Felix Supremacy – part I
"He's out for a long time. I did not intended to hit him so hard." Marinette looked at the british boy, now resting on a futon at Master Fu.
"Eeeeeeh, I am at fault, too." went Plagg "I rushed my way out, it is a bit traumatic for the holder."
"You're one of the few kwamis that know how to do that. A nod to some of your companions, right? Long time no see, by the way."
"If I could train them to be more than bodyguards of your girls… well, not long enough, red granny."
"We're the same age! We're…forget it, long time no see, let's keep it that way."
Wayzz, the turtle kwami, smiled. "You two know you like each other behind all that bickering, right?"
The kwamis of creation and destruction looked away from each other. With their colour, it was almost impossible to see them blushing. Almost.
"Marinette, can you keep Plagg until Chat returns?"
"Of course, Master Fu. How about him?"
The elder one touched lightly Felix's head.
"There was once a master of Zen with several disciples. One of them kept stealing things from the others. The master always asked the others to forgive him. One day, the disciples got together and laid an ultimatum to the master. Quick the thief out, or everybody else would leave. He answered 'you all know the difference between good and evil. He's the only one who does not, he is the one who needs me the most. I will continue to teach him, even if you all go away'."
"We'll be fine." Said Waizz "Master does have tons of experience."
A while after Marinette leaved with the two Kwamis, Felix awoke. Looking at his hands, he chuckled. No Miraculous ring. No surprises there. He looked around. A small room with an oriental feel, starting with the futon he was on, to the katanas on the wall.
"Felix."
"Fu. I think I must thank you for having me in. And… say I am sorry?"
"Sorry can wait. You were already out of balance, and let the power of the Miraculous to corrupt you even more." He gave Felix a tea cup. "Now, rest some more. We'll talk later." His kwami flew around them, as the elder man leaved the room.
"I guess. Nice to see you, Wayzz." Felix took a sip of the tea. "Can I have a bit more of sugar, please?"
As the kwami leaved, Felix quickly went to the swords. Maybe they're props, maybe they're the real thing, but the scabbard was heavy enough in any case.
Wayzz dropped the sugar he was carrying. Master Fu, unconscious on the floor.
"Like I said"
Felix was standing nearby, with a big grim smile, slowly fastening the miraculous turtle bracelet on his wrist.
"Nice to see you, Wayzz."