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"So, Volpina was supposed to show-" Mid-thought, I remembered how Ladybug was able to defeat Timetagger. "I need the bunny." I sat up with a jolt, my arm outstretched.

"Sam, you must understand-" I interrupted the wiser man.

"No, you must understand. The longer I stay here, the worse I could make things." He just nodded, eyeing me with doubt on his face. He turned towards the Miracle Box, sending a Daizzy to fetch the small white kwami.

"What if red is different in your head than my head because carrots are orange and who is this human?" The kwami spoke very fast with no pause, flying around my head. "My name is Fluff and I love carrots!" Fluff spoke so quickly and I looked straight into the large eyes of the gray kwami, right in front of me. " i love carrots! Carrots are orange and-"

"Hey, Fluff?" Daizzy set one of his, hand, paw, things, on the excited kwami. "Don't scare my miraculous holder this time." He laughed with snorts, and I couldn't help but smile.

"There is a girl, Alix. She already has her miraculous, you just need to deliver the kwami. After she transforms, she will be able to give you a portal back into the future." Master Fu announced.

"How will you get the kwami back? What if knowing she-" The man put his hand up to silence me.

"Leave that to me to worry about. We must get you home. Now go." He sent me away, and I ran straight to the art room as Cochon.

It was a lucky guess, and I saw the girl spray painting on one of the walls. I tapped her shoulder, and she jumped; punching my gut as she did so.

"Who are you?" She yelled, and I noticed her headphones over her ears as I crouched over. Jeez, this tiny girl could punch!

"Hi, it would be best if you didn't know. I just need you to say 'Fluff, clockwise' for me so I can help fix my mess." I coughed out my words, slowly standing up and putting my hands on my hips. Fluff was hiding in my curly hair.

"Uh, why?" Must I really give a reason?

"Just say it-I promise I'm not trying to kill you." Alix took her headphones off and set the can of paint down, crossing her arms with a doubtful expression on her face.

"Yeah, cause that makes me want to trust you more." I could smell the sarcasm in her tone.

"Fluff, come out!" I could feel the small creature bustling in my hair before she flew into an amused Alix.

"I'm Fluff and this girl got herself inside a rabbit hole that only you can get her out of! And carrots! Carrots are orange and green and delicious just like cake. Chocolate cake is amazing we should-"

"This is, awesome!" Alix smiled widely and looked to me with determination and eagerness in her eyes. "What do I do?"

"Just say, 'Fluff, clockwise,' while you hold your pocket watch." She did as I said, and I watched as she did a pretty cool transformation sequence.

"This. Is. Epic! Is my watch a miraculous?" I didn't want to explain everything to her. But yeah, I knew I had to so she would listen to me.

"Yes, and that small bunny creature was your kwami. You can't transform without Fluff. Once you open a time portal for me to jump through, I am going to need you to wait here until a Chinese man comes to pick up Fluff."

The girl's eyes lit up the entire time I spoke. "So you are from the future? How far? Am I an adult? Do I have the kwami when I am older? I don't get to keep it, do I?" When she asked that last question, she looked to the ground as if all the energy she had just a second before had been stolen. As I put my hand on Alix's shoulder, she looked up at me.

"Not today, but you might one day. Out of all the people I could have been directed towards, you were hand-picked. In my time, you don't have it. But that is only a few months into the future; there is no true way of knowing until the time comes."

"That's deep," she responded before showing signs of her enthusiasm as she continued. "So how do I make a time portal thingy?" She tried to do a fancy swing with her umbrella, failing miserably when it fell on her head.

"Just say, 'Rabbit Hole', then think of the date March 16, 2019. Can you do that?" She nodded, and I backed up as she followed my instructions.

"Rabbit hole!" A blue beam of light exploded from her umbrella and launched itself before us.

As I backed into the portal; completely ignoring my instincts telling me to stay, I passed the girl a Chat Noir inspired salute. "Thank you! Don't forget to wait until the man comes to pick up Fluff! Adios!" I performed a backwards flip into the portal, landing on my feet.

I watched as the portal shut, before I was pulled from my trance with a bar pulling me against a person who was behind me.

"How dare you take the form of her? Tell Hawk Moth she has gone too far!" A male voice responded with anger and sadness in his voice.

"Please! Stop! Not! Akuma! Help!" I could only croak; the man's bar reaching my throat.

I pulled my legs up and put as much weight as possible on his feet through my own. He grunted and let go of me, giving me enough time to stand before him; ready for a fight. Then, I saw his face and outfit. I put my guard down, letting two words escape my lips:

"Chat Noir?" He looked at me with pure hatred.

I looked down at my ankles to see a small bag attached to a rope, wrapped. My legs were pulled back, and I found myself hanging upside down to face a teenage boy in a gray outfit, holding the other end of a rope.

"Who are you?" A sudden hit of realization and hurt hit his face as he let his grip on the rope loosen; allowing me to fall into a man's arms beneath me. He had red hair and blue eyes, a blue mask.

"Samantha?" His deep voice seemed surprised, and the depressing tone eventually reaching his face as his arms went limp.

Just as I was prepared to hit the ground once more with a grunt, my arms were tightened to my waist by a thin black wire. My body was pulled upwards, and I was staring at the face of an older Ladybug. She was using her yoyo to hang me from the opposite side of the street light.

"Seriously boys? You've just got to push your emotions aside." Her voice sounded cold, emotionless.

"Mar-Ladybug!" I tried to cover my slip, but I was hanging upside-down, feeling ready to vomit. "Please believe me! I really am Saman-" I was in my uniform. So, I guess I am exposing everyone's secret identity today. "Cochon! I-I am Cochon!"

"Nonsense! Cochon is dead!" I stopped struggling and let the vomit fall.

My heart sank, and I couldn't hear anything. It was if I was in a dream: the memory of Ladybug placing me down with worrisome eyes, blurry.

"I-I die?" It had already been a half hour, and Ladybug got some water and crackers into my system. The few miraculous holders took me to a hidden building; secluded from everyone.

Although the other heroes were adults, (Cat Noir, Ladybug, Rena Rouge, Carapace, the girl with the bunny miraculous I assume was Alix, a boy with the snake miraculous, a boy with the goat miraculous, a girl with the pig miraculous [so I get replaced?], and a girl with the tiger miraculous). They were all adults, though they didn't expose the names of the newer heroes.

The only one who seemed to be my age was a young boy who avoided eye contact. He had red hair that was a bit longer, a brown streak placed towards the front of his face stood out. He was sitting in the corner of the room with the man who caught me, the holder of the rooster miraculous. The man had his hand on the boy's shoulder, and I couldn't help but wonder what they were saying.

"Hey, I'm Bunnix. I am the holder of the bunny miraculous." I knew it was Alix, and I heard the sadness on her voice as she took me out of my trance. She sat next to me, and looked in the direction of the two guys in the corner. "You should talk to the boy. I think it might help him." She pat my shoulder in a reassuring manner before walking off to steal the man with the red costume from the boy.

"I'm going in." I stood up, making it halfway to him before my legs gave out from weakness. I caught the boy's attention, and he rushed to help me.

"M-iss!" He stuttered embarrassingly. He offered his hand, which I refused.

"I can stand on my own," I croaked out. I attempted to stand, and I failed miserably. I fell into his arms, and I heard him mumble something under his breath as he walked me to where he was sitting before.

"You really should learn it's alright to accept help, Mo-am." I smiled at the way it sounded. He spoke in perfect English, but it sounded as if he had a country accent when he called me ma'am.

"I am fourteen," he had his arm around me to help me lean on him, despite my efforts to sit upright myself. "I am too young to me called ma'am." I chuckled.

"I'm sorry. Samantha." I looked onto his eye, and it looked like it caused him physical pain to say my name.

"So, I assume everyone knows my identity when I die?" He didn't answer. "What is your miraculous?"

"I guess I could tell you." I sat correctly on my own and looked to his blue eyes that were difficult to read. "I have the dolphin miraculous. I got it after my mom," he took a deep breath and I could tell he was fighting tears. "After she disappeared." I felt as if my energy had come back in a wave.

"I am so sorry. How old were you?" I placed my hand on his shoulder, which was just hardly taller than my own. He turned his head to glance at me, and my heart broke for him.

"I was six, my sister was eight." His voice had dropped an octave and he turned away. "My sister was so close to her, we both were."

"What about your father?" The boy's glance shifted to the
floor.

"He won't allow himself to move on, he never dealt with her leaving. He is so focused on us, he just fakes it."

I didn't understand; my heart broke to see him sad. To see him hurting.

"My sister, she's fifteen now, she goes to the graveyard everyday. Before and after school. She has cut herself off from everyone, her friends and family included. She was actually the first one to have this miraculous," he cupped his hands and stared at his necklace. "But she wasn't putting in everything she could and a bunch of bad stuff happened. So she gave it to me, and here we are." His voice sounding forlorn.

"That sucks. I'm really sorry for your loss."

"Hey, Dauphin!" The older man with red hair shouted. Dauphin and I looked to his direction. "Why don't you take her to see your sister?"

The boy stood up and began walking at a slow pave towards the man. "Are you sure that would be a good idea?" The red head nodded, and the boy offered me a hand for support.

"I'm fine, I'm not sure what was wrong with me before." I stood up, walking fine by Dauphin's side as we made our way to a cemetery.

"SeaSea, dry off." He detransformed so he was walking next to a floating mini fish, while wearing jeans and a gray sweatshirt.

"You, you're Samantha!" The kwami flew into my face with excitement evident on hers.

"Yep. Daizzi, pig in." I could feel the magical essence generated by the kwami leave my bracelet.

"Sam! You have to stop traveling through time! It makes me tired, and it will just hurt you!" Daizzi looked sad and disappointed. I stopped walking and just looked at the pig and dolphin kwamis.

"I get that I died! Please stop looking at me like that!" The boy stopped at the door and looked back at me.

"But-"

"Everyone dies eventually! We don't always get to choose when or how! Stop looking at me like I am a hurt puppy, Jake!" My annoyance left, and he looked surprised. "Jake? Th-that's your name." He looked at the ground with tears threatening to escape his eyes and a dolphin inspired creature sitting on his shoulder.

"She is right, and you know it," SeaSea stated with a comforting tone.

"How do I know your name?" I took a step backwards, instinctively.

"I can't tell you." A rush of pride washed over me. I was proud he wasn't going to crack.

"I understand. I, just feel like I know-" my eyes caught on a girl sitting before a tombstone, crying. I gave myself no warning or thought as I ran to the older girl, forcing her to a hug.

I herd her gasp, and I was flipped on my back before I knew it.

"Oof! That's going to hurt," I muttered to myself. I opened my eyes to see a girl, most likely fourteen or so, looking down at me. Her hair was parted to the right, the smaller section cut and dyed to be a black, pixie cut hairdo. The larger half was about shoulder length and pink. Her brown eyes were tear stained, going from irritated to terrified. She retreated off of me, and I was able to sit up and watch Jake put a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"She's from the past. She doesn't know who we are and Da-Coq, told me to tell you that he wants to keep it that way." She stared at me with wide eyes, ignored tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Who's 'Coq'?" I had to focus on not smiling, despite the fact that it sounds like-nevermind. Anyways, I was just sitting awkwardly across from the two as he spoke to her in French.

The girl opened her mouth, but quickly shut it.

"The rooster guy who caught you in his arms," he bent down to the girl. "She doesn't know us,-"

"Faustine." The young woman widened her eyes and turned to look down to Jack.

"Then how does she know my name?" Her voice sounded hurt, and her brother took her into a hug. Wait, her brother?

"I, I just had a feeling. It means nothing, right?" I crawled towards them uncertainty. "I do hope I said nothing wrong?" I rubbed Faustine's back softly to calm her sobs.

"I, I'm so sorry, Sam!" Her cries grew louder, and I hugged her as well without thinking.

"No, don't you dare apologize for showing your emotions to others!" I spoke to her in a stern tone, which I fixed. "Listen, it takes a great deal of courage to open your heart and let others know what you are actually feeling."

"Thanks, M-a'am?" We all backed from the hug in an awkward manner that made me burst into laughter from being uncomfortable.

"You good, Sam?" Jake gave me a smile, and I was laughing so hard I couldn't answer, and Faustine soon followed my example. It was only a matter of time before Jake developed a wide smile as he looked at the both of us with evident concern.

"You really think you can beat me with that?" A raspy voice was heard from a rooftop. We all turned our heads to see Ladybug and Chat Noir battling a purple figure. "Don't you remember what happened last time? Oh right!" It was Oblivio, he, they, were back.

"If I remember correctly," Cat Noir began. "We kicked your ass and I got a kiss from M'lady."

"The hell are you two waiting for?" Jake and I turned to his sister. "You are both heroes, go and 'hero'!"

Cochon and Dauphin took our places and we used the lasso and bag-and-string to launch ourselves to the rooftop. We were ready to fight this akuma with a pretty pissed Chat Noir, a concentrating Ladybug, and the two teens of the group: Dauphin and Cochon. Why can't I just have one normal day in Paris?

I am so sorry it took me so long! I edited the ending of the last story, if I am not mistaken. Give me ideas! Anything! I have been trying to tell you what is going on, and I think I'll be switching to third person for the next part, what do you think? Okay, that is it for now.

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Oh, and here is the weekly quote:

"Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them."
- Lemony Snicket