Miraculous Ladybug: The Only Competent Villain

Chapter 23: "Brief Alliance"



The school grounds were a flurry of confusion as Volpina's illusions spread through every corner. Students rushed through the halls, shouting in fear and disbelief as the lines between reality and fiction blurred. Ladybug and Cat Noir were caught in a tangled mess of false enemies—phantom figures that seemed as real as any akumatized villain.

I stayed firm, discerning the unfolding drama with measured reason. Volpina stood at the center of it all, a smirk of triumph playing on her lips as her illusions fed the rising panic. Her power wasn't just about tricking the senses—it was about sowing doubt, tearing at the seams of trust that Ladybug and Cat Noir now relied on.

As much as I respected Ladybug's abilities, I knew her strength alone wouldn't be enough. This wasn't a fight that could be won with a yo-yo or a baton. This was a battle of perception, and I saw my chance to tilt it in my favor.

I approached her cautiously, keeping my movements steady. Volpina noticed me almost immediately. Her amber eyes locked onto mine, her confidence unwavering.

"Luka," she said, her voice dripping with venom. "Here to play hero? Or maybe just another skeptic come to question my power?"

"Neither," I replied calmly, standing just far enough to avoid any immediate attack but close enough to show I wasn't afraid. "I'm here because I understand what you're doing. And I think you're wasting your potential."

Her eyes narrowed, but I could tell she was intrigued. "Oh? Enlighten me."

I took a step closer, keeping my tone casual but laced with just enough respect to flatter her. "You've done what no one else has managed. You've shaken Ladybug and Cat Noir—heroes who are practically untouchable. That takes skill, precision, and an understanding of how people think. But all this?" I gestured toward the illusions surrounding us. "It's only temporary. You're proving a point, sure, but what happens when they undo it? When Ladybug inevitably restores everything to how it was?"

Her smirk faltered ever so slightly, and I knew I had struck a nerve. "What's your point?"

"My point is that you're better than this. You have the power to shape how people see the world. To make them question everything they thought they knew. But instead of using that power to create something lasting, you're letting your emotions control you."

Volpina's gaze hardened, but there was a flicker of doubt beneath her bravado. I had her attention.

"I'm suggesting we combine our strengths," I said smoothly. "You want to be remembered, don't you? To be more than just a villain of the week who freed themself? I can help you with that. Together, we could build something far greater than what either of us could achieve alone."

She tilted her head, her lips curving into a sly smile. "And what's in it for you, Luka? Why should I trust you?"

"Because I see the bigger picture," I replied. "And because, unlike Ladybug or Cat Noir, I'm not here to stop you. I'm here to make sure your story isn't forgotten."

Her eyes searched mine, as if trying to decipher whether I was genuine or playing her. But in that moment, I knew I had planted a seed of doubt—not in her power, but in her approach.

Volpina's illusions began to shift, the edges softening, becoming less aggressive. It was subtle, but it was enough for me to see that she was considering my words.

"Fine," she said at last, her voice cool but with a hint of interest. "You have my attention. But don't think for a second that I trust you."

"I wouldn't expect you to," I replied with a small smile. "But trust isn't necessary. Not yet."

Behind us, the sounds of Ladybug and Cat Noir fighting against Volpina's illusions continued, but I had no intention of joining that battle—not yet. My focus was on Volpina, on the potential alliance that could shift the balance of power in this city.

The question now was whether I could keep her trust long enough to use it to my advantage.

stepping closer to her as the chaos of her illusions surround us . "I have a plan one that'll give you a way to make this moment stick. Right now, you're putting on a show, but it won't last. Ladybug's Miraculous Cure will sweep all this away, and when it does, people will forget."

She stood their arms crossed with a questioning look on her face. "What's your plan?"

I stepped even closer, careful not to breach her personal space. "We're both after the same thing, Volpina—control. Whether it be control of a narrative or something else. You use illusions to manipulate reality; I use strategy. Together, we could create something... unforgettable."

Her smirk returned, though it was tinged with skepticism. "And what makes you think I need your help?"

"Again because right now, you're thinking small," I said plainly. "You've got all this power, all this potential, and you're using it to play cat-and-mouse with Ladybug and Cat Noir.

"What do you know? Your the one who questioned my—"

"I understand more than you think," I interrupted, my voice firm but not unkind. "But I also know that you're smarter than this. You don't want to be remembered as Volpina, the villain. You want to be Lila, the girl who earned Ladybug's trust. You want people to believe in you, right?"

She hesitated, I knew my words had fed her ego and hit the right spot

"I have an idea," I continued, stepping closer but still keeping my distance. "What if you could turn this around? What if you could show everyone that you're not just another akumatized villain, but someone who overcame the akuma? Someone who stood up to Hawk Moth and proved they're better than his manipulation?"

Her lips parted slightly, a flicker of intrigue crossing her face. "Go on."

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I explained my plan, carefully crafting it to appeal to her ego and her need for validation. The idea was simple but effective: Volpina would stage a grand "redemption" moment. This was already apar t of the original series but had failed. She would confront Ladybug and Cat Noir, pretending to resist Hawk Moth's influence. In doing so, she'd create the illusion of breaking free from the akuma on her own.

But there was a twist.

"You can't do this alone," I said, my voice low and conspiratorial. "If you want people to believe it, you'll need someone to vouch for you. Someone who saw it happen and can tell the story in a way that makes you the hero."

She raised an eyebrow, suspicion creeping back into her tone. "And I suppose that someone is you?"

"Think about it," I said with a soft smirk. "People in the class already trust me, and I'm not as gullible as the others. If I tell the story, people will believe it. And more importantly, Ladybug and Cat Noir will believe it."

Her expression wavered, the gears turning in her mind. She wasn't fully convinced yet, but I could see the temptation in her eyes.

"And what do you get out of this, Luka?" she asked, her tone sharp but curious.

I shrugged, keeping my expression neutral. "The satisfaction of helping someone rewrite their story. And maybe a little credit for seeing the potential in you."

She studied me for a long moment, the tension between us palpable. Then, slowly, she nodded her mind still powerful enough to resist the akuma's influence. 

The next part of the plan was risky, but it had to be done. I guided Volpina to the side of the courtyard, where Ladybug and Cat Noir were still struggling against her illusions. The mayhem had reached its peak, students and teachers scattered in panic as reality twisted and turned around them.

Volpina stepped forward, her illusions rippling with newfound purpose. I stayed a few steps behind her, keeping my body language calm and non-threatening.

"Ladybug!" Volpina's voice rang out, cutting through the noise.

The real Ladybug turned, her yo-yo at the ready. Cat Noir was at her side, his staff poised to strike. Both of them looked wary, their eyes darting between Volpina and the illusions around them.

"I'm not your enemy!" Volpina declared, holding up her hands in mock surrender. "Hawk Moth tried to control me, but I fought back. I'm breaking free!"

Ladybug's eyes narrowed, suspicion written all over her face. "You expect us to believe that? After everything you've done?"

I had to agree I didn't expect her to do it so. blunty, but I stook to my role.

"She's telling the truth!" I called out, stepping into view.

Both heroes turned to look at me, surprise flashing across their faces. I met Ladybug's gaze, my expression steady and sincere. "I saw it happen. She's resisting Hawk Moth. She's trying to make things right."

Volpina nodded, her voice taking on a pleading tone. "I just want to prove I'm better than this. Please, give me a chance."

The next few minutes were a blur. Ladybug and Cat Noir hesitated, clearly unsure whether to trust her. But the combination of Volpina's performance and my vouching for her was enough to tip the scales.

Lila with all her effort released the akuma from its container, a fox tailed hair clip.

Ladybug threw her yo-yo, capturing the akuma in a flash of light. The illusions dissolved instantly, the courtyard returning to normal.

As the dust settled, Volpina—now Lila again—stood at the center of the crowd, looking shaken but relieved. The students and teachers began to gather around her, their expressions a mix of awe and sympathy.

"She resisted Hawk Moth," someone whispered.

"She's so brave," another voice added.

I stayed in the background, letting Lila soak in the attention. She glanced at me briefly, her eyes held an unknowing emotion. I nodded subtly, satisfied that the plan had worked.

But this wasn't just a victory for Lila. It was a victory for me too.

In a single move, I had positioned myself as the voice of reason, the one who saw through the chaos and brought order. Lila owed me now, and so did everyone else who believed the story we had spun together.

The game was just beginning.


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