A Universe with You Prelude
Soo, hello Daminatte nation. Are we still there? It’s been ages since wrote a maribat fanfic. Quick PSA, I will not longer update Leave Paris, Move to Gotham, because this new fanfic is based on it, so if you see similar themes between these works, don’t be surprise by it. I hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think.
The following work contains mentions of bl00d and disorientation. Also hints of amnesia episode. Warnings will change according to the content of the chapters.
The complete italic dialogues are in English, expect when they come along with the next symbol, *, there is a quote.
Selfish. She couldn’t afford to be selfish.
If she did not abandon Paris, the people that once loved her and billions of innocents would disappear. Not die, their souls would disappear into nothingness.
She would disappear with them.
Deafening thunders came from the cloudless and yet dark Parisian sky. The starless sky was a clear sign that the time was running out. The once heroes of Paris hold from the rusty beams of the top of the Eiffel Tower. The young guardian struggled to keep her balance while holding on to the miraculous box.
“We need to do something before the wish destroys our reality!” the blond hero yelled to his partner.
There was no way around it. The guardian knew the only solution, but it would cost everything.
“I-I know the way! It is risky, but the book says that it will assure our reality’s safety in case a wish goes wrong!” The girl took a rope from the ground and walked to the stairs while the air pushed her up.
“What’s the plan, Bugaboo?!” He said as he followed her lead.
Hawk Moth finally did it. He got his wish, but he wished it in the wrong way for the wrong thing. The man wished for his wife to come back, but she disappeared like they were about to. His wife belonged to another place, and it wanted her back no matter what.
“The other place wants the miraculous!” and a soul, “So, I’ll throw them into the void!”
The next part happened too fast.
The young heroes reached the very top of the tower. The air threatened to pull them inside the void, but they held onto the structure because their life depended on it.
“Here, hold it!” The girl gave one end of the rope to her partner while tying his waist against the railing.
“Wait, Bugaboo, what are you doing?!” The boy did not have time to react or fight her.
She knew that he would follow her until the end, but the void would only accept a soul that was lost or a soul connected to every single one of the miraculous. A fall from that height would kill him, and she would not lose him.
Still, the boy held her hand in an attempt to stop her. The girl looked at him with a sad smile and watery eyes. Without saying a single word, he understood her plan.
“No, no, NO!,” he held her hand tighter. “You can’t do this! We, we can think of another way! But don’t do this!…” the boy let out a soft sob “don’t leave me, my dear friend.”
There was a time when the word “friend” would have triggered her, but now, she would give everything to be his friend forever.
She smiled, “Adrien, you will always be more than my friend, more than a lover or a brother. You are my partner, and it was always the plan, since I became the guardian, to make sure you and the world are safe.” Her voice broke. The void was getting stronger to the point that her legs were floating towards it. “This is not goodbye. It’s a see you later, and I know that we’ll see each other again somehow, somewhere.”
The boy sobbed. His nails were starting to dip into her hard, cutting her skin and making her bleed.
“Then I will remember our adventures. I will remember the laughs, the fights, the time we spent together and apart. When we were at school and playing video games. And if somehow I forget, I’ll remember. I’ll find a way. I promise you.”
And somehow the boy understood and regretted it.
“Before you go, was there something I could’ve said to make it all stop hurting?”*
She shook her head, “It was not your fault. The decisions of our parents are not ours. Don’t ever blame yourself. Live the life you want, and don’t wait for me.”
Those seconds felt like a lifetime. They wished they could be together, but the thunders got louder and louder by the second.
“Pound it?” the girl asked one last time.
He smiled. “Pound it,” but instead of their iconic victory celebration, the boy let go of her hand.
To him, she looks like an angel floating… no… flying into the darkness to defeat it.
It only took the blink of an eye for it to be over.
The void was gone. She was gone.
The boy left his body hit the floor. He did not care that the rope was almost encrusted on his torso. He did not care that tomorrow he would have some bruises. He just wanted to cry until his body allowed him. He just lost everything. Plag, Chat Noir, Marinette, all of them were gone, and for what
He cried for it seemed until a soft hand softly touched his face.
“Adrien?” The boy could barely see the person in front of him, and yet he knew that blond hair and green eyes anywhere.
She was not her aunt. She was…
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Paris was a beautiful place to take a vacation for anyone, well except for Bruce Wayne.
“Are you sure that those swords will be safe in Themyscira?” The billionaire put two swords on the examination table that Diana used to restore antiquities in the Louver.
“You have my word. The amazons will protect them with their lives. You don’t have to worry for al’ Gul. I talked with my mother, and she will make sure of their safety.”
The Justice League’s latest mission involved retrieving some magical swords from the black market before the League of Assassins could get them. After some conflict between parties and a very tedious reunion with Talia. The swords were secured in the Louver museum, where Wonder Woman would personally take them to Themyscira.
“Are you going to head back to Gotham after this?”
Bruce nodded. “Damian has a gallery exposition in a few days, as part of his senior graduation requirement.”
Diana smiled at the name. The youngest of the Waynes and she shared a fond love for the arts and combat with swords. In fact, she promised to teach him some amazonian tricks the next time they got together.
“Mind if I visit them at the gallery expo. It is always a pleasure to see his paintings. I am still trying to get a commission from him.”
“Not at all. My boys will be happy to see you, especially Jason. He asked me to…” but before he could finish, a deafening thunder shook the place. It was too loud that the windows almost shattered from their frequency.
Bruce and Diana look at each other.
“The weather forecast didn’t predict rain, right?” Bruce asked as she took the swords and put them in a safe under the table.
“It never rains in July, and those thunders are identical to the ones we get in Themyscira every time anyone tries to enter the varier.”
The heroes walked and made their way to the Louver. Along the way, Diana explained that those thunders only happen when a magical barrier shatters. Paris didn’t have a magical barrier, so someone or something was entering their world. This happened before when Ares broke the barrier between Olympus and Earth to get back Aphrodite in World War II. Once they were outside, they found the darkest sky in the middle of the day. People panicked while trying to look for shelter from the strong winds in the dark sky.
“It is coming from the Eiffel Tower!” somebody shoots from nowhere.
Indeed, the top of the Eiffel Tower was covered by darkness. Not even the strong light coming from the top could illuminate the sky.
They had to act quickly to secure whatever was coming from the void. Diana had her suit under her clothes, but Bruce left his suit in her apartment. He would not be too much help, and he knew it.
“Go and secure the perimeter. I’ll help the civilians and try to contact the other members. If you see something, use the communicator.”
Diana didn’t have to be told twice. She ran towards the tower while taking away her civilian clothes. The chaos gave her a convenient inattentional blindness from civilians. Once she was close enough, Diana used her lasso of truth to swing between buildings.
If this was another prank or mischief of Zeus, she would personally talk to Hades to take away his throne and create a democracy in Olympus.
The demigoddess arrived at the tower, not a single soul reminded in the place. The hurricane-like made the people flee away. The thunder got louder and louder as if it had just reached its maximum strength. She tied the lasso to one of the buildings around the tower. This was as far as her body would let her be to the void.
It only took a blink of an eye for it to be over.
The darkness, the air, all of it was gone as quickly as it came.
“Now or never,” she told herself as she went up to see what broke the barrier.
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Her body hit the ground so hard that it bounced from the impact. The air of her lungs got out of her body the moment she made contact, yet she never stopped protecting the box with her body. Even with her eyes closed, everything around her was too bright. The void felt like a sensory deprivation chamber. The sounds, colors, and even smells were different.
It took her a few seconds to try to see the place around her. With all the strength left in her body, she crawled to sit down without letting go of the box.
“It can’t be,” The girl said as she looked at what was around her.
She was in Paris, or better say, she was in the same place before she got into the void. The buildings, the streets, the view was similar to her hometown, but it wasn’t her Paris.
Quickly, the girl took the box and headed to the stairs. She knew that someone was waiting for her over there, someone important to her. Yes, they were worried for her. She just needed to make sure that they were okay, and they needed to get the rope out.
The girl was so focused on getting to that person that she didn’t notice that she was limping while her nose started to bleed.
“Hey! I’m here!” she shouted as she came closer to the stairs. A bubbling feeling hit her throat. She wanted to cry out of pure raw emotions.
“I’m here, you… umm…” how weird she couldn’t remember their name, but she knew they were waiting for her. “Sorry, I… I don’t remember your name, b-but I have the box!”
She fought her tears from the frustration of not remembering them. She had the box of the miraculous, so it was her duty to protect it and them. Tears could wait.
The girl almost reached the end of the stairs when her heart started pounding. Her eyes glowed with emotions when she, in fact, saw somebody at the end of it.
“Hi, I’m here, I’m here!” she shouted out pure glee. “Were you waiting long?”
The girl stopped when she saw the person in front of her. The woman was tall with body armor that made her look intimidating. Her piercing brown eyes felt like daggers on her body. On one hand, the woman had a golden rope and a big sword ready to use on the other.
This didn’t make sense. The woman was at the end of the stairs and had a rope. This is what the girl was looking for, and yet, it felt like she had the wrong person. She felt disappointed.
“You were looking for me?” the woman asked the girl without letting her guard down.
Logic told her yes, this was the person on the stair with the rope, but her heart to her not.
“I-I think so… you are here at the stairs, and you have the rope.” The woman lifted an eyebrow at that last part.
“It’s not a rope. It’s a lasso.” the woman gave her an end of the lasso to the girl. “See? It is a different material.”
The lasso felt weird on her fingers like a shock of energy. The girl looked at the woman who watched her in silence.
“I have the box.” She pointed to the wood creation with the hand holding the lasso.
“I can see that. Where did you come from?”
“The void,” she blurted out.
“No, not this Paris. My Paris, our Paris.” The girl tried to explain. “This place looks like Paris, but it is not. The place is gloomier and colder and… and… it doesn’t have that feeling of home. Don’t you feel it?” The girl’s legs failed, ungracefully sitting on the stairs with the box on her legs.
The woman stepped closer. “I am afraid not.”
“Then you are not the one waiting for me?” she said with hope in her voice.
“I don’t think I am.” the woman kneeled on her level. If she wasn’t the person who was waiting for her, where were they?.
“Tell me, what is the box?”
“The miraculous.” she held the box even closer.
“I-I am the guardian. I have to keep them safe from bad people.”
“That’s why you came from the void?”
“So you opened the void to protect them from these people.”
“No,” the girl stopped for a second. Her head started hurting. “No, I didn’t open it. I just jumped into it. The… the bad person opened. He wanted to… he wanted to do something forbidden, something bad, and he did it wrong, and I had to close it because it was getting bigger, but the void could only be closed by the miraculous and me. And then this person was on the stairs,” silent tears hit the cover of the wooden box, “ they had a rope, and they were waiting for me. I know that… they must be waiting. Somewhere they must be waiting for me, they were sad when I left, and I don’t want them to be sad. I need to find them so I can tell them I have the box, and we will be happy, but I have to find them and tell them I am fine. I am fine, and the box is fine, and the void is gone, and they must be fine, so I… so I have… I have to…” It was at this point that she couldn’t speak anymore. She could just cry.
The woman took her lasso away from her and tried to comfort her. “Hey, hey, we’ll find your friend, and we’ll tell him that you have the box, but first we need to get you some re…”
Blood, the girl coughed blood on the woman’s her face, but it did not stop there. The girl lay against the stairs while she coughed uncontrollably.
The woman got even closer to the girl to help her while she put a hand behind the band of her tiara.
“Batman, this is Wonder Woman. Prepare the medical suit, we have a young woman in need of help. She is in bad shape, hurry!”
Her body felt too cold and hot at the same time, and her lungs felt as if they were full of water. She looked at the woman for some kind of help, who passed a hand on her forehead.
“Don’t worry, love, you’ll be al….”
Everything went dark from then.
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