(Hi guys, SG here. Sorry about the long wait... it was exactly a month! I felt so bad. Someone had asked me to update this just the other day, so here it is. it's a short chapter of Marinette's dream. I'll be working on another super long chapter for a day or two. Please tell me what you think of this one, and if you have any suggestions for the next chapter, let me know.The next chapter is going to be about when Marinette wakes up, and how she feels about her dream. It's also going to have the suprise Adrien mentioned from the previous chapter. As always, ENJOY!)

Marinette had fallen asleep instantly, and she found herself dreaming of a calm morning in Paris. She was standing on the Eiffel Tower, looking over the beautiful city.

"Hello, m'lady." She heard someone land behind her. She recognized the voice, but didn't know who it belonged to. She turned around to greet them, but to her confusion, she saw no one. She heard thunder crackle in the distance, then quickly turned back to the city. She could see storm clouds in the distance, moving quickly to cover the city in its darkness.

"It's going to rain. We should go take shelter somewhere." She heard the voice say again. She turned around once more, and still saw no one. She knew that voice like she knew her own, but she couldn't seem to remember whom it belonged to.

She reached her hand out, offering it to the person speaking. She felt a cold hand take hers, and a black leather glove slowly appeared, then an arm, then the whole suit, slowly revealing a boy wearing a mask.

His face was blurry, but she recognized him now. It was her partner, Chat Noir. He smiled at her, then turned away and began to walk. He lead her to the edge of the Eiffel Tower, slowly climbing to stand on the rail. Marinette hesitated, but soon climbed up to stand beside him.

They stood hand in hand on the rail for what seemed like forever, staring at the dark clouds as they rolled over the city. Chat Noir turned to her, his smile now gone. "Are you alright, Marinette?" He asked, a look of concern crossing his usually happy face.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" She said, turning on the rail to face him. He looked down towards her ankle, and the look of concern was replaced with horror. "Y-your ankle!" He exclaimed.

Marinette looked down only to see a chain slowly wrapping around it. There was a bruise where she had been injured, but she couldn't feel it; all she felt was the cold metal.

She screamed as it began to pull her downwards, easily removing her feet from their place on the railing. Chat Noir tried to grab her, but it was as if a wall was blocking him from her. She held on tight to the rails, her fingers slipping as the chain pulled harder.

Chat was becoming blurry, but Marinette could still hear his screams.

She looked down towards the ground about 900 feet below her. She couldn't hold on much longer, and her fingers slowly slipped off the rail, one by one. She felt herself falling, the air wrapping around her like a blanket.

She suddenly felt the familiar warmth of her transforming into Ladybug, quickly washing away the cold air as she fell.

The scene changed, showing her landing safely on the ground in front of a crowd. Her best friend Alya was in the front holding her phone, probably live on the Ladyblog. Her mouth opened in shock as she saw her best friend become Paris's superhero, Ladybug.

Behind Alya stood news reporters and classmates. Beside her stood Marinette's mom and dad, and beside them stood… Adrien?

His arms were crossed and he had a disgusted look on his face. The look of shock on everyone else's face quickly changed to anger, disgust, and disappointment.

"You? Of all people?" Adrien said angrily. "I was hoping you'd be someone better."

"Yeah!" Alya agreed. It wasn't long before the crowd joined in, booing and insulting her.

"You're going no where in life!"

"Can't believe we all praised and trusted you!"

"You're just some clumsy wannabe!"

"I bet Chat Noir only pretends to like her because everyone else liked her!"

Marinette fell to the ground sobbing, ignoring the sky as it darkened. Rain began to pour down and the crowd left. A light fog had settled over the streets of Paris, giving it a scary look. Marinette finally looked up, long after the crowd was gone, and she saw Chat Noir. He was barely visible through the fog, but she could make out his face.

"Chat…" She whispered. "Help me… please."

Chat didn't move, he just stared at her as if she was a criminal.

"Chat!" She cried out, throwing herself back down to the cold wet ground below her. She felt something cold and hard wrapping around her wrists, and when she looked up she saw chains. Chat continued to watch her, careful not to move a muscle.

She tugged at the chains but they wouldn't come off. "Chat, please!" She begged.

It rained heavily and thunder could be heard in the distance, and Marinette was soaking wet, but she didn't care.

When she looked up, Chat Noir was much closer than before. She could see his gloved hands now, one of them dripping with the black magic of destruction. It reminded her of water, but it was cold and dark.

"Anything for my lady." He said, his voice echoing through the streets of Paris. He reached forward, but not towards the chains. He was reaching for her. His hand stopped inches from her heart.

"Goodbye, Ladybug."