Yay! The first interaction of Marinette and Chat Noir! This was part of the sneak peek I did in my other story Cats Closet. Also my youtube channel is up! If you would like to hear me reading some of my Miraculous Ladybug Fan Fictions as well as my other short stories (eventually) you can head to youtube and type in Kara Menzel Tandem Lies. That should lead you to the first story. Enjoy!
ghostgirl19... The chapter you have been wishing for!
ribbons4... I agree! I hope I do it justice!
Marinette is a detective who can't keep a partner while hunting down the notorious Hawkmoth gang. Chat is the new cat burglar on the streets who never gets caught. After Marinette gets handed his case it's it won't be long before their fates collide especially when monsters start roaming the streets
(First Encounter)
As soon as Marinette walked in the door to her once shared apartment she pulled the Chat Noir file from her bag. Her job was simple, find a pattern and report it to the higher ups. She had done this kind of paper homework several times even when she wasn't on desk duty. The file was a decently thick folder so she made some hot tea then curled up in her loft area to read.
Chat Noir had started over in the USA of all places and had slowly been making his way towards Paris ever since. The file had estimations on his height, weight, and even hair color but apparently no one who had truly seen him were alive to tell the tail. According to the file before her 15 known people had been killed by his hand from gangsters to scientist to three cops who had the unfortunate luck to be handed his case. For the most part he seemed to be a simple thief but as she delved deeper into the material Marinette was left confused. Nothing he stole made sense. It ranged from jewelry to a picture frame to medical supplies and the even the way he killed was different each time. The only injuries that were consistent between 6 of the 15 victims were a concussive blow to the head. However in each case it was noted that the blow would have simply knocked the person out and not killed them. The Cops who had handled the case were all clawed in some way but once more the information left Marinette confused. The marks had all been placed postmortem which meant the cops had already been dead before he marked them. If she were being honest with herself it almost sounded as if this Chat person wasn't a single individual but a group of people masquerading as one. There were simply too many MO's to be from the same person unless they were just trying random new things each time. With a sigh Marinette sat the bulk of the info aside and picked up his most recent attacks in Paris. The info was sadly lacking of valuable information and the majority was sightings of a strange individual jumping across rooftops. Marinette had to grin at that. Since a new sport called Parkour had become popular seeing people jumping from rooftop to rooftop had become a nuisance. Mostly they were college students that stayed in safe zones where if they missed a step they wouldn't die. However, every so often a criminal got it in their head to try it so they could get away from the cops. Marinette had lost her first partner that way since she was one of the few people who could not only do Parkour but she was good at it too. In fact she often went to the safe zones and since she could easily pass as a college student she would run around with them in races and tests of incredible acrobatics.
When it was Tiki and her they would go to abandoned buildings and practice since Tiki had always valued being in top shape. With a sigh Marinette put the files down and drank the rest of her now cold tea. Her eyes were itching again which meant she had been reading for hours without even realizing it. A glance up at the sun told her it was sunset and looking at the pad off to her side Marinette decided she needed a break. There were a few addresses written down on the pad. Mostly they were places that had been stolen from but there were a few that were areas that Chat had been frequently sighted in. A few of them were near her home and Marinette decided to take a walk and check the closest places to her out. Slipping on her jacket and locking her door she zipped her key into and inside pocket then began her walk.
It didn't take long to find her way through the streets and she made her way down several dark alleys to finally arrive at her first address. It was an older apartment complex and she briefly made contact with an older lady who lived there. She showed her the picture and the woman had nodded saying that he ran through the area after sunset when the shadows cast were at their strangest. Everyone else that would talk to her at the other site she went to had said much the same thing. So now here Marinette was at an old condemned abandoned building that had the perfect set up if you wanted to practice some Parkour moves. Mentally she made a note of the place so she could visit at a better time. The bottom floor was boarded up tight but Marinette wasn't looking for a window to climb through. Finally halfway around the building Marinette found what she wanted. Climbing to the second floor using a gutter and a dilapidated fire escape she moved through the building for stairs to the rooftop. Two doors later she found it and climbed with extreme caution since the stairs were wooden and missing pieces every so often. Arriving at the rooftop Marinette sighed in relief as the wind blew through tossing sand and discarded trash about. Looking out across the rooftops she noted in the ever increasing darkness some movement and her heart clenched, was it her quarry?
Knowing her badge was in her back pocket and figuring this person shouldn't be on the roofs anyways Marinette gave chase. If it wasn't her quarry she would simply warn the fool to stop jumping around on the rooftops and send them back down to street level. If they were her quarry she intended to arrest them be dammed desk duty. Whoever they were the fool was a few roofs ahead of her darting from shadow to chimney in such a way that she couldn't help being reminded of a cat. They were all in black and as they darted she could see a belt like fixture trailing from where his tailbone would be. A silver baton of some kind was hooked into his belt just above the tail and Marinette was happy to note that he didn't seem to have any other weapons on him. He was in a tight what appeared to be leather suit so she couldn't imagine that he had something hidden up his sleeves like she did. His hair was blond or a dirty blond and what looked like ears adorned his head. It was her quarry. Sprinting forward Marinette took a chance and jumped a gap that she normally wouldn't try for. Her landing made far more noise than usual and Chat spun around eyes going wide as he realized a person was following him. Realizing the game was up Marinette shot forward and Chat scrambled away on all fours far quicker than she thought was possible.
"Stop!" Marinette yelled and was soundly ignored as he leapt to the next roof.
The chase was on and Marinette couldn't help but feel excited about that fact. He was fast, agile, cunning, and she hadn't had a good chase in such a very long time. For nearly ten minutes she chased him jumping from rooftop to rooftop doing crazy stunts that if she were on her own would never try. Glancing around as she tried not to lose him in the ever encroaching darkness Marinette realized they were rapidly heading for an unpopulated area. The hairs went up on the back of her neck and she decided to end the chase before something tried to end her. Putting on a last burst of speed she dropped the small heavy weight on a long chain she carried up her sleeve. Spinning it as she moved Marinette let it fly as he jumped to get to the next building. The weight wrapped swiftly around his ankle and she skidded to a halt hauling back on the chain with all her strength. The man let out a surprised yelp as the chain went taught and he fell from the air twisting as he tried to slice at the chain. Swiftly his body dropped below the rim of the building and Marinette braced herself ready to catch his weight when the line went slack nearly causing her to fall backwards.
"No way!" Marinette cried hauling back on the chain in such a way that the weight flicked up over the edge of the building. The recoil mechanism in her jacket kicked in and the weight flew back towards her as she ran to the edge of the building. Catching the weight and making it to the edge of the building, Marinette just barely caught a glimpse of a black scrambling in through a hole in the building under her feet.
"Oh no you don't." Marinette growled and hooking her chain over a pipe that stuck up off the roofs edge she rappelled down the side of the building swinging easily into the open space that had once been a wall. Looking around the dim space she retracted the chain and keeping the weight in her hand Marinette moved forward. Somewhere in the back of her brain a little voice screamed that this was a bad idea but she ignored it. Marinette already knew that this was a bad idea but she was committed at this point and she never backed down from catching her target.
The building they were in was abandoned and graffiti covered the walls adding splashes of color to an otherwise dreary place. Nothing was in the room she had swung into and keeping a firm grip on the weight in her hand she moved through the door checking to either side. The hallway was dark and closing her eyes Marinette reached out with her other senses. Noise echoed off to the right and she slid down the hallway her footsteps nearly silent. Coming around the edge of the hallway she could make out a person standing in the next room. They were leaning against a pole of some kind and Marinette darted from her hiding place throwing the weight causing it to wrap around the person and pole neatly trapping them.
"Whaaa!" They cried and Marinette moved fully into the room causing the male from the sound of the voice to scream again.
"I didn't do it! I-I just trying to find a place to crash in! Don't kill me man!"
Marinette froze then hissed in annoyance as she realized she had just caught a bum. "Stop screaming!" she snapped and allowing the recoil in her sleeve to kick in again she started moving towards the bum to untie him. The man whimpered then went silent as she said "I'm a detective and I'm not going to kill you or anything else. I thought you were someone else. I'm going to untie you and then you need to get out of here. There is a dangerous criminal around here and I would prefer for you not to be hurt."
"Um" the man whimpered staring over her shoulder as the hairs went up across Marinettes entire body. A whisper of a touch caressed her hip and she spun realizing the badge in her back pocket was suddenly gone. A black figure danced out of arms reach and Marinette froze. She hadn't even heard him come up on her, he could have easily killed her and all he had done was steal her badge.
"Run." Marinette snapped at the bum as she disengaged the chain that kept him wrapped to the pole. She didn't have to tell him twice. There were rumors flying around the streets of monsters lurking in the dark, rumors that he had scoffed at as he looked for out of the way places to sleep. Now though between being suddenly trapped to a pole by magic and this new threat he had no desire to stick around. He had seen the unearthly way the black figure had moved in the ever increasing darkness and he had no desire to get caught up in a battle between monsters.
The dark figure waited till the whimpering man fled and then with a sigh leaned against the wall behind him. The air was silent and filled with tension as the man in cat ears flipped the badge open. "Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Detective five years. Huh… they got tired of sending cops after me?"
"Give it back." Marinette snarled even as she wondered how he could read in this dim lighting since she was doing well to not trip over things. Glancing up his green eyes piercing the gloom he folded the leather badge back into place then tossed it to her. Catching it easily Marinette expected him to follow up with an attack but instead he leaned back against the wall with a wide yawn.
"So you're a detective with ninja moves." He said as one of the ears on his head seemed to swivel slightly. Marinette blinked figuring the headband must have simply moved as he scratched his back against the wall in such a way that once again it reminded her of a cat.
"Ninjas are Japanese I'm half Chinese." Marinette corrected sliding her badge back where it belonged and he grinned at her white fang like teeth flashing in the dimness.
"I stand corrected." He answered and Marinette just stared at him in total confusion. He was a criminal who had killed 15 people and he could have easily killed her, instead he teased her, stole her badge, and then returned it a moment later. Nothing he had done made any sort of sense.
"Who are you?" she asked
"I'm just a stray cat looking for a comfy place to call home My Lady." Chat answered and Marinette bristled.
"Your name." She spat and he stood fully upright cocking his head as his ears came to an alert position.
"Somebody is annoyed with life. My name if you must know is Chat Noir." He said giving an extravagant bow that seemed just the slightest bit familiar.
A bolt of energy spiked through her and Marinette let the weight in her hand dangle and swing free on the chain. She had been fairly certain it was him but she had wanted to confirm it before attacking. "You're under arrest."
Chat grinned Cheshire cat style and lifted his hands. "I will be happy to dance with My Lady, only…" he ducked as she let the weight fly and it crashed into the wall with a loud crack. Darting forward ears plastered back he came right at her clawed gloves outstretched. She twisted sideways yanking the weight up and back as he flew past her. The weight smacked into his shoulder causing him to hiss and trip before rolling to a stop on the floor. He sat up as she advanced his wide green eyes piercing into hers and she paused something almost feral in his gaze making the hair go up on the back of her neck. In the next instant he grinned once more and twisting his body around he slipped through the open doorway next to him into the darkness.
"Get back here!" Marinette yelled following him through without a second thought. She went down a partially collapsed hall and emerged into a living room area in the next apartment set over. A streak of movement caught her attention and she twisted the chain in her hands up, catching a baton in the center. There was almost no power behind the blow and two green eyes that seemed to glow peered at her from the shadows.
"Well now you have paws-itively fantastic instincts." Chat said a grin lighting up his face.
"Did you just use a cat pun?" Marinette asked tossing the baton to the side and darting in.
"Paw-haps." Chat laughed and leaped straight over her one hand hitting her in the center of the back making her stumble several steps before finally catching her balance
"That was awful." Marinette snapped spinning back around to face him.
"Don't you mean paw-ful? Or maybe claw-ful. I think I've used paw too many times in puns tonight." Chat said leaning against his staff in a relaxed uncaring manner.
He was teasing her, not making fun of her, but still she could feel her annoyance rising.
"I've been going easy on you. Put down the baton and submit to being arrested and I will continue to go easy on you." Marinette growled trying to keep her cool.
"My Lady wishes to adopt this poor stray kitty?" Chat asked making the most ridiculous wanna be cutesy face.
That tore it for Marinette and she launched herself forward with a shockingly loud snarl. The noise surprised Chat allowing her to get far closer to him than he planned making him leap away before she could lay a hand on him. Following his movements faster than he would like Marinette slung the weight in her sleeve out and he swatted it from the air dodging the recoil as she flipped it back. Realizing a straight forward attack wasn't going to work Chat slid sideways in an attempt to get behind her. It didn't work and Marinette followed his movements turning like a dancer on the ball of her foot. He wasn't expecting her speed and whipping his baton around he tried to hit her torso to make her back off. Instead of dodging Marinette threw her arm up in a block and the baton slammed down hard on her arm. Marinette allowed the blow to connect though she could have dodged since she needed to be in close contact to disarm him. The blow connected with a loud clang that had him flinching back a moment in distraction just before her fist slammed into his ribcage. The air whooshed out of him as Chat leapt away from her demanding "What in the hell are you?"
Marinette stumbled back herself hissing in pain as she shook out her now throbbing hand making sure she hadn't broken anything. "I could ask the same thing." She grumbled.
She had hit him perfectly in the center of the ribcage hard enough that most people would at least double over if not become entirely stunned for a moment. Instead he was rubbing at the spot looking as if she had merely poked him hard. Not only that but her hand hurt! He would have to have some serious muscle or be built like a tank for her to actually hurt her hand. Whipping the weight back into her other hand Marinette resettled herself deciding how to attack next.
Chat answered that question for her as he attacked first not wanting to be surprised any further tonight. He was quickly realizing that Marinette was a dangerous opponent, one that he couldn't afford to play with any longer. Whipping the baton across his body Chat charged her head on curious to see how Marinette would react. As he charged Chat shrank the staff treating the baton more like a fencing rapier rather than an actual staff. He was fast, dam fast, and Marinette just barely managed to not get skewered as she wrenched herself sideways while flipping the weighted chain around the baton as he flashed past her. Stumbling back a step she yanked hard ripping the baton right out of his hand as he twisted back towards her to throw a punch of his own. The punch connected as a glancing blow to her hip and it sent her already unbalanced self pitching forward at him. Chat was already twisting out of the way as Marinette flailed towards the floor with a yelp. He wasn't quite fast enough though and as Marinette fell she grabbed the belt like tail that was streaking past her face, yanking hard as she desperately tried to recover her balance. Three things happened in quick succession. Her mind registered the furry muscular warmth of a cats tail, Chat let loose a roar that would put a panther to shame, and in the next instant a solid impact to her side sent her flying half way across the room. Marinette hit the ground hard sliding into a square of feeble light from a busted out open window and gasped, desperately trying to regain the air her lungs needed. Her arm and side were a numbing fire that she knew meant it would be one massive bruise by morning. It hurt and while she desperately wanted to curl into a ball and whimper Marinette realized that she had just really truly pissed off a killer. Forcing the pain down she rolled upright to find Chat almost upon her. Marinette skittered backwards taking in the blazing green eyes under his mask, the way his ears were plastered back in the traditional pissed off cat position, the way his tail lashed the air behind him, and the way his clawed hand rose to deliver a fatal strike. For some reason she wasn't afraid, it didn't make sense as to why but it was as if fear had vanished the moment she spotted him running on the rooftops and it had yet to return. Instead she felt awe and a grudging respect even though he was a criminal.
"What are you?" she asked the awe of realizing that this man was not quite fully human leaking into her voice.
Chat froze mid-step his clawed hand falling back to his side. The blazing fury behind his eyes faded a little and their eyes locked. His eyes were filled with fury and sadness while hers held exhilaration and awe. She wasn't afraid of him and it made the fury he had felt evaporate. She hadn't known his tail was a part of him and in truth he knew she had grabbed it on accident. A whirl of emotions surged through him as he dropped to a crouch sliding his baton from her chain and placing it back at the base of his spine. Marinette didn't move she just watched as his ears slowly rose and his tail twitched from side to side.
"I'm a monster." Chat snarled and in the next instant leapt over her head out the window.
Marinette lay there frozen for several seconds wondering what in the hell had just happened. None of what occurred from her chasing Chat across the rooftops to this insane ending made any sort on sense. One moment he was carefree, flirting, making bad puns and then in the next he was a deadly fighter that could kill as easy as breathing. Slowly she stood wincing and tested her ribs to make sure they were not broken. They didn't seem to be, just badly bruised like the rest of her side and after retracting her chain weight she made her way out of the building. Forcing herself not to limp Marinette made her way home realizing that she was in no shape to fight anything else that night.
