I've never done anything this serious before, so I'm pretty unsure about this story. But um... enjoy!
There was blood everywhere. Splattered over the pavement, soaked into clothing, trickling over skin.
The city was dark, the gray sky dulling the usually vibrant colors of Paris. Debris from crumpled buildings littered the streets.
Two figures lay alone on a rooftop.
They were victorious in battle, but it had cost them. Too much.
Beep. Four dots.
Ladybug's eyelids fluttered. She couldn't move, she couldn't get up; she was just so tired. Pain washed through her body in waves, making her dizzy.
Blood seeped from the wound in her stomach, staining her costume a deeper red. It had begun to pool around her body.
She tried to take a deep breath, but just that simple action had her chest contracting in pain. She couldn't hold in a whimper, and the sound seemed to trigger a movement to her left.
She forced her eyes open, caught sight of her partner, and tensed in horror.
Chat Noir was unconscious, blood dripping from multiple wounds on his torso, his arms, his face. His breathing was shallow, his face was disfigured with several cuts and bruises, and his blond hair was matted with dried blood.
Beep. Three dots.
"Chat," she managed to croak out. Her own voice sounded strange to her; it was low and raspy. The effort of speaking racked her body in pain, her muscles tightening. The agony almost made her pass out.
Her partner stirred and let out a groan.
"Chat," she said again, a little louder.
He finally opened his eyes. Blood was steadily dripping from a deep cut on his face under his cheekbone onto the pavement under them. His features were twisted in pain, his mouth set in a hard grimace.
It broke her heart to see him like this.
"Milady," he whispered. His fingers inched across the space between them to touch hers. And there they lay, broken, dying. Yet their hands were still linked in unity despite the destruction around around them.
Because they're partners in battle. Yin and yang. Equal and opposite. Soulmates.
They fight together. Suffer together. Laugh together.
Die together.
Ladybug closed her eyes, listening to Chat Noir's rasping breaths beside her. He won't last much longer, she knew, but then again, she wouldn't either.
Beep. Two dots.
It was somewhat comforting that they were going to leave this world side by side. Of all the people she could've spent her last moments with, she was glad it was Chat Noir by her side, holding her hand.
The world around them was silent. There was only the faint sounds of their dying breaths. Then Chat Noir spoke.
"I guess... this is it... isn't it?" he whispered.
Ladybug nodded her head almost imperceptibly.
"I want... you to know... that I love you, milady. Always have... always will." A thin trickle of blood leaked from the corner of his lips.
"I know," she said, tightening her grip on his hand. "I love you too, mon Chaton."
Beep. One dot.
She looked at him, taking in his face, his eyes. For a moment they just stared at each other, implanting each other's image into their minds.
And then Chat Noir smiled, a sweet, genuine smile that lit up his features. One of the cuts on his cheek split further, producing another stream of blood. If that pained him at all, he didn't show it.
"Whatever it is that awaits us, milady, we'll go through it together."
Ladybug smiled back at him. "I'll—" She coughed. "I'll see you there, kitty."
Chat Noir let out a relieved sigh, his smile still lingering on his face. He took a deep breath, and his electric green eyes drifted shut for the last time.
His heart gave another feeble beat, then stopped. His hand went limp in hers.
A single tear slid down Ladybug's cheek, tracing a path through the grime and the blood. She closed her eyes and waited.
"I'll be right there, mon Chaton... I'll be right there."
Beep.
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