Miraculous Ladybug: The Only Competent Villain

The storm outside raged harder, the wind howling and the rain pouring in torrents as Stormy Weather, once Aurore, unleashed the full force of her akumatized powers. The sky above Paris was a swirling mass of black clouds, lightning cracking through the air, and icy gusts of wind sweeping the streets. But amid the chaos, Luka, Ladybug and Cat Noir stood firm, determined to stop her and save their city from her wrath.

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The storm outside intensified as Stormy Weather turned her attention to Ladybug and Chat Noir, who were already in the midst of their battle. But Luka after a quick retreat during her complete transformation stayed behind, his gaze fixed on the akumatized girl. There was more to this than a simple villain fight. and he was stirring up an idea in his mind.

He watched as she unleashed the full force of her powers, trapping Alya in an ice cage, the wind howling louder. But through the chaos, Luka's mind wandered back to the moment they shared. He didn't know what would come next, but he knew one thing for sure: the storm wasn't over yet. And when it was, he'd be there, waiting to take her.

It was a storm of emotions, a clash between power and vulnerability, and somewhere in the heart of it all, Luka was beginning to see the girl behind the storm. And that was all he needed to get her to see him, too.

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Ladybugs Pov

The storm outside roared, crashing against the school walls as Aurore, now transformed into Stormy Weather, unleashed her fury. The wind howled like a beast, the rain pelting down like shards of glass. But amidst all this chaos, I couldn't help but notice Luka.

We'd barely retreated when Stormy Weather had fully transformed—Ladybug and Chat Noir were already engaging her, but Luka stayed back. He didn't run to find shelter or rush to safety. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on the akumatized girl.

I was so caught up in the fight that it took a few moments for the realization to hit me: Luka wasn't just standing there; he was thinking. It was in his posture, the way his hands lightly clenched at his sides, the intense focus in his eyes as he studied Stormy Weather. It was like he was seeing something none of us had yet figured out. 

I had always known Luka was thoughtful and kind, but seeing him here, in the middle of this tempest, completely calm, made me see him in a whole new light. The wind whipped around him, but his demeanor remained unshaken. Most people would have been panicked, but not Luka. He stood tall, almost as if the storm itself didn't faze him, or maybe he saw something in it that I couldn't.

tried to focus on the battle—on keeping Alya safe and coordinating with Chat Noir—but.

When Stormy Weather summoned an ice cage and trapped Alya within, the air turned even colder, the storm growing more violent. Yet Luka didn't falter. His eyes never left Aurore, and as the winds howled around us, it was like Luka was somewhere else entirely. Somewhere in his mind, he was already working on how to fix things, how to reach Aurore.

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest from the sheer power unfoldibg. How could he stay so calm in the face of all this destruction? How was he so... steady? His presence was almost like a silent anchor, something that held everything together even as the world seemed to fall apart. In the midst of chaos, there he was—unwavering.

And then something shifted.

As the winds picked up and the storm grew in intensity, I caught a glimpse of something deeper in Luka's gaze. His determination wasn't just to fight the storm; it was as though he was trying to understand it. He wasn't just seeing Stormy Weather as a villain—he was seeing the person behind the powers, the vulnerability behind the fury.

It hit me then: Luka wasn't just standing there, observing the storm. He was beginning to see Aurore, not just as a villain, but as someone who needed help—someone who had been hurt. And that was what set him apart.

Luka wasn't just trying to stop the storm; he was trying to reach the girl within it. He had already seen the beauty behind the music, behind her power, and now he was trying to break through to her in the same way.

I was impressed. No, more than that. I was in awe of how Luka had the courage to see past the chaos and to look at Stormy Weather—not as a monster—but as a girl who needed help. His heart was so pure, so full of understanding.

I watched him closely, wondering what was going through his mind. This wasn't just a fight anymore. It was something deeper. Luka wasn't just here to help Ladybug and Chat Noir. He was here because he believed in saving people, not just defeating them.

I could sense that he was ready to help Aurore, just like he had helped me before. Somehow, I knew that when this battle ended, Luka would have more to offer than just his calm demeanor. He would have answers, too. Because in that moment, I truly believed that he could reach Aurore in a way none of us could.

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Luka Pov

The storm outside was nothing short of apocalyptic. The howling winds, the flashes of lightning, the freezing rain—it felt like the world was being ripped apart. Ladybug and Chat Noir were already in the thick of it, facing Stormy Weather head-on, but I could see that this battle was different. There was something about Aurore that wasn't being addressed, the anger the storm had that no one else seemed to see. 

I stayed behind, moving cautiously through the chaos, trying to think beyond the noise, the fury. I'd never been the type to charge headfirst into a fight—I wasn't a hero like Ladybug or Chat Noir. But I had my own way of doing things

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The storm outside was nothing short of apocalyptic. The howling winds, the flashes of lightning, the freezing rain—it felt like the world was being ripped apart. Ladybug and Chat Noir were already in the thick of it, facing Stormy Weather head-on, but I could see that this battle was different. There was something about Aurore that wasn't being addressed, something behind the anger and the storm that no one else seemed to see.

I stayed behind, moving cautiously through the chaos, trying to think beyond the noise, the fury. I'd never been the type to charge headfirst into a fight—I wasn't a hero like Ladybug or Chat Noir. But I had my own way of doing things. My competence, my ability to feel and act opon a situation, to listen to the silence beneath the noise, it had always been my strength. 

Stormy Weather's powers were terrifying—her ice was freezing everything in its path, trapping Alya in a cage of solid i. She wasn't just a villain though. She was a scared one. I could see it in her eyes, even through the storm. The power had consumed her, but the girl underneath. She was trapped in her own rage and pain, and no one was reaching her.

I took a deep breath, my fingers instinctively brushing the guitar strings across my back. Music had always been my refuge. And if I was going to make any difference, I had to use the one thing I knew best.

I stepped forward, moving closer to the heart of the storm, ignoring the whipping wind and the frigid rain. I couldn't stop Ladybug or Chat Noir—this was my moment to do something different. To connect.

"Hey, Aurore!" I shouted, my voice barely carrying over the howling winds. She didn't react, too consumed with her wrath to notice me at first. But I wasn't going to stop. I had to reach her. "I know you're angry, but this isn't you. You don't need to do this."

Her eyes snapped to me, narrowed and full of ice. She lifted a hand, ready to unleash her fury. But I wasn't backing down. smiling at my preparedness

"She's like a conductor, controlling the storm with her emotions," he muttered to himself, but in the original series a mere kite could unravel this great storm.

His mind raced, calculating every potential move he could make. He'd seen Ladybug and Chat Noir fail to break through the chaos, unable to reach the heart of her power. But Luka wasn't a fighter in the traditional sense. He was a thinker. And in this moment, he saw the weakness in her storm.

Stormy Weather was just a girl with powers; she was someone who felt unjustly overlooked, betrayed by a world that had refused to see her potential. The storm she created was a physical manifestation of her own frustrations, and Luka knew this better than anyone.

The winds grew fiercer as Stormy Weather turned to face him, her gaze filled with anger. "You think you can stop me!?" she shouted, ice crackling in her hands. "What makes you think you can stop this storm?"

I stepped forward, unafraid, keeping my voice calm and steady. "I don't need to stop the storm. I need to stop you from controlling it."

Taking out my diamond kite I noticed Chat Noir and Ladybug coming in behind her. As the two made their way into battle I released the kite into the winds and rapped myself around a sturdy pole.

I raised the kite, letting it catch the winds. Slowly, I maneuvered it against the gusts, using the strength of the wind to guide it, to counteract the furious storm she was creating. The diamond shape sparkled in the chaos, catching the lightning like a conductor's baton catching the light. The winds started to settle, just slightly, but it was enough.

"What are you doing?" Stormy Weather turned to face me and snarled, her voice tilled with the fury of a storm barely contained.

"I'll showing you," I said softly, moving with the flow of the wind.

At that moment, I noticed Ladybug getting out her lucky charm that "conveniently" was also a kite and she instantly through it into the vortex surrounding Stormy weather the same as I did. 

They combined their forces, Luka using the movements he had perfected in his free time, letting the wind carry the kites with the ease of a master musician playing a beautiful duet. Ladybug's presence and precision guided the flow, acting as a counterbalance, a gentle rhythm in the wild winds. 

"No…" Stormy Weather whispered, more to herself than to them. "I can't… control it… anymore." The storm began to lose its strength, the wind subsiding just enough to reveal glimpses of sunlight through the thick clouds.

The storm, her storm, was finally calming.

I knew once she lost her powers she'd basically be useless, but in time with enough akumatizations and the butterfly miraculous I'd make something work. This was more of a show to Chat Noir and Ladybug and judging by how they are looking at me it has a 100% rotten tomatoes right now.

Ladybug gave me a silent nod of approval before turning to Alya, who was freed from her icy prison. Chat Noir took a few steps forward, eyes still wide from witnessing Luka's quiet brilliance. "I gotta admit, that was... something else. Who knew you were more than just a guy with a guitar?" 

Luka smiled softly, looking down at his kite, his heart still racing but steady. "I guess sometimes... the answer isn't to fight the storm. It's about understanding it."

Ladybug glanced back at him, a newfound respect in her eyes. "You've got a lot of insight, Luka. Maybe more than we thought."

Ladybug finished her off

Aurore, now standing amid the fading storm, looked lost—unsure of what had just happened but grateful nonetheless. The tension had melted from her posture, and the first true breath of calm air flowed through the sky.

"I… I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice breaking as the last of her power evaporated. She was no longer Stormy Weather, but a girl who had been hurt, who had been seen—and maybe, for the first time, understood.

Luka took a step back, his heart filled with an overwhelming empathy. "You don't have to apologize. You just need to know you're not alone. Whatever you're going through, there's always another way to see it. The storm doesn't have to win."

Aurore blinked, a tear slipping down her cheek as the full force of what Luka had said washed over her. She nodded slowly, taking in the quiet world around her as the last drops of rain fell from the sky. The storm had passed.

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After the whole incident with stormy weather Adriene and Mariannette's stares became creepy. While I was walking home im pretty sure I saw Marinette jump behind a garbage can when she saw me at the end of the day earlier.

After ladybug and Chat Noir had left the scene I told Alya before I left not to mention my name in her blog, Afterall reveal myself to soon could cause trouble for m later plans.

Enter the house I waved a juleka who sitting on the couch listening to music with all black pajamas on. She smile and waved back entranced in whatever music she was listening to.

As I entered my room I quickly sat down at my desk and went underneath my desk. There was a book taped to the bottom, a notebook of the plans I had to obtain more power iin the future.

"Lets get to work" I said a smile etching my face as I began too write.