Marinette sat there with her legs out in front of her as the rain poured down rapidly on her head. She was amazed that a car hadn't come in contact with her yet, being that she had been out there for five minutes.
Her parents hadn't come out looking for her, but they never noticed anything you and Marinette did until it was too late. She knew you weren't coming back out, because you didn't care.
You don't even care.
Marinette stood abruptly.
As they say, old habits die hard.
Fuming with anger, Marinette stormed towards the bakery. As she slammed the door open, your parent's heads shot up.
"Welcome home honey-"
Marinette ignored them completely and ran up the stairs.
She walked to your door and slammed it open. You jumped harshly from surprise and your eyes grew cold the second they landed on her.
"Get out," you hissed. Marinette stalked over to you, yanking you up by the shirt.
She kept her grip tight and pulled you close to her face. "You know what bitch? Fuck you!" she screamed, pushing you backwards.
You smacked against your bed frame with a loud thud. You felt your shirt tear against your back, making you completely livid.
"Really? You really wanna go there?!" You screamed and lunged at her.
The two of you rolled across your floor as you tugged at each other's hair. You kicked at her, trying desperately to get her off you every time she flipper the two of you over.
"Fuck you!" Marinette screamed. "Why are you so selfish?" She was crying but hadn't realized it.
"I'm the selfish one?" You asked with a laugh. "You're the worst fucking person to ever walk this pitiful Earth!" Your voice came out in a crackling scream.
The two of you had shoved each other off, and you now stood at opposite corners of your room. Marinette stood with dark eyes directed towards you, as her hand crept closer to your keyboard.
"Don't you fucking dare!" You screamed out in terror.
"I thought Y/n was going to be my master piece." The look across his face was completely malicious. "Who would have thought I would stumble across an opportunity to akumatize both of them."
His hand cupped over his other, the dark particles turning the white butterfly into something that could do more harm than imaginable. "Fly away, my little akuma, and bring my greatest villain yet to life!"
You had the end of your keyboard gripped in your hands. Your knuckles paled under your tight grip, and an instense pounding pain soared through your joints.
"Let it go," You hissed.
You barely managed to stop her from whatever she planned to do with it. She either was going to use it to kill you or throw it out the window, either way she was trying again to destroy something you loved.
One of the only things you had.
"I'm sure you can just make a new one! You're perfect at everything you do anyways!" Marinette screamed. You couldn't believe your parents had yet to come upstairs.
You laughed, baffled by her response. "Seriously? That's what this is about? Your upset because you think that I'm better than you?"
Your questioning pissed her off even more. "Yeah! You always have been. I work so damn hard for everything and you just waltz up in the room and take all of the attention and do it perfectly. Your a damn selfish bitch!" She screamed and you were honestly taken aback.
"Sweetie, what are you doing?" Your mother walked in your room to find you with scraps of fabric spread across your floor, a needle held steadily between your teeth.
You quickly set everything down and spit out the needle. "Uh... nothing?" You laughed nervously and she shook her head with a soft smile on her face. She sat next to you, cross-legged on the floor.
"Why are you sewing?" She asked. You had never taken any interest in it before, so it was surprising to her to find you in here creating something.
"Marinette really loves it, so I wanted to see what it was all about. I'm not very good though." You sighed as you pulled out a failed attempt at a dress from under your bed.
Your mom smiled as she took the fabric out of your hands. She held it up and thoroughly looked over it. "I think it's a good start. Have you thought about asking your sister to teach you?" She asked, hopefully.
You hesitated, but shook your head.
You had wanted to ask her to show you how, but things had been getting steadily worse between the two of you. You both auditioned to be in the school musical. You got the lead and she was stuck on stage crew. Luckily she wanted to design costumes, slowly realizing recently that it was her passion.
Ever since you got the role, she's given up singing and acting completely. You hated that for her.
You hoped that by learning how to sew, you could reconnect with her by assisting her with her designs.
Though you slowly learned, that this effort would simply be in vain.
Like everything else you tried.
You felt your body shake as you stared at her. She had no idea about anything. "You think you have it all figured out, don't you?" Your voice was quiet.
"What?"
"You think you know everything huh? Well I may be talented in some things but at least you actually have a place you can call home!" You we're crying now. "I get it, I live here. My family is here, but I've never felt like I had a place with you guys! My heart is in the clouds and I just want to see the world. Dammit, Marinette, all I ever wanted to do was see how the stars looked from all different places in the world. I wanted to do it with you! If anyone is the selfish bitch It's you!" You screamed and your eyes were clenched tight due to your tears.
"Y/n! Put the keyboard down!" Marinette's voice relayed in a shriek and you felt the pressure release from her side of the keyboard.
Your eyes opened slowly and you saw Marinette grab at her ears, checking for earrings that weren't there.
She always wears them...why not now?
Your internal questioning was cut short when you saw the dark butterfly make its way into the keyboard.
"Peace Wrecker...Princess Justice...it's so very lovely to speak to you again. Don't you remember me? It's your dear old friend, Shadow Moth."
**
The news circulated through Paris as quickly as it always did.
Alya stood in front of her TV, shaking tremendously. "Does she... does she not have her miraculous?" She whispered as the news reporter identified the victims as the Dupain-Cheng twins.
Before she realized it she was running in the direction of their bakery.
She had to get into her room and find the miraculous.
She couldn't believe she had taken it off, but she was even more surprised that Marinette had gotten akumatized.
Why the hell did she take it off?
Alya was so thankful she did.
She knew if Marinette had the miraculous when she was akumatized then this fight would've been long over.
The Dupain-Cheng twins were way to powerful with the added powers of Shadow Moth.
Alya ran into the bakery, luckily dodging your parents as she bounded up the stairs towards Marinette's room. As soon as she made it in there the Kwami's came flying out.
"Alya!" It was Trixx who approached her first.
"Trixx, where's Tikki?" Alya asked in panic, wishing she could work with her Kwami, but knew Ladybug's was needed.
"Marinette sent her in the miracle box. The miraculous is over there." Trixx pointed.
"Why did she do that?" Alya asked, a small gasp escaping her lips.
"They got into a fight. The guardian has been a real stubborn pain ever since that girl came back from New York." Barkk groaned as they flipped through the videos on Marinette's computer.
They landed on a video of the twins. You looked the same as you did last time, ready to spread your despair and anger to everyone. Marinette's whole body was pink with a warden-like outfit. She was shooting beams at people, locking them into a prison of despair. The two of you were competing like always with your similar powers, though the two of you were flying together on the hoverboard your keyboard had turned into.
Alya took out the earrings and hooked them in her ears. Tikki came out with an apologetic look on her face like she was ready for Marinette. "It's bad, Tikki." Was all Alya said.
Tikki didn't even need to look at the screen to know. "All you have to say is, Tikki, Spots on."
**
"You're taking up to much space you moron!" You growled at you sister as you tried to push her off your flying hover board.
"It's your fault you damn brat!" The streets were covered in people suffering. The two of you continued to shoot beams out of the palms of your hands, ignoring the commands of the man who gave you your power.
The only goal each of you had in mind, was to defeat each other.
Chat Noir ran across the roof tops and he was devastated to see that the two of you were Shadowmoth's recent victims.
He cared so much about you and Marinette that this fight felt harder than the first one with you.
"Chat Noir." Alya ran up to him, panting.
His face fell to immediate suspicion. "You're not Ladybug! How did you get her miraculous?" His stick was pointed directly at her face and she threw up her hands up in defense.
"She entrusted it to me for the day, I swear!" Alya pulled out a pre-recorded message Marinette saved in case a situation like this ever occurred.
Chat Noir stood there, unsure, but accepted the fate of that day. "Alright, fine. Let's do this fake-a-boo." He had a grin plastered on his face and Alya rolled her eyes.
"Dumb cat."
The two of them jumped into the sky, "I've gotten Y/n to break through this before! I'm sure Marinette can too." Chat yelled to Alya as they were getting closer to you and your sister.
Alya nodded. "You take Y/n, and I'll get Marinette?" She called out as she swung through the sky.
Chat Noir simply nodded his head. The two of you had your backs facing them as you soared through the sky.
"See! See, I'm winning!" You screamed, laughing maniacally.
"You know what?" Princess Justice's voice was cold. You looked up at her and she was holding her palm out towards you, ready to fire. "I think I might just make you one of my devoted followers. Just like the rest of them."
She motioned to the ground and you eyes followed. Everyone she had imprisoned with her beam was now following the two of you, ready to fight against anyone who tried to get in her way.
"You bitch," You hissed, her lips twisting into a malicious smirk.
"Who's the Peace Wrecker now?" She shifted her expression into a taunting pout, her voice resembling a hollow shell of who she was before akumatization.
Growling and boiling with anger, you grabbed her by the arm and swung her off the hoverboard.
She screamed, but all of a sudden Ladybug swung past and grabbed her quickly. You tilted your head slightly as you watched the red bug hero swing by. She looked incredibly different.
As soon as you realized Ladybug was here you began to scream. "Faster dammit!" You crouched down and smacked your hoverboard over and over, screaming profanities at it. Just as you predicted, Chat Noir hurdled towards your body. As he got closer he wrapped an arm around your waist and your head, protecting you from the inevitable fall. He tackled you, and you screamed the entire way to the ground.
"PRINCESS JUSTICE!" You yelled louder than anyone had ever heard and your voice sent visible sound waves through the city.
The pitch of the sound was incredibly painful to Chat Noir, but his grip never faltered.
Before you knew it, he had you pinned to the ground. Both of his hands tightly gripped your wrists and had them held to the ground on the sides of your head. His left leg was holding him up on the side of you, while his right knee pressed lightly into your thigh.
"Look at me, Y/n." His voice was calm and so familiar.
"That's not my name!" You screamed, thrashing about.
"Yes it is, look at me, Y/n." His voice was calm and you looked up at him with shaky, teary eyes.
"Why do you keep doing this?" You asked him as you began to regain control of your body. "I don't even know y-"
"Marinette!" The familiarity and fear in his voice scared you. You turned your head towards the direction of the sound and noticed it was Luka running towards your sister.
Your heart shattered into pieces as a tear ran down your cheek.
You felt your heart pounding as you were beginning to be taken over by Peace Wrecker again. "The... The board!" You choked out, hoping Chat Noir would understand what you meant.
His eyes shifted towards you, not wasting a second.
"Cataclysm!" He screamed as he jumped towards your floating board, shattering it into pieces with a simple touch.
He watched as the butterfly flew into the air, waiting for Alya to purify it.
His eyes shifted back towards you. You were back to normal, though you sat with your knees clenched tightly to your chest as you were rocking your body in attempt to calm yourself down.
Chat Noir walked over to you, instead of announcing his presence to your anxious form, he simply spoke. "I would never make you feel this way." His voice was quiet and gentle, so much so that you hardly heard him.
Your head shot up. "What?" You asked, barely realizing who was standing before you through your tear-filled vision.
His smile was soft and he crouched down to pat your head. "Want me to take you home?"
You stood, your body trembling. Ignoring his question, you walked over to your keyboard and picked it up, hugging it tightly against your chest. He had shifted closer to you and watched your movements intently.
"She tried to destroy it," you whispered, making his eyes widen in surprise. He wasn't sure if you meant for him to hear that, but his heart broke for you all the same.
You fell to the ground and cried as you held it close to you. "What would I have done...?" You asked yourself as you thought about the reality of almost losing the one way you cope. "This is all I have." You whispered, realizing nothing else here was truly yours.
There was so much Chat Noir wanted to say to you, but he knew he needed to be Adrien to do that. Chat Noir wasn't supposed to know anything about you.
"Come on, let me take you home." He was pulling you up by your forearm.
You no longer had the energy to protest, so you let him pull you all the way there.