It's been a while since I updated one of my stories. I've had a bad case of Thanksgiving blue (Best Holiday of the Year) and some writer's block, and Christmas...and New Year's, and School, and other stuff. Besides the FCC warning, I haven't updated any of my stories in a while. So I'm updating this right now because reasons.

So here we go.

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Corvo leaped off a rooftop, his feet carrying him through the wind. He hadn't had a run like this in a while, so going out like this was something that he desperately needed. Despite the recent events being far more positive for him, he had grown accustomed to the fact that he was now some type of vigilante murderer. However, the search for the Knife of Paris had calmed down somewhat, so he could run outside and do...questionable things. He landed on a brick rooftop and grabbed onto a small ledge. He was reasonably high in the air, a few stories up. The fall could kill a normal person, but Corvo was far from normal anymore. Tuning into the com's in his mask, he contacted Harrison.

"Anything on tonight?" He asked with the voice mufflers active. He still didn't like how they gargled his voice, but he had an identity to keep. "Nothing major yet, just some some jaywalking and shoplifting. Thinkin on becoming a goody-two-shoes as well?"

"Nothing so unsubtle. Keep me updated when you find something"

"Will do." With that, Harrison logged off. As Corvo took his hands off of his mask, he allowed himself to take in the view. The city skyline was magnificent, especially at night. The Eiffel tower shown in the distance, the star's reflecting off of the seine. It was a sight to behold. Corvo let himself slip further down and onto an edge where he could sit. As he waited for Harrison, he began to think. He reminisced on the recent past, what could happen. He mostly thought about earlier today, and his first day at school.

It was without a doubt that Lila and Nathaniel were the first friends he had made. He surprised himself with how quickly he met them and became friends. Before moving to France two years ago, when he lived in England, he was more of a recluse. Focusing on school-work and education. He had friends, but he made them later on during the year. Due to his solitary nature, he was something of a mystery to people, either that or nobody paid any attention to him. He was never bullied, but he did feel alone for very long stretches of time. It wasn't his fault, he just didn't like socializing that much. Which would explain why he only knew about 6 people from school. Marinette (obviously) Adrien Agreste, Nino Lahiffe, Alya Cesaire, Nathaniel and Lila. Everyone else was a complete mystery. Well, everyone except Chloe Bourgeois.

Ah yes, the Mayor's daughter. She was an entirely different can of worms to open. He knew her type, spoiled rich brat who did whatever they wanted because their rich/powerful/influential/famous/political parent/guardian. He knew people like her back in London. They always were the same. Which was why he could easily insult her like he did. Loads of practice.

"Kid, got something for you/" His comm's interrupted his thoughts as he listened closely. I've picked up some chatter. Someones nearby. Big guy in the mob, personal accountant of the Big Man. He's in a 2005 BMW 760IL heading to his manor. He's a couple blocks away. Follow him, you can take him out and we'll be a step closer to the Big Man."

"Got it. Moving out." Corvo replied. He got up from his sitting position, got into a running stance, and leapt off of the ledge. As he free fell, he blinked onto another rooftop. He landed with a small thud, and continued to run. Jumping off of more rooftops and scaffolding, he blinked and heaved across the rooftops of Paris. As he ran on a particular building roof, his eyes spotted said BMW. It was paused, an intersection before it on a red light. He used his optics in his mask to zoom in, and there in the back of the car was his target. The accountant was named Friedrich Ramsey, and he was very good at his job. As the light turned green and the car took a right, Corvo moved. Keeping to the rooftop's, he followed the luxurious vehicle back to it's place of residence.

XXX

"Well my Lady, that was a well deserved break!" Chat Noir playfully spoke as he stretched. In a way, he was correct. The past few weeks had been filled with Akuma attacks and criminals to deal with. Ladybug was inclined to agree with him. "Of course, if there's anything else I can do to ease the stress we've been facing." Chat winked at her, which made her smile.

"I'm perfectly fine Chaton, not stressed in the slightest." That was a lie. With Corvo's introduction to her life and everything that had been happening, it had been very taxing on Marrinette Dupain-Cheng. Work at the bakery was hard as the store was on a down season, homework was unbearably complicated, she needed to deal with both Lila and Chloe, the manhunt for the Knife of Paris had police questioning everyone, and then there was Corvo. She liked him she really did. They were family of course, so they had to like each other. But Corvo...was so different than what she expected. When she first heard the new's that she had a cousin from an uncle and aunt she never even knew, she didn't know what to think. She thought of him as some ragged, boisterous loud kid. But instead she got Corvo. The quiet, rather sarcastic...figure. She knew that was rude, but it was the best she could describe him. At times, he would just...stare. It was like he was in an empty void. His glove he never removed and his rather cold eyes...it was like he wasn't right in the head. Maybe he was hiding something? Of course, that wasn't her business. She herself was hiding the fact that she was Ladybug.

"Well then Milady, I guess we can call that a da-" Chat was about to speak, but stopped. "What is it Chaton?"

"Is it just me, or is someone running across the rooftops...teleporting?" He stated, pointing to the north. As Marinette turned, she was about to speak further, but stopped. Chat was correct. There was someone running and teleporting! The person in interest was to far away for anything specific, but she could tell that the person was cloaked. It seemed to be a coat of some kind. It had a hood up and seemed to carry many items and pouches. They was running quite fast, as fast as her and Chat Noir could, and could also teleport with blue light. As they rounded a corner, she and Chat looked at each other.

"Who was that?"

"I don't know Kitty, but we gotta know. C'mon Chat, let's go!" She cried for she already was running after the figure. Chat 'awwed' a little, he was rather tired, before leaping after his lady.

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Corvo could tell that he was being followed. It was rather obvious to hear the rushing and clicking of boots behind him. What he did not know was who? Whoever they were, he had to lose them. But he couldn't risk losing track of Friedrich. Thus he elected to continue his current course, his followers couldn't hope to keep up. Blinking up and down the rooftops, this time more erratically, he continued to trail the luxury car. After several minutes, he could see that it had reached it's target zone. A rather elaborate house. It wasn't mansion status, but it was clear that a wealthy man lived here. Corvo stopped and peered. He knew his followers were very far behind, so he was in the clear. Using his mask, he zoomed in onto Friedrich as he exited the car. The man was middle-aged, with a balding head and a permanent sneer. A crooked nose and some loose flesh made his whole appearance rather revolting. As Ramsey entered his illustrious house, Corvo began examining it. Looking for any way in, he spied a balcony. Yet it had a single guard on it, wielding a FAMAS. He would rather not risk getting shot so he couldn't be seen. So, he began stretching a bit, feeling a crack in his neck, before sprinting. He leaped onto one rooftop before blinking down to the ground.

He hid behind the corner of an alley, and leaned. He could see 4, maybe 5 guards. He couldn't assume things, he needed to know. So he used Dark Vision. The world then turned gray, and the living were then shining a brilliant yellow. 5 men, armed with handguns and knives. Military grade, he would have to be careful. He Blinked behind some boxes and behind one guard. Readying his blade, he grabbed the man's mouth. Before the guard could notice anything, Corvo had already slid his blade into his throat. Corvo dropped the body before moving onto the next one. Fortunatley, the other's were not looking. He Readied his crossbow and fired, the bolt ending up into one's skull. Now the rest of the three had noticed the first body. Before they could scream or raise alarm, Corvo had stopped time. He slit one's throat, sliced the head off of another and stabbed the heart of the third. Before time stopped however, he had began teleporting up onto the top of the balcony, above the guard.

"What the-HMM!" The guard on top that noise, but it would not help him. Corvo had already jumped on top of him and smashed his brains in. As the man let out the last noises of his life, Corvo had already entered the building.

The building was decorated with a garner of Japenese items and decor. It looked like Friedrich had a taste for the style. Pity it wouldn't help him. Corvo crept through the hall, past several doors. He had dark vision on, so he could see no life in any of the spare rooms. All they were were bathrooms and spare room's designed for entertainment. As the Knife of Paris made his way through the building, he saw two outlines in what looked to be an office space. Dark Vision had run it's course the moment he saw the outlines, so he had to rely on his ears.

"...Obvious isn't it? The Big man's fascinated with it of course, suppose he want's his greedy little hands on whatever these Miraculouses are. With Akuma attack rates continuing to rise, I can't afford to displease him again."

"The Big Man doesn't like being displeased sir, I completely understand sir."

"Bah, of course you do Rupert! You little Yes man! I need someone I could talk to!" There was no doubt about it, one of them was Friedrich. Corvo peeped through the keyhole, observing the Conversation. "It's not like I pay you to do anything, isn't it?"

"Of course sir, won't happen again sir."

"Better you miserable little...who's out there! I see you!" Shit, Friedrich saw the mask. Oh well, time to get his hand's dirty. Standing up, he then kicked the door open and brought up his blade. Lunging and the man named Rupert, he caught him before slicing his jugular. "THE KNIFE! HELP ME!" Friedrich shouted as another guard entered from a side door. This one had a metal bat with him. Strange but not dangerous. As Corvo and the guard exchanged blows, Friedrich began to run through said side door. Corvo, having finished his opponent off, had began to give chase! As he ran after the elder man, the frenzied game had entered a large room. In this room, 4 men with pistols had aimed at him. "Shoot that bastard!" Shouted Corvo's target. But before any of them could get a shot off, Corvo had frozen time.

Aiming his crossbow, he began firing it in rapid succession, each bolt aiming for the neck of the guards. Before the time stopped ended, Corvo stepped to the right. Time resumed, and the guards fell to the ground. Dead. Friedrich backed away, slowly, in fear. Corvo approached, sword dripping with blood. He grabbed the man's collar and held his blade at the man's throat. "L-listen...killing me won't do anything. I-I can tell you anything! I'll tell you anything!"

"...Where is the Big Man?"

"T-T-the big man? He changes locations, every week he get's a new place. He's untraceable!" The man was useless. Time to finish the job. As he lifted the man up, he prepared to end him. But before he could do that, something stopped him. No, someone.

"HEY!" Corvo pivoted his head, underneath his mask he frowned. What were these guards thinking? He was about to kill they're boss, shouldn't they shoot him on sight? But no, they were not guards. Rather, it was two teenagers. And he knew who these teenagers were. Ladybug and Chat Noir, Paris's resident superhero's. They were the followers, and now they were here. Well, shit. This was an unnesecary complication.

"Let him go!" Ladybug ordered him. He did not move. He did not speak. Ladybug could now see clearly who this figure was. He was male and quite tall. He wore a dark blue coat with faint golden weaving's on it's sleeves. Yet it was the mask that scared her. It seemed to be made of metal scraps and wire, in the shape of a skull. A vision of death. She could not see any emotion in this man. And she could feel the energy emanating off of him. She and Chat had this energy emanating off of them when they were in costume and using their miraculous's. Master Fu said that every wielder had this energy. She could detect energy coming from him, yet it was different. It seemed more like an Akuma than a miraculous. Yet she could not tell if he was an Akuma. He felt like...nothing. A void.

"I said let him go!"

"...why?" His response took Ladybug and Chat back. Why? Who would ask that? "Why should I release a criminal who has ruined lives?"

"What are you talking about? You killed people in cold blood!" Chat shouted at him. In response, Corvo stared at Chat. "He is Friedrich Ramsey, personal accountant to the Parisian Mob. Tax evasion, gun, drug and human trafficking, murder. He has committed all of these crimes." He then turned to Friedrich, who was sweating up a storm. "Am I correct?"

"Y-yes! I admit it! But I can change! I'll tell you everything! Names, locations! Please let me go!"

"Alright." Before anyone could react, Corvo heaved Friedrich through the massive window to the right. As it shattered, Friedrich began to scream. He continued to holler in fear until he hit the ground and his life left him. Chat then charged. Using his staff, he swung at Corvo. Corvo side stepped before blinking out of the shattered window and onto the rooftops. As he sprinted, he could hear the two superhero's give chase. Perfect. He leapt and dodged several building's before rounding a corner. Reaching into his pockets, he grabbed a small device. The Stun Mine was something in Corvo Attano's journal that had clear blueprints and design's. Due to their rather poor budget, Harrison couldn't get 'Whale Oil'. But he did find a handy substitute in the form of gasoline.

Corvo placed two of these mines on the wall leading to an alley. He then took some steps back and waited. He didn't have to wait long, as the superhero's came into view. "Your going to pay for killing all those people." Chat growled.

"Then by all means, do try." His taunting infuriated Chat, and he charged forward. As he went for the masked killer, Ladybug saw the two mines. Before she could call to him, he stepped into range. The mines triggered, and two bolts of electricity hit Chat. Twitching and spamming from the lightning, he fell to the ground when it ceased. Paralyzed, yet breathing. As Ladybug gasped, her face grimaced into one of rage as she stared down Corvo. The Knife of Paris drew his blade, and with a small flourish, went into position. Ladybug ran right at him, going for a jump kick. Corvo dodged, and the two engaged. Corvo swung his sword, aiming for any vital part. Ladybug stuck to the defensive, dodging and blocking with her yoyo string. After several seconds of this dynamic, Corvo changed tactics. He blinked behind her, before following with a kick to the back of her head. This sent her forward, slamming her into a wall. As she got up, Corvo took out his crossbow and fired. She barely dodged the arrow, but that was what Corvo wanted to happen. He lunged at her, blade slashing. This time it hit her arm, yet no cut was produced. Whatever her suit was made out of, it was very durable. Yet it still hurt. As she fell to the ground, Corvo smiled under his mask. His mark glowed black. He summoned the tendrils, and they crept towards her. It picked her up, and she gasped. As it began to choke the life out of her, the ooze crept for her earrings, yes..that must be were the magic was happening.

Chat had by this time recovered from his paralysis. Seeing the masked killer trying to remove Ladybug's miraculous, and whatever he was trying to do, he knew it couldn't be good. A fire lit inside of him, a fire fueled by rage. He then summoned cataclysm, and launched it at the masked killer. The ball of dark energy hit Corvo, and he went flying back into a wall. The tendrils left Ladybug and she fell to the ground, exhausted and unmoving. Corvo removed himself from the rubble that his collision caused, and saw that his coat was chaffed. "Do you know how expensive that's going to be?" He spoke angrilly, before blinking straight in front of Chat. The two then engaged, staff vs blade. Corvo would swing at Chat's head, but it would be met by the butt end of the staff. Chat would go for a jab, but Corvo would swipe it aside. This went on for several seconds, but it was clear that despite his skill, Chat was no mach for the ferocity and efficency of the Knife of Paris.

Corvo and Chat engaged in a lock, where in an effort to end this bout, stomped on Chat Noir's foot. As he screamed in pain, Corvo grabbed his head and slammed it into his knee. He then elbowed the superhero in the gut, sendng him to the ground in a weazing hump. Silence ensued, Corvo stood over both hero's, victorious. He debated whether he should end them here, yet knew that if he did, he'd get more trouble. So he blinked up to the rooftops and left. Leaving the hero's defeated.

Marinette groaned as she crept through her window and into her room. It took several minutes for the two of them to be able to stand, but she and Chat Noir had managed to get up. Chat headed home, as she also did. They both knew that the man was long gone. As she destransformed, she held her throat gently. It was very sore from...whatever that was. Who was that man? His mask...his fighting...his powers. She had never fought someone like that, he was brutal, practical, and dangerous. She had never been beaten before like that.

Tikki looked...strange. She was worried, and Marinette swore she some some grey color fade from her skin? Gray? Why was Tikki gray? "Marinette, are you alright?"

"Yeah Tikki...who was that? How did he kick our butts so bad?" It could be an explanation that he was an assassin. That was obvious, she saw his handiwork. Those bodies, all of them dead...the blood was horrendous.

"Marinette, you have to promise to me that if you see that man again, run. Just run." Marinette was shocked, Tikki was scared. Scared of this man in the mask? She asked why. "Marinette...did you see the man's hand?"

"No, why?"

"Whenever he used one of his powers, his hand glowed. There was a pattern." Tikki looked around frantically. "Can I have a pencil?"

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Chat moaned in pain as he layed on his bed hand grasping his stomach. It hurt like hell, yet he would live. But something was off, he had already de-transformed, yet Plagg wasn't talking. Why was this. He turned to his rather annoying yet lovable Kwami, who was still. "Plagg? You ok?"

"Adrien. Don't go near him. Ever again." Plagg spoke, with a very quiet voice which was unusual for him. "What? Why? He's a murderer and nearly killed me and Ladybug! He has to be taken down!

"Adrien. That guy...he's a marked one. He's marked." Plagg was serious, a rarity. Yet what was a marked one? He asked.

"Marinette. Long ago when miraculous's first came around, they didn't come from nowhere."

"There's this place Adrien, well. It's not really a place. It's kinda an alternate dimension It's called the void.

"The miraculouses didn't come from the void, like so many other things did. And that displeased the god of the void.

"The void has a god called the Outsider. He's powerful, more powerful than anything ever. It's said that he's this pale guy, and his eyes are nothing but black holes.

"He was angry at the existence of the Miraculous's, though he wouldn't show it. So he looked for someone he deemed 'interesting'.

"Whenever he found someone he deemed interesting, he would give them a brand with his symbol. They would be given power's beyond any other. These are marked ones."

"Marked ones are natural enemies with the Miraculous wielders, and most of the time they'll fight. It's all for the purpose of the Outsider's sick game.

"You saw what that guy did! He's a marked one, and with his power's...

"There's no stopping him until he get's what he wants!

I DID IT! I FINALLY UPDATED THIS! AFTER AGES UPON AGES, I DID IT! We got to see LB and CN fight against Corvo, and he didn't even go all out! That fight was one of my favorite things I ever wrote. Of course it could be better, but what's done is done.

We also got some reason on why the Outsider gave Corvo that tendril power (I'm calling it Banishment). He's angry at the miraculouses. Why? Well, who know's? It's the Outsider, the most vague emo Jared Leto like narrator/god person ever.

So thank you all for reading, please review and all that jazz. I'll see you all next time, bye!

(PS, Next update will probably be a Fallout Update. Whether an Update for Courier or not [Hint-Hint], It'll involve Fallout)