Evie entered the house dreading what was about to happen. She had totally missed her chauffeur and had to walk two hours to get back to the seventh arrondissement because Marinette and Chloe got her lost. Her phone was nearly out of battery now too.

She tried to be discreet about her entrance, but of course, Mother was all over her in moments.

“Evie! Gold, are you alright?” Lilith asked frantically, squishing Evie’s cheeks and examining them from left to right. “When Hugo came back without you, I almost strangled him! I thought something horrible happened to you! Never scare me like that again.” her mother sighed.

“I’m fine, see, mom?" Evie stated, pushing her mother’s hands away.

“Fine. but go to your room. Mostly for worrying me.” her mother said with crossed arms. Evie just shrugged and began her ascent up the spiraling marble staircase.

“You know, Lilith is just worried about you,” Luppe commented.

Evie halted and glared at the small wolf momentarily before shrugging and continuing to go up the stairs once again. “Yeah, but sometimes she worries about me too much. That’s when it gets annoying.”

“Well, that was one of the reasons Lilith was a better wolf miraculous than you,” Luppe growled snarkily.

Evie flinched slightly on the side of her face luppe didn’t have a good vantage of. “Yea, yea. My mother was ‘the most perfect holder ever.’ sorry to break it to you, but since she renounced you, you're stuck with me now. So I guess you better get used to being handled by a bad holder.” Evie snapped, losing her temper slightly.

Luppe growled. “You think you’re a bad holder? You’re just plain bad. You can’t even handle a simple task like getting home on time. How do you think you’ll be able to handle fighting crime?”

Evie rolled her eyes and walked the rest of the way to the third floor, making sure to keep her anger in check this time.

But in the back of her mind, a dark voice said, “Akumatize his heart, and unleash his rage.”

~~~

Evie lay on her bed as her dark green eyes scanned her phone. Her medium-length dirty blonde hair was out of its bun now, because laying down with that was really uncomfortable.

In fact, she zoned out so hard playing Candy Crush that she almost totally missed it when something dark passed in front of one of the windows of her loft.

She looked up quickly and locked eyes with an owl girl, who just as quickly swung away.

Without thinking much of it, Evie continued her game but then blinked. Wait. An owl girl?

She quickly jumped to her feet, confused.

“Luppe, did an owl superhero pass in front of my window, or am I hallucinating?” Evie asked the wolf, who was currently in animal form lying splayed out on a desk.

Said wolf flicked her ear in annoyance, but then dissolved into a silver light, reappearing next to Evie in kwami form.

“Well, I don’t know. Since this is you we’re talking about, it was probably just a bird slamming into your window.” Luppe said snarkily.

“It could also be Esprit’s holder. She was lost like me during the dark ages.” Luppe yawned.

"Who's Esprit?"Evie asked.

Luppe materialized back into wolf form, lying down on the ground.

"Me and Esprit are two of the four values of the moon." The wolf explained. "Truth, Lies, Fortune, and Wisdom. Three of the four values were lost, leaving only lies behind. Nobody knows where we went, or our miraculous box. But that’s not important now.”

“What’s important is earlier I sensed four miraculous awaken,” Luppe said casually, closing her orange eyes with round pupils.

Evie blinked and looked at her kwami incredulously. “Why are you just telling me this NOW?”

“You didn’t ask,” Luppe responded, opening one eye to glare at Evie. “By the way, the butterfly miraculous in specific is active again, so look out.”

“Do you really, really think now is the time for your attitude, Luppe? If there are miraculous holders out there who want to use their powers for evil that’s kinda something I need to know about.” Evie's tone was sharp, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice. She crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing as she waited for Luppe to respond. The wolf kwami sighed and reluctantly stood up, shaking off the snarkiness from before.

"Fine, fine. I guess you have a point," Luppe replied, her tail wagging slowly.

"in any case," Evie muttered, walking up the stairs to her loft. "we should probably go check out what's going on anyway, don't you think?" she asked, fingering her necklace. "Maybe Uncle Fu will know something. After all, he was raving on earlier about how the world is gonna end or something."

"Nah, you're not going anywhere. Lilith grounded you, remember?" Luppe commented, appearing in a puff of silver light in kwami form next to Evie.

Evie ignored the comment and continued walking towards the north end of her loft, opening a window that was in between two bookcases.

she climbed out onto the roof, blonde hair whipping in her face in the cool night air. She ran to the edge of the shingles and jumped, muttering “full moon” as she ran. Her suit appeared on her mid-air and she immediately threw a gem, spearing it into a nearby building, then magnetizing herself to it.

"Which way to go…" Lycan muttered.

She felt an internal tugging from her miraculous towards a sort of wrongness, and followed the sensation until she saw the Notre Dam.

As if in response to her approach, the round stained glass window Lycan could see shattered and a… gargoyle flew out, being clung to by a blonde boy in a black cat suit. Out of the broken window came a girl with buns and a red and black spotted suit being led by a yoyo, screaming as she passed. Fudge. Super newbies and their clumsiness… they flew through one of the Notre Dam bell towers, and several bells chimed in unison. Ouch…

Luppe’s head popped out of Lycan’s moon choker, and they both watched the scene with wide eyes.

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“Should we uh- should we do anything?” Luppe questioned, wincing as the super newbies were forced into the seine river.

“Looks like they’re doing just fine. If they actually hurt themselves, then I'll intervene.” Lycan yawned with a non-chant shrug. However, she stopped mid-yawn when she saw a familiar old man sneaking through the streets below.

“What’s Uncle Fu doing here?” she sighed.

Evie and Luppe exchanged glances, both equally confused. Evie quickly made her way down from the roof, and Luppe puffed back into the miraculous again as Lycan followed Fu from a distance.

The Metro station was ahead, and the train passed over the bridge and into the tunnel beyond. However, the front of the train suddenly emitted a huge explosion of purple smoke, and police cars started surrounding the subway entrance.

Uncle Fu stopped near where Bug Girl and Cat Boy were standing.

He noticed Lycan behind him and turned around. “Oh, Evie! Help me here, will you?”

She just blinked, then rose an eyebrow.

“I- fine. What?” she whispered.

As Fu was about to respond, lightning struck in the sky, in the shape of a butterfly.

“What was that?” Cat Boy and Bug Girl said in unison.

“An Akuma.” Uncle Fu stated, walking out from behind a tree with Lycan en-toe.

“Who the heck are you, fluff? And grandpa?” Cat boy asked, specifically glancing Lycan up and down. She just glared at him in response.

“Sorry, but I don't give my name out to strangers, fleabag.” the wolf superheroine yawned.

“Before you wonder who we are, you must first wonder who you are,” Fu said mystically.

Lycan looked at him with a ‘Are you serious right now?’ expression.

“Ha! It’s not hard,” Spots mocked, turning her back to Fleabag. “He’s insane.”

“Well I still think you look like a watermelon.” fleabag said provokingly, turning his head sharply towards spots. The bug superhero flinched visibly.

“Watermelons have green rindes, Fleabag.” Lycan deadpanned.

“The name’s Chat noir. And she is totally, a watermelon.” fleabag said, turning up his nose.

“Will you stop?!” Water- er… Spots yelled. Dang. fleabag’s nickname for spots was catchy.

“Watermelon.” fleabag said purposefully.

“Insane!” spots hissed back.

The repeating of those words only stopped with her intervention.

“Fleabag, spots, will you both shut it? We’re having an important conversation.” Lycan yelled.

The two heroes froze and stared at her, spots with one fist frozen looking ready to punch the annoying cat superhero.

“You ladybug, hold the power of creation,” Uncle Fu raved, taking advantage of the new silence.

“Watermelon?” spots said, giving Fleabag a look.

“While you, chat noir, hold the power of destruction. Lycan here, will show you the ropes.” Fu finished.

“Wait, I will?” Lycan questioned, looking sharply at her great uncle.

“Cool,” Chat said, admiring his hands.

“Hah! Figures.” Ladybug muttered.

“Then what’s her power? And how do you know this stuff?” chat asked suspiciously, pointing towards Lycan.

“My power doesn't matter right now, fleabag. Stop changing the subject.” Lycan said, rolling her eyes.

“You must all work together to defeat Hawkmoth, for he is the one turning all this hate and anger into these horrible creatures.” fu said, gesturing with his hands.

“Hawk- who?” spots asked, looking confused.

“Stop them, and capture their akumas.” fu finished, ignoring the question.

“Yeah, easy. I got this covered.” fleabag said with crossed arms.

Lycan looked at him incredulously.

“Yeah, sureee. From witnessing the Notre Dame attack I totallyyy believe that.” Lycan said fakely, her voice practically dripping with sarcasm.

“Stronger, together! It’s the only way to reach the perfect balance of heart, mind, courage, and faith.” Uncle Fu continued. “Or, you will not defeat Hawkmoth.” he finished, smiling at Lycan before disappearing behind the tree once again.

Chat Noir ran up to the base of the tree and looked around the back, but Fu was already gone. Well, not gone, but hiding in the bushes beside the tree. She snorted at that, pulling out one of her crystals and looking at her messages. Full moon, Mom had realized she was gone. That was just great. Welp, why not prolong the inevitable? She put it away, and looked back at the other heroes.

“I did not sign up for this.” spots grumbled. Looked like somebody had doubts.

Luppe popped out of Lycan’s choker, and the wolf superheroine gave her kwami a glare. “Believe me, none of us do.”

“I understand. You're afraid.” fleabag said, looking towards spots. “Failure isn’t your enemy. Your fears are.”

“Sounds a lot like the owl girl back there.” spots responded with crossed arms.

“How profound,” Lycan said dryly. “Wait, owl girl?”

“So just be my sidekicks, and you’ll be safe!” chat said, holding out a hand to both Lycan and Ladybug, and completely ignoring Lycan’s question.

She glared at him momentarily.

“Yeah, no. I would never be the sidekick of a super newbie who decided having a bell on his suit was the best option.” Lycan stated, leaning against the tree. Ladybug was about to take his hand to shake on it, but then slapped it instead, causing fleabag to withdraw his hand and rub it as if it was actually hurt with a wounded expression.

“I can’t stand this guy another minute!” she growled under her breath, stomping away.

“That makes two of us spots, that makes two of us.” Lycan agreed, watching Spots go to leave.

“Hold on. Will i... Ever see you again?” Chat asked a leaving ladybug, with a slight dreamy look on his face.

“Sureeee. In your dreams, and my nightmares.” Ladybug growled, readying her yoyo. “Or better yet, how about we wait until we all get killed, in the afterlife.”

Spots then wound her yoyo around the branch of the tree above them and yanked up, making an “ow” as she left.

Fleabag watched her leave with a lost expression.

Lycan just glanced between him, and where the spotted hero had disappeared.

“Oh no. You totally have a crush on her, don’t you.” the wolf superhero said flatly.

Chat Noir shook his head vigorously. “N-no. What gave you that idea?” he laughed nervously.

“M-hm. anyways, what owl girl were you talking about?” Lycan asked, once again remembering about the owl girl that had passed in front of her window.

“Oh. Hatchling? You didn’t see her run into us during the gargoyle chase?” Chat asked, arching an eyebrow. “She left just before we ran into you. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. She panicked a lot and then just left.” he continued.

Odd. That reminds me of somebody… Lycan shrugged at Fleabag, then started to leave.

“See you later, fluff!” Chat Noir called after her.

“No you won’t!” she responded, magnetizing herself to the metro’s subway station, which was near.

She stared as the police, still crowded around the station, saw her ing overhead. One of them yelled something, and then several cars started driving after her. Peachy. She totally forgot that being a vigilante in Paris was illegal. She quickly magnetized herself to the Eiffel Tower and landed in the Belvederes Gardens, then made her way home on foot.