A/N I know I said I would be updating everyday it's just I didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether I wanted Marinette to stay or leave. But I made a decision halfway through. So…have fun! (I wrote out a whole rant about constructive criticism and I deleted it. 20 minutes of my life I'm not getting back) Okay, I'll keep this short. If you have a problem with my plot or my characters or anything else, just leave the story. I am open to constructive criticism but there's a line so don't cross it. Thank you. Enjoy the chapter.

"Hi, have you seen Mary?" A blond girl asked Adrien as she continued surveying the room for the lost girl. She brought her eyes to Adrien's and realized he had no idea who "Mary" was. "Um, black hair that goes to about here," She said and put her hand a few inches underneath her shoulder, "And she was wearing a red and black dress." She finished looking at Adrien with a pleading look, hoping he knew the girl she was talking about. And he did. She was talking about Marinette, or "Mari". That was clever to change her name to "Mary". Well, what did he expect.

"Oh, yeah, I think she went out that door." Adrien said pointing to a random door that was the farthest from the door Mary went through. But the girl made no move to go towards the door he pointed out. Instead she stood where she was, her fists in balls by her side. Her earlier nervous smile was replaced with a cold stone look, her amber eyes filled with icy rage.

"Why are you lying?" She seethed between barred teeth, her eyes lighting up with a deeper rage. God, he was going to die, wasn't he. She reached down and grabbed his shirt's collar, bunching up in her fists. She lifted him up to her eye level. "You will tell me where she really went, or so help me god, you will leave here with a black eye." She growled and pushed him back roughly. He stumbled back a few feet before steadying himself. This girl was insane. Yeah he lied, but why would Marinette be so important. She's just a normal girl.

He pointed to the door she actually exited from, with a shaky finger. Unfortunately he was still a model so he couldn't get a black eye, otherwise he wouldn't have told this psycho anything.

She shoved past him, and pushed the door open with so much force it was knocked off it's hinges, and slammed on the ground behind her. But she didn't even blink or hesitate. She just kept walking with that same icy rage that was in her eyes before.

P.O.V Marinette: Marinette walked out onto the street, her building's door closing softly behind her. She gazed out onto the bustling street with her red eyes and watched sadly at all of the people she would never meet or get to know. She walked out onto the sidewalk, ignoring the puddles that rippled from every step she took. She was done. She was so done. Her heart was empty and her eyes dry from crying everything out a while ago. She lifted a hand out into the street. The cars ignored her like she was just a part of the scenery. Just another obstacle to maneuver past and ignore, their headlights shining on the pelting rain. Her drenched hair stuck to her face, making her look like a wet rat on the side of the street. Maybe that was all she was. Maybe the universe was trying to send her a message. Trying to tell her that she's not a superhero. If she was they wouldn't of done all of this. Put all of these obstacles in her path. That's not what the universe does. At least, from experience. She was only 20. And so much. So much pain has battered her and destroyed her inside and out. And now. Now she had to leave again. Leave this city. Maybe even this country. She had already lived two lives. Two heart breaking lives. Two lives that only ended in immense pain. What had she done to deserve what the universe, what god was pounding down on her. She didn't do a thing. She had a family. She had friends. She had a boy. A boy who stood next to her through everything. And now? Now she had nothing. Only the pain from wrongs done to her. She stared at the taxi that had pulled up to the curb. Waiting. Waiting for her to get in and drive. She took a step closer, letting her feet slap against the wet cement. This was it. The last time she would ever be here. The last time she would look at the skyscrapers next to her. She took another step. Alya flashed across her eyes. Then Nino. Then Papa. Then Mama. Then Adrien. Then Sophia. And then. Then Chat. Chat. Chat, who hated her with an endless abyss. Who would gladly see her behind bars or even. Even under a grave. But what name would be on that grave. Marinette? Ladybug? Mary? What name? Who was she now? A nameless ghost wandering the world, looking for somewhere to stay. Where her past wouldn't destroy her walls. She didn't exist. She was a nameless. A nameless girl. A nameless woman. A nameless holder. No one needed Ladybug anymore. No one need Marinette. No one needed Mary. No one need the nameless girl. The nameless woman. The nameless grave. No one needed that person, that ghost. That...thing. They had their lives. Their busy lives full of eccentric colors and feelings. They had people who depended on them. They had friends and family. They had names. They had graves with names. With people mourning them. But what did she have. She didn't even have a name.

What did she need now? A new life? A new name? Maybe a new end?

She was nameless, unwanted, and not needed. So what if she ended early. This long long run of hers. What if she just closed her eyes for a bit. Forever. Was that what she wanted? Well, what she wanted she couldn't have. So maybe ending the run was the right decision. Maybe ending her pain and her emptiness.

She felt Tikki press her little head against her cheek. Trying to give the tiniest bit of comfort. The tiniest bit of anything since she had nothing. Marinette didn't bother nuzzling her back. She had made her decision. A decision that would end this life. This run she had going for her. This was it. This was the end. She didn't bother saying goodbye. Just slipped into the taxi, and let it drive. To her end. To the destination where she would get out of and jump.

A/N Uh oh. That's all I'm going to say. So, this could be the end of the story. Hmm, only 5 chapters. Maybe there's more! Maybe this is the end. XD Sorry but I'm not going to tell you.