A/N: So in my English class we were learning about fractured fairy tales, so I got this idea! Basically, I'll be writing famous fairy tales, but with a miraculous twist and some with dark endings. However not all.

I hope you guys enjoy this and if you want me to continue or have a suggestion for the next story, just say so I reviews!

Till next time,

D.L.D

Marinette sighed as she walked along the path that lead to her friend Alya's home. The two and their other friends had decided to have a day of fun at her home and Marinette was assigned with the snacks. Alya lived across town and the quickest route was through the forest, which her parents forbid her to go through.

She had now reached the crossroads, where the path to the woods met with the path through town. The teen hesitated as she wondered about going through the woods or not. She would be going against her parents' words, but then again she had an old friend to visit.

Her decision made, the bluenette pulled the hood of her red, ladybug spotted riding cloak up, and took in a deep breath as she stepped towards the woods.

...0o0...

Marinette felt the shade of the trees immediately, sighing as she was removed from the summer heat. A cool breeze rushed by and the teen removed her hood instantly, so she could feel it caress her cheeks.

She continued to walk onwards, until she felt a presence behind her. But the presence didn't make her feel fear or terror, it made her feel warm and welcome. Especially since the person behind that presence was a friend.

"Howls it going?" She heard his voice and turned to find a blonde grinning at her.

The blonde was dressed in a simple blue shirt and black pants, a black riding cloak with fur trim over his shoulders. He had golden blond hair with velvet black cat ears sticking out and bright green eyes. His hands had black gloves on and she instantly recognised him.

"Haven't I told you not to say puns anymore?" She smirked.

"Haven't your parents told you not to come into the woods?" He replied the grin still on his face.

"Silly Kitty!" She shook her head, "If I didn't come through here, you wouldn't get any of these."

She then produced a croissant from her basket and passed it to the blonde, "You're lucky I could sneak one this time."

"Thanks, princess," He took the treat, happy to know he had a friend, "Is everyone in town still afraid of me?"

"Sadly, yes," She sighed as she sat on a nearby log, "But Alya and Nino aren't. Neither am I."

The blonde gave a sad smile before thinking about the time, "Speaking of Alya and Nino, shouldn't you be meeting them?"

"I should!" The bluenette nearly face palmed at her absent mindedness, "Why am I always late?"

"I know a shortcut," The blonde chuckled.

The two then walked side by side through the woods. Talking and sharing bits and pieces of news and information they'd learnt over the past few days. All too soon, they'd reached the edge. The border to where the blonde could go.

"I'll be back tomorrow, Chat," She hugged him and he hugged her back, "I promise."

"I'll be waiting," He smiled.

A gunshot was then heard and the two froze, knowing all too well what it was.

"Did you hear that?" The bluenette asked, her features showing panic.

The blonde nodded, "I'd better go before the huntsman catches up!"

A funny feeling then brewed in the teen's stomach and her face paled. Something didn't seem right. She could sense it.

The blonde began to run in the opposite direction, moving swiftly so as to not get caught. Marinette's heart leaped to her throat as she sprinted behind him, hoping to catch him in time.

"Chat!" She called as she ran, "Chat Noir! Adrien?!"

Her legs ached and her lungs burned but she continued to press forward, hoping to catch him in time. By now her cheeks were scarlet and her riding hood trailed behind her as the woods descended into silence. Not a single bird sang.

The bluenette froze as she felt a shiver traverse her spine. She'd never felt like this before; the woods were often welcoming and warm not lonely and cold. She looked about herself and noticed that she was lost. She had never seen any of the trees or rocks in this area and it only made her nerves worsen.

The silence continued and the bluenette could feel her heart thumping inside her chest. Her pants came out as the only other sound for miles around. She then spotted a flicker of movement to her left.

"Chat?" She called out and then a second gunshot was heard.

It wasn't too far off and all that her mind was thinking was to see what had happened, to see if Chat was ok, to see if the huntsman had...She shook her head as tears threatened to spill from her ocean blue eyes.

Her legs were throbbing and her heart ached as the bluenette ran and ran, not caring about getting even more lost until she spotted him. The first thing she noticed was his blonde hair. She could spot his cat ears sticking out and smiled at the familiar sight. But that smile faded when she saw the huntsman's son, Nathaniel, approach.

Acting instinctively, the bluenette rushed towards her friend, aiming to protect him. But she'd come too late. In a split second, another shot was fired and her friend dropped to the ground, his body lifeless.

"Adrien!" She cried as was by his side rocking his lifeless form, "Look what you've done!"

The boy froze and looked at the girl as if she was crazy, "I believe i just saved you from that wolf."

"You didn't he was my friend!" The girl cried as she hugged him.

"Your friend?" The boy scoffed, "I'm pretty sure he was pretending so he could eat you."

"Chat would do no such thing," She looked at him, a sad smile on her face as a tear fell.

"He's a monster!" The boy fumed.

"You're a monster!" The girl replied, her rage engulfing her sadness, "You killed him and he didn't do anything to harm anyone!"

"You support him don't you?" He raised a brow, his superstitious side taking over, "That means you're a witch!"

"I'm not a witch!" Her face was red, "I just see the innocence in others! And he was innocent!"

But nothing could save the girl from her fate. Soon the whole of town was at the scene and she was put on trial.

...0o0...

Marinette was at the lake, standing in front of the whole town. Her wrists were bound and so were her ankles. She was dressed in her riding cloak and a simple white shirt and brown skirt.

Her eyes lacked emotion and the once joyful face she had was gone. Both Alya and Nino had tried to convince everyone that she wasn't a witch, but the damage was already done. Nathaniel's family were well respected and so she had no chance of not being trailed.

"Miss Dupain-Cheng," Andre Bourgeois, the town's mayor, spoke, "You have been convicted of witchcraft and treason by going against the people. How do you plead?"

The town's attention was turned to the girl and she remained silent, tears trickling down her cheeks.

"Her tears are proof of guilt," A person spoke.

"She must be a witch!" Another yelled.

"I'm innocent," The girl spoke, "And so was Adrien. Nathaniel killed him for no reason!"

The town was silent before looking at her with saddened eyes. They'd had such high hopes for the baker's daughter and now she had thrown it all away.

"Throw her in," The mayor ordered, "If she's truly a witch, she'll float."

"Yes sir," Two men nodded and lifted the girl, before throwing her into the freezing waters below.

Marinette immediately reacted to the cold water coming into contact with her skin. She opened her eyes and saw that she was underwater, her air limited. She looked at her wrists, then her ankles and spotted that they were bound.

Thinking quickly, she untied the rope around her ankles and nodded in relief that she had some chance of getting air. By now her lungs were starting to crave air and her features showed slight panic. But she didn't give up, she still had a chance. She then looked at her hands and spotted that she could try and untie the rope.

Working as quickly as possible, she untied the rope and began to surface.

...0o0...

All of the town waited above the lake, anticipating what would happen to the teen. So far she had been underwater for a while, but they could tell that she was still alive from the slight flickers of movement they could spot.

The girl's parents and friends didn't look at the lake, instead they spoke with each other all concerned.

"She'll die either way," Her mother cried, "If only she didn't go into the woods!"

"No, I'm to blame Mrs Dupain," Alya sighed, "I should've told her to come to mine."

"It's just a shame that it's come to this," Nino sighed, "I mean, aren't they all overreacting."

"Well, with the Kurtzbergs, everything's exaggerated," Tom sighed, "At least Marinette will get to see Adrien again."

They all nodded in a solemn silence, all of them knowing she was going to die.

..0o0...

The bluenette gasped as she surfaced, spluttering as water came into her mouth. She could barely swim, yet alone float and the people could spot that. Yet they did nothing.

"What are you waiting for?!" Alya yelled, "Help her!"

But they didn't do anything as the bluenette struggled to keep on the surface. Her clothes were dragging her downwards and her limbs were tired. By now, she felt like giving up.

"Do something!" Nino called out, "She's going to drown!"

It was then, Marinette felt a piercing pain to her skull and was submerged under the water.