Author's Note: Happy February 1st everyone. Happy (Early) Valentine's Day. Before you ask yes, I'm planning a Valentine's Day one-shot. 🔥🌸


Bluebell eyes quickly take in her destroyed surroundings of what was once her high school. Every turn she made, every smell she was unpleasantly met with kept reminding she had failed. The broken walls/windows/doors, the grim/soot covered halls, and most seen dried blood and fires all around still ablaze making her stomach queasy. Yet she can't even puke anything, not recalling when she ever ate.

Labored heavy breathing is all she hears, adding to the fact those two monstrous former comrades are definitely toying with her, literally.

Still she keeps running, ignoring the crusty blood now caking her shoulders. Face swallow from the meet with that metal table. Her peiti feet dirty and now bleeding from stepping on unknown remains. (Still hoping they weren't human bones)

A spilt second decision, she removes her red scrunchies that surprisingly didn't come loose out her hair earlier. Throwing them and her tiny pink bra over her shoulders in opposite corridors.

'May buy me some time.'

She thinks with little hope of escaping, trying to come up with a plan. When she once again is thrown by a black skintight glove. Giggling rings in her ears as her head bounces off the floor.

Blurry vision meets thrilled cold red reptilian eyes. "Well, fall from grace it's never pretty."

She giggles again, the pure joy in her voice shakes Marinette's to her very core. As the imposter white cat smirks just watching. His turned pink, white-ish claws twitch for more fun.

"I have grown tired of this chase tho."

Her blood red reptilian eyes look over her left shoulder. A small smile grows on her face looking at her love. Whom in turn nods immediately understanding her desire.

"Darling, a great lose. But I agree, we will find more toys."

With a quick blown kiss of puckered lips at him. Shadow Storm, gives their lost luster toy a sinister smile. Her blunette hair tangled up a bit caked in dirty and blood, her body pale and bruised.

"Say hello to Lila and Cholé for us. They did last longer then you."

With a tiny bit of mercy, both skin-tight black gloved hands twist her bone-y neck. The sound of cracked bone fills the air. Carelessly dropping the bloody body, Shadow Storm smiles twirling around leaping into Cat Blanc's waiting arms.

"I love you."

They say in sync before their lips crush together hungrily.


THE END. . . FOR REAL!