"I wish I could remember everything..."
The words echoed endlessly, and Marinette found herself in a world of bright white. Her eyes widened, and she looked around.
"What...?"
"Is that what you really want?" asked a voice. The girl turned and saw the most beautiful woman she had ever seen - navy hair with a thousand stars, swirling endlessly and bright bluebell eyes, a smile so gentle and sweet it crushed Marinette inside. She was like a goddess - light radiated from her, and she towered over Marinette, so she had to kneel to see her well.
Marinette shook her head, and sobbed, "I don't know... That man wanted his wife, and Chat Noir wants me to remember..."
"But what do you want, Marinette?" asked the kind voice, tilting her perfect head.
The bluenette bit her lip, tears escaping her eyes. "I guess... I want everyone to be happy. I want things to be okay. I want things to go to the way they were before... But better. I want that man to be happy. He was so sad... He just wanted his wife! And Chat Noir... He just wanted me to remember who I was. So... I want them to get their wishes."
"You know, Marinette, this wish isn't for free. You must offer something of equal value..." The goddess looked immensely sad at the girl.
"What do I have to offer?" asked the girl hopelessly, staring at that beautiful face.
The beautiful woman scooped Marinette up, and held her high, with a sad chuckle. "You ask for memories and a loved one. In return... You must give memories and loved one." She smiled, eyes tearing up.
The girl swallowed, "o-oh... I don't..."
The goddess sighed. "Difficult, isn't it? Well, if it's alright, I'll work it out. But have you realized what I am yet?"
Marinette shook her head, "what are you?"
"I'm you," the goddess answered with a cryptic smile.
The girl's eyes widened and she gasped.
A giggle like tinkling bells escaped the goddess' lips. "Well, that's enough for one day, isn't it? If you trust me, Marinette, I will do what I can for you."
"Well... Then, I guess, I trust you..." Marinette smiled softly.
And then a thousand images appeared in front of Marinette, a thousand images of her and Alya and Adrien and the rest of the class, and her parents, and the bakery, and Paris in general! Too fast to process, but slow enough to understand. Ever heard of the saying "her life flashed before her eyes"? Well, that's what happened... In a few quick seconds, her whole life ran past her.
And then she woke up.
(A/N: So, things are heating up for Marinette, huh? If you like what's going on, please please leave a review! Reviews are how I decide how to make the rest of the stories, which characters to add, and which path the story takes. Just a quick comment is all I need - suggestions, questions, theories, anything! Spill your thoughts, that's how I know you like it! Thank you for reading at least this far. I've renewed this story to at least it's 14th chapter, so you can count on chapters all the way until there!)
