Marc's P.O.V:
I feel small nudges on my right cheek as I slowly open my eyes again. That same strange creature at my face as it continue's to try and wake me up. I groan softly as I sit myself up, the mint green creature slowly backs away from me slowly with it's arms in a cross shape.
"That's one way to start introductions..." The creature slightly sasses me as, just assuming his voice is more of a male's, he keeps his little nub like arms together in a cross.
"W-What... e-even are y-you!?"
The same mint green cobra like creature forwards itself towards me as I simply squeak and back away. Leaving the mint cobra to sigh and mumble to himself for a short moment.
"Listen, I'm Spades, the Snake Kwami. You were chosen to be the next protector of Paris. As the newest protector of Paris, you'll be helping out Ladybug and Chat Noir with Akuma's that attack the city," Spades explains to me as he finally uncrosses his arms, "Your powers as the Snake wielder is Agility, Pride and Bravery. To transform, you have to say 'Spades, Fangs out!'"
I just need to know, what are even in those chocolate croissants?! I sigh as I need to be dreaming right now. Or if the rest of today is just some fake events. If today is a day of fake, unreal events. I will really be happy, so everything about Nathaniel with Lila is gone from my head and is never even considered.
"I-I'm... dreaming... r-right?" I ask Spades in front of me, his large diamond-ish shaped head shakes to me as he sighs softly.
"Sorry, this isn't a dream. But either way, today's your chance to prove yourself a hero!"
"W-Wait, what-?"
A deep thud rumbles through my words as I fall back down flat onto my bedroom floor. What is that?! I scramble back to my feet as I hurry to the window. I swiftly open them up as I stare downwards to the streets. A woman with no colors, just black all over her as she chases after random civilians. I scan all the people running as one of them is... Nathaniel?! But, he should be home by now! I shut my windows back shut as mental panic rushes through every vein in my body.
"Calm down! Please, this is your chance!"
"... I'm Marc.... B-By the way Spades, but... how c-can I even handle an Akuma, w-when I c-can't calm myself down?"
Spades comes closer to me as he places a stub, which I can only assume is his hand to my fingers on my face as he smiles softly, his two little white fangs showing to me.
"Just transform, I promise it'll all be better!"
Nathaniel's P.O.V:
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA! None of you can escape me! For I'll turn you all into my soldiers for my army!" The Akuma villain inform not just me, all the people all around me too as she continues to shoot at us black rays from the rings on her fingers. Taking down slowly one after another of people to my left and right.
My heart feels like it'll just give up right here, right now. All the people that are shot down slowly rise back up, swallowed in a black color as they start to chase after us, the remaining non-stop. Sweat runs down my neck as I keep up my pace as best I can, but god none of this is at all good!
"Ennie meenie miney mo! I'll just go for you!"
I look over my shoulder to see the woman cock her rings to me as they start to charge up and shortly shoot a black beam at me. I give out the last of my breath out to a scream as I cover my face with my arms.
But, am I supposed to not feel anything when the shot is hit? I slowly uncover my face as I immediately feel it all burn up. A male wearing mainly a mint green suit, with black diamond like shapes close together in some areas to represent scales. His green mask only covering his eyes and some of his nose along with a flat headpiece representing a cobra's shape attached to the back of his suit too. A snake like tail hangs off him as he lifts his belt up, moving the tail around a bit as well.

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A 'Special' Issue (MLB Nathaniel Kurtzberg x Marc Anciel)
FanfictionAfter the events of Reverser. Nathaniel Kurtzberg and Marc Anciel are the hottest talk together thanks to the on going creations of comics they make together. The days move on as the two artists begin to become closer and closer with each other as e...