Finally! I have the first chapter of this done!

let me give y'all a little background info before y'all start reading. ever since i joined this fandom, I've been wanting to write a female Chat Noir and a male ladybug without gender-bending Mari and Adrien. I figured it would be easier to understand if i separated them from my OC's. this story is set in my home town of Lynchburg Virginia USA (I live 15 minutes away from it now. lol, i didn't go too far) . However, it's a fictional Lynchburg in this story. mainly because it's kind of a really small city. although, i probably will mention real landmarks.

as always, leave me feedback on what y'all think and enjoy.

~inudigifan201

Ch, 1. It's a girl

Plagg blinked as his eyes fell on his newest Kitten. A girl. She was a girl. He never had a girl holder before. But, this was 1997; anything could happen.

She had long curly brown hair, beautiful night sky blue eyes criminally hidden behind a pair of thick rimmed glasses that seemed a bit big for her face, fair skin with freckles everywhere but her face, and curves… she was also kinda short and a tad chunky. She wore a white polo shirt that barely fit her curves, a navy pleated skirt, and a pair of white socks. Her outfit looked a tad hand-me-down-ish. Perhaps that's why the shirt seemed a little small.

He could already tell his new favorite sleeping spot was going to be her chest. What else were girl's chests for; other than feeding babies and pillows for magical cats?

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. She seemed smart. He got a good look around her room. She had a poster of Albert Einstein over her desk and super heroes littered her walls as well. He then noticed a framed picture on the desk of her and a boy both holding up fish they caught. That picture was a bit old and faded and the kids looked like they were about seven years old. He looked over the rest of the room. He gathered purple was her favorite color. Purple painted walls, purple desk chair, purple chandelier, purple dresser, purple shag rug, and a purple bed complete with purple comforter and pillows with black sheets. She also had a black bookshelf, a black desk, and a dark hard wood floor.

She gaped at him and tilted her head. "Are you some kind of magical sprite or something?"

He smiled. "Close, I'm a Kwami. Name's Plagg. I grant powers. Yours is the power of destruction." He had a renewed sense of excitement. Maybe she would be different than all his past kittens. She already had one difference going for her, she was a girl. All his past kittens were boys with varying degrees of sulking. Although, something about her reminded him of his last kitten.

She smiled as well. "Cool. I'm Elizabeth Valentine. But all my friends call me Liz." Oh, that's what it was. Now he knew why she was so familiar.

"Nice to meet you Kitten." He smiled and held out his paw.

She shook his tiny paw as she continued to smile. "So you grant powers huh? Like…" She let go and raced over to her desk and picked up a thin book. "Like a super hero?" She showed him the pictures.

He nodded. "Exactly." He always did love comic books.

She beamed. "I've always loved super heroes and now I get to be one? Best day ever!" She clapped.

"You just gotta wear the ring and say claws out." He continued to explain.

She picked up the small box off the floor that she had previously dropped and pulled the ring in question out. She then put it on her right ring finger and examined it.

He was kinda surprised it fit, to be honest.

She looked back at him. "So am I gonna be a lone vigilante or do I get a partner or team or something?"

"A partner." He smiled.

"Nice!" She smiled back.

"So your super power, cataclysm, you can only use once a transformation. After that you only have five minutes before you change back." He explained.

She smiled and nodded. "Got it! Only use cataclysm once… what does it do?" she raised an eyebrow.

"EW! Is that a grilled cheese sandwich!?" He flew over to the desk and scarfed down sandwich. "Yes it was!" He rubbed his belly.

She giggled. "I guess I know what to feed you then."

"Cheese. I only eat cheese. Got any camembert?" He smiled.

A look of confusion overtook her face. "I take it camembert is a type of cheese, but I've never heard of it."

He shrugged. "You destroy anything you touch."

"Huh?" She became even more confused.

He smiled. "Cataclysm."

"Oh!" She nodded in understanding. She then held up her hand with the ring on it. "So let's try this out shall we? Plagg! Claws out!"

"Hey wait!" Plagg called out as he was being sucked into the ring.

A green light encompassed her. Black synthetic cat ears appeared on her head, her hair was magically pulled back into a perfect ponytail, a black mask appeared over her eyes and replaced her glasses, a black bodysuit she couldn't place the fabric of replaced her polo and skirt, a green crop top with a black paw print on the front and matching skirt covered her chest and behind, a leather tail came out from under the skirt, clawed gloves covered her hands, and to complete the look a pair of boots with three inch heels replaced her socks.

She looked herself over in the mirror that was hanging on the back of her door. "This is so cool." She smiled wide. She looked down at her feet. "The heels are a bit much. Huh, pointy."

She then looked around. "This is really cool Plagg." No answer. "Plagg?"

She shrugged. She then went back to looking herself over. She turned around to see if the skirt made her butt look big and noticed something silver right above her rear end. She grabbed it and looked it over. A short bo staff? A green paw print pulsed with light as she looked it over.

"Hum." She walked over to a door that led to a small balcony on the front of her house. "What does this do?" She pressed the paw.

Before she knew it, she was pole-vaulting over the suburb toward the city.

"This is awesome!" She laughed as she soared.

People gazed at her with mouths gapped and eyes wide. She just smiled and waved as she passed.

She saw on the news a caveman was tormenting the park and causing earthquakes with his club. She recognized him as a classmate of hers. So, what happened to him? She didn't like this guy, but she still didn't want him to destroy the town.

She landed on top of a slide in the park's playground and surveyed the area. She could see the kid in the distance causing trouble. She also noted that the park had been evacuated. That was good, she didn't want anybody getting hurt. However, the film crew broadcasting the destruction seemed to have a death sentence.

She slid down the slide and was about to leap into battle, but something, no, someone landed on her. She looked him over. Nicky?