Author's Note: I thank all of you who have left such positive reviews and have favorited this story. After a long time of leaving this account unattended, and focusing on a lot of other story ideas.. I have decided to come back to this one. Hopefully, I will finish this within the year. I make no promise on when I will update as I wish to polish this story before I upload any new chapters. I really hope that you all will enjoy where I am taking this story :)
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing to do with Miraculous Ladybug & Chat Noir.
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Lady Luck
Summary: The toughest Akuma has been let loose, and the Miraculous Duo faces a great tragedy. A dear friend in coma, and heartache for one of our beloved heroes.
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Chapter 2: Chosen
There is not a lot known about Ladybug and Chat Noir. No one knows who they are, or what they look like outside of the mask other than what is exposed; however, Paris knows that Chat Noir has the power to destroy as Ladybug has the power to heal and create. They know that their two heros are young, kind and just. They know that when trouble appears they will come, and at the end of the day any damage done will be cured by Ladybug. Until it isn't. Ladybug and Chat Noir are not invincible. They are not all powerful, or all knowing. They do not know the full extent of their miraculous. They're just children thrust into the fight against a stranger calling himself Le Papillon. A criminal that caused damage and wronged the citizens of Paris. A criminal that has finally gone too far.
Although the Miraculous cure fixed the structural damages and those with minor injuries the same cannot be said of those who are mortally wounded, or are already gone. Chat Noir was not alone in his cry of angst and heartache as family of unfortunate victims wept over their losses. He and those families were not alone in their sorrow as all of Paris mourned the lives lost and the unknown fate of one of the Miraculous Duo. As the blue skies turned midnight the lights of the busy hospital could clearly be seen lighting the night. Though reporters attempted, all failed to get into the building of healers and ask about Ladybug. Everyone knew it was going to be a long night filled with pain and bitter relief.
Away from the eyes of everyone, the young Chat Noir stood atop the hospital building away from wandering eyes and shining lights.
Author's Note: Let me know if you're all still interested in this, I would love to hear your inputs as I develop this story further :)
Bye, bye little butterflies.