AN: This is my first time writing for this site. I hope I have fun with it. I like reviews. (wink wink)
Prologue:
Wayzz was in a peaceful slumber. He floated around in his dream land with all the other kwamies. The ground was slightly misty, and they could hardly see one another, but he didn't really care. He could sense their presence and that was all the proof he needed to know they were all there.
The only thing off about it was a slight aura of uncertainty coming from the kwamies of the ladybug and of the black cat.
"It's ok Sugarcube. They didn't get along this time but they might next time." Was the voice of the cat kwami, trying to give his other half hope once again.
"But they never do Plagg!" came a choked reply.
Wayzz decided to check it out, even though he could already predict what went wrong.
"Oh, did another pair not work out Tikki?" Wayzz asked
"That's exactly what happened Wayzz! Just like the last time! This time at the loss at thousands of lives! Is it too much to ask for one pair of our chosens to get along?" Tikki snapped. "I'm sorry Wayzz, this time Plagg's chosen used their Cataclysm on the volcano and resulted in Pompei being destroyed."
"Sugarcube, I'm sorry that this keeps happening. Don't you think we should just accept that they will never get along and we can be together while in the Miracle Box?" Plagg continued his reassurances while Wayzz floated in awe and other kwamis started gathering around.
"That's the thing Plagg. I don't want to give up on them. I cared for each of them dearly. I just don't understand why they had to hate yours."
Plagg gave her a shrug and nuzzled her nose with a sad look in his face that told everyone else that he was just as clueless.
"I'll tell the master not to send both of you out at the same time if you wish."
They both looked at him with faces that said it all. They didn't want to, but it may be for the best.
The dream haze turned dark, and a neon purple symbol of a twisted butterfly hung in the sky. All the kwamis looked up in fright at the booming voice.
"Now, I shall be named... Hawkmoth."
Wayzz woke up with a start from his dream. He took a second to calm down and think this through. Odd, that memory was from a few thousand years ago. He thought with awe. But wait, after that conversation, Plagg and Tikki nodded their heads and he told the current master, there was no darkness. He checked for any auras from the peacock and butterfly.
He didn't like what he found. Surrounding Nooroo was an aura of grief, anger, despair, and a hunger for justice and retribution. This is something he must alert the master on.
"Master! Master!" Wayzz called through the small rental space of Fu's home. Said master was sitting on a small mat on the floor, reading about medicinal herbs.
"What's the matter Wayzz? I've got a customer coming any minute now."
"I sense a terrible aura from the Butterfly miraculous. It's full of grief and anger." Wayzz hurriedly replied.
Fu gasped and opened the box. He picked up the ladybug miraculous.
"That would be a great choice master. The ladybug can purify…" Wayzz stopped when he saw the other miraculous Fu decided on.
"But master! The Cat and the Ladybug together? That hasn't been done in thousands of years! I'm sure you've heard why."
"I don't know Wayzz, I've a good feeling about this one."