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Prompt: #14 and #40. Subject is heavy angst and possible breakup.
Pairing: Jungkook and S/O (Significant Other)
Blurb: Thereâs only so much a person can keep. Itâs for the best, right? Then why is this causing so much heartache?
Words: 1,811.
xJungkook
Itâs been a few years now since Jeon Jungkook became the famous cat hero, Kwan Kat. His entire life began at the mere age fifteen, an opportunity given by his beloved heroes Ladybug and Wolf. Without a second thought Jungkook accepted his fate and readily prepared for the consequences of his hectic decision. Of course, none of that really mattered to him. Nothing mattered as long as he was fighting together with his idols and created a name for himself. Over the course of months everything felt like an endless dream for Jungkook being the person he would never consider possible. A form of expression? Perhaps so, and then he would shout, scream, revel in all of his dirty desires without people judging who he truly was as an individual. A person.
However, the months drifted away and the fantasy began to diminish. Reality sets in, and Jungkook started to notice the difficulty maintaining a regular lifestyle and one filled with secrecy. The frequent absences of school, the piling excuses for failing to perform adequately and the potential risk of being kicked out of school. The disappointment in everyoneâs eyes as they looked down at him deeply stung.
âI bet heâs going to drop out.â
âTsk, what a delinquent.â
Jungkook couldnât deny that it hurt to hear negative things about himself. Even his own leader, Namjoon-hyung, had a long, serious talk with him.Â
âJungkook, Iâm not sure whatâs going on in your life, but you know that weâre here for you, right?â
âRight.â
âWhatâs going on, then?â Jungkook wanted to tell him. Dear god, he wanted to tell everyone who he was, but he knew that he couldnât. He vowed not to tell anyone, and he intended to keep it. Jungkook shuffled uncomfortably, âItâs nothing, hyung. Iâve been deliberately slacking and itâs my entire fault for doing so. I promise I wonât disappoint you anymore.â He said quietly.
And so, Jungkook took oath to keep his promise. He persisted in his studies and rejected any hangouts with friends. Hell, he even rejected fighting with Ladybug and Wolf unless absolutely necessary. God, it destroyed him just watching everyone on TV celebrate Ladybug and Wolf while heâs here stuck in his room cramming for a freakinâ algebra test.
It sacrificed a lot within Jungkook, but he manage to upkeep his grades above failing level and survive his school year. But within the process he couldnât hang out with his friends as much as he used to and that definitely hurts.A few years goes by and Jungkook adapted to the ability of carefully switching roles. Switching lives.
But itâs for the best, right? And yet it hurts him a little. Guess thatâs the sacrifice of being a hero... until he met you.
xYou
You met Jeon Jungkook at a local park. You just happened to be passing the sidewalk when some maniac driver mowed down the bushes and almost took your life if it wasnât for Jungkookâs fast reflex skills. You felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your torso as your entire body was whisked away into a thick ball of warmth. Harsh concrete rubbed against your skin raw as you muffled a scream.
Thick wads of smoke blurred your vision and you hacked up a pair of your lungs. âAre you okay?â a voice rustled your eardrums and you looked up to find piercing black eyes shivering your soul still. Arms still wrapped around your frame, it had taken you a moment to realize you were encased in some guyâs arms and immediately freaked out. âOh my god! Are you okay?! Is the man alright?! Shit!â you removed yourself from the guyâs arms and tried to see if anyone else had gotten hurt. As it turns out, the man had blacked out at the wheel. Thankfully the man only carried a few scratches, and as for yourself...
Many cuts and bruises adorned your skin. Your uniform in slight tatters, but nothing major. You looked at the boy in awe, âI-I...- thank you so much.â You bowed in uttermost respect. After all, heâs the one who spared you from your death.
The boy immediately stumbled, âI-um, I mean- you know, I just- itâs no big deal! Glad youâre safe.â
âWhatâs youâre name?â you asked the young man. He stood a good foot taller than you and by his youthful facial features probably in his teens... - were you both school students? By inspecting his outfit, yes, he was indeed a student.
âJungkook. Jeon Jungkook.â
âNice to meet you, Jeon Jungkook.â
Thatâs how your relationship began.
It was only matter of time before you two began to date each other. A good year of gradual friendship and you understood a lot about Jungkook. He was a year older than you and slowly opened himself up to you. You learned quite a bit about Jungkook, most notably the way he expresses himself.
Funny, mischievous, quirky and an a huge bunny. Your bunny. And you wouldnât prefer it any other way. You recall the times how awkward Jungkook could be when interacting with him. Quiet, a mumbling and stumbling mess! Youâd pinch his cheeks and coo at him. Gosh, can someone at this age can still remain this ridiculously adorable? You couldnât help but to continuously tease him. And honestly, he seems to enjoy your presence as well. He introduced you to his friends and they seemed to adapt well with you. The months you two had grew closer and rather intimate as you both shared your first kiss.
Soft, warm, tender and everything that felt right. Like you both belong ensnared in each otherâs hold and lips tightly held together. For the first time, you noticed the gaze in Jungkookâs eyes held something much deeper and sincere than you seen in a personâs eyes. Your heart lunged and you wanted to express everything you felt right then, right there, until a sinister cackle captured you and Jungkookâs attention.
âAwe, sharing a sweet kiss? Too bad I have to break it up for you two.â A moment later you felt something thick and cold link around your torso and yanked you away from the man you loved. You watched Jungkookâs eyes widen out of his sockets as he watched you draw further from him. Your hand reached out to him, but you knew it was useless.
âJungkook!â
âY/N!â His scream was enough to shiver your own soul once more.
A dark, dense energy hovered above you. You happened to pass out somehow during the fight between this akuma weirdo and Kwan Kat. The moment you woken up, you knew something felt off. It was difficult to explain it, but normally you would see Ladybug, Wolf and Kwan Kat ganging up on the akuma altogether. However, you noticed it was only Kwan Kat-...
Somethingâs not right! You blinked when you noticed the dark energy radiating from Kwan Kat himself. Eyes thinner than slits, you gasped when Kwan Kat deeply growled at the akuma. His hand wrapped around the manâs neck, tightening further as the possessed man struggled to breathe. What the hell? You pulled yourself up and tried to stand. You wasnât an expert on this whole superhero-akuma thing, but you did understood that majority of akumas were simply human beings possessed with evil supernatural abilities. Why is he acting so... demeanted? âKwan Kat, stop! Youâre going to kill him!â you etched further towards him, but something about his aura screamed to stay away. You gasped when you realized a dark ball of negative energy swirling around in Kwan Katâs left hand.
You have seen it before. His... Cataclysm? Oh no.
âScrew off. Iâm not in the mood.â He snapped.
âKat, please! Heâs not the enemy. The person whoâs controlling him is. Youâll only be playing into evilsâ hand. Please.â You never considered yourself as a beggar, but you knew this was never the right thing to do.
âI said BACK OFF!â The moment Kwan Kat whirled around, you knew it wasnât him. Blinded by such rage, Sharpened teeth bared as his thin slits for pupils terrified you endlessly.
âI-â
âKwan Kat, you bastard!â
âAck!â you backed away when a tall, dark grey spandex hero swooped in and punched the living daylights out of the catboy. A pair of arms scooped underneath your legs and you quickly wrapped your arms around the personâs neck with a small shriek.
It was Ladybug.
âSorry. Kwan Kat is normally not like this.â Ladybug muttered, âDonât worry, everything will be taken care of. Letâs get you away from here, alright?â
Since that day, something strange also occurred with Jungkook. You noticed the frequent lack of bodily touch, remote affection and little to no kisses were given. Neither was Jungkook playful, funny or a mumbling-stumbling mess he was. Instead, it was apparent he became more irritable, agitated and annoyed with you. It grew difficult to hold basic conversations with him without him getting upset. Whatâs going on? You tried demanding answers from him, but it only made him angrier.
Eventually, you became frustrated.
âWhat the heck is your problem, Jungkook? Why are you suddenly being so cold to me?â you wanted- no, needed the truth. You observed the frequent absences at night, the lack of phone calls and disappearances. Youâre getting sick of it! What if he doesnât want you anymore? All because of that simple incident?
âLike you could ever understand.â You felt hurt when Jungkook grunted at you, his face buried within the screen of his cellphone.
âThen just tell me already, damn it!â
âLook! Itâs nothing, alright? Itâs me! Okay?â Jungkook looked up with a deep scowl, âIâm just dealing with some issues with my friends.â
... You frowned.
You werenât the only one being yelled at. Jungkookâs other friends faced the burnt of his stick, too.
No, thereâs something deeper. Much deeper.
âYou are such a liar.â You murmured before standing from the couch. You canât bare to deal with this bullshit anymore. You shrugged on your backpack and headed to the door, but before doing so you glanced over your shoulder.You had hoped Jungkook wouldâve stopped you, shouted or at least do something! But no, he did not move an inch.
And something within you shattered.
You argued more and more. Hugged less, talked less...
You didnât understand why Jungkook is suddenly disliking you. Hating you. Did something happen between the akuma and him? Is...is he possibly possessed? You didnât know nor could you search for the answers.
You love him. He hates you.
Tears continue to cascade down your cheeks when you shuffle beneath the bedsheets during the lonely late night hours. He rarely responds. Rarely calls.
Maybe... Maybe he never loved you to begin with. And so, you sent him a final text message.
Iâm done. Sorry I wasnât worth your time anymore.
Ladybug finished taking her fortieth picture with groups of strangers, mostly young girls, and already worn out from the intense action, now dealing with cameramen, microphones and the hassle of news reporters. Currently, there is a woman investigating how the entire fight began...
"So ma'm, you address yourself as Ladybug?"
"Yes ma'm."
"And is that your partner?" The cameraman motioned the camera towards Wolf, getting awfully cozy taking selfies with girls. Ladybug couldn't help but to sigh in annoyance, "Yeah, he is." Sadly.
"Is it possible to explain how on earth did this surreal occurrence happen?"
"I'm not exactly sure, ma'm." Before Ladybug could continue, she heard soft beeping illuminating from her earrings. Huh? What's going on?
You're quickly losing power. You only have a few minutes before you detransform!
Wait, what?! She gotta get outta here. "Well, I apologize for not giving enough information. I advise everyone to stay safe tonight, be alert, and wish everyone good sleep. Gotta go!" Ladybug then dashed from the scene before taking a huge leap to one of the nearest office buildings. "Wolf! Let's go!" Ladybug shouted from below. She can hear the gasps from many as they stared at her, "How did she do that!?" She heard someone exclaim.Â
Whoosh! The heroine turned, and there Wolf stood. His hoodie covered his hair and inches of his eyes, face hidden from view.
"That was fun." He chuckled.Â
"Wolf, we only have a few minutes before we return to normal. I'll have to see you again some other time." Wolf gazed at Ladybug with his passionate yellow eyes, facial expression rather nonchalant.Â
"Sure. Later." And he disappeared within a blink of an eye.Â
Ladybug stood there for a minute gazing at the spot Wolf stood. It didn't take long before Tikki reminded her that time is of the essence, and Ladybug swung through the city until she found her dormitory. The heroine quickly went up the fire escape and slip through the window. Just in the nick of time! With a final beep, Ladybug returned back into her regular t-shirt and shorts. Tikki flew out of Amber's earrings and fell into the palm of her hands, exhausted. The tomboy peeked over her shoulder to find Krystal still asleep, and quietly walked to the bathroom.
"Are you okay?" Amber felt somewhat concerned for the little insect- kwami. After all, that fight took a lot out of her...
"Y-yeah, I'm okay. I simply need more energy, and a bit hungry, too."
"Oh, what do you want to eat? I don't have any flowers on me, but-"
"Do you have anything sweet?" Tikki asked.
"Sweet?" Amber blinked.
"Yes. Cookies, cakes, fruit... I'll eat it." When did a ladybug ever eat anything remotely sugary? Even so, Amber hummed, "Well, I don't have any cookies, but I have some strawberries and plums. Will that be okay for now?"
"It's fine!"
And here Amber sat, watching the little ladybug nibbling away at strawberries. "These are really sweet! I absolutely love them!" Tikki exclaimed as she took another bite out of the fruit. Amber couldn't help but to smile at the kwami.
Maybe being a hero isn't all that bad. She can get used to this.Â
Far away from the beautiful democratic country of Korea, there was another side of it. Cold, cruel, darkness roaming over the lands as one true light beamed forth. Many desolate buildings with false narratives, and fear prevails within the country of North Korea.
There's one man willing to risk all for power. However, it's not enough to truly rule that abominable South Korea.
"Curses!" The man hissed as he grabbed another block of cheese. Oh, how cheese eased his tense nerves during these stressful times. "I thought you said I was able to finally control those imperial Koreans!" Ever since he stumbled upon this bizarre creature during his stay at the education house for female servants, he used common tactics such as threatening execution and permanent imprisonment to get the insect talking.
"Y-y-yes master, b-but they have to remain intact... Their akumas can be shattered-"
"By who?!" The fat man bellowed.
The butterfly kwami squeaked, "B-by other m-miraculous h-holders!" Wait, it can't possibly be so... The North Korean rubbed his doubled chin in thought. "Are you saying there are others who can wield such substantial power?" If that is so, then ambitions to pursue his nuclear weapons program will be delayed alongside any potential conquering of his brother country.Â
"Yes."
"Then in order to truly rule anything, then I must eliminate any enemies who stand in my way. Tell me insect-"
"I-it's Nooroo..."
"Hah! As if I have any remote interest in your name." The North Korean scoffed, "With this newfound power, I can control the masses! However, I need to know who are the other holders in order to wipe them out. Tell me."
"I can't..."
"Why not?" The male seethed at the purple butterfly.
"Because I cannot sense them."
"Then go sense them for me!"
"T-they must be harboring the power while in active mode. As of current, they are not..."
"Fool!" The fat man slammed his meaty fists onto the table and nearly scaring the living daylight out of the poor butterfly. "I must have those miraculous holders destroyed!"
"The miraculous... Cannot be destroyed... Master."
"Then what can I do to attain true power?" The butterfly didn't want to tell him. He didn't need to know the truth. However, as more pressure was applied, the butterfly eventually gave up.
"Tell me Nooroo, now."Â
"I..." The butterfly sighed, "If you take the Ladybug and Cat miraculous, then you'll attain great power. However, as long the Wolf miraculous is intact, it will be hard to do so."
"Ah, so there's more miraculouses. How many?"
"...Eight, in total."Â
"I see. If I take the Ladybug and Cat miraculous, I'll become much more powerful. What's the hindrance between attaining those miraculouses?"
"The wolf miraculous is known by its heavy protection. In order to truly take either miraculous, you must defeat or distract that specific miraculous. Usually, the wolf miraculous is introduced first with sole purpose of protecting other miraculouses from unnecessary harm. Very rarely a miraculous gets taken while the wolf miraculous is active. Once the wolf take responsibility or ownership, they are notoriously defiant and will battle to their deaths in order to continue their responsibilities."
Hm, this is much difficult than perceived. "I must dwell further on this. Leave me." It's going to be a long night ...
The next morning Amber woken up from her exhausted slumber. Ugh! What a wonderful morning. The tomboy moved out of her bed to stretch, preparing for a new day of work. She also have to finish her Korean homework from yesterday, but it shouldn't be too problematic...Â
The girl yawned, "Boy, that was one heck of a night..." Flying across buildings, meeting her partner, kicking ass and nearly getting her head sliced off by pillows. "Amber! You need to get this out!" Krystal rushed into the room with a panicked expression on her face. She still seemed to be in her pajamas, and her naturally flowing hair was quite untidy.Â
"What?"
"You won't actually believe this! You have to come see this! Everyone is in the living room watching the news right now." Krystal then snatched Amber by the wrist and dragging her out of the bedroom.Â
TV. News. Belief? Then Amber remembered.
Oh no.Â
This is bad. How is she going to explain everyone that she's now a superhero? Wasn't she suppose to keep her identity a secret?! Oh, of course it's obvious! It should take a toddle to figure out who's the mysterious person behind the mask! Crap! I'm so sorry, Tikki! When Amber was shoved into the couch, she was greeted by everyone in pajamas, even the manager. "Amber, look." Sulli pointed towards the screen.
On TV was a video of Amber in superhero form. Dodging attacks, twirling her yo-yo at supersonic speed and doing backflips. "This all happened last night when we were asleep." Then a clip of her swinging around the huge teddybear bear before pushing it onto the enemy. Next, it motioned towards Wolf using some power blasting Suga Night back. The clip ended, and a woman sitting in a desk appeared on screen. "There's more footage yet to come. However, we want specifically discuss the phenomenal event that took place last night. Minseok, want to evaluate and explain?" The screen changed to a man standing at the same intersection where the fight occurred.
"Honestly Kaerin, I... I have no idea. I don't even know where to start! I've been talking to many witnesses at the scene to..." Amber's mind blanked out at this point.Â
Great, now everyone will know who it is. Imagine the constant stress of having paparazzi barging at your door, and then explaining to your company that you're doing superhero work part-time. As if they'll even allow that.
"Who was that girl?"
"I don't know, but that's pretty cool! I never thought I'd see the day come with superheroes actually existing..." Krystal murmured.
"Woah, did you see how that wolf guy and polka dotted girl took down the dude? Gosh, that guy gave me the creeps." Victoria shuddered.
Amber just sat there blankly. And then, she released a content sigh.
Just doodles and crap :p my art sucks, so any commissioned pieces and junk will be placed here and if I manage to draw something reasonably decent then Iâll also post it here.
The two newly appointed heroes ended their pointless bickering a few minutes ago. It seemed like nothing had changed much, and the night sky appeared calm as ever. However, energy lurched inside their bones for something... more, something to stimulate their profound senses. Like, beating up villains! Well, there's suppose to be villains...
Wolf crinkled his nose, "Something smells funny." He said, growing rather tense.
"What do you mean?"
"Fools!" What was that?! The two looked up...
A wild Suga appears! âŠ
Ladybug raised an eyebrow, "Well, that was quick." She stated.
A stranger hovered above the city with a sinister cackle. He seemed cloaked in blue bed sheets as he continued to screech in amusement, "My name is Suga Night! I will destroy everyone who stands in the way of my sleep! Because of your insolent rudeness, everyone will suffer...!" The shining moonlight gradually grew darker as the young man grew intensely brighter. Citizens from the active streets below noticed the stranger from above, and hysteria followed rapidly. Damn it! Already?! What are they suppose to do? It's not like they exactly know how to use their powers...
Amber! There's no time to waste. People are immediately in danger and it's up to both of you to stop it!
Gee, it would be convenient if I knew what to do! "Wolf!" Ladybug shouted to the stranger, "We have to-"
"Yeah, I got it already. Defeat the guy, and uh, save people. My furball already sprouted it. Let's go!" Gee, didn't have to sound like a know-it-all... Ladybug shook her head as she jumped off the roof following the teenager. She can hear the screams of innocent civilians running for theirs lives, and others, well, decided to Snapchat the entire scenario. This Suga Night, or whatever, didn't seem that intimidating, "What is this?" Ladybug scoffed at this so-called, "villain" or whatever. It looks like a freaking dude in bedsheets attacking people with pillows...
"This will certainly be a piece of cake." Wolf snickered.
"Fools! Do not underestimate my sleeping abilities. I will annihilate anyone who stand in my way!" Suddenly, the ground began to quiver and crumble, and a huge teddybear burst from the intersection! Screams of terror from many caused Suga Night to laugh, "Now sleep!" Hands thrusted out from his cloaked bedsheets, ghostly shadows shot out to capture the people, and thud! Dozens fell to the ground motionless. "Gather them, my teddy!" The ten foot teddybear appeared rather frightening with its broken button eyes and torn stitches opened its mouth and sucked up all the unconscious humans into its stomach.Â
...Uh...
"This is going to be a lot harder than we thought..." Ladybug sweatdropped.
"Well, practice makes perfection, right? Let's test this little boy out with our stuff!" Before Wolf prepared to take off, Ladybug snatched him by the arm. "Hang on pup, it's not so simple. We gotta find a weak spot." There must be something that could hinder Suga Night. If she remembers correctly, Tikki did mention akumas and objects... But what exactly?
"How are we going to find his weak spot if we don't immediately attack him?!" Wolf ripped his arm away from Ladybug and snarled, "Don't get in my way!" He bared his sharp fangs with his topaz eyes searing into her soul.
"Hey! We're suppose to work together!" Ladybug snapped.
"Not gonna happened with a slow poke like you!" And Wolf lunged at the bedsheet man. "Take this!" Wolf tried to strike at Suga Night, but the bedsheet man suddenly disappeared. "Huh?" Wolf blinked, and then found himself flown against a wall, crashing through the bricks with a high pitch yelp. Police cars were at every corner with men trembling with their guns at the bedsheet man. Ladybug chewed her lip as she tried to think of something to stop this brewing chaos. She needed to think of something, and fast, or else this would be one big mess they may not be able to handle...
Can I even handle this? Her first night, and people already getting eaten and her partner being a pissy lone wolf (no pun intended). Is she even cut out for the job?
It's okay. You can do this.
Ladybug released a sigh. She can do this.
Akuma plus object means something, right? "What would be special...?" It can't be the teddybear, and... Totally not the bedsheets. It has to relate to his sleep, right? Ladybug peered at Suge Night and noticed something.
Headphones.
It seemed to glow an eerie purple color with dark aura surrounding it. "That's it..." Ladybug grinned. That must be his weak spot! Ladybug glanced over her shoulder to find Wolf still residing in the broken bricks, and sighed. She leaped over to the building with ease before resting beside him, "Wolf, are you alright?" She can see Wolf with clarity now. Platinum blond bangs covering his dark grey mask as he eyes remained scrunched, moaning in what seems to be agony. The heroine propped Wolf in sitting position and pulled his hoodie back, allowing his silver tufts for wolf ears to twitch freely.
"Wow, are these actually real?" Ladybug couldn't help her curiosity, and snagged one of his ears.
"Ouch!" Wolf cried out. He proceeded to smack her hand away, "They're sensitive! Don't touch them." He glared.
"Geeze, sorry." Ladybug shrugged, "You alright?"
"Yeah. That crash took a lot out of me, though." He grumbled.
"Well, you deserved it for not listening..."
"Whatever."
Ladybug shook her head, "We don't have time for this! There are more innocent people getting swallowed up by a giant teddybear and Suga Night is terrorizing the entire town! I've found out he's wearing headphones that's been akumatized. I think that's what's possessing him to be evil. We gotta get those headphones away from him."
"But how? He's not the weakest if I must say..." Wolf groaned as he carefully stood. Ladybug frowned, "Honestly, I'm not sure. What all powers do you have?"
"...I uh, I dunno yet."
"Are you freaking kidding me?!" Ladybug laughed. Great! Just great! Now everyone will probably die and the entire world will be taken over by a freaking dude cloaked in bedsheets! "Hey! I don't see you knowing anything! Why don't you just ask your kwami whatever?" Ugh, dealing with an annoying, sassy wolf boy who thinks he's oh so powerful just because he got freaking non-human powers. Like, give her a break...
"Fine." Ladybug rolled her eyes in annoyance.
Tikki, what powers do I have?
Lucky Charm's a start. Use your yo-yo.
Ladybug blinked, "... Huh, okay then." She said.
"What did it say?" Wolf seemed awfully curious when Ladybug pulled out her yo-yo.
"Lucky Charm!" Ladybug tossed her yo-yo into the air with vigorous energy and a spark of colorful red flashed into... An ipod? The floating object plopped into her hand, and the duo simply stared at it. "What am I suppose to do with this?" Ladybug asked. An explosion rattled their ears and the heroes looked up. "Oh boy... This is definitely not good." Wolf muttered.
Suga Night's teddybear grew five feet taller than before with helicopters surrounding the villain. "You'll never take me alive you fools! You'll all go into deep sleep...!"
"Wolf, let's put aside our differences and not argue. This is serious, so follow my lead, okay?"
The wolf boy grumbled somewhat, but eventually he nodded with a pout. Ladybug hopped through the rubble and managed her way on top of a roof outskirt, "Hey Suga Night!" Ladybug began to wave in front of the cloaked young man, "I have something important for you!" The girl held out the ipod, and the young paused in his destructrion. "My... Ipod...?" Everything seemed to pause, as if time went eeriely still. Uh, was this a good idea?
And then, then male became absolutely enraged.
"SO YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOOK IT!? HYYAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!!!!" The ground shooked, cracked, and sunken into a massive hole as Suga Night did a kamehameha to another level. "I'LL END YOUR LIFE!" Ladybug dodged Suga Night's abrupt attack with a squeak, nearly getting obliterated within the process. She continued to dodge the man's attacks with diligent effort as she tossed the ipod to Wolf, "Distract him!" She yelled. Suga Night flew towards Wolf with lightening speed, and even Wolf himself found it difficult to avoid the attacks.
"What?! I'll get killed!" Wolf backflipped a few times, surprising himself that he was able to do so easily. He didn't have much time to dwell on his surprising moves when getting blasted with razor sharp pillows, however. It was getting too close for comfort, and incredibly deadly for any confidence. Ladybug was distracting that huge creepy teddy with helicopters flopping around with their loud ass wings and people are still being stupid recording with their phones while knowingly threatening their safety...
"YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE!" Suga Night is getting closer. If he gets captured, then that's it for him.
"Aerial whirlwind!" A huge blast of air blew the poor angry man back a good amount of feet. Wolf seemed stunned at what happened, realizing it was his power that did such thing.Â
Woah.
"Hey bug! Are you still playing cat dog?" As soon Suga Night hit the ground he came back faster than ever.
"I have an idea! Trust me!" Ladybug swung across the freakishly large teddybear's legs a few times, by the end tightening her yo-yo string around it. The teddybear made its move towards her, but with swift ease Ladybug swooped under its legs, "Wolf! Toss the ipod to me!" The wolf boy immediately did so, and Ladybug caught it with ease. Suga Night flew toward the ladybug in fury, "I'll destroy you for even considering stealing my stuff!" He hissed.
"Not if you're held down, you're not!" The heroine pushed the stumbling bear to its knees, watching the fall from its tangled net. "Wha-?" The humongous bear eventually fell on top of Suga Night's body, restricting him from any movement. "Curse you!" He tried to move, but it was useless. Ladybug's yo-yo unraveled itself, and the girl swooped up her weapon before returning to the culprit.
"I'll be taking that." Ladybug snatched the headphones from Suga Night's grasp, "No!" He exclaimed. So this must be the reason behind this evil drama...
"Yup." Ladybug ripped the headphones apart and observed the dark energy fading away. However, a dark purple butterfly ejected out of the headphones with strong evilness following it. It felt tangible and potent, and Ladybug somehow knew what to do... "It's time to de-evilize!" Words fell out of her mouth before Ladybug truly understood what happened, and her ladybug yo-yo opened its wings. With a few twirls, Ladybug swung her yo-yo towards the dark butterfly, watching it capture the insect and slowly purify. Ladybug held the yo-yo close and release the insect filled with purity and lightness, "Bye bye little butterfly." She smiled.
The evil Suga Night was no more, and merely returned to a simple young man with pajamas and a bed cover, "Ugh.... What happened...?" The male groaned.
"Let's just say... You were really upset with lack of sleeping music." Ladybug chuckled.
"Ladybug!" Wolf skid to a stop when finding Ladybug and Suga Night at a standstill. "How are you not dead yet?"
"It's called being smart. Think creative, you get a variety of results." They did it... They defeated their first villain! Well, to be honest, she did, but that's another story...
"Yeah, but... What are we going to do about all this?" Wolf pointed at the devastation that nearly wiped out the center of Seoul.
Ladybug's grin grew cocky, "Don't worry bro, I got this. Miraculous Ladybug!" She tossed her yo-yo into the air, and magic happened. All the chaos, the devastation that destroyed nearly half of the city disappeared, as if none of the disasters ever occurred. The humans that once resided in the belly of the stuffed animal returned to normal, almost in a daze.
"Hey! They saved us!"
"They did?!"
"How was it possible?"
Ladybug became flustered over the attention. Wolf on the other hand was swimming in selfies from attractive girls.Â
"Tikki, so, what do I do now?" Amber inspected her attire repeatedly, feeling moreso befuddled than before. And incredibly awkward. Honestly, she feels naked, skinned and raw for the public to witness, but at the same time... She felt kind of cool. It's still weird having all this magical superhero crap crashing down in such a short time span, but maybe she could adjust her hectic schedule to accommodate it.
Maybe.
"Tikki?" Amber called out again.
Silence.
Now that Amber realizes it, Tikki haven't responded since she transformed... Don't like, uh, those magical animals from animes talk inside her head or something?
Sorry Amber! I had to readjust to your body. It takes a moment for us kwamis before we can officially speak.
Wait, you're inside my body?! Amber began to panic. Okay, so now she's a destined hero feeling butt naked with a magical critter inside her body? Oh god, it reminds her so much of the alien movies where the alien lays eggs in the human bodies and-
Amber! It is certainly not like that. Please, relax.
Okay, relax, there's no alien residing in her stomach. Just a ladybug.
No Amber. We kwamis are basically your armor, your shield, and your attire. We are basically giving you permission to posses our powers temporarily.
Oh.
Amber nervously laughed, "Of course I knew that. Uh, anyway, let's try out some stuff! I wanna get to the fighting." But... it's not like she actually knows how to fight, to be honest. The girl started to pat around her torso and legs, trying to feel some weapon or gear attatched to her spandex suit. Anything? Something. "A yo-yo?" You got to be kidding her... What on earth is she going to do with a freaking yo-yo?! Hit people with it? "Of course!" Tikki exclaimed in joy.
"Lame..." Amber muttered.
Hey! That yo-yo you're carrying attain great power. Do not doubt it!
"Okay fine." Amber played around with the yo-yo for a little bit. It didn't seem any different from regular toy yo-yo's, so, meh. However, when Amber was about to trap the yo-yo back to her hip, it expanded far across the yard. And by far, she meant extending to a post lamp ten feet away from her. "Woah." She didn't know the yo-yo could do that! That's pretty cool. Wonder what else it could do? Amber tried it again, this time watching it wrap around the street lamp post. Oops.
Tug on it to find out!
The girl raised an eyebrow in confusion, and then shrugged. She tugged on the yo-yo, and before Amber knew it she was flying across the damn yard! "Aaaahhhhyyyyeee!" She was screaming like a butchered hyena as she zoomed through the air. Then, her face was smacked deep into the dirt, mouth filled with the earth's crust and grass. "Ugh... Yuck..." Amber groaned as she spat out the dirt, trying to stand from the abrupt impact. Gross... But yet so cool! Amber's magical yo-yo untangled itself, and the girl gasped. "Amazing!" Amber tossed the yo-yo and watched it wrap around the street light. She tugged on it again, and wheee! She's doing a Spider-Man! Up, up, and anyway...! Amber landed onto a building with ease. In fact, it didn't even remotely feel like a landing, more like hopping on a pillow. Wow, the adrenaline rush feels so good! How can this possibly be? Amber decided to test something, and with a sudden leap Amber found herself high above the sky. Wow, just imagine what she could do with this ability! The girl started to hop across the highlighted cafes and expansive studios. Everything felt so surreal, but intense and groundbreaking! Her stomach did flops, drops, and a barrel roll. And here she is, standing at the top of the SM corporate office peering below the bustling city before her.
"The view is absolutely amazing..." Amber murmured.
"I know, right?"
"Yeah, it's like-" Wait a minute. Wait a damn minute! Amber looked over her shoulder to find a stranger in a costume. Like her! What the heck?!
"Who the heck are you?"
"Who the hell are you?"
"I asked first!"
"I don't have to answer to you."
"You sassy bastard. You're not freaking Bat Man!"
"You're right. I'm even better."
The stranger was cloaked, face hidden from complete view. However, what stunned Amber the most was his bright, burning topazes for irises. Wait. Costume, unrealistic eyes, a mask-
"Oh. You're a miraculous holder too, huh?" It makes sense now. The stranger blinked lazily, "Yup. I'm doing a test trial. It's my first night, so yeah."
"Same." Amber stretched her arms with a yawn. Guess this must be the new teammate, "So, uh, what's your name?" Might as well become used to the guy. The stranger was about to respond, but he immediately stiffened. Amber tilted her head in confusion, "What?"
"Nothing. My name's uh, Wolf."
"Wolf?"
"Yeah."
"That's a really shitty name, Wolf."
"Shut the hell up. I doubt your name is any better!"
"Ladybug."
"Bish, mines better."
"Well no shit, we represent our freaking kwamis, Einstein."Â
"Do you want me to terrorize you?"
"I doubt you even know how to, pup." The stranger took a step back, absolutely appalled Amber had the audacity to say that! "I could destroy you!" He pointed a gloved finger at her, "I can immediately rapture your bug ass." He threatened.
"Dude, I honestly doubt you can manipulate all of your powers within one night."
Sehun stumbled across the room with his hands buried into his face. Or what felt like his face. Either way, he couldn't feel anything with his senses going into overdrive. A huge migraine invaded his space and amplifying every single cell inside his brain.
His senses are going insane.
Too many scents are invading his nose. Coming from different directions, different smells and itâs overwhelming him. Sehun blinked, but everywhere appeared fuzzy. It happened so suddenly- he, he's not even sure if heâŠ- wait, did he? Sehun tripped over his own two feet and fell to the cold floor. His eardrums rattled when the dishes clanked and trinkets shuffled, and pressed a hand against his earâŠ- wait a second.
⊠W-where are his ears?!
Tufts of thick hair covered the sides of his ears, and as his fingers combed further, Sehun panicked. He couldn't feel his ears, just more hair. Heâs not going crazy, is he? Oh damn, this is bad. And then, he remembered. â...A-Apollo?â He whimpered. And yet, all he can hear is the students outside the dormitory, and it sounded incredibly loud as hell. Footsteps, doors slamming, shouting, laughter, music and television playing throughout the rooms. He can hear it all. Sehun tried to stand, but the headache clamped down on his mind. Dang it! Ugh, who knew being a hero meant suffering in pain? Within that moment, Sehun regretted even acknowledging the old man. He must've been a creeper looking for young victims to seduce...
That old man had something to do with this.
"Apollo..." Sehun could hear his heart rattling against his chest, and suddenly, he blinked. Something's different. By something, Sehun meant that he's different. His midnight pajamas completely gone, replaced by what seemed like a costume. Sehun slowly, but surely stood, carefully trying to process everything. He looked down at his newly adorned grey gloves, metallic watch bound by his left wrist, white paw prints trickling from his hands to forearms. The gloves were connected to his entire suit made out of spandex, and Sehun quickly walked to the bathroom. Ignoring the headaches, Sehun desperately needed to see the truth. Or rather, the result. And honestly, Sehun didn't even need a light to witness himself in this entire getup. In the darkness, Sehun saw himself with clarity.  Eyes blazing with a passionate topaz hue, and his average black hair transformed into platinum blonde. Woah. He stood in shock, wondering if the young man in the dark gray mask was actually himself. He touched the harden mask protected around the edge of his face, observing the intricate designs of the curved mask. And then, the moment Sehun flicked on the lights-Â
âHoly crap!âÂ
Ears. By ears, he meant seeing two animalistic, furry-ass ears perched on the top of his head. What the heck is this? Is this what Apollo meant by releasing his inner wolf? His ears twitched, and then twitched again. Dang it, why are his ears constantly twitching?! Ugh, stop it! Sehun pressed against his newly found animal ears, and felt incredibly weird feeling his hands above his head. A silver hoodie hung above him with a flowing cape flowing from behind, all attached by what seems to be a simple dog collar. Black streaks marked the sides of his waistline to his thighs, and Sehun couldn't help but to brush against the black utility belk. Entwined with the belt was a gray shawl, wrapped around his midsection and, well, supposedly the tail dangling between his legs.
"Oh my god." He whispered.
He's officially a superhero. Well, maybe not superhero, but he looks freaking awesome. "Apollo?" He called again, yet heard the tangled noises strangling his ears.Â
My apologies.
A voice deep and brusque infiltrated his mind, nearly scaring the living daylights out Sehun. "Where the heck are you?" Sehun had no clue where the little furball went, and hearing voices inside his head creeped him out.Â
As of current, I am apart of your conscious.Â
Wait, what?!
"Why are you inside my head?" Sehun hissed. He felt incredibly embarrassed talking to himself, but he had no other choice.Â
Actually, you do have choices. And I can hear majority of your thoughts, I just choose not to respond. Regardless, I am here to guide you to proper heroism and how to conduct yourself as a miraculous holder.Â
Wait, so he can think to himself?
Precisely.Â
Okay, this is weird. Well, whatever. So what now? I guessed I transformed into... This. Sehun still felt the headache throbbing from the back of his head as he returned to the kitchen. Everything still felt so surreal to him, turning into some wolf boy smelling different scents, mostly garbage and sweaty bodies.Â
You leave the facility to experiment with your abilities. However, refrain from any unnecessary fighting. Then again, I honestly doubt you would be fighting anyone right now.Â
Okay, but first he needs some medication...
Sehun walked towards the kitchen cabinet and whipped open the door. Only to find it completely empty.Â
Damn.
I heard that. A hero must see the logic of the situation at all times for better improvement. Also, your headache will eventually fade as your body adjust to its amplified abilities.Â
Okay, fine, whatever. Sehun snorted, walking towards the door to leave-
I wouldn't recommend that route. It's too public, and many will see you. The window will be the best exit.
... Wait.
You want him to jump out of the window?! "Are you freaking serious right now?" The least thing Sehun needs is broken bones, a ruined face, and death looming over him.
Of course! Did you honestly think I will allow yourself to be exposed? You must be stupid.Â
"No way in hell I'm doing that! Apollo, you must be joking. I can't even walk two feet without a headache, and you're asking me to jump out of a window?" Don't the furball know how deep that fall is? Having the audacity to call him, Oh Sehun, a natural genius, stupid? The teenage tsked, feeling less interested in this entire idea. He might as well ditch this whole ordeal and call it quits.
Sehun, that is the first step in testing your new abilities. Risk is absolutely necessary! How can humanity prosper without curiosity and experimenting new ideas? We would still be in ancient times had it not been for risk! Well, and wars, death, devestation and other forced situations. You must place yourself in uncomfortable situations to truly understand-
Okay, he gets it. Geeze, no need for an hour long lecture. Sehun grumbled to himself, treading towards the tiny window and peered from it. Down below looked really low, and maybe a good twelve foot drop. His stomach lurched, and Sehun didn't deny the fear crawling through his skin. Should he really be doing this? After all, he might be hallucinating from diet restrictions and excessive vitamin consumption. Damn, he can feel his heart getting jittery again. Too far, too deep, and not enough reassurance. The newly transformed hero felt uncertain, eyes gazing down the possible death of the ground. "I-..." He stopped himself, afraid of speaking what he genuinely felt. Fear.
It is alright Sehun. I am here with you, and I will protect you.
Although it was a sappy statement, it was enough to push Sehun. He released a sigh, and without further notice opened the window. His heart leaped inside his chest when the fresh wind smacked his face, the midnight moon shining its light upon him. Oddly, his headache went away along with the brewing fear, and the teenager climbed over the window. His combat boots dangling from below, Sehun threatened Apollo with death if the little furry didn't rescue him.
And then, Sehun jumped.
He fell so quickly, Sehun was certain he'd die right then. The drop did horrors to the young boy, and Sehun nearly screamed. Â His stomach churned and twisted, did a barrel roll and became a meme. He's going to die! But before Sehun landed to his death, something unexpected happened. Gravity shifted, the harsh wind becoming lighter and stomach softening from its cries. Â It felt like soft pads beneath his feet, and without realizing it, Sehun landed carefully onto the ground with a gentle thud.Â
. . .Â
Still resting on his knees, Sehun stared at the ground in shock. "W-wha... What just...?" He couldn't bring himself to believe it, and everything happened so suddenly-
He fell from a window, and had survived! "Oh my god!" He's alive! And not smothered into the dirt! This... This is amazing! Apollo then told him how he needed better faith. Sehun stood tall and proud of his accomplishment, eager to explore the midnight town with his abilities. But before Sehun could dwell further on his excitement, a unique scent captured his nose by attention. No, it wasn't the intensity of the mowed grass and crisp emission of smog. The spoiling dumpster ten feet behind him and different smells of the human body all intermingled with musk, salt and grossness. At least, on this property it is...
No, it smelled incredibly... What's the word for it? Sweet. It smelled sweeter than lavender. A flowery touch to vanilla, maybe? Regardless, it really freaked Sehun out. Nowhere on this masculine, male-ridden property had feminine qualities whatsoever: no flowerbeds, no perfume, no trees, no girls, so where could this smell be coming from? Apollo inquired to follow the smell, and Sehun couldn't help but to agree.Â
Run. Follow it.Â
Sehun's instincts yapped at him to follow the scent. Don't allow it to fade away. He can't allow it to fade away- he must follow it! The teenager tried to control himself, but it felt incredibly difficult withholding his growing urgencies. It grew inside his gut, expanding further as Sehun stood his ground. But eventually, Sehun crumbled to his instincts and ran.
Running. Faster than Oh Sehun could ever imagine. Faster than a human being, wind fighting against his entire body as he sped through the fields into the neighborhoods. His abdomen clenching and body unaccustomed to this unusual experience. An adrenaline rush coursing through his veins as his feet pushed past normal speeds. No human being can run twenty five miles per minute, and when Sehun jumped he found himself soaring high above the post lamps.Â
This feels amazing.
The inner child locked away was freed. Freedom! The chains completely broken, and for the first time in Oh Sehun's boring life, he laughed.
Oh Sehun was quite the interesting character for a teenager. Quiet, calculating the objectives laid before him and taking haste action. Perhaps his actions are a little too immediate for understanding, but his intelligent excuses makes up for irrational decisions. His thoughts aren't too immature, at least he thinks so himself, and new talents keeps appearing whenever he learns a new subject. Heâs smart, naturally attractive (although he could improve his skin toneâŠ) and carry silent charm that woos both students and teachers.
Yeah, heâs everything losers want to be. So what? Like he gives a shit. Girls love him, boys want to be his posers and teachers ready to place him in honors class. Itâs the sweet life, right? Perhaps. He doesn't consider it as sweet, but itâs a hell lot better than dealing with this shit.
This was an incredible case of stupidity.Â
Yes, he admit that he made a terrible decision. Itâs burning his ass every single day whenever snobs laughs at his failures. People assume heâs some quiet moron sulking through humiliation, hah! They don't know a genius when they see oneâŠ
âWe meet again tomorrow at four. In the meantime, maintain the training and weâll overview your new diet plan.â Diet plan. Cut this, remove that, reduce this amount and add more repulsive garbage to his digestive system. Four months in and Sehun is ready to succumb to his bubble tea cravings. It's horrible having sugar withdrawals and being restricted from eating bungeoppang, itâs living hell. Wanna know what else is horrible? Everyone treating him like some stranger.Â
Heâs not a stranger.Â
Sehun left the studio with no one to accompany him. Oddly, this pang sat within his chest for days now. This feeling of deep loneliness, although itâs something heâll never speak of publicly. Unfortunate to say, but he missed those ugly boys fawning over him, the girls constantly annoying him with cellphone requests. Sehun had to transfer to another school in order to reach distance between the dormitory and that cursed entertainment building.
Those bastards.
But it was him alone who signed the final line. Your fault. His mind whispers, and Sehun realized that he probably deserved it. He didn't know anyone, and it seems that nobody's interested in knowing him either. Maybe they all joined for one purpose, and thatâs attaining SMâs official status as celebrity.Â
Sehun walked briskly into the midnight hour. He didnât want to be bothered with anyone, let alone deal with the summer heat radiating against his skin. He knew signing the contract would lead to rigorous training and mental stability, but he vowed he could do it. He can do anything if he just believed, right? If only his current actions would reflect the hopeful notion that heâll succeed. But it really doesnât matter, anyway.Â
The teen stood at the stop light waiting for the electric sign to flash green. Sehun preoccupied himself by scrolling naver on mobile ((slow internet due to pissy coverage)) and played some hip hop music. The moment the light flashed green, Sehun pushed past the crowd. However, what Sehun didnât realize he legitimately pushed someone, particularly an old man, onto the ground. Sehun froze in surprise, âIâm sorry sir. Are you okay?â He felt embarrassed and somewhat guilty to for not paying attention. Sehun bend his knees to help the old man, and then notice how short the elder was. The old man simply chuckled as he carefully grabbed his cane. âIâm quite fine,â he said, âGetting rather old for these late travels... Thank you young man for helping me. Whatâs your name, child?â
âUh, Sehun. Oh Sehun.â It felt strange talking to an old man in the middle of the street. âWell then, Oh Sehun, would you like to attain a gift far superior than physical needs?â
UhâŠÂ
Sehun stared blankly at the old man. What the hell is this guy talking about? âUm, not really-â
âI understand your hurting deeply. Your depression outweighs your confidence, and sometimes it is hard concealing sorrowful emotions.â Sehun immediately lunged on defense. How dare this ignorant old goon tell him that heâs depressed! He is not depressed! In fact, heâs doing a hell lot better than normal! This ridiculous pruned nutbag. âExcuse me, but I need to leave-â
âIf you had the opportunity to become a hero, would you accept?âÂ
âSure, yeah, whatever. I gotta go now. Bye.â Ugh, this man is giving him the creeps. Sehun raced across the street before the light turned red. He couldn't help but to shudder at the strange circumstance. What was that all about? Talk about weird. When he finally made it to the moderately fair dormitory, Sehun could feel his insides churn in distress. After abandoning his friends for his current lifestyle, he haven't met anyone rather interesting. No one bothers to talk to him, and his previous friends are too preoccupied with school clubs and other friends.Â
Okay, it hurts. Itâs nobody's fault but his own. Sehun released a dreary sigh before punching in the codes to the entrance. Better take a shower and go to sleepâŠ
He made it up the stairs and unlocked the door. Itâs considered a small officetel to some, and thankfully he doesnât have to deal with crooks stealing his stuff. Darkness swallowed Sehun whole, yet he felt emptier than ever before. He trekked through the living room and into the bathroom, took a hot shower, changed into his pajamas and returned to the tiny space for a kitchen. He then ate a small bowl of whole wheat cereal and slices of an apple. Oh, how he missed sugar cerealâŠ
Sehun walked to his bed and prepared to sleep when he found a box resting idly against his pillow. Huh? He doesn't recall a box. The teenager snatched it, opened the box and found an intricate metal watch inside. Hm, looks very nice. He pulled the watch out the box and inspected it. Tiny white paw marks trailed the edges of watch. In the center there was a symbolic white wolf with the hand formed as a silver paw. Behind the wolf was a full moon, and Sehun found it rather unusual for a watch, but nonetheless liked the design.Â
Looks cool. Sehun slipped his wrist between the hooks and grinned. Wondered who would give him this? It fits his wrists perfectlyâŠ
There was a small click, and then a flash of bright light.
Sehun winced when the light began to fade. Like, what the heck just happened? The teen shook his head, and noticed something rather⊠Different. Different in what way? Well, thereâs something floating in front of him.Â
. . .
⊠What the absolute fuc-
âExcuse me, but if youâre planning to swear, please reconsider it.â That thing said. Holy hell, did it just spoke? What the hell is this? Sehun immediately back away in horror. He blinked, and blinked again. Hell, he even rubbed his eyes to ensure he wasn't seeing things. However, that floating thing was still there! âWhat the hell are you?!â Fear drowned out his senses as he continued moving away from the thing. Hair stood above Sehunâs neck when the thing flew towards him.
âDonât hurt me!" Sehun covered himself in case the thing decided to possess him.Â
Nothing.Â
Sehun peeked to find the thing directly facing him. By its expression it seemed unamused, and its arms folded in a rather irritable fashion. âCut the hogwash. You are the new miraculous holder, and Iâm your guardian. The name is Apollo, by the way.â H-huh? Sehun looked at the thing in confusion. Wait. Thing isn't the correct word, but rather wolf.Â
Is he, Oh Sehun, listening to a floating bobbleheaded wolf? âI must be crazy.â He whispered.
âCrazy? Hm, perhaps. But this situation is nowhere near insane. I am very much real, and your conscious is simply denying my presence, but don't worry, itâll become accustomed very quickly.â âApolloâ said.Â
No, no, this not real⊠It can't be! âOh child, don't you know itâll only make the circumstances more difficult? Just accept things as they are.â
âI⊠ButâŠ- youâre not real!âÂ
Apollo tilted its (his?) head, âOh?â Its voice was deep for a tiny creature. âYou are responding to me, so this only proves my statement. This is reality now, and your brain can easily process the situation if you only accept it.â
âWhat the hell are you?â Sehun sneered at the creature. Grey fur covered its entire body, leaving silver tufts by the edge of his jagged ears. Bright topaz for eyes, Apollo gazed at him, âI am a kwami. Specifically speaking, I am a seven thousand year old god inhibiting the body of a Eurasian canis lupis. Or wolf, if that would be simpler for you.â
âWhy-â
âIâm assuming you're inquiring why I am here? Well, I honestly have no opinion. Fate destined us, and since Iâm your new guardian I must teach you the ways of being an efficient miraculous holder. I am the god of protection, mobility and wisdom. I am the Alpha and the Omega, and I will guide you for where you need to be.â
Sehun grew confused, âWhat?â He didnât understand any of this. A wolf god mention about destiny and guardian junk, none of it makes sense! âMiraculous holders are people inheriting a magical jewelry piece. We kwamis fuel the jewelry piece with our powers which gives the miraculous holders their own special abilities.â Abilities you say? A spark of interest captured Sehun. He didnât understand the process whatsoever, but having special powers brought out the inner fantasy child within him. âSo, if I accept you, then youâll train me to become a skilled superhero?â Just imagine not only being a professional dancer, but an attractive badass superhero fighting crime with girls wetting their underwear every damn second.
⊠Omit the underwear part.
âHm, exactly.â
âOkay, deal.â This is so⊠So freaking amazing. âSo, uh, what now?â He already accepted this errm, kwami wolf, so it does it mean he already have magical powers? âIf possible, may we properly discuss this over some tea?â
⊠Tea? âYou drink tea?â Sehun asked in bewilderment.
âOh yes, and I would gladly consume a bowl of tofu.â Tofu? When did a carnivorous mammal ever desire tea and tofu? âOkay⊠I don't have any tofu, but I do have tea. Is green tea fine?â
Apollo smiled, âPerfectly.â
And so, here Sehun sat at the table with a tiny wolf creature sipping away at some tea. âThis watch is considered a miraculous, right?â
âExactly. It represents the abilities of wolves, and might alter your own perception. You see, previous miraculous holders happened to release their inner âwolfâ when paired with me. Not only does your physical appearance change, but your mental state as well.â
Sehun narrowed his eyes in suspicion. âWhat do you by mental state?â He doesnât want to become a literal werewolf pissing and shitting all over people. Apollo held up a paw, âNo need to worry, itâs nothing of what you would perceive. Your regular human senses would be heightened by the third cubed. I suggest when transforming to practice managing the senses before anything else, afterwards I'll train how to conduct yourself when fighting.â
âDo I defeat bad guys?â
âWith this brewing evil I detect, you'll be battling more than akumas alone...â Apollo then lapped up some more green tea. Sehun had many questions to ask the kwami starting with these quote, âakumasâ. What where they exactly? âTo simplify your questions, an evil human decided to manipulate and abuse one of the kwamis. Keeping this in mind, the miraculous holder is abusing the butterfly kwami who can bestow any human being supernatural abilities. Since itâs manipulated into negative energy, these powered beings are titled akumas.â Akuma, huh? Sounds interesting to fight. âWhat powers do I get? Do I become awesome with badass weapons? Or like, I have psychic abilities and-â
âRelax yourself Sehun,âÂ
Wait.
How do this wolf know his name? He doesn't recall giving out personal information. âYes Sehun, when I awoke from my slumber I already knew my wielderâs name. Itâs the first step to creating an intimate bond.â
⊠Oh.Â
Sehun slumped in the chair. Thousands of thoughts attacked his mind relentlessly, and it begged the question. Why him? What does he have to offer? Looks? âWhy am I chosen? I mean, like, itâs not like I wanted to deliberately help people. Iâm not exactly superhero materialâŠâ More likely anti-hero because itâs sound way more cooler. Apollo looked at Sehun with a sarcastic, âare you serious?â Look. âI honestly have no conclusion. But youâre selected to become a miraculous wielder. Regardless, would you like to try out your abilities for testing?â
âHell yeah! " Sehun shouted, then he quickly resolved himself. âI mean, sure, Iâll try.â Guess he can miss a night of sleep for this. âYou have to state my name, then the term, âhowl shift,â and-â
âApollo, howl shift!â
âWait! Iâm not finished-!â Apollo couldnât complete his sentence for he was sucked into the watch.
After Amber took her shower she inspected the insect kwami again. It seemed like an persistant little pest that would follow her wherever she went, nagging on about being some holder and whatnot. It gets really irritating when the ladybug continues to talk while Amber's taking a shower. Talk about invading privacy much? But it didn't seem to faze the kwami in the slightest. "Can't you talk to me once I've calmed down?" To believe Amber had lost it when Tikki (if that's her name) insisted her to wear the earrings, and she continued to deny them. Eventually, Tikki sighed in discontent, "Goodness, for a miraculous holder you sure are stubborn!"
"So? I have the right to deny jewelry as much as I please. Besides, it wouldn't fit with anything I wear." Amber may not be a fashionable person, but at least she's familiar with color. Tikki pouted, "Amber, this is serious! This isn't about fashion. There's evil lurking deep in this world that I sense. I sense that someone with evil intentions is using our powers to destroy not only your city, but rule the entirety of this world!" She exclaimed.
"... You're not joking, are you?" Amber should've figured by now that talking to a floating kwami she already lost her sanity. At this point, why bother denying anything else? The teenager sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll wear them, but only around nighttime, got it?"
"Well, you actually have to wear them all times, but this is an improvement." Tikki smiled. Amber on the other hand simply rolled her eyes in annoyance. "So, uh, what powers do I get?" The teen didn't exactly believe the whole "superpower" thing, but maybe she'll look cool within the process.
"I'm so glad you asked!" Tikki explained, "Every Ladybug gets a specialized yo-yo that can be manipulated into any weapon possible. It's your ultimate offense level! Then, you can purify evil at any time..." Wait, so all she gets is a stupid yo-yo? How lame. Suddenly, the thought of becoming a superhero didn't seem as appealing than before. Well, if she's going to deal with evil or whatever, better get used to talking bugs and looking like a polka dotted weirdo. Or maybe this is a really long dream, and then she'll wake up, get ready to train and practice.
Yeah.
"So Tikki, do I get to beat up criminals? Or is there some evil bad guy that I need to find?"
"Were you even listening?"Â
Uh, no? "About villains...? I blanked out on that part." Tikki released a sigh, "Okay Amber," she began, "Being a superhero means carrying full time responsibilities of one. You must fight supernatural crime while hiding your identity. It won't be easy, but I believe that you can do it. If it makes you feel at ease I'll hide here until nightfall. That way you can process everything, and then experience being a Ladybug during the night." Everything is already surreal, and maybe she's looking at this at a comedic approach than serious. The tomboy shoved her hands into her pockets and release a light hearted sigh, "Tikki, chill, I'll commit to the test trial tonight. If it's awesome then I'll go with the flow. In the meantime, I gotta hang with my bros... Just um, don't make yourself visible." Oddly, she felt somewhat guilty for leaving the kwami.
Also, she didn't have anyone to hang with, either.
Amber returned home after six o'clock. She spent her hours at the arcade playing video games and Dance Dance Revolution until she gotten sweaty and exhausted. Went to the milk tea shop and bought a boba smoothie, then the music store to listen to some jams. Unfortunately, Jimin got no jams in his lines. Going home was rather a lonely experience to be frank. It's not fun being excluded because of difference, and it sucks when nobody cares for sports. Oh well...Â
Took a quick shower, then went to sleep without any thoughts of kwamis and jewelry and powers, all that type of junk.Â
Amber slowly opened her eyes and released a soft yawn. She glanced at the electric clock beside her and realized it was around 11:30ish. Huh, didn't realize she'd wake up this late. "What a weird dream..." Haha, think it was something silly about being a superhero and whatnot. How weird! Figured sleeping would do the trick.
The girl slid off the bed before trekking past the other bedrooms. Sulli and Victoria share bunk beds, but at least they have more bedroom space. And besides, manager Lee-oppa has a wider room compare to all of them! Ugh, totally not the right mood to think sour. Amber sighed as she flicked the light switch on...
... Only to find a floating bobbleheaded ladybug hovering in front of her.
"Eeep!" Amber would've nearly screeched if it wasn't for the bug hushing her. Holy shit, this is definitely real! "Well, have you finally decided?" Amber couldn't get the chance to speak with Tikki moving closer. Two red wings foward, three human feet backwards. "D-d-decided what?" Okay, so sleep didn't cure away this bug, and apparently self denial isn't working either. Tikki folded her arms with a frown, "That's not going to work. Come on! It won't be bad, all you have to do is believe!"
"Shh!" Amber nearly peed herself from Tikki's incredibly high pitched voice. It's too cute for liking! "Ugh, okay, fine. Let me go relieve myself, and I'll... wear the earrings." Amber mumbled at the very end.
"Yay!"
After taking a quick piss, Amber snuck back quietly into her room and grabbed the tiny jewelry box hidden beneath the pillow. She wasn't sure if she was insane or not, but if so, she concluded writing a letter to her family back in the States explaining the situation. But then again, telling your family about the horrible diet restrictions, rigorous exercises, homesickness and possible sanity defects that includes witnessing talking bugs isn't going to help anything. It won't reach the goal of being the best! And Amber cannot give up now. She opened the box, and with great reluctancy took the polka dotted earrings out of the cushion and slowly placed them in each ear. After pinning the edges with nicklebacks, Amber silently ( but diligently ) returned to the bathroom. At the moment her large black t-shirt and gray shorts conflicted horribly with the red earrings. In fact, her short rowdy black hair covers the earrings, "Tikki, like, I look freaking stupid. There's nothing attractive about this, at all." Her face doesn't match, her body outline... Like, nothing, nada, not fitting with these red sores for earrings.
"Relax Amber," Tikki sat herself on Amber's narrow shoulder. "Just because you're not naturally feminine doesn't make you beautiful. This is the first step in appreciating beauty as it is."
"Why can't you give Krystal these earrings? I mean, I don't even fit superhero material." To be brutually honest, Amber always concluded nobody would ever find her beautiful. Hero, no hero, or just being herself, everyone thought she's an average ugly girl. "Because Krystal wasn't assigned for the job, Amber. You are. But you have to try... Do you have anywhere to leave the building?" Huh? Weren't they just talking about beauty? Amber blinked. "Uh, yeah. I have a window which leads to a fire escape. It's in my manager's room, though. Then I have the main exit, but my manager is strict aboout us going out at night."
"You're manager is out the dorm. He won't be back until one thirty." Amber immediately grew confused. What does Tikki mean by that? Amber opened her mouth, but nothing seemed to fall out. "Okay. So, fire escape?"
"Yes."
. . .
Amber knew the moment she entered manager oppa's room, escaped through the window amd carefully lowering herself down a fifteen foot apartment she's truly lost it. Oh yes, this screams DEEZ NUTZ! On an infinite level. At least on the back section of the dorm, or else everyone would witness her stupidity. The tomboy plopped to the ground with ease, and she glared at the little red kwami bug.
"Okay, now what?" It's probably already 12:00 o'clock midnight. "Now say, "Spots on!" And I'll be sucked into the earrings and bestow you Ladybug powers!" Tikki seemed to be excited about this. Amber on the hand just wanted to hide back in her dorm. Talk about absolute embarrassment...
"Fine. Tikki, spots on!" Tikki flew towards Amber in a red blur before a bright flash filled Amber's vision.Â
Red flourished around her limbs, and her nimble fingers brushed across her cheerful eyes and felt fresh energy renewing her body. Peace! Amber blinked when she found herself making the peace sign. Like, what?
Wait.Â
WAIT. This didn't just happen, did it?! Amber could feel tight spandex covering her entire frame. Red, black and specks of silver polka dots decorated her body. Heck, even her hands are encased in red spandex! The girl immediately touched her face. A mask?! Holy shit, this is surreal!
Chapter I: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU AND WHY DO YOU EXIST!?
Sweat dribbled down Amberâs face as she continued to follow the dance routine. Their dance practice started since five in the morning with stretches and warm ups. Now nine o'clock everyone's falling into automatic position, âOkay, from the beginning again!â The dance instructor ordered as everyone returned to their places. The tomboy wiped the sweat onto her shorts as she formed a pose, waiting for the music to start.
This is her life now. In Korea, a foreign country, trying to live what seems to be a foreign dream. After getting accepted as a new SM Entertainment rookie, Amber moved to Korea without any knowledge of the language, culture, and well, everything. The music blared from the CD player and Amber started the moves swiftly and smooth. Sheâs rather limited in language, but sheâs slowly learning. The dance moves are slowly coming together, too. At first it was hard, but after what seems the hundredth time sheâs understanding flexibility.
After the dance routine the instructor decided to wrap it up for today and sent everyone on their way. Amber sighed as she stretched, feeling rather sore from such elegant and stringent dance moves. âSo what do you want to do now?â Amber tried to speak in Korean, but everything came out rather choppy and confusing.
âHuh?â Sulli and Jessica tried to understand, but after the second failed attempt Krystal translated it for them. âOh.â Sulli suggested to return to the dorms and prepare for the day which everyone agreed to. All the girls left the studio with Amber falling behind feeling somewhat discouraged. It hasnât been easy for her for the past five months. Struggling with the language is obvious, and then trying to understand a culture that isnât exactly accepting of difference, well, it sucks. But still, sheâll get over it and reach her goal, thatâs all it matters.
Taking out a pair of earphones Amber placed them inside her ears and tossed a piece of bubblegum inside her mouth. She can hear the conversations between Sulli, Jessica and Krystal- only in bits and pieces, most of the words she haven't learned yet besides basic greetings. She havenât spoken to anyone besides her family and friends back in the States, and most of the time it isn't often. Homesickness was also a pain in the ass, and then dealing with a restrictive diet, a group of girls that may or may not like you andâŠÂ
Amber sighed. She wasnât exactly a person to become easily depressed, but this is a new experience that's really wearing down her spirit-
Without realizing it Amber accidentally bumped- or rather knocked over an old man! âOh gosh! Iâm so sorry, sir!â She immediately went to help the man to his knees. âF-forgive me!â She didnât mean to intentionally hurt someone! Oh great, what if sheâs a bumbling klutz now?! The man however, simply laughed at the situation as he grabbed his cane. âDonât worry child, I am just too old.â Her head hung in embarrassment as he fully stood.
âNo! Itâs my fault. I-if only I knew where I was going! Maybe I shouldn't be hereâŠâ Amber mumbled. What's the use? Nobody seems to find her interesting. What if these months werenât worth the investment? âDonât feel sad child. Your hard work will not be in vain.â The old man grabbed her hands with a firm grip and replied in perfect English.Â
âYou can speak English?â
âI can speak many things, child. Hm, everyone has a purpose in their lives, yes? If you were given the opportunity to specialize in your difference, what would you do with it?â
âUmâŠâ Amber never thought of it. âMaybe make a difference in others. That we donât have to look like everyone else in order to be accepted. I just want to be me, and feel happy in my own style and presence.â The old man simply nodded with a smile, âI understand.â He replied.
âAmber! Arenât you coming?â Amber heard Sulli yell and the tomboy winced, âSorry sir, donât mean to waste your time or be rude, but I gotta return home now.â Hah, some âhomeâwhere the rooms are so tiny and then having to share one bathroomâŠ
âI see. Take care child, Iâm sure youâll have confidence in your own self eventually.â
Amber jogged towards her teammates in a rush. âSorry, I had to help an elderly man.â They continued their stride to their apartment and everyone, and I mean everyone had to wait while Victoria unnie took her extremely long showers. While waiting, Amber went inside her room trying to preoccupy herself for the time being. Majority of the times itâs self reflection or playing some sort of video game, other times it writing music or imagining being the girl everyone can accept as herself. On the weekends sheâll play some basketball with a few male rookies like herself, but they often tease her. Itâs currently in the middle of self reflection while writing music, and most of the times her insecurities help within the lyrics.
Amber sat on the edge of her bed and looked at the ceiling in boredom. Five months worth of sweat, scraped knees, hunger pains and feeling more alone than ever. Itâll get better soon. Iâm sure. But sometimes it can be so hard and stressful, you know? Never having the opportunity to talk to your family or friends, left to fend for yourself in the midst of wolvesâŠ- okay, not everyone is a wolf, but most of the bullies are. Amber scowled in distaste, then noticed something a little different in her room, well, shared room with Krystal. Usually her bed would crinkly with a standard cover and pillow, a game portable and maybe papers scattered on the edge, but when did she get a tiny box? Amber blinked in confusion as she snatched the box laying idly against her pillow. It seemed like a little ring box, and when she opened the box Amber couldn't help but to frown.Â
Earrings? SeriouslyâŠ
Yuck. And theyâre polka dotted earring at that. Yes, Amber understands she needs to be a little feminine but they donât have to force her! Well, whatever, sheâll just give them Krystal- what the? A bright spark exploded in Amberâs space, knocking the girl onto the floor as she blinked owlishly. What the heck was that? Some prank? Ugh, totally not funny.
âHi Amber!â Wait, whoâs calling her name? Amber looked around but saw no one in the room. âHello? Up here!â Amber immediately followed and noticed there was a⊠AâŠ
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âHi!â
Oh my god what the heck is that thing?! âAhh!âAmber let out a high pitch scream as she scrambled away from that. âNo, no! Itâs okay-â
âGet away from me, you bug!â Amber screamed as she tossed her Nintendo DS at the floating, big headed and creepy as hell bug. The bug dodged the DS with ease and sighed, âAmber, I understand that youâre frightened.â
âHow did you know my name?!â Amberâs knees trembled as she stood from her fatal position. âYou're a bug! Oh my god, I must be dreaming! This can't be real at all⊠Oh god!âAmber grabbed her notebook and tossed it at the red flying creature. âGo away!â
âAmber, wait!â Its voice was high pitched and feminine, so Amber gathered the thing had a gender, supposedly a girl. And it speaks English, too? âif you just listen to me then I can explain! Eep!âThe red flying bug squeaked when Amber grabbed a glass cup and swallowed the bug whole, keeping the cup firm onto the ground as Amber laid on her knees. Amber looked at the thing for a while with wide eyes as she tried to compute whatever this thing was. The bug however, was somewhat annoyed. âOkay,â it said, âFine, we can talk this way if it makes you feel better.â
â⊠Oh my freaking god. Youâre a big eyed bug.â Amber murmured. What is this thing? This must be a joke, or⊠Dunno, some active toy? âI am a kwami, thank you very much.â The insect thing scoffed. âAnd I came to tell you that youâre the chosen one!âShe then exclaimed in glee.Â
â⊠T-t-the what?â Wait, waitâŠ
Chosen one? Thereâs nothing to be chosen. âHang on, the others gotta see thisâŠâ Amber needed to show them this talking insect. Maybe then they can analyze the talking bug and-  âno! You mustn't do that. Nobody must know about me.â
âW-why?â Why is she even talking to this ladybug? Now realizing it, Amber noticed the big black spots on her red skin. âBecause Iâm only allowed for you to see!â The kwami responded with a smile. Then, there was a sudden knock on the door. âAmber? Are you okay?â Krystal opened the door- and before Amber knew it the red kwami zapped through the glass cup and dove underneath the pillow. What the-?Â
âAmber?â The tomboy looked up to find Krystal gazing at her in bewilderment. âWhat are you doing on the floor?â
âOh, t-that's okay. Iâll just hang out on my own today. Iâll see what the guys have in store, you know, basketball and all.â Amber laughed nervously as she stood from her position. Krystal didnât think anything of it, shrugged and grabbed her purse before leaving the room.Â
Amber sighed in relief.Â
âBy the way, my name is Tikki.â The little flying bug hovered in front of Amber with a smile. âIâm a little god referred to as a "kwami,"Â got it? thatâs been around for thousands of years. I came to tell that once you opened the box, I became your new guardian and you are the new miraculous holder!â Amber stared blankly, trying to make sense of the situation that seemed to be crashing down her mental state so suddenly. How the heck did a casual day of morning practice leads to this? And did this thing- okay, kwami, say guardian? âOkay, look, I have no idea what's going on but Iâm definitely not whatever the holder you said. Youâre not my guardian, and Iâd just appreciate if you returned back inside the box.â
The kwami, Tikki, simply frowned. âAmber,â she whined, âItâs not that simple. I can't "return" back into the earrings. Once a kwami selects their owner then the kwami will persist until the owner accepts.â
âYouâre going to harass me?â The tomboy scowled at the little kwami. Tikki winced, âI wouldnât say harassment exactly, but influence the miraculous holders reasons why accepting us is important. We don't pick random people! Okay, well, maybe PlaggâŠâ
âWho?â
âNothing. The point is that I can feel greatness within you! You have potential to become someone amazing, talented and be the beautiful ladybug that you are.â Honestly, Amber felt her heart being touched by such kinds words, but it doesnât change the fact that none of this makes sense. Besides, too many questions are popping up inside her head and it makes her wonder if sheâs hallucinating from the diet restrictions. âIâm just an average person. I mean, almost everyone thinks of me as a guy, bullies my style and nobody can accept me for me.â
âI already accepted you, Amber! For a miraculous holder, you're the first one thatâs really standing out from the previous holders.â
âWait, there's been previous people?â
âOh course. Howâd you think humanity manage to maintain itself without us? Without the heroes of justice, humanity would have been disintegrated.â
âHeroesâŠ?â This is becoming way too confusing. Seeing Amberâs expression, the little ladybug landed on top of her head and ruffled within the strands of black hair. âIâll tell you everything you know. But first you need to take a shower! You don't smell very pleasant.â The kwami fanned the air as she cringed.
âShould've gotten me after I took my shower.â
âWell, I wasn't the one who opened the box. Also, that brings up a good point! You need to wear the earrings.â
âExcuse me? Like, haha! Hell no. I barely wear earrings, and even if I did it would be an eyesore to my outfits, no offense.â Amber tried to imagine wearing her common dark greys and black t-shits, dark blue snapbacks and black shorts, and then tiny red polka dotted earrings as an accessory. Yeah, like, it wonât ever match.
âAmberâŠâ Tikki whined, âYou have to wear the earrings! Itâs the only way to become the new hero.â
âExactly! And the only way for you to become the new Ladybug is wear the earrings. You have to have them on at all times, and you must say my name, then âspots on!â Before Iâm sucked into the earrings and give you powers!â ⊠Honestly, if the situation wasnât abrupt, unsettling and confusing as heck Amber would have easily followed through, but at the moment sheâs still WTFing right now.
Are u alive??? Iâm super fan of miraculous ladybug and kpop, bts are my favs, and if u still posting may I request 14 and 40 with Jungkook and their s/o, and if itâs really angsty better, pretty please, I think itâs enough??
Hey!
Well, to be honest, I did pretty much die within an eternal hiatus abyss as my posts dissolves into nothing⊠>_>; it didnât get much traction and I figured no one really liked it, so I gave up. Itâs been a minute since Iâve been on my blog, but seeing your post made me really happy! °Ëâ§â(â°âżâ°)ââ§Ë° so, thanks so much for posting! Iâll get right to it!