Epilogue

And while KISS and Jagged Stone finished their concert in Paris, somewhere else, another kind of concert was taking place. But this one was a very different kind of concert. It was concert where the musicians were the storm clouds and their instruments were the lightning and the thunder. It had been years since a storm of that magnitude hit the area of Glastonbury, in England.

Glastonbury was famous for more than just one reason. In the more recent years, the small town became famous due to the musical festival that bore the town's name, where every year, attracted hundreds of thousands of people. But I was also known for being a centre of religious tourism and pilgrimage, attracting people from all religions and creeds. And that had happened due to the New Age community in the small town, which continued to attract people with New Age and Neopagan beliefs. But more importantly, it was notable for myths and legends often related to Glastonbury Tor, concerning Joseph of Arimathea, the Holy Grail and King Arthur. One of the most famous myths of that land, was attributed to Joseph, who was said to have arrived in Glastonbury and stuck his staff into the ground, when it flowered miraculously into the Glastonbury Thorn.

But on that night, another myth would be added to the list of incredible things that supposedly happened there, over the course of centuries. But unlike the myths that supposedly took place there, but never really did, this one myth, would be very much real, and only a handful of people in the world, would ever know about it. A myth related to the Miraculous Order, the Miraculous heroes, and their everlasting fight against the forces of darkness.

Driving through one of the county roads, was sheer madness that night, because of the rain that kept coming down quite hard. But for Harold Venable there was no other way for him to get home. Having ended his shift in one of the small town's pubs, he was anxious to get home, where he could get some sleep, after what he had considered a day fit for a madman. The pub had had its fair share of customers that day, combined with a headache he woke up with and that only got worse, as the day went by, he was in need of a goodnight of sleep. And as the cherry on top, he was forced to take his dog, Rascal, a Golden Labrador, to work, because his cousin, who was supposed to keep him that day, had a last-minute mishap and could not keep him. With that happening, he had to take the dog with him to work. This, of course, made his boss boiling mad, because he hated dogs.

All in all, Harold just wanted that day to be over. But the storm, and his own car had different plans for him. As he made the turn, he heard a noise that alerted him. He recognized it as being the noise of a busted tyre. Pulling over, he could not help but to curse his luck.

"This is just great!" -Harold said. –"This is all I needed. A busted tyre, in the middle of a rain storm! What did I do to deserve this?!" -he shouted, as he checked his cell phone. –"And the worst part, is that I don't have a signal!"

Outside, the rain kept pouring down, with no sign of stopping. Without a signal, Harold was stuck there, unable to call for assistance. Gritting his teeth in anger, he decided that he was going to have to change the tyre himself. Telling his dog to stay put, he got out of the car and went to get the things he needed to replace tyre, from the car's trunk. In a matter of seconds, he became wet from head to toes, but Harold tried not to think about it. All he was thinking about was trying to change the tyre as fast as possible, so he could get home.

"C-Come on! Come on! Stupid bolts! Why d-don't you turn?!" -Harold cursed, as he tried to loosen the bolts, so he could take out the busted tyre and replace it with the spare one. –"Come on! All I'm asking for is a little bit of cooperation here!" -he sighed

Unfortunately, cooperation was the one thing the weather had in its mind, when Harold said that. As if it had heard him speak those words, the rain began to fall even harder than before, making it hard for him to see what he was going. And then, something else happened. Because he did not lock the car door properly, his dog kicked the door open, and decided to exit and join him in the rain.

"Rascal?! Rascal, what are you doing outside the car?!" -Harold asked the dog, as if waiting for him to answer him. –"Get back inside the car!" -he ordered him.

But instead of doing as his owner told him to do, the Golden Labrador decided the rain was just too fun, and started to run down the road, enjoying every drop that fell on his fur. Harold, on the other hand, did not enjoy that stunt and told Rascal to come back that instant.

"Rascal! Get back here!" -Harold shouted at the dog. –"Get back here, right now!" -he ordered him.

After a couple of shouts, Harold realized the dog was not obeying him, and so, he dropped what he was doing and went after it. Grabbing the dog's leash from the backseat of the car, he went to get him. But as he approached Rascal, the dog thought that he wanted to play with him, and started to run down the road. Chasing him, Harold kept yelling at the Golden Labrador to come back, but he just kept going.

"Rascal! What's with this dog?!" -Harold thought to himself, as he quickened his pace, trying to catch the dog.

Harold tried to run as quickly as his legs allowed him to. Because he was not in terrific shape, it made it hard for him to keep up with the Rascal. Still, he managed to caught up with him. Unfortunately, just as he was about to grab him, a lightning bolt, combined with the sound of thunder scared Rascal, who ran into the woods that were located on the left side of the road. Calling for the dog, Harold tried to catch his breath, while assessing what he was to do. On one hand, the storm was getting worse and entering the woods, where he could be struck by a lightning, was not the best of ideas. But on the other, he had to get his dog, before it got hurt, or worse.

"Why didn't I get a cat?! Cats never give people, this kind of trouble!" -Harold thought to himself, as he got out of the road, and entered the woods.

Even though he had lived in that county through most of his life, Harold had never set foot in those words before. And not even in a million years, would he think that he would set foot in them that day, in the middle of the worst rain storm he had ever seen. The tall trees blocked the little light there was, making it hard for Harold to see where he was going, or where he stepped on. The only thing he had to guide him were the flashlight from his cell phone, and his dog's barking sound, which he kept following. Tripping on what he believed was either a tree's root or a rock, he fell on the ground. Quickly getting up, he kept chasing after Rascal, hoping to catch him. During what could have been seconds, or maybe minutes, he did not hear the dog barking, and with the wind howling, he had to focus on listening to everything that surrounded him, hoping to hear that familiar barking.

"Come on! Where did you go, you crazy dog?!" -Harold thought to himself.

Thunder was heard twice, before he heard the dog barking again. Following the barking, he hoped to get him and go back to the car, so he could finish change the tyre, before he broke a foot, or worse. Panting hard, he continued to follow the dog's barks, until he found him. Rascal had stopped in front of a large rock, and was barking and snarling at it. Seeing that, Harold wondered why he was doing that, as he quickened the pace, to get to where the dog was.

"Rascal! For God's sake, what's gotten into you?!" -Harold asked him, once again, as if he hoped he would answer him.

But the dog did not pay him attention. Instead, he continued to barking and snarling at the large rock. The rock itself did not look anything special. It was just a large oval-shaped rock that was half buried in the ground. Harold just did not understand why the dog continued to do that. He figured that perhaps Rascal had seen a rabbit going under the rock, and was now trying to scare him out of its hiding place. But being exhausted, wet and annoyed, he could not care less about it. He did not care if his dog had seen a rabbit or if he was just snarling at the rock, because he felt like it. So, he did what he had set himself to do, and that was to grab the dog, put the leash on him, and drag him back to where he had left the car.

"I… I don't know what's wrong with you, but don't you dare do this to me again!" -Harold said, as he placed the leash on the dog. –"You do that, and I swear to God, that I'll trade you for a cat, you hear me?!" -he said, as he began to drag him. –"And quit barking like that! There's nothing there! Crazy dog, you!"

Harold kept dragging Rascal out of there, as Rascal continued to bark and snarl, with him telling him to shut up. He just saw no logic to what was happening, just like he saw no logic on the dog exiting the car and force him to chase him in that blasted rain. Ignoring it, Harold, went back the way he had come, dragging Rascal. But had they stayed for a few more minutes, Harold would have seen something, which he would never again see, during his lifetime. A lightning stroke the rock, at which his dog had been barking at, and opened a small crack, to reveal the entrance as to what was most likely a cavern. From inside, a blue light glowed for just a split second, and an animal was heard, coming from inside. The animal, whose call was heard was of a bird, but it was not the call of an ordinary bird. It was the call of a kind of bird that was not native to the Glastonbury area… it was the call of a peacock.

The End (for now)

Did you just read what you think you read? Did you read the word "peacock"? You sure did. xD I admit that I was saving this little surprise for the ending of this fanfic, and I had to stop myself from revealing it earlier, more than once. So, blue light, the call of a peacock... that can only mean one thing... the peacock miraculous is going to make its first appearence, soon. And who might be the holder of that miraculus? Will it be friend or foe? Will it help the Miraculous Heroes, or try to destroy them, by joining Hawk Moth? So many questions, and so little answers. (I'm really mean, right?, xD) But they will all be answered, sooner or later.

And now, I will reveal to you what I have planned for the Miraculous Team next. What kind of adventure awaits our noble heroes in the sequel? Well, I can't reveal much about it, because I don't want to spoil it. But I can tell you this, another character from the OG show will be making its first appearence in this AU of mine, and the name of the sequel to this fanfic will be "Miraculous Team: Connections". As for who this new character will be, let's jsut say that she's mean, she has been akumatized twice, and she's the main reason why a certain blonde heiress is the way she is in the OG show... that's right, Audrey Bourgeois, Chloé's mom will be making her first appearence in my fanfics, and I can promise you that she will play a big part in it.

But before we even find out what's going to happen in "Miraculous Team: Connections", allow me to give you another piece of news. A lot of people have been asking me, over and over, for me to write a couple of one-shots with Marinette and the others acting like regular teenagers, and without the need to worry about a potential Akuma attack happening. So, I decided to do just that... the next fic you will see me uploading here, will be that one-shot, which I'm already working on, and hope to have it finished within the next week or so. So join me and the Miraculous Team next time, for an adventure that will have a sleepover in it, in "Miraculous Team: Slumber Party". Until then, see ya around!

P.S Oh, and I will be uploading the revised version of "Miraculous Team: Origins" soon, so be sure to check it out and see a couple of changes to it, as well as additional information and dialogue, that was not in the first version. You might want to check out stellartlunae and Kiriyan pages on DA, because they have come up with some insane drawings for me, featuring our favourite Miraculous Heroes. :)