I was still crying when I saw it. At first it was only a dash of black, but once my eyes found it again, dread clutched my heart. It was an akuma. The corrupted moth was squeezing itself underneath the door. I stared at it with a rigid gaze until it finally made it into the bathroom. The creature fluttered up from the ground, and slowly began to make it's way towards me, floating on an invisible draft of wind.

An...an akuma… An akuma! I suddenly sprung into action, fumbling to get my knees underneath me. I struggled to my feet, slipping on a wet patch on the bathroom floor. I fell again and glanced over my shoulder, catching another glimpse of the akuma. It was closer. Desperately I flipped onto my back and began to back crawl away from it, scared to look away from the creature.

In a strange way… the thing was actually quite beautiful. It was black, with lightning looking streaks of purple arching across its wings. I continued to back pedal away from it until my head and back hit the wall of the bathroom. I have to get out of here. I thought to myself. I shook my head, clearing away my panic and fear with that single thought. I wouldn't let Hawk Moth gain access to my head through a pathetic way like this. I shakily got to my feet, and the akuma stopped it's creeping advance. It fluttered there in the air, as if it were waiting to see what I would do next. I shuddered. Then, taking one step towards the akuma, it continued on it's advance, seemingly faster than before. My heart rate quickening, I took another step, then another… When I was too close to the moth for comfort, I bent my knees ever so slightly and lunged to the side of the akuma, dodging it as I made a mad dash for the bathroom door on the other side of the room.

I took only three steps when my legs refused to move. A cold shiver ran up my back, and my head instantly grew foggy. A strange sensation came over me, and I could feel my anger… my pain, narrowing into one single motive that pierced through my entire being in a hard black spear.

"Disparu…" A clear voice slid smoothly through my ears, muffling out any other sound, like a serpent enticing its prey before striking. "Someone has been taken away from you… someone you loved."

Ben… My thoughts echoed. My eyes narrowed as I thought about Logan. It's his fault.

"Ah. I see." The voice said, a tinge of understanding coloring the sound. I smiled. "Disparu… I'm granting you the power to erase others from your view, others who should've taken your twins place."

Erase…? I repeated the word in my mind, tossing it around as I tasted the flavor of revenge.

"I'm granting you the power to wreak havoc wherever, whenever, and to whomever you wish, with only one favor…" The voice paused, and I found myself wishing for it to come back in those short few seconds. "Take Ladybug's and Chat Noir's miraculous for me, and the world will feel your pain. Your despair."

I smirked and opened my mouth to respond when a sudden thought numbed the spear of pain, anger and revenge. Is this what Ben would've wanted? The spear of my emotions instantly struck back, with a thought that sounded foreign to me… as if it weren't my own. If Ben were alive and you were dead, he would be doing the same thing. My smirk faded from my face and I gritted my teeth as I tried to sort the commotion of emotions and thoughts that my mind was throwing at me, each trying to gain control. Ben doesn't want me to wreak havoc, and I don't want to either! It's wrong! Perhaps it's wrong, and perhaps it's not… it doesn't matter now. Give in, help me, calm your torrent of anger with the cooling waters of revenge!

"Disparu… why do you hesitate?" The voice asked, almost pleasantly, as if he knew of the storm inside my head.

Because he's the one causing it… this is the akuma… The realization struck me hard, and I wondered why I hadn't realized that before. Ben is dead! He's dead because of Logan, and all of the others! This is their fault, not yours. Your other half is gone. Now take back what you've lost! Now I knew the reason why those thoughts were so strange. It was because they were Hawk Moth's.

I winced as a headache began to form. I don't want revenge. The measly thought seemed pathetic and pitiful compared to those of the akuma's corruption. Your friends deserve it. Logan deserves it. Ladybug and Chat Noir deserve it. They all have earned the right to be erased! Just like your brother! Besides, who are you without your other half? You are exactly that. You're only half of what you once were. Let me fill that gaping hole in your heart. Revenge is a remedy for the wounded, and I can grant you power. Power that can heal. I couldn't help but agree with Hawk Moth. He was absolutely right. Or… I was absolutely right. I was only half, but I still didn't want to hurt others.

"Disparu… You-"

"Don't call me Disparu!" I cried out, bringing my hands up to my head as the headache grew worse.

The voice chuckled. My hands grew stiff and the hairs on the back of my neck sprang up. "The choice is yours Disparu… But don't let the memories of your brother cloud your judgement. Don't let his stale wisdom numb your emotions, your anger and pain… He's dead." The voice suddenly grew hard and piercing, and with each word that sounded in my head, sent a pang of pain through my entire body. I now wished his voice would disappear. "Your other half is dead."

Tears filled my eyes. "I… I'll…" I winced again as my headache throbbed, my hands starting to tremble. It was too much… too much… "I'll do what you ask." My voice dwindled into nothing, and I gasped as the sharp pain suddenly vanished. Another chill crept through my body, and as it reached my head I could feel my reason, my identity slowly fading away… slipping out of my grasp. No… I… can't… I gave up fighting as the last of my sane emotions spilled out of my mind. My eyes hardened as my anger, pain and despair filled my empty mind. I am Disparu… Those who aided in my brother's death will pay. They… will… PAY!