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Miraculous Paradise - Chapter 12 - Armageddon

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Amelie’s eyes fluttered open. She groaned and raised her hand to her forehead, then gasped. She panicked at her skin that was a rich royal blue. A rustling came behind her as massive green cloth feathers lifted and fanned behind her. She looked past the tail at a pair of beautiful pink, purple, orange, and yellow fairy wings. She gasped seeing Emilie lift her head now with golden skin and beach blond hair that fell around her.

“Sister? Look at you!” Amelie exclaimed.

Emilie shook her head as she focused. She staggered to her feet to reveal she was only covered by a flowy orange, pink, and purple butterfly-themed sash. Amelie gasped and looked away.

“Sister, some modesty!”

Emilie looked at herself, then at Amelie. She snorted seeing Amelie’s belly dancer garb with golden chains that dangled from the clothes.

“Speak for yourself, sis,” Emilie remarked.

Amelie furrowed her brow, then looked at herself. She chuckled nervously as she stood.

“Well, I suppose I’m not much better, am I? Two peas in a pod we are.”

Emilie smiled. “Right, though you were always far more modest than me.”

“Look, go around flash your bits if you want, but leave a little something to imagination. Am I right? I know I’m not wrong.”

Emilie giggled, then turned to the window. “It’s time. Are you ready?”

“Wait. Am I going out? But it’s freezing out there and do you see what I’m wearing?”

“I do, but do you feel a chill now?”

Amelie considered. “No. No, I don’t. Is that right? Shouldn’t I be freezing by now?”

“I don’t think normal rules apply while we’re like this.”

Amelie hummed. “I suppose not. Speaking of, what should we call ourselves?”

“Huh?”

“Well, we can’t exactly call each other by our given names. Unless we want unnecessary attention in our normal lives. So, perhaps we should have aliases?”

Emilie considered. “Good point. Call me… Echidna.”

Amelie cooed. “Oh, mother of monsters? I like it. I think I’ll be… Erinona.”

“Very well, Erinona. Are you ready to begin?”

“Sure am. What’s the plan? How do we begin?”

Echidna considered. “We start with a message. I can create pseudo angels to accompany you to the heart of the city. By that point, we should have the attention of the people and news so you can deliver our message.”

“Oh! What if you created them at different points in the city? Get more attention that way and have them all converge on one location.”

“And you say your bad at these things.”

“What? I’m better in the moment. Everything just comes to me. If I’m left to think, my brain just goes blank.”

Echidna smiled. “Right. Then I hope you’re ready. You’ll need that quick wit starting now.”

Felix rose and shook his head. He looked at his hand covered in a long black glove. He rushed to the bathroom, turned on the light, and examined himself in the mirror. His clothes had been transformed into a sleeveless, open black tailcoat with the inside lined with gold fabric complete with cat tail, black eye mask, shirt, pants, and thigh-high boots. His long hair was undone and rested in the upturned collar of his coat with a pair of cat ears atop his head. He sneered at the massive bell at the base of his neck, then marveled at his golden cat-like eyes.

Felix whistled. “Not bad. Not bad at all.”

Felix admired himself a moment longer when a flash lit up his room. He ran to the window and peered outside. His eyes widened when he saw an angel hovering above the wall. He ducked down and considered how to proceed when new information formed in his head. The word “Cataclysm” floated about with images of utter destruction.

Felix turned back to the window and saw the angel was still there. He opened the window and snuck up on the creature.

“Cataclysm!” Felix roared.

The angel turned as Felix clawed it. Its body turned black and broke apart into ash.

Felix grinned, but it faded when he saw more angels fly by overhead. He furrowed his brow and followed them.

Marinette’s eyes blinked as she returned to the living room. She glanced down at her outfit. She now wore a pink leotard with three black stripes running down it, a pink superhero eye mask, black gloves and high-heel boots, and white stockings and gloves under the black ones. Her short hair had grown out and was tied back in wild low pigtails. A long, sheer vest cape draped off her shoulders to her knees. She winced seeing the scars on her legs and shoulders exposed, covered only by a sheer pink fabric.

Marinette reached for a blanket when a bright light lit up behind the curtains. She cautiously approached and peeked outside. Her jaw dropped when she saw an angel manifest out of thin air. She quickly closed the curtain and backpaddled. Panic gripped her as she collided with Alya, who let out a loud whine like a dog.

Alya gasped and covered her mouth. “Did I make that noise?”

Marinette shook herself off and faced Alya. She paused seeing Alya in a light gray crop top, black jacket, gray two-tone gloves, pants, and high-heel wedge boots. Alya’s hair was pulled back into a magnificent gray speckled mane with black ends. Fluffy wolf ears and a tail twitched and moved.

Marinette grinned as her eyes sparkled. She ran a hand along Alya’s tail and clapped. She messed with Alya’s tail until Alya moved it away. Alya ran her own hand through the tail and was surprised to feel how soft and fluffy it was.

“It’s like it’s real,” Alya said.

Marinette nodded.

Ondine and Mylene woke up and looked around. Ondine stood now dressed in a black feathered leotard, gloves, and boots with black tights and her red hair now black. Mylene wore a blue and black corset, blue jeans, short black platform boots with a blue ribbon, and long black fingerless gloves with a blue ribbon tied at the end. The different colored streaks in her blonde hair now a mix of blue and black accompanied by a long pair of lop rabbit ears. The girls looked at Marinette and squealed.

“Look at you, Mari! You’re adorable!” Mylene cooed.

“For real. You look incredible. Just like a superhero from those movies and comics,” Ondine added.

Marinette blushed and waved a hand dismissingly.

“Really, you do, girl. You look absolutely gorgeous,” Alya complimented.

Marinette’s face flushed red as she looked away sheepishly. The girls showered her with more compliments when a bright light passed by the window. Marinette panicked and frantically pointed to the window. The girls looked out as an angel flew by. They all freaked out and ducked down.

“Was that an angel? Like, an actual angel?” Mylene asked.

“It sure looked like one. At least, what we’re told angels look like,” Ondine remarked.

“Do you think it’s the holders of Paradise?” Mylene questioned.

“I do. Seems like the perfect start to riling up the people,” Alya pointed out.

“Then let’s go see our enemy,” Ondine declared.

“Hold up. We need different names. We can’t call each other by our real names,” Alya said.

“Right. Well, what do we call ourselves?” Ondine asked.

Alya hummed. “Well, I know my power is tracking, so call me Huntress.”

“Oh, that’s smart, but I don’t think there’s anything good to use with my power. How about… Luna. Rabbits are sometimes said to be from the moon after all, in some legends at least,” Mylene said.

Ondine looked away sheepishly. “Why not call me Odette?”

Luna gasped. “Like from the ballet? Oh, that’s beautiful!”

“Isn’t Odette the white swan?” Huntress asked.

“Does that really matter? Besides, it’s my favorite ballet.”

“Awe!” Luna and Huntress cooed.

Odette blushed. “Shut up. Anyway, what do we call Marinette?”

The girls looked at Marinette and brainstormed.

“Maybe Ladybug?” Odette suggested.

Marinette curled her lip.

“Too simple. She needs something more,” Huntress pointed out.

“Oh! What about Hope?” Luna suggested.

Marinette tilted her head.

“Hope?” Huntress asked.

“Yeah! Think about it, pink has always been Marinette’s color. There’s also what pink stands for. Sure, it’s often seen as a soft and gentle color, but it also means hope,” Luna explained.

“I think it’s perfect. Marinette has her soft side, but what’s more, she’s a living symbol of hope too,” Odette pointed out.

“Sure enough. Being the only survivor of a severe collision and still standing strong after it, that takes something special. Something that a lot of people don’t have,” Huntress added.

Marinette considered and nodded.

“Alright, Hope it is. We ready, girls?” Huntress asked.

Hope looked back and pointed towards Bridgette’s room.

“Maybe it might be best if we leave her here. She did have a rough day,” Huntress explained.

Hope looked dejected.

“Hey, it’s all good, girl. She’ll be here where she’s safe and you’ll get to be heroes together another day when Bridgette is in better spirits. Sound good?”

Hope pouted but nodded.

“Alright, girls, let’s go. Time to show our villains who they’re messing with!”

Gabriel and Adrien sat on the couch as they watched a movie. Gabriel took glances at Adrien to check on him. He felt silly always worrying given how well Adrien had been through the day, but he still worried. Not like Emilie though. He feared the coming year and how she’d be. He knew Adrien was everything to her, to them, but especially her. This news and time limit would destroy her, he just knew it.

“Dad, look!” Adrien yelled.

Gabriel snapped out of his thoughts. He looked around to see Adrien pointing at the TV. He turned to the screen to see the movie was interrupted by a news broadcast. It showed clips of angels flying through the city near Point Zero outside of Notre Dame Cathedral. A large crowd had gathered with countless reporters as they all recorded the angels that collected above.

“What’s going on?” Adrien asked.

“I’m not sure. I wasn’t aware of any shows or such going on tonight. Especially at Notre Dame.”

They watched as the crowd and reporters’ attention was stolen by a gentle, but loud bird call. Everyone looked around in a panic as the area distorted in and out of a beautiful garden-like paradise. The overhead news cameras spotted a blue woman with a long peacock tail cape atop the cathedral. Everyone took notice and turned to the lady. The live news feed switched between perspectives in an attempt to get a better visual of the mysterious woman.

“People of Paris, nay, the world, hear me. I come to you all as a messenger of our Lord, the Almighty Father who reigns in Heaven above. The time has come for Paradise!”

The crowd was stunned silent as were the news cast reporting on this.

“Paradise? What does she mean?” Adrien asked.

Gabriel hesitated. “Well, some people believe that the world will return to paradise, but only after a long, gruesome battle between the son of the Lord and the antithesis of him. Those who survive are permitted to live in the newfound paradise.”

Fear clouded Adrien’s eyes as he turned back to the screen. Gabriel grimaced and looked back too.

“Fear clouds your hearts and minds, but you need not despair. If you wish to bear witness to the sanctity of Paradise, you must give yourself over to Him. Repent for your sins and cast away all vices for the coming year. For when the upcoming year has expired, Paradise will begin and those who are unclean will pave the foundation and be the roots in which Paradise grows. Save yourselves now and give yourselves over to the Glamor of Paradise!”

Bright light emitted from Erinona. The crowd yelled as the night was lit up like a firework show. The light vanished and silence filled the air. Everyone gawked at Notre Dame as it stood in a crumbled glorified ruin overgrown by nature. It was a beautiful, heartbreaking sight to behold.

Erinona jumped and floated down to the entrance. “Paradise awaits inside. Give yourselves to it and assist in freeing the world of sin. Only then will you witness the exclusive Paradise of our Lord.”

The crowd remained in place a moment longer before a large chunk broke off and ran for the cathedral entrance. Erinona smiled when screams sounded behind her. She heel-turned to see purple and black flames had erupted from the entrance. She ran ahead of the crowd, summoned a pair of fans, and faced the flames. High-pitched laughter mixed with barking filled the area. The flames leapt higher and morphed into a gigantic nine-tailed fox monster with the fur of a starless night.

“Did I hear ‘Paradise’?” the fox asked in a gnarly, chilling voice.

Erinona pointed a fan at the fox. “Begone, foul creature. This is sacred ground, no place for the likes of you.”

“A place as cursed as this? Where you preach the damnation of Paradise? Here I thought I would feel right at home.”

“Hold your tongue, beast! Paradise is our salvation and it’s creatures like you that will steal it away from us.”

The fox grinned. It shrieked that made an unearthly noise as it grew and crashed through the ruined cathedral. The fox monster broke apart into a pool of shadows at the busted entrance. Erinona grabbed as many people as she could from the falling debris, but many were out of her reach. She yelled out when a pink yo-yo flew in and emitted a bright light. A large net formed from the light that caught the debris. She rushed people out from under the net when she saw Hope land. All cameras turned to Hope as she stood tall and her head high.

Adrien’s eyes lit up. “Did you see that, Dad? The ladybug girl saved everyone!”

Gabriel gave an uneasy smile and nod, then looked back at the TV.

Erinona approached Hope as a man landed atop the cathedral. Hope grimaced and Erinona looked at the man.

“Starting the party without me? I’m a little insulted. Everyone knows you wait for the gentleman to join,” the man said.

Erinona’s face twisted in confusion. “Who are you, kitten?”

“I go by many names. Cat Noir is preferable, but I won’t mind Cataclysm!”

Cat Noir thrust his arm in the air. A massive orb of black energy grew and fell into the cathedral. Everyone shielded their eyes from the dust and debris blown everywhere from the destruction.

Erinona gasped in horror at the utter destruction of the cathedral and Cat Noir who stood proud amongst the ashes. He started towards her when a small fox woman with nine tails emerged from the shadows. The woman cuddled up to him. He sneered but quickly masked his annoyance.

Cat Noir held out his staff, pointing it at Erinona. “You preach salvation, but you actually preach damnation. Let the sheep fall at your feet, but we won’t be so easily swayed. We will see Paradise destroyed.”

“Then you will face your own destruction,” Echidna’s voice echoed.

Everyone shouted and pointed above the area. Echidna hovered over the demolition site. Everyone gawked at Echidna save for Cat Noir, who looked away and shielded his eyes.

Gabriel’s heart dropped and blood ran cold seeing Echidna. So many features were different, but that face, that was Emilie. What was she doing? What was she planning? How far gone was she?

Echidna snapped her fingers. The angels that filled the air transformed into six-winged warrior angels. The crowd marveled while Cat Noir grimaced. The fox woman vanished, leaving him all alone.

“Your partner is smart to abandon you, heathen. Now you may serve as a warning to all who wish to prevent the Lord’s will,” Echidna remarked.

Echidna snapped her fingers and pointed to Cat Noir. The angels dove down as black smoke burst and engulfed the entire area. The crowd yelled as they were all plunged into pitch black smoke. Echidna snapped her fingers again and transformed the smoke into an ethereal thin mist. She sneered seeing that Cat Noir had fled and Hope was gone.

“Echidna, I beseech you, assist me in restoring the sanctuary the heathens had destroyed. Let us give the people their sanctuary back.”

Echidna landed beside Erinona and took her hand. “Together we will restore what those demons destroyed and give the people their salvation.”

“For the Glamor of Paradise!” Erinona declared.

“Mold into Paradise!” Echidna yelled.

Light burst and filled the area. It died away after a few minutes to reveal a rebuilt cathedral overran with the most beautiful flowers, trees, and other foliage decorated the interior and exterior. The cameras panned over the building as the angels landed and turned to stone statues as they stood guard. The cameras shifted from the building to Echidna as she faced the crowd.

“Rejoice, mortals. Salvation is at hand. Pass through the doors and offer yourselves up. You will emerge reborn in the Lord’s light, blessed with the mark of Paradise. Those with this mark will be saved from the onslaught as demons rise to purge the world to make way for Paradise. Save yourselves now.”

The crowd stood in stunned silence before the majority ran into the cathedral. Echidna and Erinona bowed to the cameras before they vanished inside. Gabriel grimaced and shut off the TV.

“Dad?”

“Let’s not worry about this, Adrien. I… I think it’s time for bed.”

“Is everything ok?”

Gabriel sighed. “No, it’s not. I’m worried. This is… troublesome.”

“What do we do?”

“I’m going to make some calls. You try to relax. In the meantime, we hope that little ladybug girl can stop this war of magical zealots.”

“You don’t think she’s alone, do you?”

“I’m not sure. I can only hope she isn’t, but she may very well be.”

Adrien looked away in thought. His eyes caught the bracelet as he remembered Sass’s words. “Right. I’ll head upstairs. I’ll call if I need you?”

Gabriel smiled and hugged Adrien. “I’m sorry. This is… far from what I expected.”

Adrien returned the hug. “Me too. Sleep well, Dad.”

“You too, son.”

So are Erinona's "tail feathers" one solid cape, or are they each large ribbons that she can mentally control?

Short answer, solid cape.

Fun answer:

Erinona's design was inspired by this piece of clothing

she originally was going to have more of an ensemble that match Emilie's Echidna, but some changes were made in the design process. This includes the cape.

So, I raised the cape tail to display it in the design, but normally her cape lays flat along the ground like this

(found both these images on Pinterest)

Much like a peacock when threatened or intimidating (or mating) her tail cape will lift and fan similarly as shown in the drawing. So, to an extent, she can control if it's laid flat or fanned out

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