had managed to approach Graffitix and was now preventing him from using his spray can. He hit his opponent several times : on the belly, the ribs, the feet, hands, arms, and even the forefront. With an expert movement he disarmed Graffitix. Lone Wolf crashed the can under his feet. Carmen spotted a black butterfly fleeing it.

" Wolf mist !"

A wolf head made of white smoke gushed and bit the butterfly, destroying it. Swiftly turning his stick, he shrunk it and approached the edge of the roof. Down, lots of tags. Carmen came near him.

" Is there anything I can do ?" she questioned.

" Ask your kwami."

Carmen looked at him, then hastened to hide behind a chimney.

" Suri, ears down."

The kwami floated at her head's level.

" How can we fix things ?"

" Use your yoyo. Launch it in the air and say : Lucky Charm. It will give you an object, that you can use to fight, even if it seems weird."

Suri explained how to fix everything. Carmen nodded, then transformed before joining Lone Wolf, who was waiting arms crossed.

" Lucky Charm !"

The yoyo spun an instant. Then, as her kwami said Carmen received a red object.

" A soap ? Weird indeed. Oh well. Miraculous Ladyfox !"

The soap transformed in a myriad of mini foxes who spread everywhere. Lone Wolf slightly widened eyes as the people and objects were back to normal.

" Try to practice. I don't want a partner only good to decorate." commented Lone Wolf, passing near her.

Carmen stiffened, feeling that.

" Hey wait ! How am I getting down ?" she said, when he was about to disappear.

He had a little sigh. He deployed his stick until the ground. Carmen slid, then looked at him an instant before he disappeared. Carmen leaned her head : that didn't went well. She hid to transform back.

" Are you okay Carmen ?" wondered Suri.

" No. I was totally useless. I don't know how to fight or use my power. Lone Wolf is right, I need practice."

" Don't worry. You have a lot of information in your yoyo." revealed Suri.

Carmen didn't reply, and got on her way to meet with Player and Ivy. That one was overexcited by the appearance of a new character. Sandiego hid her feelings behind a smile that didn't fool her brother. Ivy said she absolutely had to post this on her blog. She said goodbye to her classmate. Carmen turned heels. Cedric waited to be home to question her.

" So did you meet with Lone Wolf ? How was he ?"

" Yes, she sighed. But he handled it all on his own."

She was disappointed. Carmen then spoked about the man himself :

" He was … fascinating. When he's in front of you it's like facing a real wolf. That's intimidating too. However, he seemed a bit rude, saying I shouldn't get in his way."

Suri had a little laugh. Typical she said. The kwami, Tag, wasn't very sociable either despite being a wolf. Most of the time, when the kwamis were playing he was rather on the side-lines. He was also the quiet type.

" Hm. Some partner he'll be." commented Carmen.

" Don't get it wrong Carmen. Once you'll tame him and prove yourself he'll be a reliable partner and protector."

" Fine, plus I can't contradict him. I'll train and be reliable too."

" Yeah, I'm sure you'll do just fine. You're beginning, don't be too harsh on yourself." said Cedric.

" But Lone Wolf is doing only since a month, but it's like he did that all his life." Pointed Carmen.

" Perhaps he already knew how to fight before. I'll go search for a place for you to train discreetly." announced Cedric.

Carmen thanked him for his support, then leaned on a little sofa she had here.