Chapter One.
"Enough. Damn idiots. I will not allow you to continue your nonsense." Todd, Drake and Grayson have spent at least two hours trying to discover the identity of my soulmate, without much result other than irritating me.
I can't believe how reckless I was. The last thing I need now is my stupid trio of idiotic brothers reminding me of her every five minutes. Maybe two, if we talk about Jason the king of not letting go. I was so tired after one of our sparring sessions that I forgot about it and took of my shirt. When I realized it was too late, they had already seen the small gold mark on my back.
"C'mon Demon Spawn! We never believed that someone like you could have a soulmate, much less a bond so intense as to have the golden mark."
Jason kept insisting. We got to a point where I just couldn't take it anymore. "This soulmate thing is bullshit. This ridiculous link ties people to the point of suffocation by making them believe they could never be happier than with the people with whom they share a stupid tattoo. Well, guess what? Not all of us who receive this stupid mark are good people, nor do we deserve the angels who are connected to us. Sometimes this thing is just bullshit that ties good people with people who don't deserve their love or sympathy. I, I refuse to believe that she doesn't deserve someone better than me."
All three were speechless for the first time. As they thought about what to say, a bright light filled the batcave. A portal opened, clearly showing a redhead dressed as a rabbit.
A miraculous holder, apparently. Although I've never seen that one in particular. Before I could react, the redhead who looked about Dick's age more or less, began to speak.
"Let's see If you are right, baby Robin." And in a second, everything turned to light again, followed by a loud thud.
I didn't expect to open my eyes to find myself in the middle of a random street at midnight. While the trio of idiots got up, I decided to inspect where that strange rabbit woman had sent us, to find myself facing a place I had tried to enter multiple times but had never found the courage to do so. Below, The Dupain-Cheng Bakery, and above, the room of the woman with whom I share a tattoo.
I turned to face my brothers, who were staring at me in complete shock. I guess it's normal since they don't know anything about miraculous to begin with, and I'm not going to explain it to them because it would be an unnecessary nuisance.
"Well, we should return home. Maybe a jet?" The three looked at me incredulously. They always have to be so useless?
"Why we need a jet? Where are we?" Drake was definitely on the verge of passing out from lack of sleep, after answering his question he's going to wake up in a second. This should be fun, at last.
"Paris, France." All three made faces of complete irritation, which I have to accept that I enjoyed after the night they were putting me through.
"Awesome, one of the few places where we don't have Zeta tubes." Added Grayson, clearly thinking what to do next.
"What are we doing here in the first place? That weird bunny sounded like she wanted to give you a lesson little demon. So, start talking. Why are we in Paris?" Jason tries to sound intimidating but honestly he just looks kind of irritated. There's no way I'm going to tell them where we are, so I'm going to have to play dumb until they agree to get out of here.
"I honestly have no idea. I had never been to Paris." I've never been someone to show their feelings a lot so lying shouldn't be too difficult. I do not usually do it since It's a waste of time and energy, but I do not have many options at the moment. I need to get them away from here as soon as possible.
"Damn it, Damian. It didn't take you more than 10 seconds to conclude that we were not only in France, but specifically Paris. The rabbit obviously had unfinished business with you, and I bet this has everything to do with your secret soulmate. So start talking before I lose my patience."
Drake sounded more intimidating than Todd, I'm kinda impressed to be honest.
"Tim is right, Damian. Probably if we return to Gotham the rabbit woman will send us back to France. Apparently she wants you to do something here. So spare us from wasting more time and start talking, please."
Grayson sounded calmer than the annoying pair, wanting to appeal to my friendly side. As if I had one. But, I have to admit, they're right, that weird woman is probably returning me here until I'm brave enough to face her.
"We are here because my soulmate lives here. The room you can see upstairs with the balcony is hers." It took longer for me to confess than what took the three of them to began climbing in the shadows to her balcony. I joined them, and the instant I landed I felt like I was short of breath.
"Stop being a coward, Robin! Come in and talk to her so we can go home." Drake was getting angrier, I'm seriously thinking about knocking him out. I'd rather carry him than keep listening him. It's almost one in the morning but knowing her she's probably awake. Maybe they are right and I should arm myself with courage at once.
I was still analyzing my few options when in a quick and agile movement a beautiful blue-eyed woman came out onto the balcony in defense mode. I was expecting her to curse in French, or even a kick on the stomach. But as soon as our eyes connected, the young woman dropped to her knees and began to cry.
"What the hell, Damian? What did you do to the poor thing to receive you like this?" I heard Todd mutter behind me, but the truth is, I don't even know the answer. I know I hurt her, but it's not normal for her to start crying like this. The only thing I could do was get in my knees with her and hug her. At first she became incredibly tense, but she calmed down after a few minutes.
After what felt like 15 minutes, she began to speak.
"You are not real, but how I wish you were. I miss you every day, you know that right? I, I hope you know that. I miss you so much, D." She was sobbing, and hurting. And my heart just couldn't handle it.
"Angel, What are you talking about? Of course I'm real." She started crying even louder after hearing my voice.
"I would love to, but it's been 10 years since I lost you. I couldn't even say goodbye to you, I should have been there, I should have done something."
What is she talking about? I turned to see my brothers, who saw her as if she was crazy.
"Angel, nothing happened to me, the last time we spoke was two years ago, I really don't know what you're talking about. Here are my brothers who can corroborate that I am not a ghost at all."
• Mari
I decided to obey Damian and turn to meet three men who looked at me with curiosity, I quickly recognized them as the famous Gotham city superheroes. I gently pushed Dami a few centimeters away to see his face. He didn't look 14 like the last time I saw him, but neither did he look 24. At most, he could have been about 18 years old. Very strange things have happened to me throughout my life, but this? I need to calm down and start looking for a solution. If I'm dreaming all this there must be some reason, I have to find out what it is.
"So, If this is real, why are you guys here?" I tried to sound more confident but my lip couldn't stop shaking and my voice sounded much higher than I would have liked.
"I think the Bunny Miraculous holder brought us here, for some reason." What? Alix brought them here? So, this is actually happening? Suddenly the few pieces I had started to fit. They are real, but not from, here. I wipe away my tears with my blouse, trying to collect myself.
"Why would Bunnix bring you here?"
"I was arguing with these jerks about soulmate bonds and how you deserve someone much better than me." Damian looked somewhat embarrassed to admit this in front of me, the woman on the other side of the string.
"I think I get it know." He's real, but not my Damian. My Dami died in that horrible way a decade ago, and there's nothing I can do to bring him back.
I realize that I was thinking for too long and started to explain.
"Bunnix not only brought you to Paris, she brought you to one of the many alternate universes that exist. I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng, but not your Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I'm 24 years old, and here, in my universe, you died in a horrible accident at the league 10 years ago along with your grandfather."
The four of them were speechless. The one in the halmet somehow managed to say "What the hell?"