NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6: "Plan For Power"
Sitting at my desk, the hum of Paris blending with the remnants of the storm outside, I felt a surge of excitement, not just because I had successfully intervened with Stormy Weather, but because I was no longer an outsider looking in. I was Luka, yes, but I was more than that;
It was time to solidify that power.
The notebook felt cool beneath my fingers as I flipped it open, the pages blank. ideas that danced in my head were soon to be lines like the swirling storm I had just witnessed. Each page was a new plan—a new possibility.
I took a deep breath as I gripped my pen tightly. There were so many pieces to align, and coupling my newfound control of the canon knowledge, I could begin to carve out my own destiny in this world.
The first item on my agenda was simple: strengthen my own abilities. Luka had a heart for music and a talent for understanding others, but I needed more than that. I needed mastery. A superiority that would allow me to rise above Ladybug and Chat Noir. Sure, they had their miraculous powers, but I had knowledge they had yet to comprehend.
My pen began to fly on the paper as I wrote down my basic ideas first.
I needed to train. Physically and mentally.
I would start practicing parkour across the rooftops of Paris, mastering the city's terrain. It wouldn't take long before I could navigate like a shadow, unseen and unpredictable.
With this I also need to learn how to fight. I wanted to learn hand-to-hand combat—nothing too flashy, just enough to defend myself if necessary. I'd need a mentor; Alternatively, I might have to get creative and not just stick to standard fighting, I needed so dirty tricks up my sleeve.
finishing with that thought I began scribbling down my next idea.
I needed allies. I had successfully reached Chat Noir, Ladybug, and even Aurore, but that was just a small step in a much grander plan. She had potential; I could see that she was more than just an akumatized villain.
She could become a key player in a game I was drafting, but that's only once I could control the board by obtaining the butterfly miraculous.
with this, my list quickly began to grow but I moved swiftly to the next page. This wouldn't be a step by step plan but a guideline in my journey.
The title for the next page was "Manipulation" in bold.
Next, I needed to manipulate the narrative.
The heroes and villains of this world were trapped in their own stories, unable to see the bigger picture.
The first step was to change their perspectives, . Ladybug and Chat Noir saw themselves as paragons of virtue, but I could show them the flaws in their ideals. If I could capture Ladybug's attention long enough, I might even sway her to consider a different perspective of power.
Even if it didn't work it didn't matter they were pawns anyway, powerful ones though.
Then there was Hawkmoth. It was time to plan a diversion. I could set him up as a meticulous villain, orchestrating events from the shadows. If I fed him intel about Ladybug and Chat Noir's plans, it would leave them blind to my own machinations. I could even play him off against the two heroes—making it seem as if I was aligned with one side while secretly safeguarding my interests. It would create chaos and distraction, allowing me to weave my web of influence undetected and take whatever I wanted
but all of this was long term. He needed quick power, the easiest way to do that would be obtaining a miraculous but that'd take weeks according to the miraculous timeline.
Thinking of the plot in his head he formed an idea.
'My plan was simple.' Get akumatized.
As "The Silencer" With the power of the akuma i'd be able to steal voices and use them however I'd like, although its not raw power, being able to record these voices I steal and make then say whatever I want will give me an opportunity to get a miraculous sooner rather than later with Marinette's voice, convince Adriene to do what want with his fathers or force the mayor to obey whatever I wanted with chloe's.
I took a moment to savor the possibilities that lay ahead. My heart raced with excitement as I imagined how I would implement my plans, each detail stitching together a potential future that was entirely in my hands. I thought about the conversations I would have, the subtle manipulations I would orchestrate, and the power I would acquire. Luka's life was about to become far more interesting.
Just as I leaned back, facing the window and letting the vision of a new reality wash over me, the soft creak of the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to see Juleka standing there, her dark hair framing her face like a gentle shadow.
"Hey, Luka," she said, her voice soft but steady, betraying none of the introverted shyness I knew was a part of her character. "What are you up to?"
"Just doodling, y'know," I replied, quickly flipping the notebook closed. Sure, Juleka could probably sense the energy in the air and tell I was up to something—but I didn't want to set off any alarms.
Instead, I held a casual smile on my face. Juleka weirdly had that effect on me. Probably due to Luka's original memories.
Being with her felt so natural, like strumming a well-loved tune. In those moments, it was easy to forget about my grand plans, the manipulation and strategies. Everything felt lighter when she was around.
"Looks like you're busy," she continued, stepping further into the room, eyeing my desk cluttered with papers and my guitar leaning in the corner. "What's important enough to keep you holed up here?"
"Just some ideas," I said, trying to keep my answer vague, while internally wishing I could share every exhilarating thought with her; But revealing too much felt reckless.
Juleka's gaze landed on my closed notebook, curiosity flickering in her violet eyes. "Ideas about what?"
Before I could think of a well-crafted response, she walked closer, her hand brushing a few stray papers aside, almost searching. "Are you thinking of new music? You should write a song for the next time we jam."
"Maybe," I said, my voice light but sincere. "I've been thinking more about… life, to be honest. How things connect and sometimes collide unexpectedly."
She tilted her head slightly, a quirk of interest sparking in her expression. "That sounds deep. Are you okay? You look like you've got a lot on your mind."
"Of course," I replied, trying to keep the conversation close to familiar ground.
"Way more conflicted over what song to play next than anything else." I chuckled softly, hoping to bring some lightness into the air.
"Let's work on something together, something we can both enjoy," she suggested, a smile creeping into her voice.
"Definitely. I'd love that, Juleka." I said as she slowly crept out the door.
I hid my notebook back under the table getting a fresh roll of tape. the plans pushed to the back of my mind, if only for now.
The excitement of future plots and conspiracies tucked neatly away, I picked up my guitar, settling into a comfortable rhythm, there was no doubt in my mind; whatever storms lay ahead, I could face them with these plans.