She looked out of the window of the car, the time blinking in the corner of her glasses, 12:30 a.m. it had been a long and terrible night, such a sad ending to such a perfect day, like it usually is.

"It's just like every other move," the agent said, her green eyes on her work tablet. "You'll get settled in as soon as you get there, get to know your new guardians and get your belongings put away, and go to school the next day. Nothing to fret about." she added with a reassuring smile, like always.

Why had she let herself believe that this time it would be different, that this wouldn't happen, that what had happened all the other 15 times wouldn't happen this time, that they could live in Hungary happily, for the rest of their lives, her and her sister. She looks over at her sister, curled up with her stuffed cat in her hands, and her real ones sleeping on either side of her or on top of her, all sleeping soundly, not even realising what had happened an hour ago, a sleep sense 10, a smile on her face, probably dreaming of her friends in their school, not knowing she would never see them again, and them, wondering what happened to her. It had started out good that day, she thought to herself as she looked to the window again, she had aced her test, the person who had been bullying her was sick, and she had made plans to go to the movies with her friends the next day. She and her sister had been enjoying being in the house alone as their guardians went to the theater, to enjoy the musical in town at that moment, being invited to the after party as well, she was eating popcorn watching tv with her sister a sleep next to her, when she heard a knock at the door. When she opened it the face of the agent was grim and sad, and that's when her heart dropped. The agent would only be there if they had to leave, either because their guardians didn't want them, or they couldn't take care of them any more, and it was never the former.

"I'm sorry," the agent had said, "but their was a fire t the theater, no one mad it out,you'll have to pack up and come with me."

She had packed up quickly and cared her sister into the awaiting car, not wanting to wake her, the cats following closely behind.

"You should try to get some sleep," the agent said, stirring her from her thoughts, "it'll help."

It wouldn't, and the agent knew that, but she tried anyway, even though sleeping was nearly impossible for her, having insomnia sense she was three, eventually though, around one, she dozed off, into her nightmare filled sleep. She was three watching her father get loaded into an ambulance after just collapsing in front of their house after church, the neighbors seeing this and calling the hospital. Then she driving away from her father's funeral with her grandparents, the car colliding with another and her shielding her sister from the brunt of the collision. Then she was in the hospital crying out for help as all she could see was colorful blobs, not knowing where her sister was or if she was okey, fearing that her promise to always keep her safe broken so soon after making it. Then she was five, locked in a closet fro trying to go to church. Then she was seven, an ugly gash going over her left eye, hurting twice as much as it was bleeding her grandmother looking at her disgusted as was boarding an ambulance, not disgusted by the wound itself, but the fact that she lied on how she got the gash, to keep her grandmother from getting arrested. Then she was in school, no one wanting to be her friend, treating her like she had some sort of disease. Then she was 10, her grand-mère

and grand-père, the only loving family they had left, dieing. Then she was in her room, crying as she feared what would happen to her and her sister, none of their living relatives wanting them, saying they are to fend for themselves. And then she didn't know how old she was, and she watched as her grandmother transfigured into a demon and tortured people she didn't recognise but she felt like she knew them like they were her family, the only person she recognised was her sister, but she felt like she knew them, all of them, and she could do nothing to help them, because when she tried, she found that her hands were chained to a stone, and she could only watch and listen and scream at her grandmother to stop, as her friend, her family yet to be known were killed, right before her eyes and she could do nothing to save them, their screams for help unanswered, as the life left their eyes, as their bodies stopped writhing, trying to get free. 'Why?' she asked her demonic grandmother, and the reply was this, 'One less light in this world is a good thing.' and her grandmother lunged.

She jolted awake, her sweat a slimy film on her skin. She looked at the time, four am, she had gotten three hours of sleep, she hadn't gotten that much sleep in one go in two years. She looked at the seat across from her, the agent was sleeping, this would be her only chance. She slowly and quietly took the agents tablet, and hooked it up to her glasses. When she was done unlocking it, she went to the file that held her and her sisters fate, the newest sent doc yet to be read. It said Mexico, by Texas. No, not Mexico anywhere but Mexico. She quickly got rid of it and replaced it with a place she saw in her dreams, the landmark in the background of the last part of her dreams, it was the Eiffel tower. So she got them sent to Paris, living with a family that owned a ice cream shop, and got them signed up for public school, and the school was called Francoise Dupont High school, in the class of a miss Bustier.

AUTHORS NOTE

Hey y'all, this is my first fanfic and i'm having a lot of fun writing it! So i will be adding author's notes every once in awhile for stuff and contests to get an idea of yours in my story and other stuff you can right fan art if you want to just give me the link and this takes place one year after Adrien and Marinette get their miraculi (yes that's how i say it plural, deal with it) so in here they are 16 instead of 15. So ya thats pretty much it see y'all later, the fangirl (thats my internet name)