(Edited. Oh god my writing is so BAD.)
"Come on... is there anything happening in Paris, other than stupid teenage villains?" You pondered to yourself as you maneuvered through the city.
You had a radio in your hood which you modified to catch police scanners signals, which is very helpful when you're a 'vigilante' trying to stay under the radar. Today's akuma is 'Copycat', a jealous sculptor that can't control his emotions.
I didn't bother taking part in the 'crime' because all he did was yoink a priceless painti- you know what I change my mind, Go get him Bug girl.
I was laying on some old building that looks like an old dance movie should be filmed here. After about 5 minutes I saw a bunch of white butterfly clumps go through the sky and I correctly assumed they day was 'saved', I mean what was he really gonna do?
I finally fought something on the scanner that I thought was interesting, they reported something about a Stark plutonium truck being hijacked.
"Parisians, Ladybug and Chat Noir may have saved the day from Copycat but it appears that there is another dilemma happening. A Stark Industries plutonium truck has been hijacked by three large males."
"Yes! Finally!" I yelled gleefully, and jumped up and off the four story building, Swinging through the air, doing flips, and falling is what makes my day.
Some where else in Paris.
"Pound it!"
The two French hero's fist bumped each other after defeating yet another akumdatized Parisian. As they jumped across rooftops side by side they noticed another being swinging through the air.
"WHOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Who was that my lady, another miraculous?" Chat questioned his partner.
"I'm not sure, let's go check Chat". That being said they both sped after you in suspicion wondering if you were another akuma or another miraculous.
"They're pretty fast M'lady"
"just keep going!".
They lost you.
Back to you
I caught up to the hijacked vehicle, I saw that they melted the locked in the back giving them access to the radioactive substance.
I gripped the side of the truck and knocked on the driver window. "Hello, Mr Criminal, hello?" He rolled down the window giving me a clear view of the markings under his eyes.
I opened my hand in a 'hand shake' like matter, "Hi I'm Spider-woman, but you can call me webby or that spider person" I smiled mockingly which he couldn't see due to the mask but he could see my mask's eyes move in half moon shaped.
He tried to punch me and failed miserably, "whoa! Not a shaker?" I crawled to the roof of the truck and dangled my legs and head down "How 'bout a hugger-"
"I am killer" he said in a thick Russian accent and shot his LMG at me.
"Whoa! OK!" I went back onto to the roof of the truck to avoid having a huge hole in my face. I looked back down and yelled 'uh, Hold on I'm gonna be right back." giving him a smile as he screamed at no one in particular.

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Not From Here [Miraculous Reader Insert]
FanfictionIt was supposed to be a quick 'n' quiet night. Babysit favourite cousin, then get munchies and home; however, the night had other ideas. Now you're stuck in France with SuperHero-Teens and a now alive Dad. What Will You Do Next?