Bastard: An unpleasant or despicable person.

The president's lip trembled as he drove by himself to the vault. Ladybug had threatened over the phone that if the president didn't come alone that she would personally hand the president over to Chat Blanc before finding her own way to defeat him. The president drove into the garage of the facility and was escorted to the interrogation room. He opened the door to find Ladybug going over Durant's notes as Durant continued to interrogate Gabriel Agreste for more info. The president walked in, and cleared his throat, everyone stopped to look at him.

"Can everyone please be seated, we have to discuss something." The president declared sitting down at a chair, Gabriel simply smiled and taunted him.

"But Mr. President I am already seated." He said, blinking his eyes as to appear innocent, the president just sighed as they all sat down at a respective distance from each other, the president turned to Durant and spoke.

"Son, I'm going to be brutally honest with you, I don't want you here." The man said as he scowled at Durant, as Durant stood up to defend his justification of being on the team the president raised his hand for Durant to sit down, and he spoke again.

"Except, Ladybug, and you recruit... I'm afraid in the past three hours our police force has been... compromised." The president spoke looking down at his hands he held in a prayer position. Ladybug gasped as Durant shook his head, even Gabriel Agreste's mouth hung open for the first time and he had to wipe his brow with his sleeve.

"How could Chat Blanc do this, he's only one individual, a horribly dangerous one, but some how he has killed thousands of France's police and National Guard in three hours?" Durant asked in disbelief. Ladybug thought back to what Chat Blanc had done to her in her own home.

"Did... I mean, is Chat Blanc mind controlling them?" Ladybug asked raising her hands, the president pointed his finger at her.

"Exactly, all he had to do was get to one officer with a radio and in fifteen minutes he had control of the agency, in thirty, half the national guard." The president spoke and he looked to Gabriel Agreste with a glaring stare.

"Mr. Agreste your little minions could mind control people but never on the level in which the army's eyes are turning yellow and they're marching to Chat Blanc like Hitler's Third Reich!" The president shouted, Gabriel Agreste slammed his handcuffed hands onto the table and yelled back at the president.

"That't what I'm talking about Mr. President, the person behind all this is an immortal creature who doesn't make minions, he makes champions, and before now yes, the reason you see so much mind control in Nooroo's past champions is because one of his abilities is to manipulate." Gabriel Agreste spoke, he now had the room's attention as he spoke with cunning and chilling tones that turned things that sounded like child fantasy into something that seemed more real than it had ever felt before.

"Nooroo, and Chat Blanc together can make twin turn on twin, child against mother," Gabriel Agreste hesitated at his last words and whispered out slowly, inaudible to the others in the room with him, "Father against son..." He shook away from his thousand yard stare and turned to the room, and looked at the president straight in the eye.

"Mr. President this is important, are there violet, and or purple flames in and or around Chat Blanc's body?" Gabriel asked, the president laughed.

"Not since the last time I checked, but it would be nice if I actually had officers on the ground who could check for that!" The president yelled, Gabriel Agreste sighed in relief.

"Good then we have more time then I originally thought." Gabriel spoke, and turned to Ladybug, and stared her directly in the eye. Ladybug was confident of course, but she lacked the audacity of Mr. Agreste to speak in a harsh tone to the leader of a country, Gabriel just looked at her in the eyes, for the first time Ladybug saw a different look in Gabriel Agreste's eyes than she had ever seen before. A relatable sense of desperation and sadness.

"Ladybug, I know exactly how you feel to have someone ask you this..." He said, looking down at his chest, where a Papillon symbol used to shine as a symbol of heroic righteousness, "It hurts, but we need you to de-transform and reveal your identity now, or else we cannot do what is required of us to defeat Chat Blanc." Gabriel Agreste spoke, Ladybug suddenly felt as if she was floating. She had never gone into detail of just how she knew to use each of her lucky charms, the truth was that when she donned the ear rings of the Ladybug, hundreds of voices spoke to her in unison, the voices of the previous holders of the Ladybug, never revealing their names, only their knowledge. All the words came flooding to her at once, in different languages and tongues but they all started to mesh into speech that became perfectly understandable to Marinette.

"Ladybug of the present, one doesn't look to another with permission if it is something they truly desire, ever since the first person to ever don the Miraculous acquired the mask, they have always had the mental battle and desire to tell someone who they truly were. Thus all the Ladybugs know you are turning to us for permission to something we can hardly refuse, yet now more than ever it seems a reveal is needed. There has never been a single Ladybug who has ever had to reveal themselves to more than one person, but there has never been a Ladybug who has had to fight a kwami without the help of her partner, the black cat. So by the voices of the Ladybugs of the past, we decree, reveal yourself Marinette, and save the city of love, save the country of liberty, and save the world!" The last words shook Marinette back to reality, the Ladybugs had never called her by her real name before, she had always been referred to as the "Ladybug of the Present." Ladybug stood up from her chair and yelled.

"Tikki, spots off!" The light shrouded her limbs and she was left in the sweatshirt and volleyball shorts she was wearing earlier, the President, Durant, and especially Gabriel Agreste were speechless. Marinette was no longer Ladybug, yet she had never felt more powerful, she held her fist in the air and grew a grinning smirk on her face.

"Well you wanted to see me Mr. Agreste, here I am."