A/N: A bit shorter than the first part, I'll admit.

Alya was sitting in her room later that night, staring at her phone. She had been trying to get ahold of Mrs. Dupain-Cheng, but had yet to get through.

"Alya! Get in here!" Nora shouted, desperately.

Alya raced into the living room, "Nora, what is it?" Nora pointed to the TV, where a tearful Nadja Chamack was reporting.

"Today, teenager Marinette Dupain-Cheng was attacked by fellow student Lila Rossi. Not much is known, other than that Miss Rossi is being taken out of the country, far from Hawkmoth." Nadja reached up and wiped a tear off her face, and Alya's breath quickened, "A few minutes ago, it… it was confirmed that Marinette… That Marinette died from her injuries."

"No." Alya whispered. She felt her knees buckle, "NO!" She felt arms catch her as she fell, and could hear Nora try telling her that it was okay. But it wasn't. Marinette was gone. Nothing was ever going to be okay.

A week later, there was a funeral for Marinette. Hundreds of people showed up. Many stepped up to tell stories about Marinette, or to say what their favorite thing about her was. Jagged Stone and Luka performed a song in honor of her, written by Luka, though Jagged had to take over when Luka was overcome by emotion.

Her old classmates all came up with testimonies about how wonderful Marinette was. Alya was the only one who couldn't finish.

No one noticed the girl in the back, face hidden by a black veil, who watched them all with red eyes. No one noticed the faint light from under the lid of the casket, and no one realized that it was empty when it was put in the ground.

Hours later, after everyone left, the girl came forward and placed her hand on the fresh dirt. "I'm sorry, Maman, Papa, Luka." She said, "But this is what needs to happen." And with that, she left, leaving no trace.

Two weeks later, Paris was surprised to find a "new" Ladybug.

Her hair was long, dark red waves, held back in a ponytail. Her outfit was different, a red top with black spots, that went solid black after a short sleeve. She had a thick, black stripe around her stomach, and then it once again went to the red with black spots until her thighs, where it went black once more, and merged with her boots. She wore black shoulder pads and knee pads, and had wings, red with black spots. The edges of her mask were black, but that was the only difference there. The biggest difference, though, were her eyes, which were dark purple. She called herself Crimson Bug.

Two days after Crimson Bug's appearance, Chat Noir resigned. He said that he couldn't go through losing another partner. Crimson had turned so she wouldn't see him de-transform, and he had time to say goodbye to Plagg.

In the midst of all of this, there was a new girl on the streets of Batignolles, a district in the 17th arrondissement. If people had looked close enough, the would have found something about the red-haired girl familiar. Whether it was her smile, or the way her eyes, an unnatural purple, looked. If they paid attention, maybe the would have noticed a small apartment all the sudden come in use, while it's resident was never scene. Maybe they would have noticed the shipments that went out, and came in. Maybe they would have noticed the little creatures darting to and fro, but they never did.

If the kids at school paid more attention, they might have noticed the new girl, who's red hair was always in braid, and who kept to herself. But most of them didn't.

Most of them.

A few did. They became friends with here, though it didn't take long for them to realize that she had a secret she wasn't telling them, but it was okay.

One in particular caught her attention for an entire different reason.

Two weeks after meeting her, he went home to find a small box on his bed. Upon opening it, a tiny, black creature flew out.

"Felix Vigneau, you are the new Chat Noir. Congratulations. Now, do you have any cheese?"

Felix Vigneau is sorta a mix between Felix Agreste, Felix Culpa, and canon Felix. So... yeah... XD