Felix Retribuition
1 - The author does not owns Miraculous, Adventures of Ladybug and Chat Noir or its likelinesses
2 - For Entertainment only
3 - Opinions more than welcomed
After a couple of days, sounds of destruction hit Paris, aiming for a large LP flea market.
"You caused my music app to go bankrupt!" shouted the akumatized villain. "You are done for, luddites! I am the App-ex"
As he imprisoned people in tiny colorful squares, the action brought the attention of Chat Noir, Ladybug and…
"Felix."
"Say Tortoise in front of civilians. And since we're not going to work together, let me handle this villain."
"I already saw you terrorizing a akumatized person, will not let this happen again." Said Ladybug.
"Stand back, my lady. Felix and I have some unfinished business."
"Very well, if you want to make it the hard way…"
"Um, excuse me?" said App-ex "Don't forget I am the villain destroying the booths…"
"SHUT UP! WE'RE BUSY!" shouted the trio of miraculous holders.
App-ex went to sulk in a corner.
Felix made his shield grow, and rushed himself to the heroes, who jumped out of the way.
"You two really should be more rational about our different point-of-views."
"This is not about point-of-views. You stole a miraculous." Ladybug tried to reach Felix wrist, only to be repealed by his energy shield.
"I would not have to if you realized I am right and I am better than you."
"I would ask for a second o-paw-nion on that."
"Hey!" shouted App-ex. "Look! I am the villain and I will make this innocent passerby vanis…ufff!" He was cut short as the back of Chat Noir's staff hit his stomach, the hero not even looking at him. Chat then rushed to Felix, who quickly moved his shielded arm and send the hero flying back.
"Now, let me have that pitiful akumatized man and I can finish my mission."
"Hey! Who are you call..." Ladybug turned at him, staring menacingly, and App-ex shut up
"Listen, Felix, we can help you, just give us the Turtle Miraculous."
"Now you want to help. I offered you the perfect plan to defeat Hawkmoth. Now is too late. Maybe… maybe I will get your and Chat Noir's Miraculous instead.
"That's my job! I am with the Akuma. See? I can torch this booth on ! Look! I…" Ladybug's yoyo to the chin shut App-ex at once.
"Felix, there's still hope for you."
"You're a fool, Ladybug!" Too late, Tortoise noticed Chat Noir staff entered the sidewalk concrete under him, acting like a lever and throwing him out of balance.
"You can't talk to my lady like that"
But Felix was quick on his feet. "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice…
While Chat Noir and tortoise squared off, Ladybug saw the remaining of the torched booth, some small flames here and there. What did Tikki said? Heat don't need to be extreme to cook, or… to present results. Quickly, she threw the hot metal of the booth frame and remaining cloth and such in the direction of Tortoise.
Felix jumped around, trying to protect himself from the heat, until realizing that is the only thing he shouldn't have done. Chat Noir hit him with the staff, sending him, encapsulated on his energy field, flying away.
"Chat Noir" Ladybug shouted "The river"
The feline hero jumped after the british teen.
"Now, let's transform the Tortoise into an Eagle, shall we?"
And hit again sending him straight to the Seine River.
"Two under par." And smiled.
Felix hit the water, feeling his force field to collapse. His miraculous considered every drop of water a potential hit, flickering and dissolving as it couldn't handle all of then, the lights on the bracelet turtle shell quickly flickering and turning out, one after another. Felix swan quickly to the margin, trying to leave while he still have some power. Luckily, a hand was open on reach, someone was helping him out of water. A hand. An old, firm hand. A hand that now was holding the Turtle Miraculous.
"Fu."
The great guardian looked and Felix, drenched and in his all fours, trying to regain his breath.
"I will always be open to help you, Felix. When you are ready, you know where to find me."
And walked away. Felix closed his eyes. Don't feel it, he thought. Save it, save it.
A bit far away, Chat Noir and Ladybug saw the scene.
"So, my Lady, Felix or the Akuma?"
"I don't think Felix is a problem right now, so…"
Both turned to App-ex, who was stepping back, worried, until he reached a wall
"I give up! The Akuma is in my phone. Take it! Just take it"
As Ladybug purified the Akuma, Chat chuckled.
"More villains like that, I would be able to cat-nap often."
"Did you put a tracker on Felix?"
"Why? You said not to focus on him. At any rate, I don't think we'll see the troublemaker again. Now, how about one mission-after-return hug?"
When you need to buy the best of fashion, you go to Paris. But that's not the only clothing the City of Lights offers. There are big department stores, with clothes made by large industries and cheap prices.
And there's one-door stores, filled with even cheaper stuff, made by people who survive, somehow, everyday in improvised factories in some forgotten corner of the world.
In one of these shops, a British Teen looks dozens and dozens Ladybug and Chat Noir apparel. T-shirts. Caps and bonnets. Jackets. Belts. The store owner, clerk, cashier and everything else came around, asking if he was looking for something in particular.
"Yes, I need something very specific, like…"
His eyes found a pair of red socks with black polka dots.
"These will do nicely."
Back in his small hotel room, as the sun started to set, he put the socks on, and his shoes. He looked at his plan C envelopes. Must have then around, but not think actively about them, or what's inside. He must not find out.
The room barely fits a bed and a wardrobe, and becomes even smaller when one is walking in circles, like a caged beast. He forced himself to think about Fu. About Ladybug. About how they could not see what's in plain view. About his humiliation. Think is not enough. Come on, Felix, hate. Think about the faces, Ladybug, Chat Noir, Plagg, Fu, imagine the faces on the socks. Remember how every refusal hurts. The face of Fu taking you out of the lake. How you hate them. direct the hate on the socks.
It worked. A black shining butterfly came and fused itself with the cloth on his ankles.
His eyes glowed dark, as a voice was heard inside his head.
"Felix Devonshire, I am Hawkmoth, and I have a proposal for you."
The teen smiled.
Next: The Felix Ultimatum
Who wants to guess the 3rd Felix Identity? Tip, is not Chat Blanc.
