"Marinette Dupen-Cheng, what the drug user bullshit did I just fucking witness!?"

Her mother shouted at the top point of her voice. After helping her into her living room, Adrien had no choice but to explain the situation to Sabine since she was threatening to call the cops. Sadly, the older blue haired woman was not pleased. I mean, what mother would be pleased in learning that their daughter was somewhat forced into becoming a pet to a sex-prince? And to answer that question from Sabine point of view, no, no they would not.

Now, sitting on her purple-blue couch next to her boyfriend. Marinette was half gazing at her mother, while the other gaze was elsewhere. No seriously, Marinette was acting like she was tipsy a bit, nearly to the point of being drunk. She could barely concentrate, so Adrien was her brain.

"Long story short, I dragged her into a game of secrets, dungeons, and fuckery," Adrien responded.

"I don't want to hear one fucking word out of your little dirty mouth! It's enough I just learned you're the reason the Mayor is batshit crazy!" Sabine growled. "But this! You drag my daughter down into your disturbing little nightclub and make her a sex slave!? Have you lost your fucking mind!?"

"Its so weird hearing you curse," Gabriel muttered. He was behind the kitchen counter drinking tea and eating biscuits. Allowing the older woman to lecture the two young adults, so far he was enjoying himself, and his snack.

"I didn't do it on purpose, she agreed to it!" Adrien explained, this made Marinette look at her mouth to say:

"Technically I was high on sex when I signed the paper. When I tried to get out of it, he threatens to tell everyone in town." Marinette explained.

"You blacked mailed my child!? UGH! Are there no good men in this godforsaken world!?" Sabine shouted. She then takes a couple of steps towards Adrien. Eyes nearly red with anger, she glares down at him an inch away.

"Give me ONE reason why I shouldn't beat you to a pulp," Sabine growled.

"Uh…I am a better husband for your daughter." Adrien responded with a smile on his face, Only to receive a slap from Sabine from it.

"OW!" Adrien cried before Sabine looks over to her daughter. Grabbing her by the hand, she pulls her up from the couch. Woobly a bit, Marinette is able to stand on her own two feet as her mother drags her to the back of their apartment.

"I have had it! We are leaving town! I can't take this!" Sabine shouted before stopping in her bedroom. A tiny room with a twin size bed that took nearly the entire wall. The older woman sets her daughter down on the bed before walking over to her closet. As she gets to work in packing, Marinette couldn't help but chuckle at her mother's reaction. She was giggling so loud that her mother stops mid-way and looks at her.

"What?" Sabine asked.

"It amazes me…" Marinette started. "That out of all the horrible things that have happened to me in this town…this is the one thing that makes you want to pack up and leave."

"Don't start with me Marinette. When I am done packing, we will get your stuff and-no." Marinette says, cutting her mother off mid-sentence.

"I am staying here…I am staying and fighting." Marinette says. Sabine looks over to her daughter. Worried and scared emotions fill up inside of her.

"Mari, that isn't your fight."

"It is," Marinette responded. "All my life, I have let this town beat me down like…a rag doll. Now, with what little power I have, I want to use it and you taking me out of the town."

"Marinette, this is not your war. This is their's!"

"Well, I want it to be my war now…" Marinette started. "Mom, you don't realize…how sick this place makes me feel. How revolting and throat gagging I get when I think about this place, especially the people!

"Marinette."

"You don't realize what I am feeling mom. The rage, the anger, the frustration, the sadness! Everything! It hits me like a wall of bricks! I hate this feeling, and I will do ANYTHING to destroy it!" The blue haired girl shouted at the top of her lungs. She was so loud that Adrien and Gabriel were staring at the roof with worried expressions.

"Listen to yourself! You're sounding crazy!" Sabine shouted at her daughter.

"What's crazy is that you waited this long to NOW decide that we should leave. Congrats on growing a pair mom, next time you should do that after Nathan slaps me! Or maybe after the mayor and his cunt of a daughter are through making me their bottom bitch!"

"Where is this sort of talking coming from!? This isn't you sweetie! You're a kind peaceful creature."

"I am done being nice mom! These people have made our life's a living breathing hell long enough! I am not taking this shit anymore!"

"Don't you curse like that in front of me! You don't think I have had it with this town!? I hated this place before you were even born!" Sabine shouted. "Only one good thing has come out of this town…and that's you."

"What?"

"I know your hurting. I know you're in pain. I know you hate yourself. I know my darling, I see it every day in your eyes. I know…I know. But the truth is, I am the weak one. Marinette, you are everything to me and more. If anything were to happen to you, I would never find the will to live again."

"Mom…"

"I know you want revenge, and sometimes I want some too. But to get revenge is ugly. Something done in anger, it will only lead to more pain and suffering."

"Mom…"

"I won't pack. I won't leave. But you have to promise me that whatever you're doing with Adrien. You let him do the work. Dirty hands aren't pretty. I know one group in high school that got their hands dirty all the time. They always called themselves…L.U.K.A."

"Wait, what?" Marinette asked.

"L.U.K.A, or 12-21-11-1. It was a group of kids in my high school that was secretive. They were that creepy group you never messed with." Sabine explained. "Also doing something secret, having their eye on everyone. It was all fun and games."

"Did you just say 12-21-11-1?"

"Oh yea, that was their code. They used it on their phones to talk to each other. They would sometimes talk in numbers when they were in public. Weirdo's if you asked me…Marinette?" The older woman asked when she scanned the room. Only to see her bedroom door hanging opened and no child inside.

Marinette storms straight down the stairs of her mother's room, sprinting straight towards the kitchen. Just in the nick of time, she saw Adrien opening the front door to leave with his father not too far behind him.

"ADRIEN!" She shouted. Making the love of her life stop everything he was doing to look over to her. Leaning against the corner of the room with little breathing in her lungs, she points to the older male to say:

"You! Hiding! Something!" Marinette breathed. Regaining what little energy she had, she takes another breath of air into her lungs before saying:

"You!"

"Yes, father, he is here." Adrien chuckled.

"No! He know's Luka!" Marinette shouted as she walks towards them.

"What are you saying Marinette?"

"12-21-11-1!" Marinette yelled. Pointing at the older male again, this time on her feet with a stern upright stance. "You have been getting calls from a group called L.U.K.A!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Nat saw it on your phone! You have been getting calls from L.U.K.A!" Marinette shouted.

"Marinette, I am confused."

"Ugh! Luka isn't a person! L.U.K.A is a group of people! Think about it, how is it that this ONE person can not only get all the information he needs to hurt us. But somehow, knows where we are every second of the hour. It's not possible!"

"Marinette, you don't know what you're talking about." Gabriel chuckled.

"And your part of L.U.K.A!"

"I am not part of anything."

"Really?" Sabine asked. "Then answer me this Question…how was it that Luka knew Adrien was about to get raped by the mayor in the courthouse…when no one else was in the area but you?"

A long silence echoed throughout the room. A quiet, but very ghastly one that made Marinette's palms sweaty. Adrien's green eyes slowly move from his beloved to his father. His signature shadow making an appearance over his eyes, only for his father to ignore him.

"I rather not talk about it. Come, we are going home." He says as he walks towards the front door. Only for his son to block his way by standing in front of it. Leaning against the wooden frame, he crosses his arms and looks his father dead in the eyes.

"What is L.U.K.A?" Adrien growled at his father.

"It is nothing," Gabriel responded on cue. He reaches over to the knob to grab it, only to have his son place his hand over the golden handle. His expression unchanging, the young man started to glare dagger at his father while producing a distinct evil aura.

"Tell. Me." The blonde growled loud and clear. Sabine felt her heart jump at the sound while Marinette's body begins to shake. Realizing that his son wasn't going to quit, the older male closes his eyes and sighs. He then looks over to Sabine.

"Could you make some tea, this may be a while," Gabriel says. He then proceeds over to the couch. Taking a seat, Adrien removes himself from the door and sits across from his father. Marinette takes a seat next to Adrien as Sabine fills her tea kettle with water.

"Where do I start?" Gabriel asked.

"Oh, L.U.K.A. Well, it was a mistake I will tell you that."

"What is it?" Adrien asked.

"It was a group your mother and I was part of." Gabriel started. Sabine sets the kettle on the stove before giving Gabriel her full attention.

"In my youth, before I married your mother, we and a couple of other friends were bullied a lot as youngsters. And the bullying didn't get bad until high school. My dear sweet friend, Cleo, was part of that group. She was a beginner in computer science and wanted to make video games and such. Before I met your mother…my heart belonged to her. Because she was my only friend."

As Gabriel speaks, his eyes begin to turn a bit pink. They shine a small bit before looking down at the coffee table. Avoiding the eye contact of the two adults in front of him.

"One day, we were walking home in the middle of the night from school. And these bullies came, who always hurt me, came out of nowhere and started to beat on me. Calling me weak, saying fashion was for gays and such. Five against one, not a fair fight, but no one stopped it. When I was bleeding on the ground, I saw them rip Adriana's clothes off and…violated her. They kept calling her horrible names like fag and dyke. They called her those names because she was dating Emilie at the time. I laid there bleeding to the death as they raped my best friend. And then I heard a crack."

A tear slowly falls down his left eye. Lips trembling, his nose begins to turn red as his breathing becomes more noticeable.

"They broke her jaw, killing her on the spot. Allowing her body to go limp like a rag doll in the cold. I never cried so hard in my life. I held her body until she was no longer warm. By the time the emergency came, it was too late. A week later, the five male's get off free with two days in prison and a slap on the wrist. Why? Because one of them was the son of a judge, and that judge thought it is wrong to ruin their life's over…a lesbian's death."

Tears now falling from both sides of his cheeks. His left-hand grips the clothing of his pants tightly, trying to hold back his emotions.

"The anger I felt was nothing compared to Emilie's. One night, Emilie came to my door, wearing nothing but her black pumps, underwear and a bra. In her hand was a flash drive. But what got to me was the bloody eye she had. This was the first time we met without Adriana, and wouldn't be the last. Apparently that night, she drugged the judge after seducing him. She stole all of his contacts, his bank information, she stole everything and put it on that flash drive. And she was crying and laughing at the same time. She was telling me all the stuff they did, and she laughed because, in the end, she beat the living shit out him. Then she cried because it dawned on her that she would never see Adriana again."

"How does this little story tie in with what's going on now?" Adrien growled, ignoring his father's tears.

"That judge was a pedophile and apparently linked with other rich pedo's and criminals that did wrong in the world. So during my senior year in high school, Emilie decided to use this information to her benefit. In other words, she would blackmail these men for money and information on other crime lords. Once she got their attention, that's when she created L.U.K.A. With the financial help of all these criminals, she started her own group crime. Starting with her nightclub. There, she invested into sexual medical science and prostitution underground. And anyone that went against her, well, everyone has dirt on them. Compare to other criminals, she would be the only one smart enough to leak their private crimes to the police. And the best part, no one knew who she was, everyone knew her as Alice. When her business was becoming bigger, she decided to move from criminals to Senators and governors. Finding dirt on them, she was able to change the law by the flick of their finger. And all she did was either blackmail them or hide their secrets."

"And that is how L.U.K.A started?" Marinette asked.

"Yes, we were a secret group that stole secrets and blackmailed people. But on the outside, we were normal people." Gabriel explained.

"We?" Adrien asked.

"Yes. There were seven of us running the show at the time. I was in fashion. Audrey was responsible for broadcasting with her new station. Andre was responsible for government, or potential targets and-or enemies. Your mom ran the Akuma of course. Mr. Damocles was responsible for targets children, in case we could use the kids as dirt for their parents. The priest, because it's easy to admit your sins."

"Wait, that's six people. Who is the seventh member?" Marinette asked.

"Funny thing, I never met them. But their job was to keep an eye on all of us. You know, in case we decided to go off the board." Gabriel explained. "This unknown person, the seventh member, always hid in the shadows. Emelie was the only one that knew them. We never met, so we would always call this unknown member…Luka. Luka and Emilie were the starters of the group."

"What happens in the end?" Adrien asked. "How did this group fall to shit?

"Audrey and Andre divorce, that is what started it all." He explained. "We recently learned from LUKA that Andre was having an affair with one of Damocles students. A little boy turns out Andre had a bit of a disturbing fetish. What was even more disturbing is that kid he was screwing was the son of a homicide detective."

"Oh shit," Sabine muttered.

"And things just got worse. Not only did this man have literal proof of rape, but he also had video proof. We were in the shit hole and we started to panic. We were going against each other, saying it was his fault, her fault, and what knot. In the end, Audrey was the one that betrayed us all."

"What did she do?"

"She told this man who we were, what we do and even some names of our clients. It was then we realize that we were screwed…weeks before your mother died. Audrey came to us and told us that the man would let us go record, law-breaking free if we gave him our client list."

"What did you do?" Adrien asked.

"We agreed. We couldn't go to jail, we had you, I had a name to hold. Emilie knew this, hell she was even willing to go to jail for me. So we agreed. We gathered up all the client's names, all the bank routing numbers, illegal transfer of our blackmail money, medical discovers that was done illegally, Your mom sex research that was worth billions, money laundering and transfer, we did all of it. It was written down in those journals Emilie kept. And the night she was going to give all those books away…"

"She was killed." Marinette gasp with widen eyes. The very next second, the kettle turns on. Making Sabine jump up a bit before twisting her body around to turn the pot off. Taking a low sigh, she turns her attention back to the three. To her surprise, they weren't looking at her, instead of looking down at their hands and feet.

"Mom died trying to save us," Adrien muttered.

"Yea, although her efforts were for nothing I guess. I ended up in jail."

"When?" Adrien asked.

"When I had no choice but to leave you with Andre."

"But…you were sick!" Adrien said, only for his father to shake his head no.

"No, I went to jail. Without anything to get me out, I was sentenced to 30 years in jail for many charges."

"Wait, but you're here." Marinette pointed out.

"Because a few months in, Luka came to the prison to talk to me. With his face covered, but my dear Emilie peacock brooch in hand. He informed me of what was happening to Adrien…and he explained to me that I was sold out by Andre."

Gabriel explained. Finally looking up from his knee's, his eyes were red while he cheeks burned a dark shade of pink. It didn't take a genius to know that he was a hurt man.

"I needed to get out, I needed to get to you. So Luka offered me a deal, if I gave him a couple of Emilie work, Luka would get me out. He knew a way to get me with a clean record and I took it. Once out, he made me do a couple of designs for people, get me back on my feet, and then just disappeared."

"You gave him my mom's journals?" Adrien growled.

"Only the ones with the contact list and back numbers. I didn't give him your collection obviously." Gabriel explained. Leaving everyone in the room speechless.

"I am sorry Adrien," Gabriel says. "I didn't know Luka would come back into our life's. I didn't know what he was doing."

"You're a monster," Adrien growled as he rises from his seat. "You sit there my entire Chat Noir career, judging the choices I make and how I do things…when, in reality, your nothing more but a piece lying shit."

"Adrien…"

"I never got upset you because I thought you were sick. I thought you became ill…I even ignored my rape to give you some sort of peace," He scoffed. "And mom, you lied about her too. You are so fucking stupid…fucking moron!"

The blonde shouted on the top of his lungs before thrusting his foot against Marinette's coffee table. Making it hit his father's knee lightly but in somewhat a violent manner. Grabbing his things, he storms out of the building in a hurry. Not even looking back at the staring eyes that followed him.

The silence in the room was terrifying. And what was worse, is that everyone knew more was to come.

Kikkie: Yes-yes! I know, it was selfish so I posted it. I hope you enjoyed this!