A/N; Unfortunately, even in this alternate universe, there's no way I could ever own Miraculous.

"GAAAAH!" Marinette screamed, staring at the tiny black cat floating above her rumpled purple sheets.

"No! Shhhjj-don't do that!" The creature hissed, it's green eyes darting around her room. "Marinette?" Her mom's voice carried up through her loft's door. "Are you alright? Is something wrong?"

She was about to scream again, or at least try to duck past the cat creature to escape, when it suddenly floated forward and put a tiny paw over her mouth. "Tell her you're fine, and I'll explain everything. Promise." It said.

Something in the little cat's voice made her trust it. "I'm okay, mom." She called back. "Just….thought there was a cat in my room. My mistake. Just a shadow."

"Okay, honey. Just remember to go to bed soon, okay?"

"Sure, mom." She replied, then focused her attention on the cat creature. It was tiny, black, and fuzzy with big luminous green eyes.

"The name's Plagg. You got any cheese?" It said. Or he. She thought it was a he anyway.

"Ch…...cheese?" She squeaked. The cat began propelling itself around her room, poking around her desk and on her shelves and dressmakers supplies. All the while, it continued to chatter. "Camenbert, preferably. It's the goddess of all cheeses…ah, mio bel formaggio!"

"Uh, are you speaking Italian?" She asked, curious despite herself, and pulled herself out of the corner she'd been crouching in since she put on the pretty black earrings from the weirdly Chinese looking box. It was then that the cat creature, Plagg, had appeared. The cat, who was still talking.

"Whatever. Anyway, I'm Plagg, your kwami. You've been chosen, you're a superhero now…blah blah blah. Your most important job will be feeding me. Go find some cheese. I'm hungry. HEY." He yelled as a glass was suddenly slammed over him. "You said you'd explain everything." Marinette said, holding her hands over the glass. "Start talking."

"I'm Tikki. I'm a kwami. We're magical creatures that give our Chosens superpowers." The little red creature explained as she sat on Adrien's desk, politely eating a cookie. Today had been his first day at an actual school with real people (shudder), and he'd been in his room, pulling his books out of his school bag, when he'd found an odd little box in the bottom. When he opened it, he discovered an oddly circular shaped ring. Once he slipped it on his finger (a perfect fit), a small bug-like creature had magically appeared.

He had been totally cool about this (actually, to be completely honest, he'd screamed at high decibels until the creature began to speak).

"Superpowers?" He said. "As in, superheroes? As in, I'll be a superhero and save the world from villains and probably be in newspapers and on TV and posters and be famous?"

Tikki nodded. "Yes, exactly!" She said brightly.

Turning away, he began lining his school books back up on his shelf in alphabetical order. "Choose someone else."

"What?" The tiny creature said.

"I don't want it." He said. "I'm not right to be a superhero. I'm shy. I'm clumsy. I don't have any friends. I haven't left my house to do anything other than modeling and now school in years."

The red kwami floated around to face him. "Master Fu chose you for a purpose." She said.

"Master Fu?" Adrien asked. "Yes, he's the guardian of all the miraculouses. He's the one who chooses who is worthy enough to help save Paris. Those chosen get miraculouses and kwamis, the sources of their powers. Adrien, he thought you were worthy."

Frustrated, he ran his hands through his hair. "I don't want to fight villains! Okay, I'll be honest. I get scared. I can't even sit through horror movies! How do you expect me to defeat villains by myself? Even with superpowers?"

"But you won't be alone!" Tikki argued.

"What do you mean?" Marinette asked. "You mean, there's more? As in more kwamis? More superheroes?" She'd already decided to let the cat out of the glass, and he was once again roaming her room in search of food. "Yes." Plagg said. "There will be more."

"When can I meet them?" She asked excitedly.

"HA! You'll be meeting at least one of them soon enough. Hawkmoth won't be waiting around for much longer. He'll start sending akumas any day now. Which doesn't give us much time. We need to go tonight."

"Go where?" She asked, looking down at her pajamas. "We need to go someplace where you can start training. You need to be as ready as possible. But you're feeding me first."

"But I have school tomorrow! I need to sleep!" Marinette complained. "Shut it, kid." Plagg said grumpily. "If anyone has the right to gripe, it's me. If you don't find me something to eat in the next five seconds, I'll start chewing on these fancy papers." He gestured to her desk, covered in various clothing designs. Rolling her eyes, Marinette hopped out of bed, and peeked through her hatch door, checking to see that her parents were in bed and out of the kitchen that led to their bakery. Sneaking down the stairs, she ran to grab a cheese danish out of the pastry case. She returned to find Plagg eyeing a drawing of a punk rocker jacket hungrily. Without a word, she quickly tossed him the pastry, and watched as he devoured it in one noisy gulp. "Any more?" He whined hopefully.

"I can't take too many, or else my parents will notice. But," She said, taking pity on him, "when we get back, I'll give you one more."

Plagg floated up in the air and hovered in front of her. "To transform into your suit, you have to say 'Plagg, claws out'."

Obediently, she spoke the three words and the world turned hazy for a moment. With a brilliant green flash, it turned clear again.

The first thing Marinette noticed was her hair.

She always kept her hair to her shoulders. It was now styled in a three foot long braid, and….swaying slowly from side to side. On its own.

'It's just part of the disguise…..quit freaking out.'

Plagg's voice was in her head. Now she was freaking out even more.

'Chill, would you? I'm part of the suit, so you can hear me in your thoughts. But no one else can. You're fine.'

The rest of her suit consisted of a black suit with strange glowing neon lining, and a leather mask over her eyes and nose. She was also wearing black gloves with…..were those claws? And strange boots.

' Okay. You've looked at the suit. Let's go. ' came Plagg's voice again. "Go where?" She asked.

'Anywhere but here, stupid. Preferably somewhere unoccupied.'

With a sigh, she stumbled clumsily to her door and started to sneak down the stairs.

'What are you doing?'

"I'm trying to NOT wake up my parents." She hissed.

'You could have gone out the window.'

"Fine, I'll do that next time. Now shut up so I can concentrate." She snapped. With a snort of derision, Plagg quieted.

'Just go out the window, Adrien!'

Adrien stood frozen by his bed, staring out his open window. "Ummmmm….."

Why did the next rooftop look so far away?

'You don't have to get to the rooftop. You just have to climb down the wall. Your feet and hands can magnetize to any surface.'

"Ummmmm….."

There was a tiny sigh somewhere in his head.

'The first step is the beginning of every journey, Adrien. You just have to take the first step. Just close your eyes and imagine your feet sticking to the wall.'

Somehow, he was at the window with his eyes clenched shut. He took a deep breath, and slowly inched one foot over the ledge, and braced it against the wall. He gently tugged the foot. It stayed! Feeling a tiny bit of confidence, he swung the other leg over, and crouched down upside down, thrusting his hands onto the building.

With his eyes shut, it only took a few seconds for the world to right itself. After a few minutes of intense breathing, he slowly stood up and walked down the wall.

'You can open your eyes now.'

Blinking, Adrien looked at a sea of green. "Um?"

'It's the grass. You need to get off the wall.'

Oh.

Somehow, he detached from the wall and tumbled onto his knees.

'You'll get better at this, trust me.' Tikki's voice said encouragingly.

Not commenting, he rose to his feet and checked to make sure he hadn't damaged his suit. It was red, and was his mask. And the yo yo hanging from a strap around his waste. Strong ladybug theme, he thought. It was kind of embarrassing.

Speaking of….

"Tikki, what's my superhero name?"

'Ladybug.'

Of course.

"Is there any way to change that? Couldn't it be something cool, like Bugman or Bugzilla?"

'It's kind of tradition that those that have the ladybug miraculous be named Ladybug. It's gender neutral.'

Barely.

"Just call me LB, okay?"

'Okay, Adrien. But we need to go. You still need to train. Let's start with climbing, and then you can start working with the yo yo.'

With a sigh, he looked at the wall surrounding his father's mansion, and prepared to climb.

A/N; Well, this is my first fanfic, even though I've written stories for years. I discovered Miraculous last winter and fell completely in love with it.

There are some definite changes with their super powers and stuff. Pretty much everything is purposeful, like Plagg speaking Italian (I still don't even know why...:D).

Let me know what you guys think! If you want more, chapter two's only waiting for some interested readers. :)