I was bored...and then this came out...don't kill me please
Guilty as Charged
by thepeacockandthebutterfly
Number 1: Loved Him to Death
Ladybug held the gun to Chat's head, hands trembling. "P-please," she whispered, sky blue eyes begging the villain to free her from his will.
But Hawkmoth would not be deterred, his cold silvery blue eyes locked on the sight of the two heroes before him.
Chat refused to show any fear, despite the fact that he was shaking. He knew that, in the end, he was dispensable, but his lady was not. "Do it, M'Lady," he said, voice hardened as to not let his emotions show. He didn't want to cry, didn't want to give Hawkmoth te satisfaction.
Ladybug's jaw tightened, as did her grip on the slender metal weapon in her palm. She clicked off the safety with an eerie precision, trying to detach herself from the situation so that it was like she was watching it unfold from above, Ladybug took another deep breath, steeling herself to do it. She turned her huge blue orbs back towards Hawkmoth, nonverbally pleading one last time.
Hawkmoth sneered. "Listen to your cat boy, Ladybug, do it." His voice held no pity for her, only spite and something akin to triumph.
"I love you, chaton, I love you and I'm so sorry," Ladybug whispered, her careful control over her tears slipping. A solitary tear drop dripped down her cheek, leaving a salty trail of water on the pale skin.
He turned to look up at her then, a complicated emotion filling his glowing green eyes. "I have always loved you, M'Lady," he said, not bothering to conceal the slight bitterness that came with the knowledge that he was about to die. Bitterness that Ladybug had spent so many years with him trying to run from her feelings and she only accepted them when he was seconds away from death.
Ladybug whimpered slightly, guilt flooding her at the almost accusing time Chat had adopted. "I'm sorry, chaton," she repeated, slim fingers beginning to pull back on the trigger.
Chat kept his head facing straight towards Hawkmoth, but he began to mutter under his breath to Ladybug. "I love you too, Ladybug, but you need to kill me and then immediately grab my ring. Don't let him get to it first!"
Tears obscuring her vision, Ladybug lined up her shot before closing her eyes and pulling the trigger back harshly. She felt the gun rebound back into her hand with a wince and simultaneously heard the horrible sound of metal ripping through flesh. Ladybug felt several droplets of a hot liquid splatter against her suit as she stood frozen, eyes squeezed tightly shut. She wanted so badly to scream, to declare her loss to the heavens, but knew that to do so would only please Hawkmoth. Instead she turned towards the villain, opening her eyes to glare at him.
Hawkmoth began to clap slowly, relishing the fury of the girl in front of him. He took several careful steps forward, projecting confidence and arrogance. "Give me the ring now, little lady," he scoffed, lip curling at the pathetic sight that was the heroine. Blood splattered across her equally crimson suit, contrasting against her pale skin and traumatized blue eyes. He didn't even consider the possibility of what happened next, too certain was he of his victory. He had assumed that Ladybug would be too traumatized to pose a threat.
He was wrong.
Ladybug turned to Chat's corpse, pure rage drowning out her fear and guilt. She swallowed down the urge to vomit at the sight of Chat's limp body, refusing to look at the neat bullet hole in the side of his head, the wound still bleeding heavily. Instead she knelt and pressed a kiss to his cold lips, simultaneously slipping the ring off of his finger.
She met Hawkmoth's eyes evenly as she placed the ring on her finger, reveling in the terror that suddenly formed in his eyes.
"You will pay," she snarled, light pouring from her eyes as they turned pure white. She stalked forward as her new transformation wrapped around her in the form of absolute light and darkness. And then she lifted a hand before Hawkmoth, preparing to kill him. But before she brought the killing blow down upon the man, she grinned suddenly. Insanely.
She leaned forward and whispered something in his ear, enjoying how his eyes widened in shock just before his dying screams filled the air.
And then she walked away from his corpse, eyes lighting up at the thought of the genocide she would inflict upon Paris.
"They will all pay for his death...and I will not stop until Paris has been razed to the ground."
It's short because I got super motivated and then I wrote Chat's death and got sad and didn't want to write anymore... :(