A/N: Big shout out to my friend QuantumChickpea for not only proof reading this but for also drawing the awesome cover art work. Be sure to check out her stories too.

Prologue …

''Look just listen to me ok?'' Miss Bustier heard someone say in a whispered tone. It was the end of the school day and she was ensuring all of the students had left before heading back to her classroom to grade the recent homework assignments.

However, along the way she decided to double check the boy's locker room as she had noticed the door was ajar.

It was probably nothing but she wanted to make sure as the school was desperate to avoid another drugs scandal following the suspension of Kim Chien Li.

What she didn't expect was to find Adrien Agreste, one of her shy yet troubled students talking to someone in a hush whisper.

Slowly she tilted her head around the showers to see Adrien standing in the corner with his back to her.

''All I'm saying is, we need to be more careful …'' He was leaning against the wall, his hands pressed against it, was he talking to someone he had cornered she wondered. Adrien had never struck her as the bully type but having said that, Marinette had never struck her as that 'type of girl' if the various rumours flooding the school were anything to go by.

''Don't be like that …. I …. Yes I know and I'm grateful you spared her …'' Adrien whispered again in a very low tone. Now this had caught her off guard, what actually did the young man mean by 'spare her'?

Slowly she tried to lean more forward more, desperate to try and figure out who he was talking too but as hard as she tried, she couldn't see anyone.

''I know but … she said she didn't mean to hurt me, she just wanted to get back at that jackass Luka for cheating on her!'' He said in a more raised tone but all Miss Bustier could do was sigh to herself.

''Guess the rumours are true.'' She thought to herself and by now she decided it was time to confront Adrien. It was evident to her no one was there and she was hoping the poor boy wasn't having a emotional or mental breakdown of sorts.

Rumours had circulated he had been heard mumbling and sometimes talking to himself which in a few cases resulted in ridicule from classmates.

She took a deep breath as this wasn't going to be easy, as there was no way to tell how the boy would react.

However, she couldn't predict her reaction to what she heard next.

''NO!'' Adrien hissed to himself. ''That doesn't mean you can go feast on Luka's guts!''

Miss Bustier froze where she stood. Hoping she had imagined hearing the shy, quiet pupil of hers wasn't being serious.

''All I'm saying is, if you have to kill and eat people how about we just stick to the bad people for now?''

She held a hand over her mouth as, trying her best to hold back the shock. Adrien was clearly unwell, she had to go get him help immediately.

''Remember that Theo Barbot guy? …'' Adrien whispered. ''Yeah the sculpture guy who tasted like dinner mints who we caught trying to force himself onto Marinette when she modelled for him.''

Miss Bustier jaw dropped, she remembered the name, it was one of the names of the many victims of a deranged cannibal murder the police had labelled;

''Plagg listen to me!'' Adrien stated in a much more exhausted tone. ''I helped myself to Theo's phone after you were done … well feeding and noticed some familiar names on his contact's page. Guess who one of them was.''

Slowly Miss Bustier tried to sneak away as quietly as she could, praying Adrien didn't hear her.

''Yeah that's right buddy.'' Adrien began as Miss Bustier as she could hear the sinister tone in his voice.

''And if the rumour I heard from Alya is true, you're about to have a feast on some 'bad people' really soon? So, what do you say? We have a deal? No more killing random innocent people and in exchange you get to kill as many criminals as you like?'' He asked but then replied with a ''What do you mean?'' in a panic tone.

Her eyes widen as she tried to pick up some speed towards the door, soon she was running but then within a flash, something shot pass her head and slammed the door in front of her shut.

Miss Bustier was about to scream but ten she felt something wet and slimey wrap around her mouth and then drag her back into the showers.

She was flung hard into the wall with a thud, her back smashing into the tiles as some came loose from the impact.

''Adrien … wait …'' She whimpered as she looked up seeing the young man walk towards her.

She noticed that in his green eyes he was upset and scared, she knew instantly he hadn't meant to hurt her.

''Listen, we can make her understand … I'm sure she'll agree … What? NO!'' Adrien began calming arguing with himself but as he went on, he became more and more aggressive.

''She cares about her students … she'll understand … she can help us make them pay! …. No … Look ….'' He continued as she then noticed the black slime like substance around Adrien's hand, it was slowly spreading around his body as if it was alive.

Miss Bustier tried to scream, she tried to get the words 'help' out of her mouth but all she could do was panic and cry as tears ran down her eyes.

''Please Plagg …. What …'' Adrien continued talking to himself as he looked at her with fear and worry.

''The last one? You promise …. You swear it?'' Adrien bit his lip as the black ooze start to swarm around his face.

He looks directly at Miss Bustier, tears forming in his eyes.

''I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry Miss Bustier …. But he said your too big of a risk and if I … allow him one more innocent …'' He continued as the ooze started to cover his head, forming what looked, almost like cat type ears.

''Adrien … please … I have a fiancée …'' She tried her best to say in-between tears, trying her best to hold them back.

''We're trying for a baby …'' She whispered as the ooze covered his face, forming strange pupil less eyes with a strange jagged edge to them. They glowed a bright green as the ooze covered then finished covering his mouth and chin, engulfing it and forming sharp monstrous teeth.

''Then WE have an agreement.'' The creature now standing before her said in a demonic voice, looking down at her with a long sinister grin.

''Please …'' She begged as it's mouth opening showcasing it's teeth and a long bright red, green slime covered tongue slowing sliding out of it.

Then as it roared, it lunged at her and soon poor Miss Bustier, the favourite teacher of many years to her class of students, the favourite teacher to many other students at Francoise Dupont High School, a woman who didn't she was 3 weeks pregnant was no more.

…

Fred Haprele switch off his MP3 player as he finished the last of his rounds around the school. The music played so loud, he wouldn't have heard anything, unless someone was standing right next to him.

All of the classrooms had been cleaned, busted, mopped, bins emptied etc and now all he had to do was make sure the building was empty.

He remembered seeing his old friend Celine earlier but had decided to let her finish grading the papers. However that was an hour ago and as he passed her class room, he noticed her hand bag and papers were still there, untouched.

Given the recent news reports of a crazed murderer on the loose, he was worried and decided to back track to make sure he hadn't missed something.

The two had known each other for many years, since their days when they were students at Francoise back in the 80s to be more precise.

They were the best of friends, made excellent co-workers and she was his daughter's favourite teacher and god mother but … no one needed to know that.

Fred was an actor 'in-between jobs' so to speak, which believe it or not is common for most actors. Celine had helped him find a small, quiet and easy job in-between auditions as the school's janitor, which he was thankful for.

In a twisted sick way, it was fitting he'd be the one to find her bloodied, torn apart and half eaten corpse in the boy's locker room, and above it, the words 'Plagg! Written in what he didn't doubt was her own blood.

He screamed in terror, it echoed throughout the school as Adrien ran as quickly as he could, his eyes full of tears, hoping that no one saw him and praying his nightmare might one day be over.