These are the different ending chapters :)

To Lora- Chap 7 is already out :)

To ssgsgladywaaaaaa- um, yes? But anyway, my chapters have a tendency to be either relatively long or really short, there's no in between :P

To ladywaaaaa- VIeLONCE award? O.o

To Guest- ddhtutort*shot? o.O

Ladybug had used her Lucky Charm before enticing Chat Blanc to chase her here. The result of her magic was tucked under her shirt as Marinette, ready to use at a moment's notice. Chat was unaware of this, believing her defenceless without her powers. She thought she was prepared for his reaction, at least in some small way, but no.

Chat Blanc stared at her, backing away, shaking his head, mouth working soundlessly as his thoughts failed him. Marinette stood, shaking, wiped her hands over her face. "You... you can't... you can't be Ladybug." He gabbled. His eyes flicked to and fro, desperately searching for an explanation in the destruction he had caused. His cat ears perked up and he marched forward a few paces. "She set you up to this, didn't she?" Marinette pressed her lips together, shaking her head. He looked at her pleadingly, his breaths coming short and fast.

"No, Chat. I am Ladybug."

"No!" He flung himself away, striking out at part of the caved ceiling. "You're lying!" He accused fiercely. Another head shake and his temper exploded. "I TRUSTED YOU! I THOUGHT YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND, I CAME TO YOU FIRST, I THOUGHT YOU'D BE HAPPY FOR ME! AND THIS WHOLE TIME, YOU'VE JUST BEEN PLAYING AGAINST ME!"

"Chat, please. That's not true!"

"HOW COULD YOU?" He bellowed. "WHAT SICK GAME ARE YOU PLAYING? YOU HURT ME AND THEN TRY TO HELP ME, WHY? I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE ONE PERSON I COULD COUNT ON INDEFINITELY, I SAID- I SAID I'D COME BACK TO YOU! AND YOU'RE HER! DO YOU GET A KICK OUT OF THIS, WHAT? WHAT IS IT?"

"Let me explain!" Marinette pleaded, closing the distance. He hissed and leapt up onto the pile of rubble. Marinette scrambled after him, slipping and sliding. She had to stop, injured arm undoubtedly useless in any chase scenario. "Chat! Don't go!" He wanted to, he wanted to put as much distance between himself and this witch, suddenly so sick at the sight of her. He began climbing again. "Chat!" She begged. He stopped, mind turning over this discovery. Anger rushed through his veins like liquid fire, a red mist flooding through his head; all he could see and hear was crimson and roaring, blood boiling, her pitiful apologies grating against the inside of his skull, each pathetic little please slicing into his heart, the rubies trapped inside spilling forth.

Amongst the flames, the rage, a single idea crept forward. So she was Ladybug. She loved another. If he couldn't have her, then no-one would. He whipped round, startling her. She jumped back, stumbling, her foot catching on a loose rock. She went down. He dropped, crouching, crawled towards her. Drew his stick. "Chat, please-"

"I told you to shut up." He slammed his hand past her head, claws shattering concrete. She whimpered. If this had been normal Marinette, the thought of hurting or scaring her would never had entered his mind. But the line had been crossed. There was no redeeming herself this time. He pressed the tip of his staff to her chest, the erractic beat of her heart calming his own. His new power sparked at the end, seeping through clothes, skin and flesh, invading her heart. Her eyes widened, breath catching in her throat. Ladybug had broken his heart, so Marinette was going to break the heart of her love. And not just break, completely destroy it, tear it to pieces, stomp on its remains, burn what little hope could ever possibly remain with the fire he suffered, so neither she or he would ever be able to love again.

In his fury, he didn't register what was going on. Hawkmoth had gone eerily quiet, Chat couldn't even sense him in his head anymore. It was only when she choked, gasping for air, did he realise. "Why isn't this working?" He fumed, shaking the staff furiously. Marinette inhaled sharply, slumping against the ruins, panting. Her hand scrabbled across her chest, blinking rapidly, struggling to comprehend what just happened. "I've got your Miraculous! Why isn't this working? What did you do?" He demanded hotly, pressing his face into hers. Marinette winced.

"I- I didn't do anything..."

"Liar!" He hissed, hand clamping onto her throat. "Tell me who he is." He snarled. She managed the slightest shake of her head; his claws dug in. "TELL ME!" Her fingers pulled at his. He switched hands in the blink of an eye, tucking the one adorning the ring behind his back. "Tell me or Paris won't be the only heartbroken country." Marinette gave a strangled sob, fresh tears cascading through the dirt on her face. "One." He spat. She tugged on his fingers. "Two." He started to rise, hauling her up to. Her feet left the ground. "Thr-"

"Adrien." She choked. Chat did a double-take. "Adrien A-Agreste."