based on the writing prompt "it's raining fire"
Ladybug and Cat Noir huddled together on the top of a building near the Seine. The stars glimmered in the night sky as the first winds of winter had rolled into Paris, nipping at the two heroes. Ladybug shivered as she pointed to a tall tower with a large distinctive window. "It's that one, right?" she asked.
"Yes, my lady," replied Cat Noir. "Hawk Moth's lair. We've finally got him cornered." Ladybug's hand curled into a fist. This was it. They had been fighting Hawk Moth for almost two years now. They could end the suffering of the people of Paris. She crouched, ready to spring into action, but Cat Noir's hand squeezed her shoulder.
"My lady, if I may?" he asked. "There's something I want to tell you …" Softening at the sincerity in his voice, Ladybug rose to her feet and smiled at her partner.
"Cat, whatever it is, I'm sure it can wait until after we take care of Hawk Moth," she said gently. As he moved his hand down her arm, she felt a shiver down her spine.
He intertwined his fingers with hers and said, "If you think so, my lady." He looked a little downcast, but still managed a convincing smile.
She returned the smile and said, "I may have something to tell you as well, but for now, let's go."
They leapt from rooftop to rooftop as it began to snow. Quietly, they landed on either side of the window. Ladybug peered over, smirking as Cat Noir twirled his tail lazily. She lifted her hand and signaled him; together, they burst through the window, landing in a shower of glass shards and snowflakes. Both of them readied their weapons, but there was no living being in sight. They turned their backs to each other and scanned the large, cavernous room, but saw nothing except the movement of their own shadows.
"Cat?" she called. "Cat, do you see -" A soft thump cut her off and she turned around to see Cat Noir on his knees, gripping his head. And his baton - his normally silver baton had turned a shade of purple unique to akuma victims.
"Cat! Cat no!" she cried. She ran around and knelt in front of him. "Cat, can you hear me?! Cat Noir, please!" Her voice grew more frantic as she placed her hands on the sides of his head and tilted it up so Cat Noir could see her. "Cat, whatever he's saying, don't -"
Out of nowhere, a large cloud of purple butterflies swarmed the room, separating the two. Ladybug kept calling out to Cat Noir, only to be answered by his tortured screams. No, no, no … it was a trap! She led them into a trap and there was nothing she could do about it. What could she do, what could she do …? At a loss for ideas, she gripped her own head and kept screaming his name, to no avail. Her already rapid heartbeat skyrocketed as she felt her feet leaving the ground; were these butterflies trying to take her somewhere? Why weren't they trying to turn her?
The swarm of butterflies took her through the broken window. Through gaps in their formation, she saw Cat Noir, still screaming on the floor. "Cat!" Ladybug cried as she reached out to him. After a few harrowing moments, the butterflies dissipated, leaving Ladybug falling through the night sky. She searched around for something to something to lasso her yo-yo around, but to no avail. Where was she going to fall …? In the dim light, she could make out the small waves of the Seine. It was better than landing on concrete, but it would still hurt ... A loud resounding boom caught her attention. She spun around in mid-air in time to see Hawk Moth's tower fall in a fiery explosion. Her stomach churned as she thought of Cat Noir.
She fell into the Seine with a large splash. Through the water, she could still see the orange flames engulfing Hawk Moth's tower and the smudges of flaming debris plummeting into the water. It was over. Hawk Moth won, Cat Noir was dead, Ladybug failed, and it was raining fire. She reached out her hand towards the tower - and was surprised to feel someone grabbing her wrist. Whoever this was, they were strong; they managed to bring her up to the surface and haul her to the shore.
They laid her down as she wiped the water from her eyes. She looked up to see her savior and gasped. He had survived, but his once black catsuit was now snow white, matching his new mask and ears. His red eyes stared at her hungrily and he grinned.
"Hello, my lady."