In Which a Secret is NOT so Secret Anymore:
He didn't mean to find out, but somehow he did. Sure, if he had listened to Plagg it would still be a secret, but that didn't make it his fault! Ok, maybe it was a little bit his fault. But still, it was an accident! But now that he knew...OH MY GOSH! He knew! Marienette was… but… she couldn't… and yet… she...was. Marienette was...OH NO!
One Secret Earlier…
"You want to cut down the trees?!" A giant humanoid thing with bark for skin and chainsaws for hands towered over the city of Paris. "If you like cutting things down so much, then I'll just have to cut down YOU!" Chat stared at the spectacle, mouth open and eyes wide. Beside him, Ladybug stood, clad in her red and spotted spandex, her normally pale skin was now a new shade of white, her jaw was clenched and her eyes stared in disbelief at this newest challenge. Chat broke the stunned silence after a few moments with a weak "Well ok then!" comment. Ladybug turned to him, her shock having disappeared and her determination renewed. "Akuma?"
"I believe it's the large hippie glasses on his nose."
Ladybug nodded, then turned around, her yo-yo spinning as she ran toward the villainous tree. Close behind her, Chat followed his baton twirling and his green eyes glinting mischievously.
The battle was short, but the long gash on Ladybug's leg wasn't. Sticky, red, hot blood glistened from her ankle, all the way up her calf. If she hadn't been wounded, perhaps things would have ended differently, or, maybe if Chat hadn't been so worried, but, unfortunately, that was not to be so.
"Your leg!" cried out Chat, he leaned down to look at it closer, "It looks pretty bad, we should get it taken care of right away!" Ladybug pulled her leg away from Chat, wincing as she did so. "Not right now Chat, our miraculous are running out of power and I'd rather not see who you are or the other way around." She used her yo-yo as a grappling hook and swung away to the nearest ally to transform. Leaving a very distraught Chat Noir behind. His ring beeped urgently. "Adrien, I can't hold out much longer, we have to leave." Plagg's voice went unheard though, as Chat's mind was already racing with images of his lady's leg a mangled mess. He raced to where he thought she was. He guessed right. He hid in a corner, peering around it to see a flash of pink light,he couldn't turn his gaze in time, and saw her. The quiet girl, the shy, stuttering Marinette. A loud gasp escaped his mouth startling her. She limped around the corner to see who it was, but Chat was already gone.