Hey guys

So this for chatismybae and her writing contest which is freestyle.

This short story is a little sneak peak of my newest and still developing Miraculous OC name Jennalyn Amaro. Her backstory and details will remain classified until I am finished with her and feel like she's ready to be released.

So if y'all have any questions... I'm not answering them...

BECAUSE I AM EVIL, MWAHAHA

Just kidding... well that too XD

... but because it's a secret ;)

Hope you enjoy!

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Holding the small pendant in her hands, she narrowed her eyes down at the helpless heroine, begging at her feet. Sweat dripped from her pale face as her body shook in fear on the cold, concrete ground. Hands trembling, the heroine reached upwards at the jewelry the shadowy stranger was holding. Her mouth opened slowly, letting out a strangled gasp as if she couldn't put her pain into words.

The alleyway, which the two girls were in, was damp and brooding and the clouds above their heads hovered over them as rain began pouring down. The droplets of water made small stains on the ground, sprinkling onto the gray terrain. In the distance, people scurried off, as they hid under their umbrellas and hoped to get home safely. Oblivious of the situation, no one paid attention to the caped figure, standing in the alleyway over a girl.

For a second, the stranger glanced away from the teen who was still trying to reach for her Miraculous. Images of her past flashed before Jennalyn's eyes and she reflected over a memory of a girl, who too, was lying helpless on a blood stained floor.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the girl's voice. Looking down at her, Jennalyn's face hardened and gripped the pendant tighter in her fist.

 "Y-You can't take it." The girl choked out. A small trickle of blood slipped down the side of her mouth as she struggled to speak. Each movement she made sent a wave of pain through her body and a triumphant shiver down Jennalyn's spine.

Chuckling, Jennalyn stoop down to match the level of the beaten heroine. Her hostile, brown eyes reflected off of the moon whenever it peeked through the barrier of clouds. The girl recoiled back in fear as their faces were merely inches apart.

"I can't?" Jennalyn questioned, fiddling with the Miraculous in her left hand. She brought it up to eye level, catching a glimpse of it's unique color. It was shaped like a teardrop and verdant swirls spiraled in the center, giving it a mystic appearance. Small leaves cascaded to the bottom and circled back to the top, creating a mask of vines.

The wounded heroine struggled to sit up, but eventually failed and slipped back down to the floor. Her breathing began to stagnate as she made one last eye contact with her prosecutor, "That... Miraculous does not belong to you." She said between gasps of pain. The gash on her side gradually decreased her energy to speak, "I won't... let you use it."

"Use it?" She questioned again scornfully, her Aussie accent heavy beneath her words, "Dearie, using your bloody Miraculous is the last thing I'd want to do." Pulling away from her, Jennalyn placed the pendant on the ground and pulled out her spear. She hovered the sharp tip over the center of the jewelry, taunting the girl.

"Y-You wouldn't dare!" She screeched, causing her body to cough up splatters of blood. She crouched over in agony as she convulsed in pain, "Lisko. Spare her! Please!" She begged once more, wanting to save her Kwami from doom.

"Piss off, ya tosser." Jennalyn cursed, shooting a glare as she adjusted her posture, "I'm doing you a favor by destroying this Miraculous. You're still an amateur. You don't know the dangers of the waters you're swimming in." Lifting up her spear, her lips curled into a smirk, "Sweet nightmares, Lisko."

The sound of shattered glass echoed throughout the alleyway as her spear pierced the center, causing shards to fly in different directions. She didn't let hesitation get the best of her as she repeatedly stabbed the jewelry. The heroine let out a cry in despair as she watched her Miraculous being destroyed and her best friend dying within it. Jennalyn pulled away her weapon, staring at the mutilated pendant before her. Lips still curled into a smirk, she turned the the girl, whose face was covered in a wave of tears. Her heart did not ache the second she made eye contact with her green eyes, filled with sorrow. She was used to that kind of response and it did not affect her anymore.

"You monster!" Screeched the heroine as she clutched the remains of her Miraculous. Her long, amber hair sprawled over her shoulders as she sobbed, heartbroken. She suddenly looked up, hearing the sound of steel and iron being dragged across the concrete. Jennalyn stood over her with her spear in one hand and the other, fixing her half shaved, blonde hair. Before the girl could move, the sharp, jagged edge made contact with her bare skin and all she saw was darkness.

She gave one last push as her spear impaled the now lifeless body of the former Miraculous Holder. Finally, she pulled her weapon out of the corpse, quickly wiping away the scarlet colored liquid from the metal.

After disposing the body in a nearby waste, Jennalyn transformed out of her Miraculous, exhausted. Another day of killing and she needed some rest. She kept the heroine's broken Miraculous in her pocket as a reward from her job well done. Already, she had 7 of them at home. Appearing at her side, her Kwami, Notte, followed her down the dark streets of Brisbane.

"What is your plan for tomorrow, Mistress?" The floating animal asked, her voice monotone.

She turned to her, while wiping blood off of her gloves. Her voice weak with fatigue, but her eyes still burned with a fiery rage. "Whatever I feel like doing. Now do your work and find another victim for me."

"As you wish, Mistress."

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So there you have it guys!

Hehehe... A little intense, huh?

Hope y'all liked this little sneak peek of Jennalyn's character and personality

Next time I'll be able to show how much of her is done 

Let me know what you think! Any theories or comments?

Happy reading!

-Marie