Kikkie: After re-reading my cover summary for this story, I have decided to change the from SUM. I will change the first page as well because lets be honest, this story is going in the direction its not suppose to go in. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter!
I watched Nat from Nooroo car knock on Leo's door as she pulls her dress down. She was wearing, and yes I picked out everything she is wearing. She was wearing a black bustier top that made her breast look like their actually there. Tight mini shorts that looked almost like underwear with a thong that had its straps hanging out. She had an ear piece in her ear so I could hear everything she was saying and then some. My father, who was next to me and suited up, watches from the passenger seat.
"So why are we doing this?" Hawk Moth asked.
"I need to get some info, and Leo is one of my best options. He is still obsessed with Nat, so she can go in and ask questions."
"So let me get this straight...you sent Nat in a skimpy outfit, unarmed, into the house of a possibly dirty cop to ask subtiouse questions that might get her killed?" My father...oh shit I didn't think of that! Grabbing the mic that allows me to talk to Nat, I opened my mouth and said:
"Bailout! Bailout!" I shouted.
"Too late, she's inside. Dumbass." My father said to me.
"Oh no..." I muttered. A second later I heard Nat's voice coming from the machine that was attached to the MIC.
"Hello Leo, I missed you." Nat spoke. I couldn't help but to bite my fake nails nervously. "I wanted to ask you something."
"Sure cupcake, shoot!" He said.
"You might as well ask those questions." My father said. I banged my head against the chair in front of me before saying:
"Ask how is he! I am coming in, so stall!" I said before handing the machine to my father. Jumping out the car, I ran towards the door. But stopped right in front of it when I realized it was stupid to waltz right in. Shit, this house looks like a two story house which means there has to be a basement! Going around to the back, I sigh in relief to see that I was right. There was a window passage big enough for me to squeeze through. Grabbing a rock, I break open the window. Sadly it made enough of a sound for me to hear.
"What was that?" He asked Nat.
"Uh.." She muttered. I pressed the earpiece I had to my ear and said:
"Tell him it's a bunch kids you saw before coming here." I tell her before crawling through the small space. I cut my leg as I slowly descend into the darkness. Once inside, I was greeted with a horrible stench! Ugh, it made me want to vomit. It smelled like rotting cheese combined with dead fish laying waste in the sun. The scent made me want to gag my throat out. I reached into the back of my pocket and pulled out a flashlight. What I saw downstairs in here...dear god I almost vomited.
"Holy shit..." I said at the sight before my eyes. Boys and girls around my age, in dog-like cages, with ball gags in their mouths. Black satin eye blind folders over their eyes as rope keeps them tied to the bars. Most of their hands were red and purple, as if the blood is barely flowing. I counted at least four, three girls and one boy. Then it hits me:
"Oh god...other people, expansion. Don't tell me the police are on the take... Oh god, I left Nat with that man unarmed!" I growled to myself in frustration.
"CHAT!"
Nat shouted straight into my earpiece. I point my flashlight into multiple directions before finding the staircase that leads to the house. I sprinted towards the wooden steps before crawling on all fours. Why, I was panicking! By the time I got to the door I found it locked. Pullin my baton from my waist, I bashed the knob down before kicking the door opened. His house was a bit of a dumb! Ignoring that though, I ran to Nat to see Leo on top of her again, but the time with a knife to her neck. Without hesitation, I rammed my baton to his face. Making the large man fall onto his coffee table and off Nat. The brown-haired woman was gasping for air at the sight of me.
"What the hell!?" She shouted as she gets to her feet. "This is why I divorced you! You're fucked up in the head!"
"He's has a basement filled with sex slaves." I said, making Nat look down at me in shock.
"WHAT!?" She shouted. "Why!?"
"Why are you asking me that?" I asked her before looking down at Leo. What a sicko!
After giving my dad the go to come in, Nat and I tied this disgusting human being to a wooden chair. Nooroo was checking the kids downstairs, they were all alive but not in a healthy way. Once everything was secured, my father and I decided to wake Leo up by pouring water over his head. This made the male very angry with us. But that anger disappeared when he saw us.
"The hell?" He asked. "Chat Noir and HawkMoth?"
"In the flesh." I said with a grin. I just love how people act when they see me.
"What are you doing in my housr?" He asked us.
"The more important question is why you have a harem of teenagers in your house?" My father asked.
"What?" He asked.
"Don't play dumb, we found your little collection of teenagers. I must say, for a cop, I am a little disappointed in you." I said with a smirk on my face.
"Says the boy who does illegal activities on stolen land." He growled at us.
"We bought that land, thank you." My father said. "And I would like to ask, why you decided to kidnap those kids?"
"They were my reward from my boss for delivery the Black llama you destroyed!" He growled at us. Wait, do they think we destroyed it...oh my god! Who is watching Plagg!? Oh wait, Plagg and Tikki are at the Tower. Ok, were good!
"And who is this boss of yours?" My father asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know." He growled.
"Its the mayor isn't it?" I asked. I could see Leo preparing to say something sarcastic to us, but he stopped when I said Mayor.
"How did you know?" He asked. I opened my mouth and spoke in English what that boy told me at the police station:
"He keeps the files in his office! Look in his office, find the damn list so we can have the French and trade! The mayors' office beat you!" I said in a horrible English accent before returning to normal. "In other words, even though the kids french sucked, he basically told me who is behind this. All I need is proof, which I need. And you're going to help me."
"Over your dead body." He growled at me. All I did was chuckle at him, poor guy didn't know who he was messing with.
"So that is how you're going to play this?" I asked before picking up one of the bottles I had brought that was filled with oil. Walking over to him, I pour the oil over his head. My father just chuckles at the sight of black liquids falling down the man's face.
"Imagine it dad..." I said before throwing the bottle to the side. "Cop murdering alive in his home. Fun fact, it takes two hours to burn a body to ash. So that is what...I 'd say 45 minutes of unspeakable pain. That's getting through your skin."
"Hehehehe..." My father chucked at my words.
"Or if you're lucky, the fumes produced by the fire will suffocate you as well. What I am trying to say is, I can kill you and there would be no evidence what so ever because your house would be torched! And you, well all that would remain would possible be everything in your basement. Which means people will see you as a dirty fucked up cop."
"You wouldn't." He growled at me. Pulling a box of matches from my pocket, I pulled a stick out. Lighting it and waving it in front of him.
"Wanna test that theory?" I asked. "Because I don't give a fuck if you live or die. You and your crew of sick twisted fucks that went after the most precious thing I love. I don't care if you burn and die. Your just another name added to my list. So, you think I am joking still?"
I asked as I wavy that flame in his face. A tiny flame that could cause massive destruction to this mans body. I laugh at the thought.
"Do it pretty boy, I dare you." He said. Doing as told, I flick the small light towards his body. I wasn't joking, I don't joke when comes to things like this. Especially when it comes to my Marinette. I would burn Paris to the ground before I let her be taken away from me. That tiny light slowly flies towards his body. He shakes and moves violently as he tries to avoid it. Shockingly, it didn't makes contact. Instead, a hand swipes it to the ground before a heel puts it out by stomping on it.
"Nat!?" I shouted in anger, the woman looks at the small burn wound on her hand.
"I must say, that was very impressive." My father said in shock.
"We are not killing him." Nat growled. "He is a cop, his station will not rest until they find out who killed him, and when they learn it was you, then you might want to get rid of that costume."
"But Nat!" I shouted, only to be stopped when her hand presses against my mouth.
"The answer is no Adrien! NO!" Nat shouted at me. Wow, I have never seen her so upset before...DID SHE JUST SAY MY NAME!?
"Nat!?" I said in anger.
"Oh my god! Your that blonde boy I saw at the station!" Leo said, I have half a mind to kill him now! "That cute boy next to her! Oh my god, your Chat Noir! The sun of that faggot designer! Why am I not shocked, did your daddy design your outfit?"
"Shut up." I growled before looking over to Nat. "And you better sleep with one eye opened tonight."
"Oh my god, let me guess, she's fucking your daddy!" Leo shouted. "How is it Nat, that faggot's little tootsie roll?"
"What!? His dick is WAY bigger than yours, you pedophilia fuck!" Nat shouted.
"Ugh..." I groan in disgust.
"I am not a pedophile!" Leo shouted at us.
"You have a basement of children in your house! Two which are pregnant! How the fuck are you a cop!?" Nat shouted, I think she was at her end with him. "And you have the nerve to threaten to take me to jail for not paying child support!"
"You know, this explains the whole broken pussy thing." I said with a smirk on my face.
Chat please!" Hawk Moth shouted. He then looks over to Leo. "As for you, I will make sure you are sent to the worst prison Paris has to offer."
"Oh my, a crime lord taking me down! That's pathetic. Oh, and FYI, your suite makes you look fat! And you, you look like a BDSM character from a horrible FanFiction!" Leo said, then out of the blue, we pull out or guns. Pointing them to his crotch.
"Come again?" I asked.
"Pfft! Shoot me! I dare you!" He shouted at us. "Because here is the thing. My boss will protect me! Those girls you found in the basement, they won't even be taken home. They will be escorted to another person willing to pay for their care. So, go ahead shoot me-
*BANG!"
Calm down, I didn't shoot him! I shot the roof though, I was too pissed to even look at Nat right now.
"Ugh..." Nat muttered as her index finger plays in her ear. Once everything was quiet, I looked over to Leo.
"We're not going to the cops. Since he know's your identity and might go to his, we need to keep in a secure place till we figure out what to do." My father said.
"Meaning?" I asked.
"Back to our home, we will lock him up with the drugs. Nat, search the house and see what you can find. Nooroo and I will assist with the kids." My father said.
"What about me?" I asked.
"You have school tomorrow and a thereby meeting. Go home, I will leave this pig to Tikki and Plagg. Knowing them, they probably have a thing or two up their sleeves to torture him." My father said. At this point, I think its best I listen to him and do as I was told. I am tired, I am annoyed and also trying to find the words to tell Marinette about the whole...Chat Noir thing. Ugh, what a Sunday night.
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