Many centuries ago, magic jewels bestowing extraordinary powers were created. These were the Miraculous. Throughout history, heroes have used these jewels for the good of the human race. Three of these Miraculous are more powerful than the others; the ouroboros bracelet of the Snake, granting its user the power to manipulate Time; the earrings of the Ladybug that grants the power of Creation and the ring of the Black Cat, which grants the power of Destruction. According to legend, whoever controls all three of these jewels at the same time, will achieve absolute power. Each jewel holds much responsibility, the ability to destroy or create what one desires or the ability to manipulate history and time itself, so each user must not let their power consume them or use their power for their own advantage because everything has a cost.
Master Fu, the guardian of The Miracle Box bestows these magical artifacts to only those that he deems worthy. The Miracle Box holds not just The Most Powerful Miraculous; The Miraculous Three but along with there are the sister jeweled Miraculous; The Fox, The Horse, The Bee, The Mouse, The Turtle, The Butterfly and The Dragon. With every great force there is evil. The world can not be balanced with only light but with darkness. When there is Ying there is Yang. Kwamis are divine, spirit-like beings who embody "abstract" concepts. In ancient times, these creatures traveled the land causing different forms of chaos using their rare abilities until ancient monks known as the Order of The Guardians were able to capture these creatures in cursed jewelry which forced the creatures to reside within the jewels themselves. After many centuries, the monks were able to bring peace to the spirit-like beings and now when the jewelry is worn they will grant their magical abilities to the holder of their assigned Miraculous.
However not all Kwami's are on the side of peace. These Kwamis reside in their Jewels but will cause chaos and corruption to the holder that wears their jewel. These forms of jewelry are known as Monotonous; Miraculous with Corrupted Kwamii's. The Brooch of The Butterfly; Nooroo enjoys exploiting a person's hatred. The Necklace of The Fox; Trixx is a creature of manipulation; he will enjoy using his cunning words to manipulate a user and finally there is The Shades of The Horse; Kaalki is a self centered creature that makes all attention on her and wishes to be treated like royalty. All forms of jewelry have resided in the box except The Monotonous Jewelry of The Butterfly which has been missing for centuries until 3 years ago.
The Butterfly Monotonous was awakened and the person using Nooroo's power went under the alias of Monarch and began wreaking havoc on Paris. He corrupts people's emotions and turns them into super villains to try and steal The Miraculous Three. The Miraculous of The Ladybug, The Snake and The Cat awoke that day. Master Fu knew he and his apprentice Su-Han had to travel far and find one person deemed worthy to wear these jewelry but Kwamis don't always see eye to eye. Upon being released from their hold of the Miracle Box they went their own ways finding one they themselves deemed worthy to wear their own jewelry alone. A trio team was made that night in Paris. LadyRuby, Chat Noir and their leader Viperion. Together they fight against Monarch and his heinous attacks on the people of Paris. These attacks went on for two years until the unthinkable happened one fateful afternoon that none of the wielders will ever forget.
Even though Master Fu kept his identity a mystery not just to Monarch but to his Miraculous users; it never stopped him from guiding them on the right path. Giving advice when they needed them most, and even providing special Ambrosia to help advance their abilities for certain hurdles during battle. They all cared for him deeply. One day however; during a fight circling Master Fu's past; his identity was revealed to Monarch and was forced into hiding. Viperion was the leader of their group; he was wise for his age and very strategic but must live with his actions that took place on the night of The Wolf Moon one year ago.
The Wolf Moon is believed to represent a time of renewal and the start of a new cycle. It is said to be a time of heightened intuition and spiritual growth, and to empower us to take a stand and make changes that will benefit our lives and the lives of those around us.
He dodged around the cars, slithering around each passing vehicle. The wind cut passed his leather jacket. His body felt like it was dragging and shaking as he drove his motorcycle around a curve tightly. The other night was so eventful but he still had trouble sleeping the last few nights. His nightmares continued to haunt him. Like before it lingered on his skin. He didn't know why he called them nightmares when it was a memory that played over and over again in his sleep. If these nightmares continue, he may just resort to putting a bullet to his head. His eyes glared as he hit his brakes hard at the red light. He looked down as he dropped his hands. He would never do such a horrible act but that is how much these nightmares are affecting him. He hasn't gotten a full night's sleep in a year. He had some nights of peace but he didn't remember those nights, those were nights his body would give into full exhaustion and would pass out for hours. He sadly hopes he hits that moment soon. He flipped his helmets glass shield and reached taking a huge chug of his cold brew. He shivered at the bitterness of the earthy bean. He coughed as a car behind him beeped as the light had turned green. He waved his hand to them, flipping the shield back over his face and throttled forward.
Luka was going to probably do that soon, with him doing his regular 8 hour job and side hustles, now he is helping his sister's business out. He was going to pass the fuck out as soon as he gets home that night, he knows it. And he looks forward to it. Fingers crossed to no nightmares. His motorcycle came to a stop as he parked in the tiny parking lot behind the shop. He reached unstrapping his gloves as he peered over at a bright pink scooter in the lot. He looked over and noticed the company van wasn't there. He stared, wondering whose bike this was. There is no way he is making deliveries on that Hello Kitty Barbie and Ken monstrosity. He did dig the black skulls on the back part of the scooter and noticed some other patterns in black and other shades of pink. Like flowers with curly lines circling them. Other than that it screamed Pastel Goth. He took his helmet off and shook his locks loose from the helmet molded look. He uncradled his bike as he kicked the stand up, propping the helmet under his arm. He quickly reached into a side pouch, pulling some flyers out.
He was super excited to show his sister these flyers. His manager had put together a flyer real quick for them to advertise for Lukas night he was to play at Brew Tunes. The paper had the stores logo on it but had a poor quality picture of Luka from his social media account. It was of him from three years ago. He never got around to changing the picture. He didn't care for a bad image of himself, he was more excited for the back. He flipped the laminated paper over and smiled at his top 50s list he was super excited about. He was able to put together a list of some of his favorite songs. Now he just has to get his laptop ready for the showing in a week. Sass popped out of Lukas' biker helmet and looked up at him.
"Seeing you smile brings joy to my scales." He smiled. Luka looked down at him with a chuckle as he pet the top of his head with his index. "It is very exciting."
Sass nodded before dipping back down into the helmet.
Luka walked up to the boutique building, it's black lettering etched on the glass view window. Black Roses And Fumes. He smiled. He helped her pick that name when they were planning the business. It suited them. The bells over head chimed as he entered the building. It was clean from the other night but they were extremely bare from lack of inventory. They still had some product to sell but if someone didn't know what happened, they would think two things. This place has good business or this place is closing down. Luka didn't know much about how their business was doing but he assumed it was going well if they had multiple deliveries during the week. He hopes this event doesn't impact them terribly. Sure the flowers are the bigger sellers but I'm sure the perfumes help with some extra cash flow. He noted a few boxes sitting on the floor and tables. New inventory he guessed as some were labeled, Fragile Living Plants. The smell of mixture perfume still lingered but it wasn't as bad as yesterday or night before. His eyebrows creased as he looked around, sitting the flyers and his helmet on the glass counter where the register was. He heard chatter in the backroom, he went to push the doorway beads to the side but Rose bursted through.
"I thought I heard the door. Thank goodness you're here Luka, we got the van all ready for you, it's parked next to the building." She spoke as she fiddled with papers in her grasp. "I'm sorry to rush you as soon as you get here. But our 1pm rushed delivery for 8:30. Second delivery is at 10am. Your third delivery is very important to be delivered on the dot. Mrs. Turner is very particular. She needs her order at 11:30." She spoke as she fiddled the papers around. You have 4 deliveries and if you can, can you pick up this order from the warehouse at this address." Rose handed the papers over and a tiny notepad. Luka took the papers over and examined the addresses.
He put the vehicle in park as he arrived at his third delivery. Panic was shaking his muscles. He huffed as he was a bit stressed because it was 11:34. He was only four minutes late, but according to Rose this customer gets angry toward a second of lateness. He reached unbuckling his seatbelt and jumped when a hand knocked on the window rapidly. Luka sighed as he opened the door preparing for hell fire. He flinched back at who stood before him. "You realize you are 4 minutes late. By my managers contract you are to be here at 11:30am precisely and it is currently 11:34. And because of this lateness we will be demanding a discount on our late order." The short haired brunette woman spoke as she kept her green eyes down, never leaving the clipboard. Luka leaned against the steering wheel as he peered down at the woman. "Lila?" He spoke. Lila looked up and gasped as she clearly faked a smile as she began throwing her voice in a high pitched happy tone. "Luka? Oh my gawd, I didn't know you worked for this flower company! It's been so long, hasn't it. How have you been?"
Luka descended from the van as he scratched the back of his neck as he was feeling very annoyed and overwhelmed. Anyone but this girl. "Yea, it's been too long…" Not long enough. "Just helping out Jules cause she is short a driver." He claimed.
"That's incredibly nice of you, good old Luka, helping everyone he stumbles upon. So amazing. Almost sickening with how sweet you are."
Luka sighed. He didn't want to deal with her right now but her being his way through the delivery, he had no choice. "Look, my last customer was an older lady that clearly lives alone and has nobody to talk to. She talked my ear off and I got here a little late. Please help don't doct my sister."
"Well my manager is very, very important you know. Holds very popular weddings in her venue and every second counts." She spoke, she held her pen to her cheek as she thought. "You know what, how about this, I'll ignore this little hiccup if you do me a favor."
Luka stared. A deal with a devil. "I don't know Lila."
He jumped as a lady who clearly didn't know when Botox was enough came charging over in her 9in heels. "Why is my delivery late? Every second counts, I have a bride and groom showing up in 2 hours and everything must be set."
"I'm sorry Glenda, that was totally my fault. This is Luka, he's my old boyfriend. The one I had before we had to sadly part ways because I had to fly overseas to voice star in an animated film in America about an orphaned alien dog. I was gone for months and Luka here is so needy that I couldn't bare keeping him waiting on me for a long distance relationship. He turns out to be the new delivery man and we got lost catching up is all. But you know, to make up for it, I thought he should play his guitar at your bat mitzvah event coming up next month. You still needed a guitar player. He plays." She smiled as she motioned to Luka. Luka glared toward her. "Right Luka, it is to make up for your 1 minute lateness, we'd hate to ask for a refund on our order."
Luka inhaled sharply and nodded as he forced a smile and to keep his fist to himself. He punches female super villains but Lila might be the one exception. Glenda looked between the two and sighed smiling, she reached pinching Lilas cheeks. "Such a lovely and eventful life you have had, I understand, old flames, who knows, may trigger a new. And maybe I can plan your wedding. Okay that sounds reasonable. I will let this slide for now." She expressed as she turned. "Quickly unload them boy before I change my mind."
Luka replied with a yes ma'am and glared back at Lila who giggled with a smile. He opened the back of the van and pulled the ramp down as he still felt Lilas presence. "I was only trying to help Luka, are you mad?"
"Here and now is not the best time to talk about all the bullshit you put me through." He expressed. As he reached grabbing his dolly and began loading it up with the boxes of flowers. Lila glared at his back but forced a smile. "The past is the past, let's move forward. After all we did have a lot of fun together." She smirked as she touched his shoulder. He shook her hand off. She rolled her eyes. "I'll text you the party details, the number is still the same, correct?" She asked. He chuckled. "Hell no it's not, the second I broke up with you I tossed my phone in the Seine. Changed phone plans and changed phone numbers."
She began to glare as she pressed the clipboard to her hip. "Look I don't have the event info on me, so I will need your number to pass it on."
"Not going to happen, you can call my sister's store and give Jules the information. And next time, never mention I was ever your boyfriend, cause we all know, that was a lie." He spat.
He pushed his dolly toward the building. He felt Lilas glare follow him all the way up into the lobby. Lila angered Luka to no end. He can't even recall what he saw in her. He didn't see anything in her. She blinded him with her lies. She made herself seem like such a caring person but lied with every breath. Their relationship started and ended fast, it was a little after he became Viperion. He wanted to leave that part of his life behind him. Seemed like a regular thing he did. She was the reason he doesn't think he can ever be with another girl. And after dealing with 'one night stand' girl from the other night. He was sure he wouldn't want to seek out another girl.
Luka had finally made it back to the shop and was completely exhausted. He wasn't sure how he'd do his shift at the bar now. He finished the deliveries and even picked up items from the warehouse. He might just leave the unloading for them to do. Luka walked up to the door as he stared at the pink scooter still next to his bike. Wondered who that belongs to? The overhead bell rang again from his entry and he looked about the room. It was much more full of flower items. Orchids, Tulips, Daisies and so much more. He stared as he noticed there were necklace and bracelet holders around the store. Each wearing what looked like handmade jewelry pieces. He fingered one that has a wood piece that had Woodburn etching on it with handmade clay beads. Was Rose into jewelry making? Cause he knows Jules wasn't. He flipped the wood piece over and saw a tiny fancy "M" burned into the wood. His gaze looked around at there still being boxes laying about, less than from before. He made his way back up to the register area where his helmet still was but the flyers were now gone. "Hey Jules? You back here?" He asked as he pushed the door beads to the side. "Where are those fly-"
Something hit him hard before he entered.
Luka stood firmly as his hands quickly caught the box that ran into him and the person with it. Viperion reflexes took full rein. His hands gripped something slender that held the box. His one hand crushed a thin arm and held them and the box firmly in place and the other hand quickly held the figures back, keeping the tiny figure from falling over. "Woo, woo, there." He spoke. "Need to be more careful, Rose." He chuckled and reached trying to take the box from the figure. He blinked and gulped. This wasn't Rose.