Marinette's POV:

We sat there for a while, snuggling. Adrien kissed me and I kissed him back, the delightful heat emanating from his body warming me. I intertwined my fingers through his and gazed into his beautiful green eyes. He had put on his playful smirk. I loved that smirk. He murmured incoherent words in my ears while stroking me hair. My eyes were closed, enjoying the moment while it lasted.

How long would this moment last I wondered? How long would I have now that I've literally changed who I am, to live for hundreds of years in the company of this boy? Thoughts like this bombarded my mind as I tried to push them back to the far corners of my mind. The short lived bliss between us ended abruptly with a distant noise of someone digging through a bunch of rocks. My cat ears perked up at the sound of a young lady grunting and complaining to herself.

I found it amazing how I could hear the quietest noises and voices from far away.

Adrien heard as well and he was already on his feet, his ears straight up, ocassionally twitching. I could tell by his tense posture and shrunken pupils that something wrong was amiss. He was scowling, white fangs gleaming. I felt pretty idiotic and helpless, as I was still sitting on the bed, propped up against fluffy pillows and swaddled in blankets.

"...What do you think is out there?" I asked, a tremor in my voice. Adrien waited a minute to listen some more before answering me. He furrowed his brows. "Whatever or whoever is out there is up to no good. Stay here—I'll be back soon." He gave me a distracted kiss on the head and strode out before I had the chance to reply.

I felt as if twenty minutes had passed by. I stared out the door from my bed and sighed. What was taking Adrien so long? He should've been back by now. Suddenly, a dull thud echoed. I heard a soft whimper, like someone begging for mercy. My ears maneuvered forward as I listened intently. I had no idea what Adrien was doing, but I knew for a fact that it was anything but friendly. Several growls later I bolted up from my bed and ran out the door.

Ignoring my nausea and lightheadedness, I made my way across the hallway. I stopped abruptly to see Adrien had pounced on his 'prey'. I saw a flash of golden spun hair and swallowed down my fear. There was only one other girl I knew who had such well kept golden locks. Chloé. The real question was why she was here.

The day my parents were executed four years ago, the French officials took them by force. I barely had enough time to say goodbye. Before closing the door, I caught Chloé's expression. I bet she felt so guilty, she definitely looked like it. I couldn't grasp why she would feel guilty. Something told me I was about to find out.

"Adrien." My voice was strained due to shock. I cleared my throat. "ADRIEN, STOP THAT RIGHT NOW." I was shrieking now, as Adrien was choking the air out of Chloé. He wasn't listening. He kept his attention to Chloé, wrapping his arms around her neck and squeezing. Chloé's face was blanched and her eyes were lolled to the back of her head. She had already passed out. At that moment, Adrien's expression could've curled dairy. I never seen him use a snarl so evil and bone chilling. That wasn't Adrien.

I ended up running to his side and with all my might, I wrenched him from the poor girl. The effort caused me to fall to the carpet. He turned to face me, eyes glowing a garish green. His ever present snarl was still intact, and his ears were pinned back. He started prowling toward me on all fours, much like a rabid panther.

I backed up slowly on the ground as he inched closer. "What have you done—you...you IDIOT!" I yelled. My voice ricocheted across the stone hallway. I felt meek and defenseless but I couldn't let it show. At that moment, as if a gust of wind had stirred in the hall, Adrien blinked. His eyes returned to their normal emerald, and he dropped his snarl, fangs retracting back in his mouth. He clutched his head and moaned, crumpling to the floor. I quickly scrambled to him.

"...Adrien?" I said tentatively. I prodded a finger at his arm. His hand clasped onto my finger as I suppressed a scream of shock. Adrien's laugh turned into a painful grimace. "Marinette..." He rasped. I dared to move closer. "Adrien, what was that?" I murmured. I dared to touch him again, stroking the top of his blonde hair. His cat ears bent at my fingertips. "There's something I've been meaning to say..." He began.

Chloé started coughing a few feet from us. She gasped and took in all the air she could muster. Her baby blue eyes shot open. Shaking, she slowly sat in an upright position. She clutched her head and groaned, not bothering to look around her.

Adrien and I glanced at each other. I closed my eyes and sighed. I inched closer to Chloé and I would have gotten to her already if Adrien didn't hold me back. I turned back to him. "What?" I mouthed. He shook his head. I could have sworn he looked frightened. Placing my other hand on top of his trembling one I whispered, "Adrien, I know this woman, I have to...help her."

Adrien at last gave a solemn nod and slowly released me. Chloé jumped when I placed my hand on her clammy shoulder. Her eyes fixated on me, perusing up and down. Her voice was hoarse as she spoke for the first time in minutes.

"Marinette...why...what happened to you? What did the monster do to you?" At the mention of monster, she nodded her head toward Adrien, who in response snarled back. Her eyes widened as she fully took in my sleek, white cat ears and small, pointy fangs poking under my top lip. Well this definitely didn't bode well for me. My decision was to break it to her gently, I wouldn't want her to freak out more than she already has.

"Chloé..." I said quietly. "This may come as a shock but..." My voice halted for a moment but I continued on. "I'm no longer a human, it's a long story and well, that vampire over there you called a 'monster'? He's my lover." I winced at her reaction.

Chloé's face contorted in disgust but she seemed to think better of it and her face softened. "I knew it...I knew you two were really in love, wait until Nath hears about this...he won't be happy." She murmured, burrowing her face into her hands. Now I was the one confused.

"Nath? Do you mean...Nathanael?" I breathed. After all these years? Chloé looked up at me from her hands. "He loved you, you know?" She whispered. "He was the only one who couldn't believe you were really gone. He knew that you were here a while back, and had been trying to rescue you ever since."

She looked at me over again, her eyes trailing from my velvet sleepwear to my messy hair and shaky bluebell eyes. I could have sworn there was a hint of jealousy displayed on her face. "You've changed. You obviously didn't want to go from this nice place, huh? Found someone you love and someone who loves you, must be nice." Her voice tittered, but I didn't miss the bitterness in those words. I looked behind at Adrien. He was seated on the floor a few feet away, looking mildly bored. I caught his eyes and he glared at me, shaking his head. I ignored it.

Standing up, I stretched out my hand toward the fallen girl. I tried for a smile, but it came out all wobbly and forced. Chloé stared incredously at my hand, but finally took it. I helped her up, my eyes boring right in her baby blue ones. "Let's talk over tea—I have a feeling we have a lot we need to discuss."

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A/N: Hey guys, sorry for not updating in a while! I have been busy lately, from holidays to school. Each chapter I write is getting harder because the truth is...I sort of lost interest in Miraculous Ladybug.

Now don't get me wrong, I would still watch the newest episodes, but lately I feel like the show has gotten a little stale. I'll try my best to finish up this fanfic, and my Deep Blue one, however please understand it might take longer than I intend it to be.