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Bridgette. Bridgette LeBleue.

Age, 23 years.

Fiancée of Dan Philiphe.

Youngest in the LeBleue hierarchy.

Illegitimate child of Lord LeBleue.

An insolent, good for nothing brat, who will now soon be becoming a bride, 3 days from now, whether she likes it or not.

The moonlight peered in through the slight creak in the window, illuminating the room in a shimmering silver.

It's silver beauty was truly remarkable and a girl in her early twenties, with hair as dark as the midnight sky, lay on the floor of the darkened room. She was clutching a heavily bandaged arm to her chest and stared blankly into space, while she went over the harsh reality over and over again.

'Is this really how her life is like?' Marinette thought tearfully, trying to ignore the throbbing pain of her physical exterior.

The seeping moonlight was interrupted by a shadow, a shadow of a cloaked figure. It emerged from below the window sill, climbing inside the gigantic room. The hooded person jumped in and grunted in effort.

Marinette felt Bridgette's body tense up and her heartbeat quickening, but her physical body was still too weak from her last encounter.

Just the thought of it made her want to cry like a baby.

The person approached her timidity, dropping to their knees once they were close enough. Bridgette's heartbeat quickened but relaxed soon after they started speaking.

"I'm so, so sorry Bridgette."

The person was a girl, and a familiar one too.

"A-Aurora?"

Aurora nodded and sniffled. She was crying.

"I thought that we could wait but clearly I was wrong."

She took Bridgette's bandaged arm and traced her fingertips along it.

Her contact bought reassurance and comfort to Marinette.

'How is it that this girl that I barely know, is able to fill my heart with such warmth, just like Alya?'

"Aurora?"

Suddenly, she grasped Bridgette's good arm firmly and spoke with new found confidence, through the traces of shakiness were still present.

"Get up Bridgette. I need you to be strong."

"What are you planning on doing Aurora?"

Marinette could feel the anxiousness and anticipation building inside her. And it was clear enough that these weren't only her emotions.

"Isn't it obvious?" She asked.

"We're running away."

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Adrien slammed the door to his room and ran to his couch. Sitting down, he gently placed the red kwami on the coffee table. Plagg hovered over with a worrisome expression.

"Tikki, wasn't it? Ladybug's kwami? Do you think she'll be okay?"

Plagg shrugged, his green eyes never leaving the red bug.

Before Adrien could proceed bombarding his cat kwami with any more questions, Tikki stirred, opening her eyes ever so slightly. She groggily looked around, her tensed body visibly relaxing when she saw caught sight of Adrien.

"Hello Adrien! I'm Tikki, Ladybug's kwami."

Adrien nodded and Plagg flopped down next to her.

"Why're you here? Where's Ladybug? Why didn't she show up today? Is everything okay? Did she lose her miraculous? Are you lost? Is-"

"I think that's enough questions in one go for sugar-cube!" Plagg interrupted.

"Sugar-cube?"

"Do you really think that you get those creative ideas of nicknames for Ladybug all by yourself?" Plagg questioned.

"There is a problem Chat Noir." Tikki spoke.

A silence ensued, urging her to continue.

"Ladybug..Ladybug was about to transform when she suddenly lost her consciousness. She hasn't woken up since."

"What?!"

"I suspect she was attacked."

"An Akuma then?"

"No. I'm certain it wasn't an akuma. Hawkmoth doesn't have the power to do it."

"Do what exactly?", Plagg asked this time, curious.

"When..when she fell unconscious, I tried waking her up. But..but it was like she wasn't even there. Her body was sleeping but her energy, her spirit...seemed like it was zapped out. The aura around her was all gone."

"Is that even possible?"

Tikki sobbed lightly, before speaking again.

"We should've been more careful. I should've been more careful. Even Master said so! We knew something was going on! Oh it's all my fault! I should've been a better guardian!"

"I..I don't even know if she'll wake up."

At this, a hand slammed into the table and Adrien spoke, his voice filled with determination.

"Of course she'll wake up. She has to! She is Ladybug! A superheroine! A smart, wonderful and amazing girl! I'll make sure that she does. And you needn't blame yourself, it's not your fault. I'm sure she wouldn't want that. It's the attacker's! And I'll make sure they'll pay!"

"Oh dear, dear. You don't have to be so cruel, Cher Chaton."

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Marinette and Aurora hid in the dark shadows of the mansion, hoods covering their faces, concealing their identities.

Aurora had somehow already managed to smuggle most of their luggage out this house and now the only catch left was themselves.

"Wait here Bridge. I'll be back in a minute."

She left, moving swiftly along the lawn in the shadows. Meanwhile, Marinette stood hidden from the view, looking out for any plausible trouble.

"Bridgette"

The voice was so soft that someone would have probably ruled it out as the trick of the blowing wind in passing. But, with Marinette's senses on high alert, she heard it loud and clear above the blowing breeze.

She turned towards the source, waiting. And then it was heard again.

"Bridgette."

Marinette wanted to follow, but she wasn't sure Bridgette did. After all, the latter was still in control of her body and emotions, somehow.

Thankfully and miraculously, she did. She found herself way walking among the lush trees, blocking her from the view as she dwelled in deeper.

She found herself in a clearing, in which many flowers grew. Rocks were put in as a show but one specific one caught her eye.

It was as if the moonlight was pointedly reflecting its silver on that particular rock. On it was residing a box. An awfully familiar box.

Bridgette strode over and picked it up gingerly. It was a hexagonal, and charcoal black, with red markings on its lid.

'Is this-?'

Bridgette opened it and inside were the most beautiful pair of ladybug earrings.

A ball of light emerged which then took the form of a big red bug. Tikki!

"Bridgette LeBleue, you've been entrusted with the powers of the ladybug miraculous, in hopes that you'll use it for the greater good. I'm Tikki, your kwami and now your most faithful companion."

And then it all started falling in place.

Bridgette was getting a miraculous.

Marinette was in her body.

She was experiencing the life of Bridgette LeBleue. The previous miraculous holder.

These unexplainable feelings were Bridgette's.

Perhaps Bridgette was the 'Fallen Ladybug'.

But the question still remained.

Why?

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