The Ladybug Effect

Hello MLB fandom! My name is Rosalia, and welcome to my first fanfiction. I don't own this show, and I might raise the rating later for swearing.

Synopsis: A tiny butterfly flapping it's wings can create a hurricane on the other side of the world. Ladybug and Chat Noir wake up in a prison with no recollection of how they got there. A mysterious blond woman says that she's going to help them, but what are her true intentions? All Ladybug and Chat Noir know, is that they are now facing an enemy far worse than Hawkmoth.

Head throbbing, heart pounding, breathing heavily. She was alive. Sweat dripped down her forehead, vision blurry, pain shooting through every limb in her body. She was awake. The ground was hard and cold, she shivered as the frigid air found her body, enveloping her in a frozen hug. With all of her might, she lifted her head up off of the cold, dirty, floor, every part of her body ached and begged her to stop. Her vision was still cloudy, but she could just make out her surroundings. She was lying on stones, very uncomfortable stones, the only light came from a tiny window, leaving everything else in the shadows. Even with the absence of light and fuzzy perception, she could see what was in front of her clear as day. Bars.

She immediately shot up, her many injuries still tormenting her body. She took a deep breath, she had to calm down. She slowly picked herself up, using the wall as support. She took a few hesitant steps forward, agonizing pain coursing through her with every step that she took. Both of her legs were banged up pretty badly, if it weren't for her current situation she would have relaxed and let them heal a little bit before attempting to walk. She reached the bars, holding the cool metal in her hands. She shook the barricade, rattling the cage that kept her in, willing the walls to break. Her legs almost immediately gave out underneath her, sending the young girl tumbling to the ground. The jagged rocks beneath her feet cut into her skin, but her body was now numb, she didn't feel any pain anymore. Her breath hitched in her throat, her entire body violently shook, she shut her eyes tightly, willing this to just be a nightmare. She wanted so badly to scream, to cry.

"You awake?" She heard a familiar voice call to her.

She looked around frantically for the owner of the voice, she thought that she was alone. She couldn't see him, but she was overjoyed just knowing that he was there. A large smile broke out across her face, she tilted her head back slightly and lightly chuckled. He was with her, they were both alright, even if they were both in cells.

"Chat." She finally spoke, his name came out breathy as if it were a dream.

"At your service, M'Lady." His cheery voice rang out, it bounced along the stone walls, echoing in her ears. She rolled her eyes.

"Now's not the time for that," She told him, half-scolding and half-laughing. "Get us out of here."

"I can't." His voice came with a twinge of pain, he sounded heartbroken.

"Why not?" She grew worried.

"They took my ring." He sounded so sad, and she didn't blame him. A miraculous is like part of the owner's soul, they are a part of them.

Wait. if Chat didn't have his miraculous. Then that meant…

She quickly put her hand to her ear and her heart immediately broke. No. Tikki. She was gone, the tiny red sprite that loved all things sweet was gone, stolen from her. Without Tikki she couldn't be Ladybug anymore, she wouldn't have anyone to talk to or give her advice. She felt like a large part of her was gone, like someone had taken a knife and cut out a piece of her heart. The young girl felt hot tears pool in her crystal blue eyes and slowly fall down her cheeks, she was too hurt to wipe them away. She hung her head and hugged her knees to her chest, not knowing what to do anymore.

"Ladybug?" His voice sounded calmer now, more comforting. "Are you alright?"

"No!" She screamed, all of the built up rage inside of her coming to a catharsis.

She was sad and angry, her fury made her blood boil and course through her veins. Her body began to shake again, her face turned crimson, she clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turned white. She was overwhelmed by everything that was happening. Whoever took her had stripped her of her identity, her secret, they had no right to- Wait.

"Did you see me?" She asked, venom stinging her words.

She knew that he wanted to know the real her. The one behind the mask. But she liked their friendship, if he knew who she was then he might not like her. Or at least he would not like her in the same way. It wasn't like she had never considered eventually telling him who she was, but she at least wanted her reveal to be on her own terms. She knew that he was in love with Ladybug, and why wouldn't he be? She was confident and fearless, she was intelligent and perfect. He would just be disappointed if he found out. Ladybug wasn't the same person that Marinette was, even if they were.

"No," He replied flatly. "I was unconscious."

She let out a breath she hadn't realized that she was holding. Their real identities were still secret, at least to them. Now all she had to worry about was the person who had captured her, and about getting her miraculous back. She had no doubt that it was someone that had been akumatized by Hawk Moth, which meant that the world was in trouble. Hawk Moth getting one miraculous meant that he would be unstoppable, with two he could take over the entire universe. They had to get out of there, out of that cage.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw an arm stretching out of the cage next to her's, it was Chat.

"I'm here for you." Chat told her comfortably.

She smiled and reached out, she could just barely touch the tips of his fingers. She smiled again, extremely happy that she was no longer alone. Her fingers grazed his ever so slightly, Chat wished that his arm were just a little longer so that he could hold her hand. He could keep trying to reach her, but he might strain his arm more than he already had. He longed for her touch, for any human contact at all. He wasn't entirely sure whether it was for her security or his. He didn't want to admit it, but he was scared and she brought him comfort. He loved her more than anything else in the world, and she only thought of him as the annoying friend that flirts with her. He knew that they may never get passed that friend stage, but that didn't stop him from trying, and failing.

She retracted her arm, and he was alone in his cell again. The young blonde boy rested his head against the frozen brick wall, his arm slowly retreating back into his own cage. He touched his face, the absence of a black leather mask made him feel bare. The absence of his miraculous made him feel lost. His heart ached and he pulled his knees in towards his chest. He knew the pain of being alone, he had spent many days by himself in a large empty manor while his father was off doing who knew what. This was normal, he was alone, there was no one except the girl in the cell next to him. Only a wall separated them, but it felt more like an ocean.

The two of them sat in silence for a while. Everything was completely still. There were no footsteps, no voices, nothing. Just an eery stillness hanging in the air. Noise should never scare anyone. Noise was confirmation that the world was alive, that everything would be okay. Nothing good ever happened when the world was quiet. Silence meant that there was nothing and no one. And it terrified both of the teenagers.

"Chat?" She called out, her voice was small and weak. His ears perked up at the sound of her voice, listening as if it were a beautiful melody. "Do you remember what happened?"

The young boy thought about the events of the day. Everything came in a blurry haze, as if it had all been a dream. They had been fighting something, or someone. It had been their most powerful and dangerous enemy yet. He didn't remember much, everything was pretty fuzzy, but all that he saw was their defeat. All those years of freeing akumatized victims, all of that training, and they had been defeated. Hawk Moth stepped up his game, and they weren't ready.

Although something tingled in the back of his mind. A faint part of the memory that hadn't been touched. Something clear in an otherwise blurred world.

The person that they were fighting was different. They didn't look like an akumatized victim, nor did they have the same powers.

"I-" Chat started, but he never got the chance to finish.

A loud swooshing sound came from the end of the hallway, both teens glanced over and noticed a heavy door made out of steel, wide open. Light from a separate hallway flooded into the dungeon, forcing both teenagers to shield their eyes. A tall silhouette stood in the doorway, poised and regal. The figure approached the two caged crime fighters. Upon closer inspection the figure was female, her high heels made a loud clacking noise on the stone floor. She was blonde, her hair falling to her shoulders, and she wore all black. The woman stopped in between the two cages, carefully observing each of them individually.

Ladybug stared up at the woman, keeping up her usual calm exterior when around villians. She never showed fear, never showed weakness. She had almost forgotten that she wasn't wearing the mask. Even without the mask, in that moment she was not Marinette, she was Ladybug.

"Animals," The woman finally spoke, her voice slow and cruel. "They all belong in cages."

I hope that you enjoyed this first chapter, sorry that it's short, next one will be longer. Sorry if the point of view is a little bit confusing, I don't really like writing from one person's point of view and prefer third person.

I hope to see you in the next chapter!