People think my life is perfect.

Fame, fourtune, everything I could ever want.

Yeah...

...I don't think so.

My mother... well, she's gone. The love of my life likes someone else.

The only people I have are my four best friends; Nino Lahiffe, Alya Cesaire, Chloe Bourgeois, and Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

And my father?

It's complicated.

At least I have Plagg to cheer me up.

"Adrien! I want cheese!" Plagg whined.

Sometimes.

"Can't you wait?" I glared. "I'm getting ready for school."

"But I want cheese!" Plagg pouted.

"Well, too bad."

Plagg's features softened. "Hey, kid, are you okay?"

"Yeah, Plagg, I'm fine."

Plagg flew in front of me, realization on his face.

"It's your mother's birthday, isn't it?"

I winced, sighing. "Fine. It's my mother's birthday. I'm in a bad mood today."

Plagg sat in my hair, smiling softly. "Hey. Why don't you go talk to your dad? Maybe he'll listen to you, be an actual father for once."

"Huh. That's not a bad idea. Thanks, Plagg," I smiled.

"Don't mention it, kid. But you owe me cheese."

I laughed, Plagg flying into my bag as I exited my room.

My bodyguard was waiting outside in the car for me, but I walked right past the door, towards my dad's office.

I noticed that Nathalie wasn't waiting outside the door, as usual; she must be talking to him.

I opened the door, peeking my head in. "Nathalie? Father?"

Neither father or Nathalie were in the office, but I noticed a faint light from behind my father's desk, right under my mother's painting.

I went closer, not able to resist the cat in me .

A small hole was in the ground, a light coming from it.

Peering down into it, I saw someone- my father.

"Sir, are you sure this is what Emile would want?" A voice spoke, clearly Nathalie.

"I'm doing this for her, Nathalie. For Adrien as well," My father spoke in an emotionless tone. "Once I have Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculous, I can bring her back."

I froze, eyes wide. Plagg poked his head out of my bag, his tail puffed up in shock.

"But sir-"

"We can be a family again, Nathalie! All I need is the right akuma victim. Don't you want the same for me?"

Nathalie was silent.

"That's what I thought. NooRoo, dark wings rise!"

I watched in shock as my father turned into a villain all too familiar to Paris.

I stood up, clapping a hand over my mouth and running out of the office, tears threatening my eyes as I raced to my room.

Slamming the door, I fell to the ground, shoulders shaking, thoughts running through my head, wishing I didn't see what had just happened, wishing I wasn't so unlucky.

Plagg flew out of my bag, sitting on my leg, shaking a bit himself. "K-Kid? Are y-you okay?"

Tears ran down my cheeks, my world turning upside down in a matter of seconds.

"My f-father... i-is HawkMoth."