I'm alive!

Guilty as Charged

by thepeacockandthebutterfly

Number 5: Killing for Her Love.

Everything.

All of these deaths.

All of the lives lost.

Everything that was sacrificed.

Everything that he had pushed away.

It was all for her.

Hawkmoth held his cane against Ladybug's throat, reveling in the secret knowledge of the sharp blade that he could pop out of the top of the cane. As it was, Ladybug's eyes were wide in surprise as she had expected a fair fight. She hadn't expected him to be waiting.

"Give me your miraculous, Hawkmoth," she demanded, voice surprisingly strong despite her fear. Hawkmoth had to admit that he was slightly impressed by her bravery, regardless of how stupid it was.

Hawkmoth smirked at her. "No. Give me your miraculous."

Ladybug's lips pulled up just slightly at the corners, not wanting to admit that Hawkmoth's attitude was amusing to her. "Never." She lunged for him, ducking under the cane and coming up with her yoyo spinning. She lashed out first, slicing at him with her yoyo.

"A feeble piece of string?" Hawkmoth asked as he easily caught the string between his fingers. He let a purple spark sputter to life and dance its way up the string, nearing Ladybug's hand. "It would be so easy to akumatize you like this..." Hawkmoth sent another spray of purple sparks out ward from his cane so that they flew into his butterflies, tainting them.

The first akuma soared towards Ladybug quickly, followed by its brethren. They charged the heroine, flooding her with their tainted magic.

Hawkmoth only looked on with a smile.

Then the remaining butterflies flooded off of Ladybug, revealing the heroine curled up in the fetal position on the dirty hardwood floor.

She looked up, panicked eyes flashing purple as she tried desperately to fight off Hawkmoth's control.

"Don't struggle, little lady, it will all be over soon," Hawkmoth purred, reaching out with his magic and controlling her limbs. A little puppet all of his own.

Ladybug smiled up at him, eyes glassy. She walked forward awkwardly, the smile gradually becoming more and more manic as her eyes glowed a brighter purple. "What can I do to serve?"

Hawkmoth moved Ladybug's arms upward so that she was positioned the way he wanted her. And then he handed her a sharp blade, the very one that he had concealed in the tip of his cane. With a slight motion of his head, Ladybug's hand moved in a sawing motion across her throat.

Crimson. There was a dull thud and a quiet squishing sound as Ladybug's lifeless body crumpled to the ground.

Hawkmoth walked over to the body and bent down, removing the earrings. And then he walked away, having obtained the first of the two most powerful miraculouses.

Bright coppery red blood splattered against the floor, staining the wood with the memory of a heroine's life. Ladybug's eyes were still open, still glowing an eerie purple.

But worst of all was her mouth, still stretched in a manic grin of glee. As if she had wanted this death.

I'm kind of testing out these ideas in case I ever want to flesh one of them out into a two-shot or something.

Also, I really enjoyed writing this one even though it's not quite as good because I'm kind of having writer's block atm. I'm trying to write new chapters for Halfway Between Heaven and Hell and Waves, finish editing the first chapter of my new Rapunzel AU, and work on a little treat that I can't talk about because some of my Wings readers read this fanfic...;)

Hope y'all enjoyed this one!