"Hey, Chloé, why are you being so nice to us all of a sudden?" Alya asked in between the fits of laughter.
"I was hurt by Marinette, but I got over my broken heart a few months ago. I thought it would be weird if I just stopped being mean to everyone, so I did just the opposite. I felt horrible doing everything I did. Especially the gum accident, that one was horrible." The blonde took a hold of Alya's hands and looked into her amber eyes. "Please forgive everything I've ever done, it wasn't fair to you or Marinette or anyone. Hell, you don't even have to be kind to me. I just want you to know that I feel horrible for what I have to to you guys."
Alya was about to respond when there was a sudden scream. "I am Miss Popularity! Bow before me!" An akuma that looked somewhat like Sabrina erupted from the doors of the school. She was taller, the work of heels, and slimmer than Sabrina and her hair was to her waist, but her face was all the same, save for the dark red lipstick instead of the bright pink one. Instead of her usual dorky outfit, she wore high-waisted shorts and a black sleeveless croptop that had a few x's on the collar. She had on heeled ankle boots and in her left hand were multiple leashes. Sabrina-Miss Popularity walked down the flight of stairs with a grace that Sabrina didn't have. What was on the leashes was exposed when she pulled them through the broken set of school doors. They were multiple people from the school, their eyes glazed over and their actions zombie-like.
Kim looked at the followers with a horrified expression. "They are just following her blindly! Like lovesick puppies!"
Chloé rolled her eyes. "I think that's the point, stupid." Miss Popularity snapped her head in their direction before letting her lips curl into a sickening smile.
"Chloé Bourgeois!" The redhead shouted. "I thought that I was your best friend! I have tried to make you laugh like they have, but it never worked. Instead, I slaved away, ready for anything, heck! I even stole from your crush for you!" Miss Popularity smirked. "Now I will show you what you did to me!"
Adrien bit his cheek and shut his eyes, but the temptation was too strong. "You okay there Miss? You look a bit red, almost like you're gonna pop." He joked, grinning. Adrien could feel the glares everyone threw his way, but went ignored otherwise.
Miss Popularity extended her arm in a sharp motion in Chloé's direction and a leash followed. It was about to wrap around the blonde's neck when she was pushed out of the way by Marinette. Two other leashes were coming their way, zeroing in on Nino and Alya. Adrien skidded in front of the blogger before it could get to her and Kim pushed Nino into safety. Before the three became part of Miss Popularity's herd, Marinette gave them a sad glance.
"I'm sorry..." She whispered and threw her bag to Alya.
Kim struggled to free himself, but failed. Looking at his friends, now safe, he shouted, "Run!"
Adrien had the same fate as Kim, but reached out to Nino, failing as well. "Find my bag! Get Plagg!" He cried, before succumbing to the wrath of Miss Popularity.
Nino did as he was told and found Adrien's bag. He, Alya, and Chloé sneaked around the area, looking for any people who weren't taken by Miss Popularity. They found none, or so they thought.
The group ran to an alley, where they found an old man in a Hawaii-styled shirt being cornered by a tall blond man with icy blue eyes and a slightly shorter girl of Asian descent with her long, dark hair in two pigtails- those two could pass for Marinette and Adrien if they tried. Both looked to be in their late twenties. The man held the old man's hands behind his back while the woman searched him for anything that he could have.
"Hey! Let him go!" Nino shouted, running to them.
The blonde man smirked. "How about no?"
Alya punched her hand. "How about I make you?"
The girl let out a shrill laugh. "Pfft! As if you could take us on." She squeaked when a gold knife whizzed past her and embedded itself into the brick wall behind her.
"Well, I don't carry these around to cook, do I? I'm pretty sure I took knife-throwing classes to defend myself- or others." Chloé said with sarcasm. Before they could think, the woman found herself pinned to the wall. The blond man growled and made a move to attack her. "Sick em', Nino." The boy in question tackled the blond man and punched him until he was bleeding. Alya made a move to help the old man, who had fallen to the floor. Apparently, the building next to the alley was his house and workplace and Alya helped him in.
"Nino Lahiffe. Chloé Bourgeois. Alya Césaire." A high pitched voice called. Tikki and Plagg burst from their respective bags, zooming to a green floating being.
"Little brother!" They called in unison, hugging him tightly.
"It's so good to see you again!" Tikki shouted.
"I missed you so much, Wayzz!" Plagg cried, nuzzling into what would be the crook of Wayzz's (nonexistent) neck.
"Tikki!" The woman cried, emerging from the door, with the blond man and Nino right behind him. The blond man was cradling his bloody nose and lip, Nino looking sheepish, but proud of himself at the same time.
"Bridgette!" Tikki said, flying over and nuzzling her cheek.
"Plagg." The blond man curtly said.
"Aww, c'mon Felix! Don't be like that. You love me." Plagg flew over and nuzzled into Felix's neck, regardless of his half-assed attempts to shoo him away.
"I know I don't know much about Miraculouses, but I don't really think that kwamis should be friendly with muggers." Alya whispered.
The old man waved his hand. "Oh, no dear. I just needed their help. When Wayzz told me that Ladybug and Chat Noir had been taken hostage in their civilian identities, I called them to help me get more holders." He perked up, realizing that he missed something. "I forgot- Would you like some tea?" He held out a tray and the three teens helped themselves, albeit suspicious.
"So," Nino began, sipping his tea tentatively. "What is your name? Is... Wayzz your kwami?"
"My name is Fu, but everyone refers to me as Master Fu. Yes, he is. This bracelet is my miraculous. I am the Jade Turtle, otherwise known as the Guardian, who is the Keeper and Caretaker of the Spectacular Seven."
"What?"
"The first and main seven kwamis. Tikki and Plagg, they are the two oldest, twins they are, then Wayzz, the turtle kwami. Then, would come Buzza; her name is actually Beaa, but she doesn't like it. She's the bee kwami. After Buzza, it's the other twins, Vuppo and Jules. They are the fox and peacock kwamis, respectfully. The youngest is the butterfly kwami, the one that Hawkmoth has. He is Nooroo." The door slammed and it was clear that that was Bridgette and Felix leaving. "Those two were the Ladybug and Chat Noir before Marinette and Adrien." Chloé's jaw dropped.
"Wait! They were just captured! How will Mari cleanse the akuma?" The blonde asked, her eyes wide in worry.
"Dear, that is where you come in. I bestow upon you three the other miraculouses. Chloé, you will have Buzza. She and Jules can both cleanse the akumas, but it takes a great deal of energy and it is usually the equivalent of using your special powers. Your special power is your Stinger. While your primary weapons are your throwing knives, your Stinger will allow you to stun the person you graze with a throwing knife, causing them to convulse and they are submerged in intense pain for three seconds until they are knocked out. The Bee that was my sister accidentally threw a Sting my way and it hurt horribly. We had only just gotten our powers." Master Fu put a comb in her hands and turned to Alya. "Alya. I give you Vuppo. The weapon he will give to you is a blowgun that will also serve as your flute. It stuck after the Pied Piper became one of the holders of Vuppo. But anyway, you will be able to create images and alternative realities with the flute and your blowgun will shoot anything that can come to mind; spitballs, darts with any affects, bullets if you will it. Your special power is your Bark, it is a sonic blast that will stun the person or group it is directed at. Similar to the Canary Cry." He handed her a necklace and turned to Nino. "Give me your wrist, Nino." The boy nodded and complied, shocked when Master Fu took off his own bracelet to put on Nino's hand. Wayzz disappeared for a moment, before reappearing on Nino's shoulder. "I am getting too old for the position of the Jade Turtle. 150-something years of being the guardian to the miraculouses is quiet hard, my luck is with you, young man." Fu chuckled, clamping a hand on Nino's shoulder, who laughed along nervously. "I will train you in the way of the guardian. May you outlive all your beloved ones." The old man smiled a bittersweet smile. "I know I did. Soon, I shall pass and meet my friends and family once more." Nino looked at Fu with sad eyes, who instead laughed. "Anyway, your power is quite of an oxymoron. The phrase is Turtle Speed. You get superspeed for five minutes, but it would generally feel like five hours to you in your moment of speed. Your weapon is a shield and it is similar to Captain America's, in the sense that it will always come back to you. There's a bit of a magnet in your shield and your gauntlets. If you're ambidextrous, it will be easier for you to fight."
Nino stared at him wide-eyed. "Can you really trust me as the Guardian? I don't even know what it is, but it just sounds like a big responsibility."
"You aren't ready yet, but in due time, you will be. Trust me on that, Nino." Fu patted Nino's shoulder and was about to continue, but a crash was heard outside. "You must transform, now! Chloe, say 'Buzz Out!' Alya, say 'Tail up!' Nino, say 'Shell on!'" The teens did as they were told and yellow, orange, and dark green lights filled the room.
Chloe stood in black leggings with a yellow peplum top that had long sleeved that covered her fingertips. On her feet were heeled, black boots and on her eyes was a black domino mask, the eyepiece a honey color. Her blue eyes were nowhere to be seen. Around her waist, thighs, arms, and even shins and arms were small, golden knives. Alya's hair was bigger, a bit more wild, the tips becoming white at the end. Her outfit was an off-white, sleeveless crop-top and bright orange spandex shorts. Alya had brown combat boots and white socks that came above her knee. Her mask was pointed in the front, covering her forehead and her beauty-mark and some of her hair fell in front of it. Alya's hands were covered with the same off-white fingerless gloves, and in one hand was her flute that also served as a blow gun. Her miraculous dangled off her neck, more vibrant and seeming like there was fur on it. Suddenly a tail sprouted from her behind, making Alya squeak. It resembled her miraculous. Nino laughed, but shut up when a glare was cast his way. The young man was in a dark green suit that had a hood covering his head. Contrary to the other holders, Nino's outfit was similar to a motorcyclist's, rather than spandex. If it were comparable to anything, he would have to look like the Red Hood. On his head was a green helmet with yellow eyepieces and what looked to be a mouth was traced with a darker green. Light green accented his entire outfit, around the eyepieces, but especially on the jacket, where it accented his pectoral and abdominal muscles. On his feet were Timberland boots.
Nino gasped, looking down at his feet. "Ohmigosh! These were the Timbs I've been wanting for ages! Alya, look!" Nino pointed to his feet, giddily.
"Your suits reflect what you are. Chat Noir's shows how daring he is- I mean, who wears that much leather- and Ladybug's shows how traditional she is- spandex, spandex, and more spandex. The poor girl doesn't even have boots." Fu said, shaking his head. "Honeybee's costume is based off of Chloe's personality- the sense of classiness is still there and the fact that the knives are gold show her wealth. It's the same with Rouge. Alya is a lot more daring and out-there, for the lack of a better word, than the rest of you. She is also the most comfortable with her body. Nino, as exuberant as he is, is very flowish, this is an outfit similar to the last Jade Turtle- me. I really had no preference in my outfit either. Wayzz simply updates with the times." Another crash was heard outside. "Go! Your friends are in danger!"
The three fled the scene, running towards the danger. Miss Perfect looked their way and sneered. "Who are you?" She spat.
The three smirked and Nino opened his mouth. "We are the Quantic Team."
Alya looked to her boyfriend with a deadpan look. "We are so not calling ourselves that. We can be the Fantastic Five!"
"No way, Rouge. That's so... Plain." Chloe shrugged. "Whatever, we will deal with this later. We have an akuma to face."