You know their story. The story of Cat Noir and Ladybug, how they are the Heroes of Paris. You also know that there have been past heroes, past holders of the miraculous charms. All over the world. Yet, nobody knows about them. It's simple really, most stay hidden. In the shadows, helping out where they can keep the magic hidden. Most miraculous have been lost though, it's a miracle if you have an original box of them without any missing. I know where a few of them are, 2 to be exact. 2 that are missing, if I am being honest. Another thing as to why not many know of the miraculous heroes is because we erase their memories. When a villain has taken over and then they defeat them, their memories are gone. It's mostly for their protection. And ours, if they know too much the miraculous magic may fade or just not be what everyone wants. People could become corrupt as they try to find them. It's odd, but the truth. I am the holder of the Wolf Miraculous. My kwami, Timber, hasn't been out of the anklet in years. Not that he doesn't want to be free, it's just. I stopped being a hero. I now travel the world and find miraculous' and bring them to the Miraculous holders of the box to keep them safe. I know most of them throughout the world. But only three have I kept hidden. Mine, my fathers, and my sisters.

See, I come from a family of miraculous holders, A really, really long line of them. It dates back centuries. I got my miraculous when I was born, I have trained my whole life. My mom was out of the picture. She left us after my little sister was born. It was sad, but my dad made it so much better. I still remember the day my dad told me to take my sister and run. To hide until someone will come. I was 13. My sister was 7. I transformed, picking up my sister and running to a safe place. An orphanage, the owners were close friends of my fathers, I put my baby sister down, telling her it would be okay. She had a miraculous, the miraculous of the Jackal. My father told me to hold onto it until she was old enough, not wanting to put to much pressure on her. I left her there, running back to my father. I fought with hi, I know exactly who took him and killed him. Hawk Moth. He was close friends with him, but after his wife had vanished, he went on this rampage. I hid behind a basket, as my father fell to the ground with blank eyes that stared at me. Before Hawk Moth was able to get his coyote miraculous, I grabbed the ring from my father's finger. I had all my family miraculous'. I rocked back and forth, knowing my dad wouldn't wake up. I waited until I knew that Hawk Moth was gone.

I still used the miraculous after that, my father had a list of the world's miraculous box holders. So went in search of other them, leaving my sister behind to keep her safe. I kept a watch on her, the owner of the orphanage sent me updates. Until she was adopted, I couldn't really keep in contact with the owner. So went back to Paris, I watched her grow up and become the miraculous holder of the Ladybug. I was proud of her. She had two loving parents but still was determined to find me and our father. It hurt, I had made to many enemies to go near her.

I stopped using my miraculous. I was around 17. One of the enemies I had created had found me, the civilian part of me. I was with my best friend, and the only friend I had created during my time and search for the lost miraculous'. He was always with me, I always went to him for everything. He lived in America, in Alaska. He went to a public school and was practically the most popular person there, granted everyone knew everyone. He lived in Juneau. Knew how to fish and hunt and everything. He was also a sports player, played basketball mostly. Football for fun, he swam and wrestled. His name was Aiden. Black hair, tan skin, and blue eyes with freckles. He actually liked me. And I liked him. But of course, good things come to an end at some point.

I came visiting as Sophia Adolfina, my birth name. We met at the football field, at night. Even if it was raining, the rain started to clear up. But my enemy, an abuser of a miraculous, followed me. When the rain had fully cleared up, fire circled us. Surrounded, a burning heat. I quickly transformed, getting ready for a fight. My enemy circled us, coming in like a shadow as he used his knife and started to fight me. I held him off as Aiden tried to find a way to get free from the battle area. There was no gap in the wall of fire. My enemy had brought help, they surrounded us, taking a step closer each time I was able to get the upper hand. He had scrapped me across the face. Blood slowly dripping down my cheek, I faintly heard Aiden scream my name. I just kept fighting, he managed to cut me on my leg, side and arms. I didn't realize that one of my enemies' followers had a gun. A stopped fighting as soon as I heard the gunshot, quickly running towards Aiden as he fell, catching him and slowly lowering him to the turf. I felt myself start crying as I put pressure on his wound above his heart. I tried to heal him, but I was too weak. I remember my enemy smirking. Saying, 'I was going to give you a slow and painful death, but this is a lot more painful. Living with yourself after the death of a loved one. A death you caused.'

I remember them all vanishing. Disappearing into the night. The sound of sirens going off, the smell of smoke and blood. I de-transformed. Wanting him to see me as me than someone who could barely save him. I remember crying so hard that my head pounded and I could only hear my heartbeat. Feel his fading one as everything went numb. I barely noticed the fires dying down as the firemen took it down. Me rocking him back and forth, not wanting to let him go. Faintly hearing the paramedics trying to pry me away from him. It wasn't until I felt something prick my neck and everything started to blackout.

I woke up in a hospital bed the next day. I was a jane doe to them, they didn't know my name. I got up, going to the cot next to me. A tear slid down my face.

It was Aiden.

He was alive, barely. He was in a coma for a few months. Before I left, I had placed a kiss on his forehead, whispering that I will never forget you into his ear as I left out the window. I had put my father's ring on his right ring finger, knowing he should be able to have some use for it. He knows about the kwami's and miraculous. I trust him. I haven't gone back there. I don't think he knows if I am alive or not. But I am not planning to go back until I find whoever hurt him. I still haven't.

I went back to Paris, I had help Master Fu chose the holders of the Cat Noir miraculous and the Ladybug Miraculous. I had given him a list of people he could've chosen from, and their schedule. I had kept track of them all and how they act. Not like I have anything better to do.

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Hey, hope you like it. Just a fun thing. I will also continue the other stories soon. Let me tell you about my week. Homework, homework, homework. Oh, and homework.

Oh I almost forgot about cheer.

Anyway, have a good time where ever you are. And stay safe!

Peace out ~ Bella!