Hello all! Big old A/N before we start here. Sorry for not updating in like 2 weeks, unfortunately I got busy with work and things I just had to get done during the weekend. I was trying to look at a time line for miraculous because it seemed like a lot of episodes seem to happen at such random points in the year that I cant keep track of what time of year it is lol. The one I found on the wiki fandom has episodes in a very different order from which they are aired and a part of me wish I saw it earlier to better coordinate the story. Alas, here we are. Idk, maybe for season 2 lol. Anyway, another reason it took me so long to update is that the next couple of episodes I found difficult to find a way to place Lucy because she isnt a hero and finding a way to do it in a way that makes sense can be a bit difficult for me sometimes. I however didnt want to skip episodes because then the time frame between chapters jumps even more and I dont like that. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, remember to like and comment to tell me what you think so rar! I love hearing your feedback !
The term deja vu comes from the French "already seen"; it is also referred to in psychology as paramnesia.
D'Argencourt acquired the least number of votes in Paris History.
They're all relying on me to defeat Chloe.
Darkblade! The lord of Paris!
What a knight-mare!
Representing you all is something I truly believe in. And most importantly, I believe in myself.
Lucy awoke in a sweat. Her heart beat pounded in her ears and she felt as if she had just ran a mile. Sitting up, Lucy took a few deep breaths and brought her hand to her chest, her fingers meeting the warm metal of her watch necklace. She fiddled with it as she thought back on her strange dream. She looked to her phone lock screen that read Wednesday March 15th, 7:15 am. She had slept through her alarm and now had no time to get ready for school at a leisure pace. Quickly getting dressed, Lucy grabbed her things and headed out the door. Arriving at school, Lucy ran into Alya who gave her a wave, the two walked side by side into the school together.
"Where is Marinette?" Lucy asked casually, noticing the pig tailed girls absence. Alya rolled her eyes and shrugged.
"Who knows, that girl is late everyday I swear."
The two separated to their own lockers and Lucy pondered on her dream. It was so odd. Knights and politics mostly. She assumed that maybe it wasn't too odd. After all with Akumas and superhero's running around, the things that happened in her dream didn't seem too far fetched. Knights running around, talking over Paris would be strange back in America, but here in Paris it was almost realistic. Lost in thought, Lucy almost didn't see Adrien walk up to her.
"Are you alright Lucy? You have a very serious look on your face." He asked with a small laugh. Lucy shook her head and dismissed it.
"Weird dream is all."
"Wanna tell me about it." Suggested Adrien with a small shrug. Lucy smiled at his kindness and went to respond when the bell rang.
"Maybe later, we should get in class." With a nod both teens wondered into class. Approaching the doorway Adrien stopped and let Lucy go in first, bowing slightly and moving his arms in a leading fashion, silently saying 'After you.' Lucy smiled once more and ruffled his hair as she walked past, making her way up the steps to take her seat next to Nathaniel. The class began and Ms. Bustier began her lesson. Not long before Lunch the teacher stood before the class and told everyone how it was time to elect a class representative. Lucy couldn't help but find this to be a strange thing to do in the middle of the year but figured it had something to do with the re-election of the mayor of Paris. The only person who seemed to want to run happened to be the mayors daughter ironically enough. Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies. A perfect fit for Chloe Bourgeois. Something felt familiar about this situation however. Lucy was taken out of her thoughts as Marinette rather abruptly ran into class, spluttering out random mixed excuses before taking her seat next to Alya. When Lunch came Marinette jogged over to Lucy with a hopeful look in her eye.
"Hey Lucy!" She greeted and Lucy raised an eyebrow at her.
"Marinette. How are ya now?"
"I'm great, hey how do you feel about running as class rep?" She asked getting straight to the point.
"Why would I want to do that?"
"Want to do what?" Adrien asked as he appeared beside Marinette. The dark haired girl went red and froze a moment leaving Lucy to answer instead.
"She was asking if I would run for class rep." Adrien's eyebrow shot up seeming to like the idea.
"Are you? You'd do great!" He assured confidently. Lucy chuckled and shook her head no.
"No thanks. That sounds like a headache. Maybe you should run."
"Me? No way. Have you seen my schedule? I run on fums as it is." Adrien rejected.
"Why are you asking that anyway Marinette?" Lucy inquired. Marinette came out of her daze at the sound of her name and laughed nervously.
"Chloe is always class rep and she isn't a very good one. I thought it could be time for a change."
"Good luck with that one." Said Lucy. "It looks like Chloe is making sure she doesn't have any competition." She nodded her head in Chloe's direction, seeing her talking to Kim. Her body language screamed threatening as she walked off leaving Kim with a dejected look on his face. Without a word, Marinette scurried over to the athlete, probably to ask him what had happened.
"So," Adrien began. "Did you wanna get some lunch and maybe tell me about your dream?"
Lucy paused and blinked after Marinette before answering him. "Uh, yeah...yeah sure."
The two walked across the street to a small sandwich shop. Walking inside they quickly ordered their food and found a place to sit at one of the out door tables. Adrien waited patiently for Lucy to speak. Their time together was always so limited, rather he was with her as Adrien or as Chat, there never seemed to be enough time. She looked at him and opened her mouth to speak a few times, only for nothing to come out. Like she couldn't find the words she wanted to say.
"Do you ever feel like your stuck on repeat?" Lucy asked causing Adrien to furrow his eyebrows. "Like you'r in a constant state of Deja vu?"
"Hm.." Adrien hummed in thought. "Not really. I mean I suppose everyone does sometimes but..." He trailed off with a shrug.
"The widely accepted understanding of déjà vu is that it is the feeling that the observer in a new situation has actually been there before or seen it before." Lucy went on. "The phrase was coined by Emile Boirac, a French researcher into the anomalous. His book was entitled L'Avenir des Sciences Psychiques ("The Future of Psychic Sciences"). As Boirac explained, this sense of deja vu is characteristically accompanied by a feeling that something strange, weird, and eerie is happening to the witness."
"Do you feel this way often?" Adrien asked curiously.
Lucy sighed. "More so these days. Usually its just small stuff that I don't really think much of but so far this whole morning...even this conversation...it just feels...familiar."
Adrien sat silently as he contemplated Lucy's words. Nothing about this conversation seemed familiar to him. Lucy rubbed her eyes and shook her head. "It's probably nothing. My brain is probably just picking up on the fact that its March 15th and an election just happened."
"Ah, the Ides of March." Adrien replied knowingly. "Superstitious? Maybe that's why your feeling weird. You think today is a day of bad luck."
A laugh escaped Lucy as she licked her lips. "Nah, not really. I'm more of a Friday the 13th superstitious chick than the ides of March. Besides, I don't need a special day to worry about bad luck. I seem to attract it. Some might say I am a beacon of bad luck."
Adrien scoffed and rolled his eyes. The irony being she was talking to someone who's other persona happened to be an emblem for bad luck. Adrien didn't necessarily consider himself unlucky, but he surely didn't consider Lucy unlucky either.
"What? I am!" Lucy defended. "Bad shit follows me."
"Bad shit follows everyone."
Lucy was almost taken back by Adrien's words. It was the first time she had ever heard him curse.
"Did you just say shit?" She laughed and Adrien flushed a little. "Such a dirty word from such a pristine boy. "
"I'm not that pristine." He muttered, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed, attempting to play it cool.
"Uh huh." Lucy said leaning her head into her palm, with her elbow on the table. "Careful, don't want your daddy finding out I'm such a bad influence on ya. You'll never see me again."
Lucy was smiling as she spoke but her words caused Adrien to frown. She didn't seem to realize just how accurate her words were. Quickly replacing his frown with a casual look Adrien shrugged. "What he doesn't know wont hurt him. I'm a young adult, I can curse if I want to. Fuck. See, look at that."
A loud laugh escaped Lucy and Adrien basked in the sound. She had such a contagious laugh and it was only a moment later before Adrien found himself laughing too.
"Watch out everybody, we gotta a tough guy over here."
As silence fell over them Adrien tried not to be too obvious at how much her was looking at Lucy. With conversation it was easy. Funny how weird it is to avoid eye contact when you are talking to someone, but also weird to keep eye contact when your not. Lucy had a big mouth. An odd observation, Adrien would admit but, as he discreetly watched her eat, the boy couldn't help but notice the large bites she was taking out of her sandwich. Most girls he knew didn't do that, or at least if they did, they avoided it in public settings. Adrien didn't mind of course, in fact there was something satisfying about it. If he had to guess, it would be that he liked it because it meant she was comfortable around him. There was no hiding or timidness, the girl was hungry and she was gonna eat that sandwich. It made him smile, which of course Lucy noticed and sent him a questioning look.
"What?" She asked with a mouth full of food. Adrien smirked while picking up his sandwich.
"Nothing." He then said before taking an equally large bit out of his own food. Lucy smiled and covered her mouth as she tried to swallow.
"Are you making fun of me!?" She laughed, clearly not actually offended.
"I would never." Adrien spoke, this time it being him with a mouth full. Scrunching her nose at him, Lucy picked up one of the pickle slices she had removed from her sandwich and threw it at Adrien.
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Back in class Lucy took her seat next to Nathaniel. Ms. Bustier asked once more if anyone would want to run against Chloe and Sabrina. She watched as Marinette looked around the room, at who Lucy guessed were the other people who had thought to run, but were to threatened by Chloe to do so. None of them made a move, thus Ms. Bustier went to declare the position the two girls. There it was again, the familiar. Marinette jumped up with her hand raised, stating she would run. Ms. Bustier looked pleased at this news, and Lucy wasn't sure if it was because she did not want Chloe as their rep, or she simply wanted others to try.
When school ended Lucy sat with Marinette and Alya in the court yard. Alya asked Marinette how she planned to represent and Marinette confessed to still not believing she raised her hand in the first place.
"You'll do fine Marinette, we believe in you." Lucy said sincerely, patting the dark haired girl on the back. Marinette smiled kindly at Lucy before sighing. "I can't help but worry about Chloe, seeing she likes to play dirty, who knows what kind of scheme she'll come up with."
"Never be afraid to raise your voice for honesty and truth and compassion against injustice and lying and greed. If people all over the world would do this, it would change the earth." Lucy comforted. A small crowd of students surrounded the girls.
" Way to go, Marinette! You spoke from the heart, it was truly authentic!" Rose praised with a giggle. Marinette looked at her sheepishly and gave her a thanks. "When you win, can we get more comfortable chairs? They are so hard, I can barely concentrate in class. Oh maybe pink ones!"
"And it'd be primo if we could listen to our beats while we study in the library." Chimed in Nino.
" Uh, you know... um, I don't-, you know." Juleka mumbled. Marinette smiled at them nervously.
"Sure Juleka."
Alya noticing Adrien coming down the stairs waved to him. "Marinette can count on your vote, right Adrien!?"
"Sure," He said with a smile. "Depending on her speech." It was enough to make Marinette swoon.
"Better get crackin' on that campaign." She said, leaning her head on Alya's leg.
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Later, Lucy sat on Talia's bed while doing her math homework. Talia herself at her desk scrolling through Pintrest. Lucy gave an exhausted sigh. Math really was her worst subject. She closed the book and got up from the bed, walking over to Talia and leaning over her shoulder.
"Anything good?" She asked, getting a nod from the raven haired girl.
"There is always something good on Pintrest. I swear it is like a rabbit whole of information. Hows the math?" A groan escaped Lucy as she glared at the book on Talia's bed.
"Stupid." Talia laughed. "Yeah I don't miss it."
Looking from the computer to the desk itself something caught Lucy's eye. Curiously, she reached over and picked up a small, octagon shaped, wooden box with a strange design on it. Picking it up and examining the box Lucy asked,
"What's this?"
Talia rolled her eyes and leaned her head back in annoyance before grabbing it from Lucy.
"I don't even know. I think it fell into my bag at one of the antique shops I was at. I keep meaning to return it but I'm forgetful as fuck. I tossed it onto my desk practically as soon as I found it and it's just been sitting there."
"Well what's inside? Maybe if you look, you'll be able to figure out where it might have come from."
Talia shrugged and reached for the lid. "I guess but it could have come from-" A beaming light released as Talia opened the lid causing both girls to shield their eyes.
"Ah! What the fuck!" Talia yelled. As their eyes adjusted both girl where taken back at the sight of a tiny, purple-ish pink tiger. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Talia shouted louder. Lucy squinted at the tiger curiously.
"If your very much done." The tiger said with a bemused expression. "You were supposed to open me alone Talia."
"It knows my name!" Talia shouted wide eyed as she gripped Lucy's arm.
"That I do, and my name is Roaar. I am a Kwami. Your Kwami now more specifically. You have been chosen." Roaar's tone was calm and Lucy could feel Talia slowly calm down as well as her grip loosened on her arm.
"Chosen for what?" She asked and the Kwami smiled. "To be a hero of Paris."
Chat Noir and Ladybug have something like you, don't they?" Lucy inquired, pointing at the tiger.
"Something like me, yes." Roaar looked between the two girls his expression growing serious. "Listen girls, no one muct know of my existence. It's bad enough you were here when Talia opened the box..."
"Lucy." Lucy introduced her self.
"Lucy..." He repeated. "No one is supposed to know about us, other than our owners. What's done is done now I suppose, but I must be kept a secret." The girls nodded silently and the Kwami smiled once more.
"Talia, by wearing my miraculous, the bracelet you see before you," He instructed, showing a silver bracelet with three blue gems connecting to three rings. "you will be given the power of the tiger. In doing so it will become your duty to fight beside Chat Noir and Ladybug for the greater good against evil."
"Your mission, should you choose to accept..." Lucy whispered with a sly grin, receiving an elbow from Talia.
"How do you know this isn't a mistake? Some kind of accident?" Talia asked, uncertainty radiating from her. Lucy had never seen this version of Talia. She was always so sure of herself. She supposed a creature giving you a powerful responsibility out of no where was enough to make most people question if they were really the person right for the job.
" There are no accidents..." The Kwami confirmed. "there is only some purpose that we haven't yet understood."
Talia looked to Lucy who gave her a small shrug. Slowly, she reached for the bracelet and put it on her wrist, slipping on the three rings to her fingers.
"What do I do?" She then asked, and Roaar smiled.
"To transform, simply say Roaar stripes on. Your physical weapon is a pair of nun-chucks, but you will also have enhanced abilities like your strength and agility. Your claws are also exceptionally sharp. Your special power is speed. By saying the words 'eye of the tiger' you will activate this power, giving you the ability to move faster than the human eye can see. After you use this power, you will have five minutes before you transform back. The timer will display on your bracelet. To detransform of course, simply say Roaar, stripes off."
"Should I give it a go?" Talia asked Lucy who smirked at her.
"Might as well."
Talia took a deep breath before nodding, a look of determination setting on her face.
"Roaar! Stripes on!"
Lucy watched in amazement as Talia transformed. A black mask cover her face. Her hair changed to a slightly more purple/black color, her eyes glowed purple as well. Her suit did resemble that of a tiger but instead of orange is was a dark purple as well, her stripes that were displayed on her arms, midsection, and legs were black while her tail was mostly the dark purple with a black tip.
"Well would you look at that..." Lucy said in slight awe. "How do you feel?"
Talia walked over to a full body mirror across the room and looked at herself in fascination. She touched her mask and ran her fingers through her hair, examining her bodysuit, she ran her hands down her frame feeling its texture.
"Different." She spoke. "I feel different. Lighter perhaps."
A jingle came from Lucy's phone, taking her eyes off her now super powered friend to the glowing screen. A text from Alya was there. Chloe had got Jagged Stone, a famous rock star, to endorse her campaign and was buying student votes with autographs. With a sigh and eye roll, Lucy quickly texted back saying she was on her way.
"I gotta jet, class rep thing..." She trailed off rolling her wrist in the air.
"Ew. Didn't know you were into politics." Talia judged with a slight eyebrow raise.
"I'm not, Mari is...I don't...that girl is a natural born people pleaser, She wants to do right by everyone. Its admirable I'll give her that." Lucy explained grabbing her things and placing them in her bag. "You should do some roof hopping or something, test yourself out."
"I think I will." Talia said with a smirk before climbing into her window. "Good luck with...you know...that."
Lucy gave a breathy chuckle as she watched Talia leave, making her way out herself."
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Talia couldn't believe how easily her body was adapting to being a superhero. Her physical activity was pretty minimal, so yoga here and there, the occasional run, but here she was flipping and jumping through the air like she had done it all her life. It was amazing. Landing on the roof of Lucy's school Talia watched as a news reporter followed a man who looked like a fencing instructor. Squinting she recognized the man from the news, the one who had tried to run for mayor and lost. It appeared the reporter woman was trying to get the scoop on his defeat. Talia went wide eyed as she witnessed the instructor transform into a knight and then proceed to make the reporter and camera man one as well.
"Holy shit! It's happening! Alright." She said as she began to jog in place, twisting her neck from side to side. "I got this, time to save the mother fuckin day!"
She leaped across a few other buildings until she caught up with the crowed of nights. Landing in the street in front of them, Talia placed her hands on her hips.
"I didn't know there was a parade today."
"Move from our path little beast! Or face my sword!" Darkblade shouted. Before Talia could respond Chat Noir landed beside her.
" The people had their say and they chose Bourgeois over you, D'Argencourt!" He spoke pointing his staff at them. He glanced away from them and over to Talia. "Who are you?"
"Tigress, first day, nice to meet ya. We'll do formal introductions later, yes?" She answered grabbing her nun-chucks and twirling them around. Chat nodded and brought his attention back to Darkblade.
"Thy peoples matter not to me. D'Argencourt was defeated, not Darkblade! En garde!" He said running at them.
Ok so here is technically half a chapter but I wanted to put something out because its Sunday and who knows if I'll have time to update again before next weekend. I will try to post the second half of this chapter during the week but unfortunately I make no promises. Chow for now!
