Author's Note: God I had to literally rewrite this chapter three times, before I could figure out the direction I wanted to take. Anyways this takes place around the time Mari escapes so yeah. I'm having a hard time with my creative flow… We are still on Earth, ah forget it you guys are smart.
Ch.8 Confronting the Problem/ Deal with it!
The troubled prince was lying on his king-size bed, staring up at the blank ceiling. He let his mind wander to the events that unfolded of the meeting he had with the Earthlings. Clearly there was mistrust, but he didn't know what to do. You can't exactly change a person's mind easily. It seemed that no matter what kind of idea he came up with, they were all either ignored or thwarted against. Adrien took a dejected sigh as he got up out of his bed and went to a nearby window. He gently rests his forehead on the window pane.
"I wish you were here…" He spoke. Memories of his mother come to his mind. Her kindness, her radiance, her laugh, her smile. The way she died on her bed. He remembered that day all too well.
Flashback
It was cloudy that day, back on the planet Telsa, there was not enough water for it to rain. The room was filled with people who were either related to the queen, or were just there to keep face. Little ole Adrien hugged the dead woman he called Mother. His cries, his tears, were there for all to witness. Many took pity on the crying boy before them, but none dared to even move. The King was also there, but with only tears running down his face.
That day on, the king became harsh, and strict, even to his own son. All Adrien ever wanted was some kind of recognition. A chance to make his father proud, but nothing he did was ever enough. And yet the little prince still poured his heart and soul into everything he did. He became the perfect prince the Akumas praised him to be, and still, there was never a smile on his father's face.
Adrien had learned one day, that he was empty, just a boy who wished for unconditional love. And then at the age of 13, he received his Kwami, Plagg. Plagg told the prince of his soulmate, someone who will love him, for him. After that, the boy looked forward to the day he'd meet his one true love. A chance to be loved. A chance for recognition. A chance to being… complete…
End Of Flashback
Adrien felt a pang in his chest, recalling the flashback. He wished 'she' was here with him. Just to feel, whole. A knock on the door alerts the boy that someone was there to see him, and so the boy went to it. He opened the door to find Plagg on the otherside.
"Hey Kid, you alright?" He asked with slight concern.
"I-yeah…" He responded weakly.
"Wanna talk about it?" The Kwami asked.
"Yeah come inside…"Adrien welcomed his best friend, his Kwami.
"Thinking about her?" Plagg asked.
"I miss her so much…" Adrien responded with tears gently sliding off his face.
"Hey, don't cry, your mother would be so proud of you for coming this far…" Plagg reassured. The blonde before the Kwami gives a weak smile to him. Plagg gives his own cheeky smile as well. Before Plagg could continue, a rather urgent knock interrupted.
"Grr, now what?" Plagg asked annoyed.
"I swear if it's that fucking blonde prick again I'm gonna…" The Kwami opened the door to find a panting Alya outside.
"IS ADRIEN HERE?!" She demanded. Plagg nodded, and was rudely shoved to the side. Whatever was on the girl's mind, it clearly wasn't good.
"Adrien, we have a huge problem." She whispered-screamed to him. Adrien gets up and lets her continue.
"Hawkmoth is starting an uprising!" She yells.
"Wh-what?" He responded, shock clearly evident on his face.
"I saw the whole thing! Here I even filmed it…" She pulls out her phone and shows both the Prince and the Kwami what was happening.
Video
A room filled with the High Commision, with Hawkmoth standing next to a board with a plan written on it.
"Good Evening my fellow comrades. I have brought you all here in regards concerning, our future heir…" Hawkmoth started. The Commision were giving nervous glances, then slowly nodded their heads.
"L-Lord Hawkmoth, the Prince is considering to actually make peace with the Earth Monkeys…" Sir Gavillo states disgustedly.
"Lord Hawkmoth, what are you trying to get on? You do realize what you are trying to do is treacherous… what if we get caught?" Sir Armoud asked in concern.
"To hell with treachery, I say let's hear what the Akuman has to say." Sir Barat offers in a loud tone.
"Why, thank you for giving me a chance Sir Barat." Hawkmoth thanks, with a devious smirk on his face.
"I have brought you all here, because I believe you all, gentleakuma, are to be trusted with what I am about to tell you." He pauses for a moment to give off that dramatic effect.
"I believe the prince simply isn't fit to run the kingdom, and I don't wish for him to be future king either." Hawkmoth merely states. A couple of the members gasped, while the rest nodded their heads in agreement.
"The prince does seem weak." Sir Barat claims.
"And quite reckless." Sir Gavillo agrees.
"And manipulative too!" Sir Armoud
"I don't know Hawkmoth, do you even have a plan?" Sir Bougoeis asked unsure.
"Oh, just the perfect one…" He states. A wicked smile forms. The members all seemed convinced.
"But what about you, Commander Crop, what are your thoughts on the matter? I am curious to know what the great general whose fought in some of the greatest wars in Akuma history?" Hawkmoth asked. Out of everyone of the High Commision, Commander Crop was silent the whole time. His skin was as yellow as corn. He had on a brunette moustache, and had beady eyes. He had an elongated nose. He wore a commander's suit, with a bunch of badges to show just how important he was. He is currently retired, but has a plethora of knowledge and is regarded as 'The Man of the Sun'.
"You, Sir Hawkmoth, have everything planned out. I have no worries, seeing as how this path you take will go. The chips will fall where they may." He simply states. His words full of vaugness in them.
"Well, I'll take your word for it then…" Hawkmoth bitterly responds. That was not the kind of response he was anticipating from the Commander himself.
End Of Video
"You didn't get it all?" Adrien demanded.
"That's all I was able to get, Noroo was passing by!" Alya claims.
"Ok I'm sorry Alya, but great, first the confliction between Humans and Akumas, and now this? This is really serious." Adrien banters. Alya looked at the prince with worry.
"Kid you gotta report this to his highness." Plagg offers.
"Alya can you?" Adrien begs.
"No can do your Highness, I'm afraid my wifi signals aren't even able to reach the nearest star station…" She states dejectedly. Adrien brushes his hair from all the stress.
"Well Kid, got a plan?" Plagg asked. The two look to his highness as Adrien thought of a plan, but received nothing.
"Nothing… And if this keeps up, it could potentially lead up to the kingdom itself…" Adrien states, the tone filled with worry.
"I can't believe your own uncle would do this…" Alya bitterly states.
"I can, the guy has been trouble since…" Plagg cut himself off.
"Since?" Alya asked with curiosity.
"I can't tell you…" Plagg finishes.
"But it could help us with our plan!" Alya suggested.
"Doubt it…" Plagg responds, unamused.
"Well, is there anything you can offer Plagg?" Alya asked.
"Just go with the flow, just see what exactly their planning…" He offered.
"There isn't anything else we can do? Huh?" Adrien asked weakly. Plagg shakes his head.
"Don't lose hope Adrien, I'm sure we can get out of this, somehow." Plagg states, confidence in his words.
"Alright Plagg…" Adrien reluctantly agrees. Alya just groans and walks out of the room.
The Next Day
Everything was gray. The sky, the interior buildings, heck even the color of the uniforms the people wore were gray. And within the main cast, something just didn't bode well for them.
"Well, no shit narrator! Can you be any less obvious you piece of useless shit!" Plagg yelled at the top of his lungs. The Narrator started to cry. A new narrator takes his place.
"Plagg why?" Tikki asked.
"Plagg what the hell, who were you yelling at?" Alya demanded. Adrien's mind was elsewhere.
"Ugh, he does this all the time…" Tikki sighs. Plagg just crosses his arms and makes a pouty face.
As the team continued to descend down a flight of stairs, Plagg somehow slips on a wet piece of camembert and meets a painful fate.
"OMG PLAGG!" Tikki runs down the stairs to meet her mean lover, only to find him with little swirls for eyes. Cheese and cats orbit his head.
"Wow…. That is some serious bad luck…" Alya comments.
"God dammit Plagg, what did you do?" Adrien sighs as he facepalms.
"It wasn't me it was the stupid narrator!" Plagg responded. The narrator plots another plan of revenge at the hateful comment that piece of shit just said.
"Plagg shut it, or else this story is gonna end badly. Narrator hear my plea, please forgive this stupid Kwami!" Tikki shouted. The narrator reconsiders.
"Plagg apologize… NOW!" Tikki demanded in a rageful tone. Plagg does as told. The team continues to go in the direction of the cafeteria. Surprisingly, only the High Commission and the Earth Protection Unions were here. The air was rather stiff, especially due to the meeting. Adrien felt slightly nervous but refused to show it on his face. The prince makes his way over to his backstabbing uncle.
"Lord Hawkmoth, a word with you in private, it is rather…urgent." Adrien cooly demands. Hawkmoth only looks up with a smirk of his own.
"My, what could possibly be so urgent as even the Prince himself must request me personally," Hawkmoth asked with a playful tone.
"Why don't you come with me to find out? Dear uncle…" Adrien responded with spite in his tone. Hawkmoth, for a slight second, was taken back by the tone of the boy. Rather than making a comment on it, best leave it be and went with the boy outside the cafeteria.
Uncle and nephew were finally alone outside the cafeteria. Alya and the Kwami couple were keeping guard within the vicinity so that no one could eavesdrop.
"So what is it, my dear~ nephew…" The masked man asked. Rather than beating around the bush, the prince went straight for it.
"What are you planning Hawkmoth?" Adrien demanded. Hawkmoth, this time, wasn't surprised, but when he looked into his nephew's eyes, he could see that there were that of a cat. It was Adrien' death glare. Something, even his brother feared. Sweat ran down the two-timing bastard's face. Still with his playful smirk Hawkmoth decided to play dumb.
"I don't know what you mean dear nephew, could you elaborate?" He asked, testing what the boy was exactly getting at.
"You know exactly what I mean, dear uncle, or should I say…traitor?" Adrien asked. His pupils dilated in such a way, that made the stare even more menacing than the last. Deciding to drop the act, Hawkmoth finally showed his true colors.
"Ah, so you now know? Well, there is nothing you can do, little prince. For I have the High Commission wrapped around my finger." The villain twirls his pointer finger near Adrien's face.
"What you are doing is highly treacherous, and could end up having your head on a silver platter," Adrien informs, but Hawkmoth knew all too well on the rules of the kingdom.
"Yes, well, I don't give a damn on rules…." Hawkmoth's aura became that of a blood thirsty beast. Adrien wasn't fazed by his uncle, in fact, his rage only intensified.
"Why are you doing this?" Adrien demanded.
"In good times, I'll tell you, but if I were to tell you my plans, well, you friend supposedly keeping watch will simply film it." Adrien's eyes went wide. 'Damn he figured it out!'
"Little Prince, you think you could win against me in a mind game?" He scoffed.
"Boy, I've had this whole plan mapped out since the day your father was announced, KING…" Adrien's were curled up into fists at the amount of rage he was currently feeling.
"However, since I'm feeling so generous, I'll elaborate on my scheming a little." The prince's head perked up.
"If you dismiss your assistant and call of your Kwami." Hawkmoth proposed. Adrien thought about the proposal for a few moments. And then he came up with a decision.
"Alya, Plagg, leave your posts. It's just me and him now…" Adrien asked of his fellow allies. The two did as told.
"Ah ah ah~ don't forget about your ladybug's kwami." Hawkmoth mentioned. Adrien growls and orders Tikki to do the same.
"You really are quite foolish to think you can one up me…" Hawkmoth comments. Salt runs in the little boy's veins.
"I will become king of the Akumas." He states. Adrien looks at him as if he grew a second head.
"With the help of the High Commission, I shall rule this pathetic planet to create my army. From there, I shall conquer other planets. I will raise an army powerful enough to destroy the kingdom you know, and make it my own!" He maliciously smiles in the creepiest way. Adrien gets shivers down his spine.
"And there is nothing you can do, to stop me." He simply finishes off. Adrien was still in a state of shock at what he had just heard.
"I believe we are done, now, if you excuse me, pathetic prince, I must take my leave now…" And Hawkmoth walks away from a now furious Adrien.
"I've got to stop him…"
POV CHANGE!
Marinette's POV:
The Bluenette was currently in a strange red room, with a strange message engraved on the wall facing her direction.
"OOOOOOKKKKAAAAAYYYYYY…" She walked closer and closer to the wall and started to read the message.
The Fall of a young King, and the Rise of a chosen one
Must conquer the evil butterfly
Before the Universe is destroyed
Arise Chosen One and may your Spots Mark upon Time and Space itself
Ladybug of Fate, or Fortune, Our Lucky Charm
Marinette Dupain-Cheng
"You. Have. Got. To. Be. Kidding me…." She brings her hands to her face and groans in agony.
"What the hell am I SUPPOSE TO DO?! AND WHAT EVIL BUTTERFLY!? This has got to be some really badly written fanfic cause I ain't buying it. The last good one I read was from Nino too. God, I wonder how the boys are doing over there? And my parents…" She wondered out loud. She paces back and forth mumbling, letting her mind wander for a bit. Flashbacks on all the things that happen to her invade her mind. Then, he popped into her mind.
"You smell like pastries…" The voice said seductively.
"GOD DAMMIT!" Mari grabbed fistfuls of her hair as her face became tomato red.
Author's note:
GUYS I LITERALLY HAD NO IDEA ON WHAT TO FRICKEN WRITE! IT WAS RATHER FRUSTRATING, BUT HERE YOU GO. MAN I GOT TA PICK UP THE PACE OF THIS STORY… BUT I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT KIND OF FRICKEN DIRECTION I WANT TO GO! So yeah, that's how frustrating my situation has been. Also there hasn't been a lot of fanfics that have been an eye catcher to me…. GGGGGAAAAAA SOOOOO BORING!
Anyways enough ranting, enjoy this uneventful chapter and ya.