I looked over the city of Paris from on top of the louvre, the cities bright lights and sounds no longer comforted me as they once had. I had been on edge all day, this target wasn't like the others not in the least. We weren't fighting and akuma or even a villain depending on how you looked at the situation but rather someone I had looked up to for sometime now.
Miss the old the days when everything was so simple, no schemes, lies, or deception. We caught the Akuma, saved the people, lived as heros and that was it. It seems like a fairytale looking back at it now.
What went wrong?
I heard a rustling behind me a shadow darted between the shadows of an alley. Chat noir, I quickly summoned my Kwami and took on the form of the peacock miraculous. My hair flared out taking on a darker indigo shade tied up in a bun stuck with a hair stick that was my miraculous charm. My clothes changed into a full body indigo suit with a wing design on my back wrapping around me with the tips of the wings crossing at my front. I had a folding fan of peacock feathers strapped to my waist and my mask covered almost my whole face in a feathered design leaving only the bottom of my nose and my mouth free. I followed the path I had seen the shadow go and called out.
"Chat, I know your there. Let's get this over with." He jumped down from his hiding place from on top of a fire escape and gave me a side way glance, he looked disheveled, his eyes not really focusing on me. Seems he's been on edge about this whole thing as well. We stayed silent for a second be fore he spoke up.
"Do you ever wish things could have gone..." I cut him off
"Of course I do! You think i want to do this! This isn't about what I or you want. What's done is done and now we all have to live with the consequences." I stormed of in the direction I knew our target was most likely to be trusting that chat would follow.

We were at out destination fairly quickly I dreaded what was to come but we had no choice. I hope what we're about to do was right. That some how we would be forgiven. But I doubt it.

I looked up and saw her sitting there on the roof of a building, feeling dangling over the edge as she stared into the distance of the brightly lit city, passers oblivious to the tension in the air. Chat and I climbed up silently though she knew we were there. I sat down beside her and looked across the city before speaking, "I know why you did it. I would have done the same. I want you to know that. " I saw her nod from the corner of my eye. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it
"I know. And I hope you know I don't hate you for what you have to do next. She looked behind her. I don't blame you either chat." He just stood there looking down. I couldn't see his face but I knew he was crying because of the tear drops that hit the ground. She turned and looked at the city again and I took the chance to get one last look of her. She looked so peaceful, so calm. There was no fear or anger. Only acceptance and maybe some sadness. My throat closed up. I was barely able to speak my last words.
"I love you Marinette." She smile at me and hugged my close. I couldn't hold back my tears anymore and they poured down my face. I let out a shaky breath and hugged her back.
"I love you too. Both of you. No matter what. " we stayed like that for a long time until she went limp and the empty syringe fell from my hand. I was sobbing at this point shaking. I couldn't take it. This broke me. What happened next obliterated me.

made this originally for a challenge. Hope you like it.