Okay I have wanted to write this for a long now...I couldn't wait for the end of my ongoing stories, so anyone was waiting for those posts you have to wait another two days.
If I accidently copied someone idea, please forgive me because I don't read a lot. The characters used aren't mine.
Brace yourself for spelling mistakes...
He had finally won. He had gotten the Ladybug and Cat miraculous, and now he could do what he had reamed of for about as long as he could remember now.
"What you want isn't going to happen," he remembered the words of his son. It had been the hardest then, looking at the disgusted eyes of his son. And there had also been that encounter with Nathalie who, at the last moment, decided that she wanted to be on the good side. Well it was just a minute setback...he had dealt with it later on.
He shook his head returning back to the situation at hand. He stared at the miraculouses in his hand. He was starting to have second thoughts, he could already see the disappointment from...
'No,'he instructed himself,'You have lost almost everything you have had for her. She would understand and so would Adrien.'
He looked at the miraculouses again. There was no time to waste now, he was sure his son would be back soon. Gabriel couldn't tie him up. He took off his own miraculous putting it back into it's box. He begin slipping the ring on, followed by the earings. He had specially had his ear pierced for this, even though he hated them to the extent unimaginable. Why and how did they become a part of fashion.
'What were the activating sentences? Oh yes..."
"Tikki spots on! Plagg claws out!"he yelled. He felt himself transforming, but it was different. Oh how powerful it was!
He looked at himself in the mirror, at the purple suit with golden patterns that he didn't have time to look closely at. So now he had just one wish, he already knew what he wanted.
He took a deep breathe. It was done, what he wanted it was done!
He rushed out of his hiding place, up the passage, out the living room, into the basement, down another passage. He wished he wasn't too late.
He looked at the glass coffin of his beloved wife the only one he had poured his out at. The only one deservant of his love. The body inside was moving. The rose in the hand lost it's grip, making it fall. The head moved next. He looked at the scene paralysed. The whole body was moving now, and he only begun to move when it banged onto the glass wall. He sprinted breaking it with his hand, pulling her in a hug he waited for her to speak. She let out a yell of pain. Of course he was hugging too tight. He let her go. And heard the sharp intake of breathe she took in.
"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly. He waited for an answer and seeing her lips move filled him with bliss.
"Can you repeat what you said?" his smile was hurting him.
"I said who are you?" her words hit him like a ton of bricks. He stood frozen like that for a while.
"Down there," he heard Adrien.
"What are they doing?" she inquired her voice clueless. He didn't even hear Adrien's surprise at seeing his mom. He didn't even feel the force put on him by the police. He kept on hearing just a few words rewinding as soon as they finished.
"There is always a consequence to what you get after doing wrong. Your shortcut will make you pay!"
The words he had heard from the girl who used to be Ladybug. Oh how true she had been!
He felt another remorseful sigh escaping when he heard her say.
"Who am I?"
I hope you enjoyed reading. Some of the ideologies I used were made up. Thank you for giving this story a shot.
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Also I would like to add that according to me losing your memory is the worst that could happen. I mean you actually lose your personality.