Note: Again, I got help from LdyFcknNoir on the ideas and concepts, as I've been writing this. :) Thank you for reading and commenting and following and favoriting. :)

The room was lit by candlelight and filled with skeletons and freshly made corpses. The walls were a creme color and the floor was made of black tiles. Adrien sat in the middle, surrounded by piles of the dead. The smell of death lingered in the air and made him sick to his stomach. He held his knees to his chest and shivered. Words filtered and echoed through his mind, causing him to spiral endlessly down a black hole. Blood was caked within the fibers of his clothing. He ran his fingers through the front of his hair and rocked back and forth, humming a song that his mother would often sing to him as a small child before he had gone to bed.

"Kid?" Plagg zipped up beside Adrien.

Adrien whimpered and shook his head, not wanting to talk about what was around them.

"Can we talk about this?" Plagg gestured around them. "I'm all for the enjoyment of suffering. I am the God of destruction, but This! This is a bit much, even for me." Plagg sighed and landed on his shoulder.

Adrien just kept tugging on his hair and humming the song. He didn't want to look around them, didn't want to acknowledge the carnage and the blood that sticked to his skin. How the wounds still burned, even after months of being trapped inside the miraculous.

"You and I both need to talk about this." Plagg grabbed his cheeks and made him focus.

Adrien looked at him with soulless dull green eyes. His lips were set in a permanent frown and his heart was broken. He looked around him at the piles of bodies, lost souls of models and innocent, lovely, people. The dead whispered and their voices echoed off of the walls. Often he could swear that he saw their eyes blink or shift. Could see their bluish purple lips part to speak. To accuse. To threaten his sanity and his resolve. So, he preferred to close his eyes and not look. To hum songs from his mother to drown out their cries.

"JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Adrien clutched his head in his hands, clenched his eyes shut, and let out a scream of agony, of pain, and abandonment.

A light covered him in warmth, as arms wrapped around him. Fingers trailed through his hair as a calming voice filled his ears. One that was so familiar to him when things would go bad. "Shh… it's okay. Everything will be okay, Chaton… I promise."

He peered up to see Marinette smiling warmly at him. He sighed as, he peered around them. They were surrounded in a field of bluebells. A vast meadow of them with a trickling stream in the distance. He suddenly clasped onto Marinette and cried into her chest. "I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry." He burst out, choking on his words, as he let go.

"It's not your fault, Kitty." Marinette peered into his eyes, as she brushed her thumb beneath his left eye.

Adrien nuzzled his cheek into her hand, as more tears fell. "Take me home with you, please. Take me away. Take me from this place. I can't survive without you, m'lady." Adrien begged and gripped her wrists. His nails dug into her soft skin.

Marinette hushed him and ran her fingers through his hair, as she began to sing a song. A song that always put him at ease. But before long, the bluebells exploded into glowing embers, her embrace became cold, and he was once again surrounded by darkness and the smell of decay. He sobbed and tried to clutch at the memory of Marinette, but he was just yanked deeper into the chaos. He curled up on the floor and began to rock again, as he hummed her song over and over again. Trying to make the warmth last a little longer. Just a little longer…

"You think you can survive in a hell like this?!" A booming voice came from the shadows and Adrien shuttered.

"You think you're worthy of having someone so loving in here with you? With the bodies?!" The shadowy figure loomed over him and his body was enveloped into shadows. "Think you can make it out of here alive with your sanity intact?"

A dark maniacal laughter echoed from the walls, as a sword fell down and onto his back, causing more blood to spread along his shirt.

"You don't deserve to be trapped in here! You should have died. Should have been added to the pile of bodies within this hell." The voice chuckled and receded back into the darkness, leaving Adrien to scream out in agony and malice.

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Chat Bordeaux sat on his bed with a keyboard. He ran his fingers along the keys and began to play a sweet tune. He rocked his body to the melody and his fingers glided along the keys in soft movements, as the song picked up. He looked up at the ceiling and thought of Ladybug and how beautiful she looked. His exterior self, hiding what was locked inside his ring on his right finger.

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Ladybug slipped back in through the bathroom window and she detransformed, before she slumped to the tile floor. She clutched her hair in her fingers and broke down into tears.

"Marinette?" Alya called through the bathroom door. "Are you okay? I woke up and you were gone."

"Y-yeah. I- I'll be out in a minute, Alya." Marinette sniffed and wiped her eyes, before she stood up on shaky legs and opened the door to find an exhausted Alya. "Sorry, I worried you."

Songs I wrote to:

Shepherd of Fire by Avenged Seven Fold

Stay by Black Stone Cherry

I Can't Go On Without You by Kaleo

Song Marinette Sang:

Goodnight by Evanescence

Song that Chat Bordeaux is playing on the piano:

Ludovico Einaudi - Nuvole Bianche