Chapter 4: Miraculous Order

Previously….

"Please Senator stay the night. It is not safe to drive a star fighter this late all the way back to Alderaan."

"Thank you Master Selma," Organa thanked getting up. "The gesture is extremely appreciated."

"Anything for you Senator. And please, its just Selma now." The senator just looked embarrassed but Selma assured her it was all right. After giving him some sheets and extra clothes before directing him to the guest bedroom. On the way to her own room she stopped by Michael and Madeline's room. Both twins were asleep, though Madeline left her lights on. She gently shut the door, and walked ot her room, where a little Kwami by the name of ZeeZee was waiting.

"Ready for patrol?" the little bee creature asked smiling.

"Yes." Selma closed the door before taking a deep breath. "ZeeZee, transform me!"

The silver comb glowed gold as the kwami was sucked into it, turning it gold with black stripes. Black and gold sparkles immediately engulfed the Jedi Master, transforming her clothes into a bee themed skintight outfit, complete with black gloves, boots, lipstick and mask. On her belt, in place of her light saber, she had a medium long blowgun with several stinger-like darts in a little pouch as well. Magical power coursed through her, causing her shoulders to relax but also tense up at the same time. It had been too long since she had been the hero Paris dubbed Queen Bee; she doubted if anyone remembered her. But if she could keep her presence a secret until she figured out a plan it would be better for the children and for her, as well as Paris. From what she heard from the Padawans, there were two superheroes that appeared a couple of months before Selma decided to head to Paris, so it was safe as far as she was concerned.

But if they failed, then she would have to step up and take the role of the guardian. Sighing Queen Bee walked over to the window, opening up to let the cool breeze enter. The bee themed hero smiled as she climbed out on the ledge and crawling up to the roof, using her gloves' super stickiness to aid her. There was something about Earth that brought a smile to the Jedi Master's face. There were several different regions with different climates, ranging from scorching hot like Tatooine, to freezing cold like Hoth, or maybe even Ilum to the milder, much warmer climates like some of the tropical planets like Naboo. Queen Bee stood on the roof and stared at the Eiffel Tower in the distance. A symbol of hope for many, just like the Temple of the Jedi Order. Except only time will tell if the Tower will stand the tests of time.

Shaking her head, Queen Bee jumped off the roof in the direction away from the Tower and deeper into town, keeping to the shadows. The jumps were amplified with the Force, so she was able to make great distances easily between roofs. She stopped right when she arrived at the Agreste Manor, breathing heavy from the jumps. The mansion still looked the same as it did all those years ago when she left. The lights were all shut off except for one on the side. Selma smiled to herself slightly. Her son always was the Late Owl while her husband was the earliest riser she had ever seen, probably even more so than some of the Council Members. From where she was there were cameras everywhere, which caused her brow to furrow. Sure the two couples who were extremely rich had taken precautions to make sure their home and valuables were safe but from what Queen Bee could see was pure overkill.

Cameras lined every corner of the compound, pointing at different places, but each one was pointed at the compound. There was a security camera at the front of the gate, which seemed to move from a control on the inside. This place seemed to have more security than the Jedi Temple ever did in its centuries of existing.

Her brow furrowed as she spotted a figure move in the lighted room. There was a flash of bright green and black before the entire room went dark and a figure jumped out of the window. She could easily see the golden blonde hair and striking green eyes from here but anything else was cloaked in shadow. Queen Bee crouched behind a chimney when the figure that she remembered was Cat Noir from the news looked her way. She hid until she was certain he had gone. With one last look towards the Agreste household, Queen Bee started to jump in the direction of Cat Noir she presumed he went. She searched for about thirty minutes with no luck. Right as she was about to give up, the bee themed hero heard the tell tale signs of silent but rowdy conversations.

"And I'm just saying, if you want to tattoo jerk to your forehead, it would be helpful for everybody," A young female voice said matter of factly.

"Whoa. Where did that come from Bugaboo?" an equally young male voice asked. Queen Bee presumed that was Cat noir speaking due to his uncaring attitude leaking into his voice. The female just sighed as the bee hero imagined her rubbing her head as she suspected a headache was forming.

"Nowhere. It's just this girl at my school is such a…." there was a pause as Queen Be suspected the female was searching for an appropriate word to use. She apparently gave up with a frustrated grunt.

"Hey if you need me to take care if it for you I would happily do it Milady." Cat Noir offered.

"Thanks Cat," the female thanked, sounding sincere. The two continued to chat, leaving Queen Bee to get bored quickly. She was about to leave when she felt the ever-annoying tickle that accompanied a sneeze. Before she could even attempt to try and stop it, she let loose a loud and very wet sneeze, causing the young heroes to stop their conversation and tense.

"Who's there?" the female asked. There was complete and utter seriousness in her voice; none of the playfulness she heard earlier. Knowing it was futile to keep quiet, Queen Bee reluctantly stepped out of the shadows and into the light. She came face to face with Cat Noir and a girl who she presumed was Ladybug, if her red and black polka dotted outfit was anything to go by. Her raven black hair was tied back into pigtails with red ribbons keeping it out of her face. The magic that came with the miraculous blurred the holder's face when transformed but for some reason Queen Bee felt she recognized the superhero standing in front of her.

"My name is Queen Bee," the hero introduced her hands in the universal sign of surrender. "I mean you no harm."

Ladybug and Cat Noir, who had been wielding a staff and yoyo (really?) respectively, hesitantly relaxed as they continued to eye the bee hero with suspiciously.

"Why are you here?" Ladybug asked.

This girl would've made an excellent Jedi and General, Selma thought bitterly. But out loud she said, "I was just getting familiar with the place. But now that I know that there are two others out there I want to ask you something."

The two heroes glance at each other, Cat Noir smiling and wiggling his eyebrows mischievously. Ladybug groaned and rubbed her head as she turned back to Queen Bee.

"Ask away Ms." She said.

"I wish to divide Paris, into sectors, since there are enough of us to protect it easily. " Queen Bee explained. "That way we can cover more ground on patrol."

"I'm sorry but just who do you think you are waltzing in like this and taking over?" Ladybug interrupted. Queen Bee had to bite down a remark that would've put the young hero in her place. If she was anyone of her soldiers they would be running twenty laps around whatever base she was stationed at. But she wasn't. So taking a deep breath, Queen Bee swallowed her anger.

"I do believe that I am older than you are, and if I did my research correctly then you have just recently received your miraculous. So, by fault, I out rank both of you, easily but I will be generous and let you do your thing and lead the charge for a change. However I am not willing to leave Paris in the hands of children. I will stay out of your way unless you require assistance. I can volunteer to take the East and West side, while you and cat boy take the North and South. We stay out of each other's way, that way we are not bothering each other. So what do you say?"

"Uh give us a minute, sil-vous plait," Ladybug requested. Cat Noir and her huddled together several paces down to talk quietly. While they were chatting Queen Bee observed the people below. There were young couples holding hands, parents holding sleepy children and some young teenagers out and about while they should've been in bed. The bee themed hero smiled to herself. It was nights like this that made her glad she was alive and well.

"Excuse me? Mademoiselle L'abeille?" Ladybug pulled her out of her thoughts. "Cat Noir and I have agreed to your terms."

"Yeah we promise to stay out of your way," Cat Noir put in. Then he smirked when he added, "It would be an honor to help you learn the ropes to bee honeyst." Ladybug and Queen Bee simultaneously face palmed at Cat Noir's horrible attempt at a bee joke.

"Does he do this all the time?" The older hero asked.

"All. The. Time," Ladybug answered dryly. With a slight smile she added, "but it's kind of cute and endearing." Queen Bee rolled her still grass green eyes as she made her way towards the edge of the roof. Storm clouds rolled in silently over the blanket of stars, giving off an ominous feeling and air. Suddenly a beeping sound caught her attention. It was her comb. Soon she would transform back into dojo owner Selma Turon and she had no intentions of walking all the way back to the dojo. Sighing she turned to the two heroes her face set.

"If you'll excuse me, but I have to be going now," she said before taking off. The Jedi Master made it back to the home right as her miraculous lost power, and she detransformed back to her normal self. She caught the exhausted kwami right before she fell to the ground. ZeeZee yawned tiredly as Selma placed the kwami on a soft area on the bookshelf before the human master went to go and get something for the kwami to eat. The bee kwami usually preferred honey or nougats after a transformation, but she would eat anything but it had to be sweet.

Selma quietly tip toed through the house, checking on her guest before heading down to the kitchen. The senator from Alderaan was sleeping peacefully, snoring slightly as his chest rose up and down, the only indication that he was alive since he was on his back and so still he could've been presumed dead. Shaking her head, Selma quietly shut the door and continued her quest to the kitchen where she gathered the needed supplies before returning to her room, shutting the door behind her.

"I have your usual honey and nougats ZeeZee," Selma announced placing the items next to the little kwami. "Please do not make a mess. I am going to go and get ready for bed." As the bee fairy started to dig into her feast Selma started to strip into her nightclothes, which consisted of a knee long, long sleeved silk nightgown with her hair tied up in a messy high bun. She placed the comb in a safe place that only she knew where. Once the Master was ready for bed, she collapsed on her cot, not catching ZeeZee's face, which was dripping honey in a cartoonish fashion. The kwami placed the closed bottle of honey down before zooming over to her master and snuggling closely to her. Before either Jedi or fairy knew it, both were in the tight embrace of sleep….

Selma stood on what looked to be the bridge of an imperial star destroyer, facing a planet she knew to be Alderaan, the twins' home world. Selma had a deep sense of foreboding settle in the pit of her stomach. The Force wanted her to see this…something is going to happen that has yet to happen. Something that was going to change the course of the galaxy.

A voice beside her startled her but she recognized it as General Tarkin, or Grand Moff Tarkin as he was known now. The traitor. "You may fire when ready." The Imperial lackeys pressed in code and Selma felt the power under her feet. Suddenly a beam of green light shot out straight at the peaceful planet, sending pieces of rock to scatter into space. Selma stood there shocked and stunned as the Force cried out, causing her to fall to her knees.

"It felt like a bunch of people were crying out and then suddenly silenced," A wise voice stated mysteriously. The world around her soon grew dark as she was thrown back into her body

-Fast Forward (Monday morning)-

Marinette awoke to Tiki shaking her a wake and yelling in her face. She groaned and sat up groggily. With a glance at the clock Marinette gasped and threw the covers off, along with Tiki, but she dodged the covers easily. The raven-haired designer quickly showered and dressed in her usual flowered shirt, brown cardigan, and pink pants. Once Marinette had her books and things in her bag, she grabbed her pink purse and ran out of the door, with Tiki dashing into purse.

"Mama, Papa, I'm gone!" Marinette cried as she grabbed some left over food from the bakery. "I love you!"

"We love you too!" Madame Sabine called down. "Have a good day!"

"Merci! Et toi!" With that Marinette dashed down the street towards the school. She made it just as the final bell rang, sliding in her seat next to Alya who was scrolling through her phone. Chloe and Sabrina, or as the reporter liked to call them Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Blonde, where already there, laughing about someone who was probably out of fashion. Rose and Juleka were there, the blonde happily chatting about Prince Ali's next visit to Paris. Kim and Max were there, with Max doing next week's algebra homework while Kim was folding a paper airplane. Everyone else, Alix, Ivan, Nathanaël, Mylène were there each chatting with their respective seat partners, until Ms. Bustier walked in, her presence silencing the class.

"I hope everyone had an excellent weekend," the literature teacher greeted. Each of the students glanced at each other knowingly. This was the quietest weekend they had since the akuma showed up, which was rare, a blessing and also pretty anxious. It was like the calm before the storm, but for now, the students weren't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. That is until they get too much homework. "So just a quick reminder Wednesday we'll be heading to the new dojo that opened up. Please remember to wear comfortable clothing and to bring a change of clothes for afterwards. We'll be back in time for you to change before the next class. Now onto the lesson."

The rest of the class was spent talking about an American author and poet who was quite gory, in Marinette's opinion. Apparently his works were also the inspiration of a serial killer during the last few days of his life. He was also to have said, 'If I knew my works would be an inspiration of a killer I would have devoted more time to eroticism.' That earned a snicker of laughter from the immature boys in the class and caused a fiery red blush to appear on both Marinette and Adrien. The class ended with Ms. Bustier assigning the class one of the most famous poem's called The Raven.

"Next class we'll talk about the Mask of the Red Death and discuss it." Ms. Bustier said right as the bell rang for homeroom. The students sighed as they relaxed and started to talk among themselves.

"So are you coming with us to the sci-fi movie marathon they're showing at the Eiffel Tower tonight?" Alya asked

"I don't know," Marinette admitted. She wasn't the biggest fan of science fiction but something told her she didn't' want to miss out. "I mean what are they showing?"

"All Galaxy Wars movies including the hated prequels. Personally I enjoy them."

Behind them, Nino scoffed, "If you even show one hint of enjoyment for the prequels at the showing, then I'm not sticking up for you when a bunch of nerds try to beat up on you."

Alya scoffed as well, "I don't need you to stick up for me. I can take care of myself.'

"Yeah if running head first into akuma fights just to get a shot of Ladybug is taking care of yourself then I must have the definition wrong." Marinette commented earning a slight smack on the arm. The two giggled.

"Oh I almost forgot," Nino suddenly said. "I invited those two kids from the dojo to go with us if that's okay."

"Oh you mean Madeline and Michael?" Alya asked. The conversation then turned to the two strange kids, and then turned to the man they claimed was a senator.

"I've never even heard of a Senator Organa before," Alya wondered out loud. "Not even in the national news. I tried to look him up…. nada."

"Any theories?" Marinette whispered.

"Obviously. The two that most fit with this is that Selma Turon is part of an underground cult and this 'Senator Organa' is like the second in command, and Turon is the leader. That or they are aliens from another planet and they are here to take over the world and Senator Organa is the first in a multitude of aliens trying to infiltrate the government."

A snort coming from across the aisle drew the group's attention. "Yeah right. If anything, Senator Organa is a fake name and those losers are probably just making something up to get friends."

"I don't think you have any bases to judge anyone Chloe," Alya spat back at the blonde. "Especially someone you haven't even met."

"I don't need to meet some lowly peasant to know that they aren't worth their salt. I mean I'm the mayor's daughter for crying out loud!"

Alya moved to get up, but Marinette stopped her. She knew when to pick and choose her battles, but Alya needed to learn that. The reporter just glared daggers at the blonde as she continued to file her well-manicured nails. The bell rang once more, signifying the end of homeroom and the start of science. After two more classes, they had lunch break.

Alya, Marinette and Nino sat together for lunch, while Adrien went home for it. The three sat around in a circle, eating their various foods and laughing. Halfway into their lunch break Alya got a notification on her phone that a strange, unidentified object was seen flying over the Seine earlier this morning. They even got a blurry, grainy picture. Marinette looked at her friend with a raised eyebrow. According to the article, French military forces attempted to take it down, assuming it was a threat. After a rather thrilling chase, the military was close to brining it down, one more appeared out of nowhere, giving the other enough time to leave before it vanished, shooting off into space. The one that arrived later also vanished, leaving no trace whatsoever. Although Mayor Bourgeois was trying to deny it being a UFO and saying that it was just a military testing.

"Do you think the ships are connected to Area 51?" Nino asked.

"No. Because there is no such thing as aliens." Marinette argued. The raven-haired designer slipped two pieces of her sandwich to Tiki discreetly. She humped as the bell rang once again. The rest of the day was uneventful except for a pop quiz in science. Marinette quietly watched the seconds tick away on the clock until the final bell rang. With out hesitation her and Alya left the classroom and headed to the front of the room.

"So am I going to meet you there or are were going to get the other together?"

"Let's go together. I think it would be better for all of us to go as a big group."

"Hey ladies wait up." Adrien called. They both stopped and glanced over and they saw the blonde model walk over to them. But he stopped halfway as Chloe practically throwing herself on the poor model.

"ADRIKINS!" She squealed. "My daddy has an interview tonight at a very nice restaurant and I think that I can get my daddy to make us a reservation."

"Uh actually I was planning on going to a sci-fi movie marathon with Nino," Adrien pushed the blonde away none too gently.

"But adrikins!" Chloe whined.

"Sorry but I already made plans," Adrien said walking away. He walked over to the girls, who were staring at them with eyes wide and jaws on the floor. He smiled at the two, mainly Marinette. "Hey. So are we meeting at the Eiffel Tower at let's say, 6:30?"

"Oh yeah, we'll Eiffel Tower you at the meet, I mean we'll six-thirty at you, uh." Marinette hid her tomato red face as she stuttered embarrassingly. Alya placed her hand on Marinette's shoulder.

"We'll meet you there at 6:30." Alya covered her.

"Great." A horn coming from a black limousine sounded, causing all of them to cover their ears. Adrien sighed as he made his way to the limousine waving the girls goodbye.

"I'll meet you at the dojo girl," Alya said as she walked off.

"Okay." Marinette waved goodbye. She sighed as she walked towards her home. The streets were full of people and some tourists taking a picture of everything they saw, which was kind of annoying in Marinette's opinion. When she arrived at home, she quickly got freshened up and changed into something a little nicer. She decided on a tan colored top, with a nice pair of blue jeans and sandals.

"You look cute Marinette," Tikki complemented. "But isn't it just a movie marathon?"

"Yeah so?"

Tikki scrunched her face into a knowing smile that looked deviously like a smirk. "Are you sure it's not for Adrien?" The fairy stressed the word 'sure' causing it to sound a lot like Alya.

"Yes I'm sure Tiki." Marinette assured the little red thing. She undid her ponytails and ran a brush through her wild hair. While she was doing so, her mother called her down, something about a friend waiting for her. That couldn't be right. Her clock read 4:45 and Alya was supposed to be there to pick her up at five. So who could it be?

"Stay here Tikki. I'll be right back." Marinette ordered. The little fairy nodded as she continued to eat her little cookies. "Coming mom!"

When Marinette arrived her mother and father were talking to Madeline and Michael. The two females were chatting quietly and drinking a glass of tea, while Michael and her dad were arm wrestling kind of loudly. Marinette rolled her eyes. Men.

Madeline and Michael were both pretty dressed up, with Madeline wearing a nice high collared no sleeve summer green dress with black leggings, brown boots, and jean jacket. Her hair was done in a braid, and Marinette couldn't help but be jealous. Madeline's hair was long and very lush, with bleach blonde ends. Michael wore a nice tee shirt, with a buttoned up vest, worn out blue jeans and cowboy boots. Madeline and Sabine laughing quietly at the two men Marinette watched the scene from the stairs.

"Oh Marinette there you are," Sabine moved off the stool to hug her daughter. "You look nice. Is Adrien going?"

"Mom," Marinette protested turning bright red. Madeline chuckled, moving off her stool. "Hey how are ya?"

"Pretty good, all things considering." Madeline said. She added dramatically, "My brother and your father are locked in a battle for the fate of…. a plate of macaroons."

Marinette chuckled at the seriousness of her tone. "Let me go and brush my hair and grab my purse. I'm almost ready."

"Okay. Just please hurry. I don't want my brother to end up in a wrestling match over a plate of chocolate chips. And your father could very well end up killing him."

Marinette couldn't help but giggle at her comment and grabbed everything she needed. Tikki watched as her Chosen flew around the room, grabbing her phone, and Tikki as well as her cookies and stuffed them in her purse. When Marinette ran back down stairs, Alya was they're chatting with Madeline and Michael.

"Oh hey girl. You ready?"

"Yeah."

"Then let's go."

"What about Nino and Adrien?" Madeline inquired.

"They're going to meet us there."

-Line Break-

Adrien squeezed a drop of cologne onto his skin before rubbing it in. True it was just a movie marathon, but Marinette was going to be there. Looking in the full-length mirror he smiled to himself. He wore a powered grey shirt, with a black button up vest, black jeans and nice converse. His father made all of them of course. He combed his wild main of hair back, and dabbed a bit of Agreste cologne on, looking semi presentable.

"Ugh, I don't think I can take much more of this love stuff," Plagg grumbled, holding a piece of Camembert.

"Oh shut it Plagg," Adrien demanded, though he did it with a smile. "I feel confident about tonight. And in no way are you going to ruin it for me." He rubbed the black cat kwami's head before snatching the cheese.

"Hey!" Plagg demanded.

"I am not smelling like stinky cheese tonight." Adrien informed him. A knock on the door prompted Plagg to hide in Adrien's vest.

"Adrien are you ready?" Nathalie, his father's personal assistant, asked opening the door.

"Yeah. Coming." Adrien quickly ran to the car, where the Gorilla was waiting. They, like always, drove in silence to the Eiffel Tower where Nino, Madeline, Michael, Alya and Marinette were waiting. Gosh, Marinette looked stunning. Her hair was down, framing her child-like face and bright baby blue eyes. She looked like a goddess, smiling and having a good time. When Madeline walked over to them, Adrien caught a glimpse of a diamond brooch pinned behind her jacket.

As soon as they met up with each other, they took a seat near the front, right as the movies started. Adrien was excited to see the movies and as the opening credits rolled, excitement bubbled up. Then the opening scene, then the climax and finally they were halfway through the prequels. Adrien, Nino, Alya, Marinette, Marinette and the majority of the people gathered had their eyes glued to the screen, all except Michael, who was draped over her seat, snoring away. When the movies ended and the end credit were rolling, Madeline still had her eyes glued ot the screen, with tears glistening in her eyes.

She must never have seen the movies before, Adrien thought.

"Hey are you okay?" he asked. Alya and Marinette glanced over at them, but continued to get Michael awake. Madeline smiled before swallowing and looking Adrien with a forced smile he knew all too well.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Madeline stood. She took a deep breath. "The movie was just a little…emotional for my taste. Excuse me but I need to get my brother. It's getting late. It was a pleasure to see you again Adrien."

"You too," Adrien watched Madeline silently walk past Michael, effectively shuddering awake. They both walked off into the night like a shadow. You never knew they were there.

-Line Break-

Madeline and Michael made there way home in silence. They were halfway home when the young twin sensed that Michael wanted to ask her something.

"I know you want to ask me something Michael," Madeline confronted. "One of the upsides and maybe downside of being a Jedi."

"How were the movies?" Okay not what she suspected he asked.

"If I'm honest," Madeline admitted with a shake of her head. "Too close to real life and too far from reality in my opinion."

"What do you mean?"

"It was easy to spot the special effects, they used the wrong terms for the wrong thing," Madeline ranted. "They even discriminated against the different species of aliens! They all looked like giant grey aliens!'

"Well these people are primitive and they haven't had any contact with any extraterrestrial. And if they did, then the governments had taken them in and they're never seen again. You can expect them to make a few mistakes in their films."

"But those movies…. they were almost exactly like what happened to the Galactic Republic." Madeline argued. "The only thing different was the names. Did Senator Organa make out okay?"

"Yeah. After a few bogeys tried to shoot him down, Master Selma helped out. Discreetly of course. She was gone before they could even register what happened." Madeline processed all that was said by her twin. Senator Organa left before the sun was shining high in the sky, but was spotted by the military. Thankfully he had backup. The Alderaan senator was probably halfway home by now. With a sigh, Madeline made her way to the front of the house, heading straight up to her room, closing and locking the door behind her. She was emotionally and physically drained from the day, having to say goodbye to an old friend was hard. Even harder was knowing that he was going to start a rebellion. Without bothering to change out of her clothes Madeline's eye slowly closed.

Thought I'd give ya'll a treat for being so patient. So two chapters, it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas in July. Shout out to anyone who can name the author I'm talking about. The line comes from a movie loosely off one of his books...pretty eays. peace