Very short chapter here, sorry, but there isnt much more to write in this part of the story (not meaning its finished, we still need justice). Anyway, I'm sorry this took so long to post, I've had a lot on my plate. I moved house, had so many internet problems, and most of my stuff has been packed up. Then the wifi couldn't be set up again so I've had to use my phone to write this chapter. So I hope it's okay, if short. the next ones should be normal length. Enjoy!

-Miraculous Ladybug and Chat Noir-

Adrien didn't got to the memorial for Marinette that day. It didn't feel right. He had let her down when she needed it, hadn't been able to protect his friend. If he had just stuck around for a bit longer that night she might still be alive. He had been foolish to leave her alone, especially after she had been beaten by Hawkmoth already. Of course that slimey bastard would come to finish the job. And then, after he had finished fighting her akumatized, grieving, parents, he had dared to smile with his love. He didn't regret that time with Ladybug, but it was all enough for him to feel wrong about going to the memorial. He couldn't bring himself to see the faces of the people who's daughter he failed to protect.

Hawkmoth had once again gone on a temporary hiatus on the spitting out of supervillians left, right and centre, the same as the last time he murdered someone. Maybe to try and find a shred of decency in that dark act. He wouldn't find any, though. Adrien knew that who ever held the butterfly miraculous must be a heartless wretch, and one day he would take his revenge on behalf of the lives he has taken.

The people of Paris, granting the Dupain-Cheng's wish of having a quiet ceremony, found other ways to commemorate Marinette. Small tributes where dotted around the city, pictures of Marinette surrounded by flowers and tokens, and the Dupain-Cheng bakery had been absolutely surrounded by flowers and tokens of appreciation. Buyers of pastries and bread had provided comforting words to the parents. Even if it didn't do much to help, the sentiment was still there. The "support". But nothing could make up that loss.

-Miraculous-

Storm clouds brewed over the city of Paris and the rain started falling. Ladybug didn't know what brought her here, but she found herself crouched in a tree, over looking the funeral. Somehow, even after days, it felt wrong, unnatural, that Marinette was dead. As if the cogs in her brain just hadn't clicked yet. As if it wasn't possible. She pulled her focus back to the world, to the wooden casket being lowered into the ground. The grieving couple and their family, all in black, all in tears. The rain hit all of them, but it didn't make a difference. Just more tears for their beloved family member. They finished lowering the casket and, as if they'd let no one else do it, Sabine and Tom Dupain-Cheng picked up two shovels and began filling in the hole. There where no words spoken, as they couldn't seem to bring themselves to speak. None of them could. The family shared their lonely quiet together. Ladybug felt intrusive and horrible for being there. It wasn't right for her to be here. This was a moment she should not be a part of. With one last look at the parents, shovelling dirt into the grave of their daughter, she swung away, the rain hiding the fact she was ever there.

-Miraculous-

Marinette had lost her sense of time. Chained in endless darkness with nothing to see but your worst memories and your own life played through by someone else will do that to you. It felt like it had been years. She watched, helplessly, as the casket -her casket- was lowered into the dirt. Watched her parents mourn for their daughter who was trapped in a body no longer her's. Her control of her feelings, gone, and her ability to watch the world, controlled by chance. She was in hell. She may aswell be dead.

She wanted it to end. Let her mind fade out, and not endure this endless absence of existence. she wanted to die. let the abomination that lived in her body control it. She didn't care anymore.

"Pl- please..." she whimpered to the dark, tears sliding down her face, as the last of her resolve crumbled, "Just let it end... PLEASE!!"

No reply came from the darkness. she hung her head, the chains still allowing no movement. She let out a last whimper. "Please."

I am gone

-End Chapter 17-

Thanks for reading this chapter. sorry again its so short, but there wasnt much to tell in this part of the story. The next chapter will be a bunch of snipits of story of a long time period, then the chapters after that... retribution... anyway I'll get to work on that right away. Sorry again for the length of the chapter, and jow long it took to post. Bye!