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What powers and concepts did you give to your versions of the canon miraculous?

Ooh thank you for asking I was probably going to make a post on my own otherwise. I have quite a few issues with the canon powers and concepts of several canon kwamis.

Tikki the Ladybug of Creation

Tikki's powers remain mostly the same. To be honest the biggest difference comes in the form of the Miraculous Ladybug power. For one thing the name doesn't change from holder to holder I thought that was a very odd decision but the bigger thing is that the power can be used without summoning a Lucky Charm. We see in the New York Special and Destruction that every lucky charm is used specifically for one crisis and Ladybug needs it to repair the damages caused by said crisis and if multiple crises take place at once or if she loses her Lucky Charm everyone is screwed. I've changed things so that a Lucky Charm or capturing an akuma/amok just focuses the Miraculous Ladybugs in a specific direction. When used without one of those things the Miraculous Ladybug power would release an unchecked wave of creation and restoration. With time the holder could learn how to direct it but to an inexperienced holder like Marinette in Season 1 there's no guarantees that she'd fix everything that needs to be fixed or she could cause more harm than good by say causing plant life to grow out of control. A Lucky Charm used to solve a specific problem or an akuma that created a villain will act as a guide for the Miraculous Ladybugs.

Plagg the Black Cat of Destruction

Plagg's powers definitely changed quite a bit more than Tikki's in attempt to help equalize the two (The Ladybug and the Black Cat are supposed to represent balance and yin and yang but Ladybug is significantly more powerful than Chat Noir) Cataclysm has remained mostly the same except now it can be used to destroy Sentimonsters and it can kill a human like what we saw in Volpina's illusion in Heroes' Day. The only reason that doesn't normally happen is because of Adrien's innate sense of self control that prevents him from permanently injuring or killing someone. Miraculous holders are offered some protection and they won't immediately die unless and very skilled and powerful Black Cat used Cataclysm or the power I'm about to talk about. Black Storm is in essence the opposite of the Miraculous Ladybugs, unfortunately it doesn't have a focusing tool like the Miraculous Ladybugs so most holders don't learn about it until later on when they have complete mastery of Cataclysm and of course can be trusted with such a dangerous power. Black Storm releases a wave of destruction and decay and can very easily kill many many people including miraculous holders if untamed. Black Storm can also cause other natural disasters like tsunamis and earthquakes if properly directed. Black Storm looks like a massive cloud of black energy crackling with bolts of green lightning. Finally Black Cats can capture akumas and amoks as well it's just instead of purifying the dark magic they assimilate the energy since dark magic and the negative energy the Black Cat can control are so similar. The baton has a special black void like the yo-yo.

Trixx the Fox of Deception

I've changed Trixx from Illusion to Deception because I think it fits exceptionally better and covers a broader spectrum than illusion alone. Mirage is basically the same except amped up so Volpina (screw you Lila you are awful) is left as nothing but a pale imitation in the face of a true Fox. Mirage can now be manipulated and changed in anyway the holder wishes from a beautiful display of fireworks to a raging dinosaur with a single illusion. Mirage can now also deceive multiple senses at least if the holder wills it, a bakery will smell like fresh bread and pastries, the illusions will have shadows, a rain storm will leave you feeling wet as long as the holder is thoughtful enough to include those things. Even teenaged holders can maintain an illusion for extended periods of time because as long as the illusion remains unbroken the timer will not start and even then skilled holders can split the illusion into multiple parts so that even if one part is broken the Mirage can still exist. The Fox also gets another power Reality. Now instead of only being able to dispel their own illusions they can dispel any kind of illusion or deception (For ex: if Rena Rouge was fighting against Volpina, Volpina's illusions could be banished with a word and a wave of her flute or if she was fighting Chameleon she could force her to return to her original form)

Pollen the Bee of Subjection

Notice how I wrote Subjection instead of Action because even if the writers want to retcon her concept I will refuse to comply. Pollen's power allows her holder to immobilize an opponent so her concept should be Inaction if anything because if we followed this logic Tikki could destroy things, Trixx could force people to tell the truth, etc. Now Pollen, as you could probably tell from my profile photo, is my favorite kwami and as such I believe she deserved a major upgrade and a power that fits her true concept of Subjection. Venom now instead of paralyzing someone transforms them into the holder's loyal servant akin to Miracle Queen, this control is absolute and unbreakable outside of the holder themself dispelling it, the Eagle using Liberation, or if a Black Cat with exceptional control used Cataclysm to specifically destroy it. As long as the body is physically capable of it the holder can force them to do it, forcing someone to forget something, performing exceptional acrobatic feats, or even...killing someone with a single word are all within the realm of possibility. Similar to Trixx's upgrade a teenaged holder's timer will not start until the victim is released and that power is called Absolve. Absolve not only dispels Venom but any form of magical control or subjection such as Malediktator's orbs or Princess Fragrance's perfume.

Wayzz the Turtle of Protection

Wayzz was mostly fine in my opinion his power just needed a little tweaking. Shell-ter's shape can now be manipulated by the holder. Inexperienced holders are limited to simple stuff like changing the shield from a dome to a sphere or vice versa but more skilled holders have much finer control, think Steven Universe's bubble power (specifically in the movie and Steven Universe: Future). Wayzz like Pollen and Trixx gets a little buff so that the timer doesn't start until the shield is broken or dispelled. Speaking of dispelling Wayzz gets a new phrase too, Exposure. Exposure like Reality and Absolve dispels the holder's power but also foreign powers as well, in this case foreign protections like Style Queen's barrier or Penalty's bubble

Duusu the Peacock of Manifestation

Now I’ll be honest I debated Duusu’s concept for a while but I think Manifestation is the best concept for their powers, Emotion did work but I feel that the kwami of Emotion should be able to control emotions. Anyway now instead of only being able to manifest emotions into corporeal form they can manifest desires, thoughts, and even memories. Senticreatures (which is what I’ve decided to call the good sentimonsters) can still be basically anything and have pretty much any power the sheer magnitude of said powers are greatly reduced similar to the Butterfly which I’ll get into in a second, their strength comes from their versatility not their raw power. Avatar is the new power name which I took from the official kwamis’ book just like the Peacock’s detransformation phrase: Fold My Feathers which to me sounds a lot better than Fall My Feathers. Also now the Peacock’s telempathic link you know the one we saw in Heroes’ Day with the cool light mask is much more limited, now it only appears at the moment of contact between the amok and the object, the holder makes their deal, the senticreature is manifested, then that’s it no further communication after that. The Peacock is a little more detached than the Butterfly in that sense. They can also create more than one senticreature at a time they just need to wait a little while between creations or else their previously created senticreatures will begin to fall apart. The amount of time they have to wait after creating a senticreature to create a new one all depends on how complex and/or powerful the first one was and how much energy the holder can pour into it.

Nooroo the Butterfly of Transmission/Transformation

Now here’s the thing I’m conflicted about on Nooroo in a similar vein to Orikko and Barkk multilie concepts fit well (although in this case the powers don’t really change all that much unlike the other two) I just haven’t decided which one I like better solely based on the additional powers I grant each Miraculous. Anyway the base power which I’ve decided to call Metamorphosis, because it fits and is a whole lot better than Empower, still functions relatively the same way, the power scope as I said earlier is just more limited. In canon we see Gabriel creating akumas like Volpina and Stormy Weather 2 who are in one case exceptionally more powerful than the true Fox Miraculous holders and in the other able to create a volcano powerful enough TO FORCE THE EARTH OFF ITS ORBIT. If Gabriel could create akumas like this from the start why not create an akuma to heal Emilie or make Stormy Weather that powerful in the first place. In the case of a champion like Volpina, one specifically created to emulate a miraculous holder, will always be inferior to the real thing. Stormy Weather 2 would only be able to accomplish anything remotely close to canon if her powers were boosted by a sentimonster. Also no akumas like Gang of Secrets where they’re not even touching the objects and all get akumatized to they’re previous levels, either they’d be significantly depowered or Gabriel would need a sentimonster that could boost his powers. None of this hiding this akumatized object either like we saw in Risk, if a Champion gets to far away from their object they start to lose their powers and can even detransform. An akuma (in this case a dark magic powered butterfly) cannot multiply they will simply continue to gather negative energy, which I said before is extremely similar to dark magic. Eventually they’ll return to their original recipient except they will be incredibly more powerful, Stoneheart for example would now be able to manipulate stone and earth and potentially even encase other people in stone to create allies. Now hopefully the last thing is that the phrases are now just Wings Rise and Wings Fall (Gabriel just adds the dark to be dramatic which is totally in character considering he talks to himself and says stuff like evilize) I don’t really get the whole Good vs Evil phrases thing canon has going on

Mullo the Mouse of Multiplication

Nothing much had changed with Mullo honestly especially since we found out in Strike Back that the holder can further multiply even after they’ve multiplied originally. The big thing is that skilled holders can eventually get to the point where they can multiply without losing any size at all. The Mouse does get the Fox, Bee, & Turtle treatment though, Solitude allows the holder to reunite with all their clones and cancel out the effects of other multiplying magics like Sapotis for example (I will be choosing to ignore the canon counter phrase: Unite). Also the phrases have once again changed to Scurry Forth and Scurry Away as coined by my friend @graaythekwami. Get Squeaky was okay but it’s counter phrase Unsqueak is awful I mean they could have done Get Quiet, Quiet Down, or my favorite Quiet as a Mouse, but in general I prefer Scurry Forth and Scurry Away. Oh and also when it comes to unification if a unified Miraculous holder multiplied the other miraculous would get multiplied as well and their power could even be used multiple times by an underage holder but it would be incredibly draining for the kwami no matter what because their powers weren’t meant to stretch the way Mullo’s are.

Stommp the Ox of Determination

Stompp’s powers get some name changes and buffs and I’ll be telling you about two of her powers out of the 3-4 I have for most all kwamis. Resistance is now Stampede however instead of only stopping superpowers the holder becomes truly invulnerable and unstoppable in motion à la Juggernaut from Marvel comics. Holders also gain the power: Bulldoze which turns their determination into raw strength which causes their hammer and body to glow and they can cause massive amounts of damage. The activation phrase Make Way has grown on me but I’m conflicted on the deactivation phrase between Push Back and Stand Down

Roaar the Tiger of Confrontation

Listen Exaltation wasn’t a good concept to begin with but the english concept Elation is even worse especially considering we have Jubilation as well. Of course I myself have kwamis of War and Aggression so isn’t confrontation very similar, well yes it is but all their powers manifest differently. War is about the battle, the bloody conflict between opposing factions, Aggression is the feeling of rage and ferocity from when you’re pushed over the edge. Confrontation is the actual clash, the attack, Roaar is in this sense the opposite of Wayzz (I really wish Attackion was a word), the Unstoppable force to Wayzz’s immovable object, the Spear to his Shield. Speaking of spears I changed Roaar’s weapon, bolas aren’t a bad weapon in concept but they don’t fit the Tiger especially the one we go instead of the one we all thought it would be. The phrases are now On the Hunt and Off the Hunt because they fit Roaar a million times better than they did Barkk and also because Stripes On/Off is stupid. Clout is now Collision which I stole from the Portuguese dub because it sounds better and the Tiger also gets another power: Tiger’s Fury. Tiger’s Fury envelopes the holder in a shroud of raw energy that boosts all of their physical abilities to new levels beyond even that of the other miraculous; stronger than the ox, faster than the horse, and more agile than the fox. This power can also be focused into their fist, spear, foot, or even head for Collision (basically Collision just focuses alot of raw energy into a single focal point to be unleashed). But this can’t be reversed unless you’re already an adult, once Collision is used Tiger’s Fury cannot be.

Fluff the Rabbit of Evolution

Fluff is complicated (as all time travel is) her power is basically the same except for two main differences. 1. Only adults can use it an unlimited number of times unless a loop hole is abused. Whenever a Rabbit or any holder of time related Miraculous enters the Burrow, the center of all timeflow and temporal energy, their Miraculous is charged to full capacity. So bascially it functions the same as canon as long as the Rabbit holder enters the Burrow at some point, but solely sending someone else through time like adult!Bunnyx did to Monarch in Evolution will start the timer. Now to explain the second difference I need to explain more about Fluff’s role in itself. The avatars of Evolution are tasked with maintaining the timeline, the best timeline or that is to say the timeline that benefits the most people. If you really want a deep dive into what that means I recommend you check out my friend @graaythekwami‘s fanfiction Crimson & Noire. (I’m not just saying it’s great because they’re my friend I was reading their fics before we became friends and I love them; C&N, Withered Wings, and Mother Hen are my favorites of theirs) C&N really does a good job explaining what the Rabbit is supposed to do and more importantly what they’re not supposed to. Basically the Burrow is guarded fiercely by every holder of the Rabbit Miraculous there’s ever been and ever will be and if you try and make a change to the timeline that Fluff wouldn’t approve of then you’ll get your butt kicked by countless different Rabbits and their companions. Speaking of companions from modern times onward most Rabbits are joined by another trusted Miraculous holder to support them as being the avatar of Evolution is a very very difficult job. These companions join the Rabbits on almost every mission except for the most delicate and imperative which must be managed solo.

This post is long enough already I’m afraid so I’ll cover the rest of the kwamis in a following post. I’d like to thank @graaythekwami for all their help with ideas and headcanons specifically about the Rabbit Miraculous because time travel is already complicated enough xD

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doodlegirl12345 · 1 year

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Most Wanted Part I

Ever had a project on the backburner, that you keep putting up off until it seems inevitable to do? Yep, this is the one mine. Hello Miraculous Lovelies, it’s Doodle here with another story for you all. I have been looking forward to delivering this story for a long time and hope you like it as much as I do.

Here’s the first part of my newest multiple part story: Most Wanted. I hope you like it!

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Most Wanted

Outlook.

All of us have a certain overall view on life, frequently shaped by our experiences and background. Often some people’s views on life are bound to shift because of the ever changing world that we reside in. Due to the world’s evils it is understandable to gain a negative outlook. Especially if they are one of the many people who get treated so harshly. However, a shift between positive and negative is common because of the positive and negative stages in one person’s life. Occasionally, one person’s life can be seen as the majority in the negatives. Unable to find much light until an inciting event enriches their lives. Outlooks shifts and more color is added to their lives. Although that also leads to new problems when it comes to change. The one thing that not everyone is completely fond of.

It was a warm summer night in the city of lights. The kind where the heat is apparent but still made bearable by the gentle breezes that flutter through the air, it being the midst of the season. Due to tonight being the start of the weekend nightlife was buzzing with excitement. Citizens pouring in and out of events, some even dolled up in their very best. Yet within a blink of an eye valuables started to disappear. With the swiftness of wind: wallets, purses, headphones, phones and lavish jewelry vanished right off their owners. Constantly leading to a haze of confusion from location to location.

Through the lens of a certain individual these kinds of events were nothing but targets to aid their desire for thievery. The cat dashed across the rooftop attempting to blend into the star studded sky.

Clad in black, this thief’s moves were ambitious, taking leaps without gauging how far his stride or deep the descent would be. One would imagine that the large white fabric bag of stolen goods he carried over his shoulder would slow him down. Although the mischievous glint that shined in his eyes during each leap showed that he appreciated the challenge. Already he wasn’t the cat that one would expect scaling Paris’ rooftops.

His black combat boots slammed against the ledge of a rooftop while their wearer was cackling. In silhouette, after a quick glance he bears somewhat resemblance to one of Paris’ active heroes. But that’s were the major similarities between him and Chat Noir ended. The rest is just superficial. This thief appeared to have already been two inches and two years ahead of the hero. He was fair skinned with mid length shaggy brown hair that peeked out from the black aviator cap styled cowl with large cat ears.

His violet eyes were covered with a pair of black circular goggles. The jet black fabric jumpsuit he exhibited came with a black zip up vest and matching gloves. Double wrapped around the waist was a long black belt with excess hanging down the back like a cat tail. The thief looked behind him assuming that his own predestined opponents were far away in their pursuit of him.

“Give it up heroes!” he held up the bag of stolen goods to taunt them. His voice sounded suave yet at the same arrogant. “You’re never going to catch me!”

After that declaration, a free fall was made backwards into the alleyway below him letting gravity usher his fall. Seconds before hitting the ground a flip was done causing him to land upright on both feet. Fingers started to rifle through the bag as he pulled out a designer men’s watch with a perimeter of diamonds around the watch’s face. This caused the thief’s eyes to light up as the diamonds glistened in the moonlight.

“Derek could never truly appreciate a piece like this,” he said. “It’s the same kind of never as Ladybug and Chat Noir catching me, Shadow Moth.”

“Interesting, you didn’t say my name,” said a voice. “So that means I actually got a shot, right?”

The thief did a tiny jump appearing to be startled as a figure clad in yellow and black emerged from the shadows from the alley’s dead end. A masked heroine. She had bright teal eyes, fair skin and long fiery reddish orange hair with jet black highlights. Her hair was pulled into a high ponytail by a black ribbon headband with antenna-like ribbons. On her face was a yellow and black mask, the color divided longways top to bottom in that order. Her suit had opera length black gloves with fluffy yellow pollen cuffs framing her wrists. Her torso was a bright yellow with a large v-shaped stripe across the chest and two thinner v stripes underneath.

The lower half of her suit was black with tall boots that had thin triangular bands at the knees and yellow platform wedges at the bottom. Wrapped around her hips was a yellow and black striped spinning top. Although the most important thing to note was the gold bee themed hair comb placed on the right side of her head.

It was Honeybee, the newest bee miraculous holder.

Instantly the thief shoved the watch back into the bag, asking. “And who are you?”

“Really?” the bee raised a brow. “Is that a serious question? If so then it’s clear who hasn’t been keeping up with local news this week and it’s not me.”

“Hey!” he protectively pulled the bag close to his chest. “You still haven’t answered the question. Who are you?”

“Oh so you are serious? I really should’ve sprung for those business cards. But considering how many times Shadow Moth pulls these stunts. I’ll run out by the end of the month,” she rolled her eyes. “But let me introduce myself. I’m Honeybee, the newest bee miraculous holder. Although I don’t need you to return the favor. Thanks to my friends Ladybug and Chat Noir. I know exactly who you are, Cat Burglar.”

The thief’s eyes harden. “Oh so you’re with them.”

“Very smart, what was your first clue? The mask or the glitzy jewelry? But the main reason that I’m here is that I’ve been told that you’ve been causing problems for my friend, Chat Noir. It seems that some valuables had gotten missing and fingers were pointing towards him. Mainly because some witnesses have claimed that the thief had been sporting cat ears and a tail while leaving the scene of the crime. Considering that I just caught you red handed it’s not hard to deduce who’s the guilty one here. Not that I had my doubts. Ladybug figured that this would be your escape route and shocker to no one she wasn’t wrong.”

“Save it, I already heard something similar from Ladybug and Chat Noir when they confronted me earlier,” he smirked. “It wasn’t supposed to be personal but I would be lying to say it wasn’t hilarious to see him and Ladybug be swarmed by those guards and cops. It’s not my fault that people aren’t willing to do a double take.”

“But all of this needs to end right now. I’m sure that Chat Noir probably already had a conniption seeing you. He’s not fond of people infringing on the trademark after dealing with another copycat.”

“Why do you care? It’s not like you’re the one getting blamed.”

“Yeah no. I don’t work like that. You come for one of my friends. You’re coming for me. Even if Chat Noir wasn’t involved I could simply bring you in for the multiple rounds of theft. So your little crime spree stops now.”

“Or what? You’re going to be the one to stop me?”

“Exactly. So it’s best to surrender right now.”

Cat Burglar snickered. “Nah, I’d rather save my energy fighting the big leagues: Ladybug and Chat Noir. Not one of their little interns. So see ya, Busy Bee. It was nice meeting you.”

With that the thief launched himself into the air, landing back onto the rooftop he had come from, ready to make a run for it. However before any more movement could be made on his part. Honeybee undid the spinning top around her hips and lassoed it around his right ankle. She yanked the cord knocking him off the rooftop causing him to plummet on the alleyway’s cobblestone ground.

“Down Kitty,” she commanded as the trompo returned back into her hand.

Cat Burglar groaned before saying out loud. “Why didn’t you say that before?”

“Huh?” the bee questioned.

“Shadow Moth, just said not to turn my back on you,” he growled while picking himself up. “It’s something he said that he learned from previous encounters.”

“Wow, he actually has the ability to learn,” Honeybee smirked. “Yet, he thinks that all of this is still a good idea. Sounds like a sad existence, having the ability to learn but not using it to truly make your life better. I would pity him if he hadn’t been putting people under his influence to use Paris as a sandbox for destruction.”

“He says that he doesn’t need your pity.”

“You’re right, he needs a jail sentence instead. Rather sooner than later.”

“How much are those two paying you to care about all this?”

“Other than compliments?”

“So, in other words, for free? Wow, I guess I can really call you a hero…or stupid.”

“Stupid? That’s rich coming from an actual thief. Take it from me, stealing and crime never pays off.”

“Take it from you? What’s that supposed to mean, have you stolen something before?”

The bee’s eyes shifted to the side while remaining silent. It appeared that a chord had been struck as her eyes sharply hardened.

“Your eyes seem to be telling me a lot,” he taunted. “It would make sense, you don’t give the same goody-goody vibe like the other two.”

“My eyes aren’t telling you anything,” Honeybee stated. “You don’t know who I am.”

“Well in a few minutes after I’m done with you,” Cat Burglar dropped his bag onto the ground with a harsh thud. He held up both hands as five inch long steel claws extended from the ends of his gloved fingertips. “It won’t matter who you are.”

He lunged at her, prepared to sink in his claws. But being quick on her feet, Honeybee jumped flipping midair over him.

“What? Is that all you got?” the bee questioned after landing behind him. Her opponent turned around in shock.

“Seriously Shadow Moth after almost a week straight of sending villains out to only be defeated by me, Ladybug and Chat Noir. I thought that you would’ve stepped up your game by now.”

The thief growled, charging at her, swiping his claws. The bee dodged narrowly avoiding before noticing an opening. She elbowed him in the stomach and slammed her leg into his side. Cat Burglar extended one of his arms, almost clawing the heroine in the face. She bent herself back, closing the window of opportunity above.

However, this left her lower half free leading him to swipe his leg across, hitting her ankles, forcing her to fall backwards.

Honeybee felt her head banging against the ground causing her vision to flutter in and out for a few seconds. But the moment it began to clear she saw the rigid sole of a combat boot hovered over her face. She dropped the spinning top, bringing hands forward preventing her face from being stomped on. The thief brought his foot down several more times causing the bee to wince in pain. After a quick thought she swung her legs back before hitting him in the stomach to knock him back onto the ground. The bee rolled back onto her feet before picking up her weapon. Couple seconds ticked by without him moving, making her assume that he had been knocked out.

She approached him. “Alright, I probably got five guesses. My first guess is that the akuma is going to be in the goggles.”

But right when she reached over to confirm her guess the thief sprung back to life. Honeybee leapt back avoiding the metal claws itching to get her.

“Hey! I thought that possums play dead, not cats!” she tossed her weapon, hitting him in the chest hoping to keep him at bay. Before launching herself forward leading her to be knocked back by him swinging his arm.

“You should’ve realized that something was wrong since cats land on their feet,” he told her.

The bee let her heels slide against the ground, lessening the impact of her landing. “Really? From the few minutes of the meeting you that doesn’t seem to be the case. Or maybe you just need a total rebrand. But again, Possum Burglar doesn’t roll off the tongue so well, does it?”

The thief seemed to be growing angrier by the minute, brandishing his claws as he darted forward. Honeybee drew out the wire of her spinning top putting it between her hands. She deflected her opponent’s rapid hits as it felt like he was moving at the speed of a cheetah. Literal sparks were created between them due to the colliding metal. This forced the bee continuously deflecting and dodging until she found herself pinned against the wall of the alleyway’s dead end. Suddenly the bee cried out in pain as she felt five tiny sharp knives carved into her arm making her kick Cat Burglar back.

“Nice bobbing and weaving,” he scraped his claws against the cobblestone to slow down the hit’s impact. “But I still managed to get you, once.”

Honeybee felt herself shaking and panting from the agonizing pain as she grabbed her arm. The bee noticed the large chunk of fabric missing on her now bare upper arm exposing five long deep cuts across the skin.

“How did you…you aren’t supposed to do…able to do that,” her voice sounded like a blend of baffled and distressed. “My suit is supposed to be indestructible.”

Cat Burglar gave a slick grin, clearly satisfied with his actions while waving his claws. “You’re not the only one with magic on your side, Sweetheart.”

He pounced, forcing her to duck, causing him to scrape the wall behind her. She rolled to the side while he was distracted. When the thief tried to approach her Honeybee leapt onto both hands, performing a back double leg kick knocking him away.

Although it was a successful hit the heroine found herself whimpering. She thought while pulling her body back up. Okay gotta stop the two handed stuff for a while. I know that Ladybug’s plan was for me to keep him here while they catch up. But I might need to speed this up…or maybe make him slow down-

Before the bee could finish that thought Cat Burglar launched himself at her. Honeybee used her good arm to smack him against the head. She threw her weapon several times, lashing it ahead of herself to restrict him from advancing again.

“Someone trying to keep their distance,” the thief remarked, playfully hitting the spinning top back towards her face. “What? You’re afraid that I’m going to hurt your “little” arm again?”

The bee effortlessly caught it before looking at him sternly as he brought himself closer. “Well, it’s harder to hit someone that you can’t touch.”

Without another word she performed a side aerial forcing him to miss, leading his fist to hit the ground.

Honeybee thought as she fastened her weapon around her waist. Let’s hope those gymnastics videos I’ve been binging on YouTube will finally pay off.

She rolled forward past the thief following with several one handed front handsprings. Cat Burglar followed, although clearly confused. The moment that he was near the bee leaned against one of the alleyway’s walls using it as a backboard to bounce onto the rooftop of the other wall. She tauntingly waved at him, initiating her opponent to spring up using the wall in front of him to reach her level. But the second that his feet landed on the rooftop, Honeybee flipped back onto the adjacent rooftop. Cat Burglar growled, only to follow her. But the heroine leapt to the previous rooftop avoiding him once again.

This became a pattern, for several minutes with the bee doing multiple flips and tricks back and forth. The thief followed making it look from an outsider’s perspective two dots racing across the rooftops. Right when it seemed that Cat Burglar caught her she delivered an uppercut with her foot. After he let go of her she performed a one handed cartwheel before leaping back into the alleyway.

He continued to pursue her, causing the heroine to throw her weapon onto the rooftop ledge anchoring it and letting it pull her up. Cat Burglar leapt towards her forcing the bee to redirect her weight as she brought her feet together kicking him onto the rooftop behind him. Honeybee landed on the rooftop where she heard exhausted panting from the thief, struggling to pick himself up.

“Ready for another round?” the heroine smirked. “Or do you want to start organizing your apologies right now? Personally, I prefer mine in print.”

Her opponent shifted his weight, darting at her almost if this single blow would redeem his previous failures. However it was apparent that his speed had greatly diminished as he went for her ankles but received a kick in the stomach instead. She undid the spinning top from her hips whirling it into a shield in front of her. Both feet and claws bounced off the shield as the bee tried to maintain her resolve, hoping that this will continue to thin out his stamina. Cat Burglar kept bringing his feet against her shield initiating crumbling to her knees while still spinning it.

For a split second the bee felt her concentration slipping, believing that she could hear the sound of racing footsteps in the distance. But she paid for it as her opponent’s foot broke through the shield, kicking her across the rooftop. Her body scraped against the surface underneath bringing her to cling onto the rooftop’s ledge. As she dangled the thief approached, a prideful expression plastered on his face. He brought his foot down causing her to drop her spinning top out of pain. Cat Burglar was about to move onto the other hand when Honeybee pulled her legs using the wall like a backboard to flip back onto the opposite wall to guide her landing.

Once hitting the ground, she started to scramble in search of her weapon to only be tackled by Cat Burglar who shoved her against one of the walls.

“Finally, I caught you,” the thief spoke through panting breaths. She could see beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Aww are you tired?” the bee told him. “That’s what a life of crime will do to you.”

“Enough!” he slammed her injured arm against the wall. Before raising a hand toward her. “I know Shadow Moth wanted me just to take your hair comb. But I doubt that he would mind if I did some work on that little face of yours too.”

The heroine held her breath as her eyes drifted towards the sky. A playful smirk came across her lips.

“What?” the thief growled. “Why are you smiling? Got another stupid remark?”

“Nope,” she told him. “I guess it’s only fair to clue you and your pathetic boss in that we got company.”

After the last word came from her mouth a familiar zipping sound came toward them as a red and black yoyo wrapped around his wrist pulling his hand away from her face. Cat Burglar turned his head to see Ladybug and Chat Noir standing on the ledge behind him. The bug was already in her lucky charm suit with her yoyo still wrapped around the thief’s wrist. Noticeably one of her pigtails was significantly shorter than the other. Chat Noir stood beside her with a small child sized ladybug patterned pool ring underneath his arm. The bee saw that both of the cat’s gloved hands had long rips across them that crept up a bit to his lower arms. Both seemed to be slightly disheveled compared when she had seen them before to set up this trap.

“Perfect timing,” Honeybee called out to them. “You don’t know how happy I am to see you two.”

Chat Noir looked at her. “I think that we can imagine.”

“Ha, very funny,” she spoke flatly. “So is there a possibility that we wrap this up soon? It has gotten pretty late here.”

“No worries, Honeybee,” Ladybug told her. “You’re not the only one who wants this to be wrapped up.”

The bee looked straight at Cat Burglar bringing her legs up against his stomach. “You heard the lady, it’s time to wrap this up.”

She kicked out, pushing him off while Ladybug picked up the slack using her yoyo to bounce the thief into the wall. Meanwhile Honeybee rolled to the side as she saw her weapon lying a few feet away.

“Chat Noir, now!” the bug instructed while releasing the yoyo’s grasp.

The cat jumped off the ledge bringing down the inflatable pool ring over Cat Burglar, bestowing the ring over him. It seemed like a tight fit as his arms appeared locked in place.

“It seems that we finally caught you, Cat Burglar,” said the hero, stepping back.

The thief struggled, realizing he could not move his arms freely. “And what’s this supposed to be?”

“A way to keep you from using your claws. Since you already scratched up the rest of us,” Ladybug explained during the descent into the alleyway.

Meanwhile the bee picked up her weapon and began creeping toward her opponent as the focus was now not on her.

“A dog cone would be more effective than this, Ladybug,” Cat Burglar spat. “This is the best that you could’ve thought of when I was fighting your irritating intern? What is this supposed to do when I can just pop it with my claws?”

“It’s just supposed to distract you, Sweetheart,” Honeybee whispered into his ear after she crept behind him while pulling her top’s chord. “Venom.”

The thief looked like he was going to spin around to resist but the bee stung him in the middle of his back leaving him temporarily frozen. She pulled off the goggles from his face before tossing them over to Chat Noir.

“Since it was your name that was dragged through mud,” the bee told him as he caught them. “It’s only fitting you were the one to do the honors.”

“Thanks,” said the cat as he threw the goggles on the ground, stomping on them to force the tainted butterfly out.

Ladybug threw her yoyo into the air, catching the butterfly mid-flight. Meanwhile Honeybee pulled the ring off. The bug spun her yoyo around purifying the insect.

“Bye-bye little butterfly,” Ladybug released the now white butterfly as she was given the inflatable pool ring. “Miraculous Ladybug!”

Waves of ladybugs began to wash over the city, swiping away Cat Burglar’s loot bag presumably returning all the stolen possessions to their rightful owners. It washed over Honeybee, Ladybug and Chat Noir, restoring them back to their previous states. Along with the smashed goggles that were repaired into a pair of black frame eyeglasses. A inky purplish black cloud formed over Cat Burglar unfreezing him, revealing a sixteen year old boy. He was wearing a red t-shirt, navy basketball shorts and green sneakers. His eyes were now blue and had the same complexion and hairstyle of his villainous alter ego.

“Pound it!” the three heroes celebratory bumped their fist together.

A few moments later Honeybee and Ladybug scaled the rooftops, running on borrowed time as their miraculous alerted them. Quickly, the two heroines approached the ledge of a rooftop to ledge into the alleyway below. They had just finished with Jacob formerly known as Cat Burglar. He, like the others, had no recollection of how he had gotten here. The last thing he remembered was being in his friend Derek’s room who was showing the watch his grandfather got him for his recent birthday. Jacob admitted that he was jealous as his friend was complaining about the watch stating that it was less impressive than all the other gifts he had gotten. He was tempted to pocket it when his friend was called out of the room by his mother.

But Jacob felt guilty from the temptation. Along with his own admiration of luxury items, Cat Burglar was born after a little push had been given by Shadow Moth. Ladybug gave him his own magical charm to protect him from akumas’ influence. It was a deep black with its spots looking like diamonds. Jacob appeared to be nicer than his villainous persona, more preoccupied with time as it was cutting quite close to his curfew. Something that Honeybee showed moments of personal concern at the mention of it.

Ladybug took the first leap, being able to tuck herself into the shadows on one end of the alleyway as there was a bright flash of red light. The bee shortly followed as she landed on the other side of the alleyway, keeping her back turned from her teammate. Seconds later, a ring of golden light circled around the bee pulled off the suit reverting back to her civilian form of Sabrina Raincomprix. Instead of her usual outfit, the redhead was wearing a soft lemon yellow blouse with a straight across neckline and mid length cuffed sleeves, a black button up skirt, black sandals and yellow rose dangle earrings.

Clipped onto the right side of her head was the bee miraculous in camouflage mode, a silver hairpin with a diamond bejeweled bee at the end. On her shoulder was a black crossbody bag with a white lace triangular flap with two matching bows atop of each other in the center. Hanging off her wrists were two large white shopping bags with the words “Holly’s Craft Shop” written in silver cursive font.

“Thanks for helping us out again, Sabrina,” Ladybug told her while keeping her back turned. “I really appreciate it. Sorry we took so long getting here. We got swarmed by a group of angry citizens who thought Chat Noir took their stuff. It wasn’t until an officer who saw the fight between us and Cat Burglar took place, spoke up on our behalf that we could get through the crowd using brute force.”

“It’s not a problem,” the redhead smiled as she opened up her purse to pull out a small plastic baggie filled with two snickerdoodle cookies, offering them to Pollen who was floating right in front of her. “Here Pollen, I made these just for you.”

“Cookies just for me?” the little kwami cooed, pulling one from the bag. She started to nibble on it causing her eyes to light up. “Oh this is delicious, Your Highness.”

“Thanks,” Sabrina smiled. “It’s my grandma’s recipe. I just made them today. Much easier to carry around instead of a bag of straight up sugar. I thought it would be best to start carrying my own snacks. Just in case, considering how much Honeybee appeared this week.”

“Yeah…” Ladybug started. “I also really wanted to thank you for that too. I have been bringing you out a lot this week. It’s just with venom being so effective by ending fights much quicker. Along with having a holder that I can trust there were more reasons for Honeybee to be more active.”

“I don’t mind,” she told the bug. “To be honest, I rather spend my time with you and Chat Noir helping out than how things were before.”

Ladybug let out a sigh of relief. “That’s good to hear. But remember not to hesitate to tell me that you need a break. Since you’re in a special position, there’s no shame in asking for one. That’s the great thing with having so many heroes now other people can step up to the plate if needed. You just have to say the word.”

“I’m fine…it’s just with it being so late tonight.”

“What’s wrong with tonight?”

“My dad is supposed to come home from work tonight around ten thirty and I was expected to be home before then,” Sabrina pulled out her phone to check the time. “It’s ten and I’m halfway across the city from home. I doubt that I’ll make it in time. But again that’s just the downside of being a hero, right?”

“Hmm…it doesn’t have to …” the bug paused for a moment. “Tikki, spots on.”

Suddenly the redhead felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see Ladybug in full suit with a rectangular carton filled with rainbow macarons in her hands. “Care for a cookie?”

Sabrina grinned, choosing the bright purple cookie. “Definitely.”

Time slipped by as the sky was crossed by CosmoBug and Galaxy Bee, the flying suit version of Ladybug and Honeybee. The stripes of Honeybee’s costume changed from black to a neon light blue. Rocket fins were added and a yellow helmet that left her long red ponytail exposed. On her back was a small jet pack shaped like bee wings. With Galaxy Bee taking the lead, the heroines zoomed across the city to beat her father home. While gliding the bee slightly looked down seeing the glow that the city exhibited. She couldn’t help herself waving at the small handful of people that noticed them as they passed a few buildings.

Since becoming a hero the bee felt a change within her. A splash of color had been added to her life. That there was something more to strive for instead of just serving one person. It had taken her by surprise as it started the same day she was assigned an end of the year history project with Marinette. After her father was attacked by the villain Lord Justice. Ladybug approached her with the bee miraculous. After a long hesitation Sabrina accepted becoming the heroine, Honeybee.

This was her secret to be carrying alone. She hasn’t told anyone, not her father, her former classmates or Chloé.

Certainly not Chloé.

Especially since during their first interaction lead to Honeybee telling her off. Withholding this information seemed to be the best option in this situation. This also wasn’t a point of concern at the moment since the mayor’s daughter wasn’t even in the country. She was on vacation in California. The trip was supposed to be during the majority of the summer according to Chloé who was bragging to their classmates on the last day of school. Last summer Sabrina would’ve been heart broken not having her here. But now she felt neutral about it, figuring that with everything that happened these past couple months.

Some distance might be the best for both of them. It felt like there were a lot of things between them that had been left on rocky terrain.

Since becoming one of the protectors of Paris; she has gained a new sense of pride in herself.

The bee swept down, reaching the apartment building where she lived. She guided Ladybug, announcing that it would be easier for herself to go through the apartment’s patio where the hand off could be done. With some quick deduction Honeybee targeted her home’s patio based on the white fabric and wicker patio furniture and the blue ceramic planters. After scanning the area to make sure that no one was watching. Honeybee approached, opening the patio’s sliding door and cautiously flew into the dark apartment. She kept herself high to keep herself from running into anything.

Her hand gently dragged across the wall in search of a light switch. Eventually she flicked it on brightening up the apartment.

Her home had a rather simple style with its plain white painted walls. The living room had dark hardwood floors covered with a gray scatter leaf pattern rug underneath a rustic wooden coffee table with a storage shelf. On the coffee table was a notepad and a pen. Behind the table was a dark gray couch with four light gray throw pillows and a white blanket folded on top of it. The couch was sandwiched between two rustic wooden end tables with a white shaded metal lamp on each table. In front of the couch was a black TV stand bookcase with a large flat screen television in the center. While the shelves surrounded it was filled with multiple books and framed family photos.

The attached kitchen area had a white stone countertop island with storage compartments. Four wooden barstools surrounded the island. On the island was a glass cookie jar filled with snickerdoodle cookies. The floor was gray tile and all the kitchen appliances were black while the cabinets were a dark brown.

Her father hasn’t arrived home yet. She turned to the wall to check over the television stand realizing that it was ten fifteen pm. It was fifteen minutes until her father was supposed to be home.

Galaxy Bee let out a sigh of relief. “Pollen, buzz off.”

A ring of golden light circled around her changing out of her wing suit back into civilian clothes causing Pollen to reappear.

“Wow, Dad is not here. I actually missed curfew and am going to get away with it,” Sabrina squealed, sliding the shopping bags onto the ground. “I can’t believe it.”

“Of course you are going to get away with it, Your Highness,” the kwami told her. “You’re amazing at everything you do.”

“Aww Pollen, you’re such a sweetie,” the redhead told her as she landed onto her palm. “But that’s quite an overstatement.”

“At least I know that you’re great at making snickerdoodle cookies,” she told her. “So I know that’s true.”

“Well, I guess you got me there,” Sabrina’s eyes drifted toward the glass cookie jar on the island. “Hey, since you two are here, how about some cookies for the road?”

“Yes!” Pollen exclaimed before turning to CosmoBug, who was leaning against the patio’s door frame. “Can she?”

“Well…” the bug trailed off with uncertainty before catching Pollen’s pleading look. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt but please be quick.”

“It shouldn’t take too long,” the redhead stated. “Especially with all the spare time we have-“

Suddenly Sabrina’s ears perked up as she heard the sound of footsteps approaching the apartment door from the building’s hallway. She recognized them: her father wearing his work boots. Her eyes drifted toward the clock revealing that they were only talking for at most two minutes. There was the jingle of keys at the door leading her eyes to dart towards the shopping bags.

This gave her an idea.

Seconds later the apartment door swung open as her father entered in his work uniform and house keys in his hands.

“Dad!” Sabrina leaped towards him, giving the officer a great big hug. “You’re home.”

“Hi Sweetie,” he hugged her back, closing the door behind him.

“You’re here early,” she let go, tucking a lock of her now pin-free hair behind her ear.

“Yeah, traffic was pretty clear tonight. And for a Friday night that’s pretty lucky, right?”

His luck was her dread.

“Totally,” she nodded. “But you must be tired. I’m sure that you had a busy day.”

“Actually it was mostly slow until a few hours ago. People were coming in wanting to make reports about stolen possessions. Some even accused Chat Noir of doing it.”

“It wasn’t him. Uh-I mean that doesn’t sound like something would do. The few times he and Ladybug had helped my class. He seemed very…you know, heroic. And heroic people don’t steal stuff…right?”

“You would think that.”

“Did you think that he did it?”

“A few months ago, I probably would’ve said yes considering all the eyewitnesses. But after the Mona Lisa was stolen by his doppelgänger things are even less cut and dry than before. And that’s saying something, it’s now more of a different playing field with Shadow Moth out there. But when I was about to leave, waves of the ladybugs came over the people making reports returning their items. So, I guess the heroes had it covered.”

“I’m sure, like always.”

Her father looked over her shoulder towards the vacant patio door. “Hey, why is the patio door left wide open?”

“Uh…” Sabrina bit her lip. “Okay you got me. I figured since it was such a nice night I would do some star gazing. I just forgot to close the door behind me, sorry.”

“Star gazing? That’s new for you.”

“That can be said about a lot of things.”

“Won’t argue with you there,” her father walked toward the patio door, leading Sabrina to protectively pick up her shopping bags to keep him from running into them. He pulled the door close. “There’s nothing wrong with that but you should close the door soon as you’re done. Last thing we need is bugs flying or crawling in here.”

“I’ll do better, but it’s not that big of a deal,” she gingerly placed the shopping bags back on the floor.

“Not that big of a deal? Alright, I’ll remember that the next time you wake me up in the middle of the night to kill a spider in your room.”

“Dad!” her cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment. “That was a long time ago.”

“So a few months counts as a long time ago?”

“A lot has happened since then. Besides, that spider was almost the size of a baseball.”

“I’m just messing with you, Sabrina. You know better than anyone that I won’t hesitate to protect my little girl from anything.”

“I’m not that little anymore.”

“Sure, but I’m actually surprised that you are up this late considering how tired you seemed to be these past couple days from hanging out with your new friends.”

“Well, you know after that slumber party, the girls and I have gotten pretty close. It’s nothing that I can’t handle.”

“You were still asleep when I left this morning. So I never heard what your plans were for today.”

“It wasn’t that exciting. I made some snickerdoodle cookies.”

Her father looked over to the glass cookie jar on the island. “Your granny’s recipe?”

“Yep, that’s why I was looking through the cookbooks that she gave us last night.”

“What brought that on? You really don’t do that unless she’s visiting.”

“Um…well I guess…I just wanted to try on my own. Since school is out I have more time now to do more things. Plus I was planning to give some to a friend of mine you know to do something nice.”

“Okay.”

“I also went to Rosie’s Café to have some dinner and started on the ebook on my phone that Delmar recommended during our last zoom call.”

“How is it?”

“Not bad so far, but a bit slow. He told me that it’s intentional as it is supposed to build up to something big. I also got the fabric Marinette and I needed to start sewing my fox miraculous cosplay.”

“Really? Can I see it?”

“Uh…it’s just a roll of orange and white fabric, nothing special. All the glitzy stuff that’s going to make it pretty is at Marinette’s house. We touched up the previous design and have been considering making two suits. An accurate version of Rena Rouge’s suit and another that fits my style. Maybe even doing it as a transformation outfit they do in plays where you take off a few pieces of fabric and become a different outfit.”

“That actually sounds really cool.”

“Yeah Marinette says she hasn’t tried it before but is willing to take on the challenge. I’m contributing as much as I can with the sewing lessons she has given me over the past couple weeks. But I don’t really bore you with the details as I’m sure that you want to go right to bed. Since I slept most of the day I’m going to do some reading. You don’t need to stay up on my accord.”

“Actually it feels like I have gotten my second wind right now. Since you plan to stay up, how about we talk over milk and cookies just like we used to. It would be a great start to our weekend.”

“Right now?”

“I know it’s been a while. If you’re not keen then I’m still going to stay up longer and just watch some TV here.”

The redhead’s eyes drifted toward the bags at her feet. She saw Pollen clutching her own miraculous against her body. Huddled against a roll of orange fabric. Before looking back at her father to see CosmoBug floating behind the glass of the patio door with a quizzical look on her face.

“So how about it?” her father asked.

Sabrina plastered a bright yet strained smile on her face. “Um…sure let’s talk.”

The End.

Thanks for reading! 😊

Sabrina is definitely in a tough spot right now. Will she be able to get out of this one? Or will her superhero career end before it really gets started? Find out in part 2 of Most Wanted. I really hope that you like this story. As mentioned in the opening I had this idea for a while. To be honest it's been over a year and a half. The earliest would be around “Confetti” creation which was Spring 2021. But it really hasn't been much of a priority until right now.

Without going into spoilers I do want to explore Sabrina’s and Roger’s father-daughter relationship as teased here. Especially since it’s quite clear that relationships between parents and their children in this show is…interesting.

Honestly I feel like I’m sugar coating here too. It seems that the parents who are relevant can either be in two camps: outright awful or they are okay but aren't much involved in the overall story. I already have explored Sabrina’s friendships quite frequently but still need to flush out the family side of her character. Considering the radical difference between canon Sabrina and Honeybee Sabrina. Especially since Roger being in danger was one of the reasons she broke out her shell.

If you made it this far, I would really appreciate it.

The song this week is “Whatever it Takes” by Imagine Dragons .

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