As usual, I do not own anything

A queen in her crushed castle

I

"There you are Sabrina", Chloé complained when meeting her friend on the hotel lobby, "You kept me waiting like forever."

The ginger gave her an aplogetic look. "Sorry, I-" "Yeah whatever", Chloé cut her off, "Now let's get up to my room, so you can finally tell me which of my new summer dresses I will wear on which day of the week".

The two girls were just on their way up in the elevator when they heard what must have been people shouting. "Ugh, those noisy tourists!", Chloé groaned. But her theory of the cause for the noise being tourists was debunked as soon as the first gunshot could be heard. "Did someone just shoot?", Sabrina wondered. As the two departed from the elevator, they could hear several more shots, though not as clearly as before, since they were now too far up from the lobby.

"Seriously, they play paintball in our hotel now?", Chloé mused, "Daddy would never allow this".

"Those shots sound like the real thing.", Sabrina corrected her friend, "My ad is a policeman, so I know what a gun sounds like. I don't know what is going on, but it is apperently dangerous"

Chloé did not really appear to take her seriously, but another shot sounding from downstairs finally had her enter the safety of her room. "You coming in or not?", She asked the ginger girl.

Sabrina appeared to be in thought for a moment. "With a background like mine, I cannot just sit by while other people are in danger.", She finally replied, "I'll call my dad on the way downstairs, just lock your door and don't let anyone in."

"Whatever Sabrina, just don't get in the way when Ladybug and Chat Noir arrive", Chloé said and locked her door behind herself.

For just a second, Sabrina had expected the blonde to try and have her stay safe with her, but the realization that something like this was nothing like the Chloé she knew quickly corrected her.

The sight that greeted her as soon as the elevator door opened to reveal the lobby was hectic, messy, and brutal: A handful of men dressed in military-like gear were shouting something Sabrina could not understand and pointing their immense guns at a few members of hotel staff. She could also see some peoples' bodies on the floor, but dared not to investigate further. She was already lucky enough that her exiting the elevator had not yet drawn the attackers' attention to her.

'If I had known this, I could have told dad to bring a swat team along', she thought to herself. She also hoped that Ladybug and Chat Noir would get to the scene soon. Their suits were bulletproof, weren't they?

Sabrina was too caught up in the thought if and how Paris' heroes could deal with opponents like these she did not immediately realize that there was the barrel of a gun directly pointing at her.

She should have moved, hid herself, try something to evade the projectile that was about to be fired at her, but her body simply refused functioning. She just stood there, as stiff as a statue, staring directly in the eyes of the attacker who had his gun pointed at her. Those eyes clearly showed no more trace of common sense...or mercy.

As the shot sounded and the projectile darted at her, all Sabrina could think of was how broken her father would be, and how she hoped Chloé had not turned on the feed of the surveillance cameras.

A/N: I am sorry for what I am about to do to poor Sabrina- and others. It just...needs to happen, please forgive me