It was a woman, at least a head taller than Chat Noir. Her skin was a coppery green, like many of the statues found in the city. The woman's eyes were completely blank: no white, no iris, no pupil, only the same green as her skin. She wore what looked like a toga wrapped around her body, and had large, feathered wings protruding from her back. Slung across her body was a strap with an animal horn of some sort that hung at her side. Everything she wore matched her skin. She twiddled something in her hand, something that shined golden in the sunlight.
Chat barely had a second to take this all in before the akuma pulled the horn up and aimed it at him. He had no idea what this akuma could do, but having mysterious objects pointed towards him by superpowered people was never a good thing. Chat turned immediately and jumped off the roof, the sidewalk five stories below him.
He grabbed a balcony half way down the building and swung underneath it, balancing on a window ledge. A torrent of water rushed past Chat Noir, barely missing him before it slowed to a trickle. Chat dropped the other two stories, landing on a store front awning before rolling off it to the ground. The akuma leapt off the building and flew in his direction. Chat ran. The statue lady kept shooting bursts of water at Chat, which he did his best to dodge. There wasn't much he could do with his baton against a wall of water besides shield himself, and the akuma didn't give him a chance to pull his weapon out.
Chat Noir mistimed a dodge roll and slammed into the side of a parked bus. His back and legs rolled up after him in a messed up handstand, which sent the hero falling directly onto his head. The akuma was there before Chat could react, and she held her horn out in his direction, preparing to shoot it.
Barely heard over the wave, there was a familiar whirring noise and a flash of red, and the akuma's arm was yanked to his right. Chat threw himself to his left, away from the now redirected water. He ran into a nearby clothes store and ducked behind a display. The akuma was after him. If he hid, she might go away and give him a moment to catch up with Ladybug. No one seemed in imminent danger. Chat peeked out of the window.
Sure enough, Ladybug had arrived. She had been the one to pull the akuma's aim off of Chat Noir to give him time to escape. As he watched, the akuma tugged her arm free of Ladybug's yo-yo and flew off. She glanced into the storefronts as she flew by, causing Chat to duck down again and hope she didn't see him.
The door opened with a ding and Chat pulled off his baton, ready to leap out and extend it in case the akuma had found him.
"I thought you ran in here," said a voice from above.
Chat looked up into the face of Ladybug. He stood up and grinned at the heroine. "You arrived just in time, my Lady! You know that cats are afraid of water."
Ladybug smirked back at him. "Well, I can't have my partner running off because he got a little wet." She glanced out the window behind her. There was no sign of the akuma. "Chat Noir, do you know why she's after you? She doesn't seem interested in me."
He shook his head. "No idea. She only said that she's been 'looking for me.'"
"That's creepy," Ladybug said. "I didn't see anything that might hold the akuma, either. Did you?" To Chat's other headshake she replied, "Well, if she's trying to find you, we might be able to use that to our advantage."
"You mean use me as bait?"
Ladybug grinned at him, a twinkle in her eye. "Not quite what I had in mind…."
She looked around the clothes store they were in. Only then did Chat realize that it was none other than his father's boutique.