'Nonononono, this can't be happening! This is not what I meant when I said that I wanted to know Ladybug's true identity!'
I push her body off of me and jump into the air. My breathing speeds up as I spin around and prepare to leave.
I pause as a hand pulls me back. I gasp and turn around. Ladybug is gripping my hand like a life-line. Her bluebell eyes glisten with unshed tears. Her dark blue hair had been ripped out of its normal pigtails and was spread out around her like a halo. The only part of her suit that was completely intact was her mask.
She opens her mouth. "Stay..."
I nod and sit down next to her. We stare into each other's eyes. She squeezes my hand.
"It'll be okay, Mon Chaton," I laugh.
"God, even when you're on death's door you're still comforting me. Have you ever even heard of self preservation?" She grins, but the smile fades.
"Are you ready to find out who I really am Chat Noir?"
I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing comes out. 'No, of course I'm not ready. This wasn't how this was supposed to go! We were supposed to build our trust, possibly fall in love, and reveal our true selfs to each other on a special occasion, not when you're dying in my arms!'
"As ready as I'll ever be."
Ladybug's body begins to shimmer. Her costume slowly disappears, and a flash of pink light reveals a very familiar pink and black outfit. I pale.
'No... it can't be you. You're supposed to be safe and sound with the other evacuated citizens!'
My eyes travel up her body and stop at her face. Her mask had not yet faded away, but I needed to see her face. We make eye contact, and as her mask fades away she finally lets the tears fall.
I gasp. An achingly familiar face stares at me. A face I've seen every day, a face that I consider a close friend and possibly a small crush.
"Marinette?" I whisper in shock.
"Surprised?" she croaked, smiling slightly and staring into my eyes.
"Well-" the color drained from Marinette's face. Her arm shakily moved to point directly behind me.
I barely heard Marinette scream my name, and completely missed the small beep my miraculous made signaling that I only had one minute left as Chat Noir. The only thing that I could see was the sharp end of a sword protruding from my chest. Pain completely overrides my system. I scream.
Behind me Hawkmoth stumbles away from the hilt of his sword, cackling maniacally.
"I told you that I would get my revenge Chat Noir!" Hawkmoth stumbles away, never to be seen again.
I rip the sword out of my chest and fall onto my back. Marinette moves to lie next to me. She grips my hand.
"So this is the end, huh?" Sarcasm lines her words. "I never thought it would end like this." I nod in agreement.
"The sword is a surprise." Marinette laughs.
My miraculous beeps again, and my suit disappears, leaving my alter ego, Adrien Agreste, in its stead. I can feel Plagg nuzzling into my neck, and I can only assume that Marinette's kawami is doing the same. She whistles.
"Goddamn, this really is one big clusterfuck, isn't it? We've been in a love square with ourselves for years!" I tap Marinette's shoulder. She turns her head to look at me.
"Since this is obviously the end, I want to get something off of my chest. There's so much that I want to say to you, so much that I want to do. I wanted to become your boyfriend, get married and have kids. I wanted to grow old with you and watch the sunset together. We won't be able to have that in this life, but hopefully you'll spend eternity in the afterlife with me." Tears cascade down our faces.
"I feel the same way. I love you, Adrien. Soon we'll be together again."
I move my head to brush Marinette's chapped lips with my own. The kiss lasted for less than a second before my energy ran out and my head fell back to the ground. We press our foreheads together as our breathing slowed. My eyes slipped shut as a bright light encases our bodies.
"Goodbye..."
