I slipped out of the shattered window before the building had a chance to crumble around me. I unclipped my staff and buried it into the ground, launching myself upward.
I ran across rooftops and sprang across alleys and streets, placing distance between me and those that wanted to imprison me. Anger boiled my blood. I knew that they meant well in healing me, but they didn't have to try keeping me there when I awoke.
I grit my teeth while a hiss built in the back of my throat.
I froze when a familiar scent tickled my nose. I whirled around with a soft snarl. Copycat froze. His green eyes were wide as he stared at me. He appeared to be backing away. I stared at him. His neon green eyes glowing eerily in the moonlight. Instinct flared to life with a sudden push from the presence of a white cat before it briefly flashed into sight. Get him.
"Cat Blanc, leave him be." Hawkmoth's voice demanded. His voice rattled my brain. I could feel him trying to seize control. I hissed and pushed myself forward, feeling like I was trudging through molasses.
Hawkmoth was trying to slow me down, correction he was.
I grit my teeth. A startled cry escaped me when I tripped and stumbled forward. Hawkmoth no longer in my head. I landed on my stomach as the butterfly glowed much brighter. Hawkmoth was trying to return, the butterfly outline eventually melting away like dripping water.
A dark smile curled my mouth as I rose to my feet. I rolled my shoulders. Copycat paused and glanced back. My grin grew then I took off. I knew Copycat was much farther ahead of me, but that didn't stop me from giving chase.
He folded his ears back with a hiss before whirling around and darting away. I chuckled before throwing my halved-staff into his pathway. He yelped then hissed when he almost slammed into it, falling forward and to the side of the golden pole. I grinned; it gave me the needed time.
I could hear Phantom Cat's voice when he called for me, he was drawing closer. I ignored him as I clipped the other half of my staff to my back. Copycat quickly scrambled to his feet. My nose twitched when Bleu Royale's and Ladybug's scent joined my cousin's. I hissed, pushing myself to go faster.
I didn't need Phantom Cat to stop me from what I wanted to do, what I needed to do. What he wanted to be. "Shall we, my copy?" I purred as he narrowed his electric green eyes, backing away from me.
"Technically, I'm Cat Noir's copy." He snapped as he grasped his silver staff and spun it in a three hundred eighty degree circle, creating a shield. He didn't want me anywhere near him. I couldn't blame him. Would you?
A sly smile curled my mouth as my heart pounded with glee. I licked my lips, nicking my tongue on my sharpened teeth. My heart twisted at the taste of blood. I pushed the thought aside. If I thought about it, it would distract me from my current hunt.
Copycat took a step back then I charged.
His ears flicked up, a delighted grin curling my mouth while my staff rammed into his silver one, barely blocking my attack. I couldn't help the rush of excitement at the feeling of our two weapons colliding. I grabbed the other half of my staff when I drew close to it.
He leapt back, his eyes narrowed with anger. I grinned, tossing a half of my staff at his legs. He yelped and stumbled forward before falling. I sprang for him, my clawed hands aiming for his shoulders before he rolled out of the way. I hissed in frustration while my tail lashed back and forth. My top lip curled, exposing my fangs. A growl bubbled up from my throat as I glared at him.
I rose to my feet and rushed him, swiping my clawed hand across his right cheek. He hissed and flipped back, his tongue slipping out and gliding across his top lip, picking up stray blood.
He purred. His eyes glowing before he darted for me. He froze when the butterfly suddenly lit his face. I smirked and charged, cataclysm bubbling on my right hand. He sprang back when the butterfly faded as quickly as it had come. I followed him, the building behind me crumbling. I glared at Copycat with a hiss. Black bubbles drifted away from his right hand.
He darted forward and swiped. I flipped back before dashing towards him, racking my left hand across his chest. He hissed while his cataclysmic hand was dragged across my stomach, his claws going through the white suit. I inhaled sharply before leaping away, feeling the presence growing stronger and fighting the cataclysm eating away my suit.
I sprinted forward, grabbing my half-staff and smacking him on the side of the head when I got close. A howl escaped him as he flew off the building, his clawed hands swiping the air and trying to grasp the TV antenna he flew past. I chased after him, determined to get his butterfly.
I landed on my feet as citizens scattered at the sight of me. Copycat staggered to his feet, blood dripping down the side of his face. He glared at me. His ebony ears folded back as he released a hiss. The building he crashed into cracked at his impact.
I darted for him once more. He scrambled to the side while I tripped over his staff, my right hand ramming into the building. My wrist smarted as I shook it. I glared at him. The building groaned and began to disintegrate, dust falling around us.
Copycat's pink butterfly flared across his face. He briefly nodded before he began backing away. I hissed and charged for him, leaving my staff. A startled yelp escaped him when I tackled him, my claws digging into his arms.
A hiss escaped him as he slammed the tip of his metal tail into the back of my head. I flinched as he curled his legs under me and kicked. All wind escaped me while I stumbled back. He quickly sprang to his feet, his claws swiping across my chest. I glared at him while I took deep breaths before forcing myself forward. He hissed and sprang back, escaping my swipe. I snarled and forced myself to go forward, racking my cataclysmic hand racking across his chest.
I yelped when something yanked me away from him. I hissed and whirled around, dragging my claws across the very person that dared to interrupt. A feminine voice cried out in pain as her weapon released me. I ignored her and ran for Copycat. He stumbled back, his breathing heavy. He collapsed to the ground, his suit being eaten away by cataclysm, even his wounds were widening.
He hissed at me while I drew closer to him. A yo-yo wrapped around my waist, yanking me back. I whirled around and ran with the fast moment. I sprang into the air, picking up speed. My claws aching to sink into whoever was interrupting.
A grunt escaped Ladybug as my feet landed in her stomach and my cataclysmic claws sinking into her shoulder before her yo-yo loosened its grip. A snarl curling my lips as I glared at the woman with the spotted mask and blue-black pigtails. Her bluebell eyes widened as her lips mouth 'Cat'. I bristled as my tail lashed back and forth. I used my legs and pushed off, flipping back. I turned my attention to the black cat copy once more. Desiring his blackened butterfly more than ever.
He staggered away, hissing ferociously as I darted forward only for someone to crash into me. I yowled in frustration and bit the being. A growl escaped him as coppered salt filled my mouth. I bucked him off before ramming my staff through his arm, pinning him to the ground as he snarled at me, his clawed hands reached for it.
I yelped when something snagged around my waist then yanked back. I whirled around as a golden pole came towards me. I caught it as crimson ribbons glided down the slick surface. His clawed fingers scrapped against the gold. I glared at the cat before me. His sapphire irises swam with pain and determination. Blue fire danced in his gaze. He snatched the staff out of my grip. His tail tightening around my waist as I reached for him.
He blocked my left hand as I dragged my cataclysmic hand across his chest. A yowl of pain escaped him as his lengthened tail unwound from my waist. He drew back as I spun around, pinning my attention on the staggering Copycat.
A startled gasp escaped me when I felt someone crash into me. The wind rushed out my lungs as I struggled, feeling claws dig into my biceps. I hissed as I summoned all my strength, the cat-like presence giving me the extra strength I needed. I struggled to get to my hands and knees, a startled mewl escaped the being who dared to pin me down.
I twisted myself, knocking him off as I sprang to my feet. I whirled around as Phantom Cat launched himself at me once more, his eyes burning with fortitude. I side stepped as he cartwheeled, swinging his legs towards me. I knew he was in pain. I could smell the increase of exposed blood coming from him. I ducked as his tail snapped around my waist. I hissed as he stood before me. He raised his hand, prepared to smack me.
"Snap out of it!" Came his voice. I hissed at him. I blocked his attack while I went to strike. His eyes widened as he jerked away from me, my cataclysmic claws barely grazing his chest. The added presence immediately shrank with horror. I ignored it. The Poison took advantage of this and seized control
A female scream tore through the air as Phantom's tail loosened its grip, cataclysm beginning to eat away his suit. "You missed." He hissed as I spun around and charged for Copycat once more. I could feel Phantom's gaze burning into me.
I passed a man in blue as his rapier grazed my rib cage, drawing blood. He looked too stunned to do anything properly. A sinister smile curled my mouth as Copycat's eyes widened.
"Cat!" Ladybug howled my name as my hand plunged through Copycat's chest. The light in his green eyes died before I released him, eagerly waiting for the black butterfly that darted away from the dead akuma. I gave chase as it flicked away from my bloody hands.
I snarled softly before snatching it from the air. A spotted yo-yo flew past me, forcing me to whirl around to see Ladybug struggling to remain standing. Phantom Cat was on his hands and knees, his tail twitching before he looked at me. I stared at him, my heart hammered as I stared at him.
The woman beside him gave me a heated glare. "Fé?" My voice shook as something flashed through his gaze.
"Chaton." He whispered as he forced himself to sit on his knees. I went to approach him but the woman beside him hissed at me. I jerked back. Félix flashed her a glare as she stared at me. Her lake blue eyes holding accusations. I faltered before spinning around and fleeing.
"Bridgette!" Ladybug snapped at her as the poison whispered to me. The white cat struggled to regain control. I hissed and shook my head, ridding myself of the image of my injured guardian. I launched myself onto the building before me, retrieving the other half of my staff and making it whole before clipping it away.
I perched myself on a random building, inhaling the scents of the night. My vision swam and my eyes hurt. Tears burned paths down my cheeks. I had killed my own cousin. I shook my head, refusing to think about the cataclysm that consumed him. I had also killed Ladybug.
My body ached.
I glanced down at myself to see my suit being eaten away. I had forgotten that Copycat had used his cataclysm on me. I took deep breaths as pain flared. I groaned and doubled over. A male voice called my name as I fell to my knees. Still clutching the butterfly.
Sweat beaded at my forehead as my hair stuck to my neck and cheeks. I blinked when something white brushed against my nose. It was fuzzy, like it was from a cat. I will not let you die. I need you alive. A masculine voice hissed as the tail flicked out of sight when someone landed in front of me.
A male voice cursed under his breath before I felt someone roll me onto my back. My lungs hurt and my body ached. I stared at his fuzzy silhouette as he leaned towards me. My head drummed. I groaned when I felt the man's arms slid under me before picking me up. I wondered why I couldn't pick up his scent.
"This should be happening to me. I'm the one with the worst luck." Another male voice grumped, hidden pain lacing his voice.
"Cataclysm is already consuming you. With the cursed luck you have, I am stunned it has not done much damage."
"Tikki should be able to do something." The second speaker responded with a huff.
"Were those words of comfort?" The first asked with a soft growl as my nose twitched. I sneezed.
"Maybe I should hold him." Silence ensued before the second male growled softly, hiding pain. My head spun. He sounded familiar. Couldn't be Félix, I killed him. "You do have feathers on your hat." Another sneeze tore from my aching body. A male voice hissed as I wiggled my nose, resisting the urge to sneeze. I inhaled sharply before a sneezing fit seized me. My body shook, like I had been swimming for hours.
"My dear boy. You have a good sized hole in the left bicep of your arm. I am very much surprised that there is nothing more to the wounds." The voice taunted as a growl followed. "You would simply drop him for lack of strength. Or you would drop first." The first voice snapped. "There is a good chance you will faint any moment from the great loss of blood. You look like death is at your door. I am quite surprised you still stand."
"Worse has happened to me you old quack." The same voice retorted irritably as a 'hruph' escaped my holder. I tried wiggling away, desiring to get away from the feathers. My nose burned. I sneezed, my body curling inward. I groaned softly as female voice moaned, sounding like she was in pain. My vision sharpened as I blinked, focusing on the teal musketeer's hat. Then the aquamarine ascot.
"How about I take him?" Another male voice barked. Plagg's familiar scent filled my senses. My nose finally works now?
The white cat's presence filled me before it seemed to purr, drowning the poison. He was purring at the familiarity of his leader. Another sneeze tore from me as I was jostled to Plagg. His black ears perked forward as he stared at me, worry danced in his green eyes. The pain growing.
"Look, he still has the butterfly. I'll just use that." I tightened my grip on the black butterfly with a growl. I wasn't going to give up my prize. I glared at Ladybug as she drew closer, stumbling as she went. She looked like she was in pain.
I bucked and struggled, Plagg's grip growing tighter as he held me prisoner. My tail lashed back and forth as the butterfly was yanked from my grasp. A yowling hiss escaped me as I slashed for the butterfly, trying to free it. It was held out of my reach. I bucked and kicked before black gloves helped to hold me down; one arm was soaked with crimson.
I hissed, dragging my right hand across the wound. Phantom Cat grit his teeth. My claws gouging into his flesh before being torn away, exposing muscle and bone. Some of his flesh stuck to my clawed hand as blood streamed down his arm.
A flinch escaped him. He stared at me. Fatigue crossed his features. He was pale and sweating. I blinked and narrowed my eyes, realizing who I had struck. I cringed away from him, my tail twisting into knots as I folded my ears back and curled into a ball. "Félix?" I called softly as his ears perked upward. Joy colored his gaze as a purr escaped him.
Horror washed through me as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Félix!" Bleu Royale, Ladybug and I called at the same time. He dropped to the ground as The peacock user darted to his side, his tail feathers bellowing out behind him.
"Fé?" He called softly as Phantom Cat stirred. Somehow, Cataclysm was only eating his suit, nothing more. My heart hammered in my chest. He had merely fainted. He growled at his uncle before he waved him away. Guilt berating me for hurting the one person willing to love me. Ladybug quickly released the black-purple butterfly. She called for 'miraculous ladybug' while she threw her yo-yo into the air. She did this after she had caught the demon and released it.
We all stared at Félix as he huffed. "What?" He stared at the group of Ladybugs approaching him. A startled yelp escaped him when they encased him. The wounds vanished but the blood remained.
Bleu Royale frowned. "You have been healed."
"What do you mean by that?" Ladybug asked, suspicion glowing in her blue eyes. My gut quite burning.
"Your healing light works supposedly does not work on him."
"Then why does it work on Cat Noir?" Ladybug demanded. Phantom Cat sighed.
"He was left alone for too long by his lady." Plagg answered. "When a Ladybug neglects her partner. His/her luck worsens till the luck can no longer heal him. That's when you know you're going to die very soon, they use up their nine lives rather quickly." Plagg looked at Félix. "I am very surprised that it worked this time. Perhaps is luck was not as bad as we had thought it was Gabriel. It just works at random times."
"How do I fix it?" Ladybug demanded. I couldn't tear my gaze away from Phantom Cat as he rose to his feet, removing the bandage from his first aid kit stashed in his compartment belt, using it to clean the drying blood.
"You can't. You aren't his Ladybug." A cry mixed between frustration and hysteria escaped her.
"What about Tikki, couldn't she fix him?" Silence followed her question before a growl interrupted the silence.
"Will you quite fussing over me?" Phantom Cat snarled, clearly annoyed.