After I let you guys know what was going on with this story and why I hadn't updated in so long, I recieved a completely unexpected response of positive feedback. So this, and the hopeful continuation of this fanfic, is for you guys.
(Flashback)
Camp Half Blood was far from what Marinette had expected. She had only been there for a few months, but it made her feel safe in a way she never had before. Percy and Annabeth had been the best at helping her around, and introducing her to so many new people. Even though Marinette tried to push it away though, the memories and thoughts of Paris were still there. An entire life. Just gone?
She still thought of Alya, her loyal best-friend. Nino, more of a childhood friend who could put the biggest of smiles on her face. Then there was Adrien Agreste. She couldn't bare to remember him. Everything about Paris. Ladybug was gone.
And Chat Noir.
Marinette shook her head, walking down the bank of the the Camp's lake. She shouldn't be thinking about those sort of things now. Especially with the quest she was chosen to lead was what she should be focused on. Marinette felt her heart sink, and the skies dimmed. She sighed, taking a seat on the rock by the shore. As her mood continued to sink, so did the sky's tint.
It wasn't long before Marinette heard the leafs crunching behind her. By instinct, Marinette spun around, ready to take advantage of the storm cloud's lightning. When she saw the familiar head of blonde hair she relaxed.
"Marcus."
The son of Athena smiled, sticking his hands up in the air in a surrender position. "Woah Marie, ready to fry me already?" They both laughed. When Marinette had first met Marcus, she was shy and nervous, but they had grown close and she had opened up to him. It could've been how much he reminded the bluenette of a certain cat. He sat beside her on the rock, as they both looked out at the lake. Marcus watched as the skies started to lighten. "What has you feeling so blue?" Marinette sighed, leaning back.
"I miss it."
Marcus followed.
"We all do sometimes. I just try to think of what it would be like if I hadn't come here, you know? All the people I wouldn't have met, or how I would probably be dead." Marinette giggled at his attempt to lighten the mood. Marinette turned to her friend, smiling. How did he always know what to say? Unexpectedly, even to Marinette herself, she grabbed his hand.
Comfort.
"Thanks Mark."
"You're welcome Mari."
It started to rain.
Marcus Bishop. Marinette could never forget the real Marcus, the one who was a light in the darkness and the calm in the storm. Then everything seemed to fall. The quest Marinette had went on, Marcus came with her. He saved her from the spell of a monster, and sacrificed himself. For her. It corrupted who he was, changed him forever. He turned into the enemy after trying to destroy Camp Half Blood and everyone there. He dissapeared. Marinette suffered. Her walls were built up again. Getting hurt again wasn't worth it. She wouldn't let anyone in.
(Present Day)
Marinette sat on a sidewalk bench, an icebag from a nearby store in her hand, pressed to her jaw. Marinette had lunged for Marcus, only for him to seemingly dissapear with the mist. The bus had also been premanently taken off-route after the incident. Since there was nothing for Marinette to land on after lungung for Marcus, she hit her head. Hard. So hard that she had started to loose it and a few tears had escaped her eyes. Annabeth took notice, along with the rest of the group. "Oh Marinette." Annabeth said, her own frown etched in her face. Seeing Marcus again after so long had put a crack in Marinette's hard exterior. Marinette started crying, and the rain had started to fall with her tears. Annabeth hugged her, as the rest stood in shock. This new Marinette they had come to know was breaking before their eyes.
"It was my fault Anna! All my fault. I shouldn't have let him..." Annabeth shook her head. "Don't tell yourself that Marie. It was Marcus's choice, he knew what he was doing. That's not Marcus." Alya and Nino had then come to comfort Marinette, but it was Adrien who had kept a hold on Marinette that entire time. He sat with her on the bench.
When the rain stopped, they were holding hands.
So, I hoped you guys liked this chapter, and that it was a good 'come back'. I feel like it explains a lot of why Marinette has changed since she left, and I'm happy with it. I know it's a bit depressing, but I like the emotion.
How do you feel about the story of Marcus and Marinette?
And any new Adrien parent theories?
I would once again like to apologize for being away for so long.
-Azcona
