Two: That Life Ends Here and This Life Begins

The next few seconds passed in complete silence for the lucky lady as she tried to make sense of the sight before her. She couldn't remember using her cure…she also didn't even know if that cure was able to bring back lost limbs, caused by an akuma or not. She didn't know what that blur was and she honestly didn't know what Chat Noir was trying to tell her. All she knew was that she was in the middle of a battle with akuma triple her size, and that somehow her partner had returned from being very clearly dead.

Yeah, it made even less sense than she already thought. To be fair, it looked like Chat Noir wasn't faring any better, judging by the confused look on his face, mixed with the obvious terror in his eyes. "The glove!" she eventually settled for, pointing at the fallen akuma. "It's in the glove!"

He nodded, and used his baton to carefully remove the glove from the victim's hand, tossing the object to his partner, who ripped it down the middle and stared the dark butterfly down with a glare menacing enough to kill. Without a word, she swiped her finger over her compact to open the purifier and caught the insect as it tried to escape. No words were uttered until she 'Miraculous Ladybug'd the damage and turned to face her best friend. He looked back at her, holding his left arm like it was a child crying for its mother.

Before she could call his name, another, much louder voice beat her to it. "Chat Noir!" The pair turned to face the police officers standing at attention. Officer Roger stood front and center, megaphone in hand as stared Chat Noir down. "We have a warrant for your arrest!"

"Arrest?" he repeated, mainly to himself, glancing at Ladybug from the corner of his eye. "What crime have I committed, officer?"

A smirk very unlike the normal officer Roger smile curved on his lips, and his eyes met Chat Noir's. "You're not quite a human if you can come back to life. And don't try to use that cure as an excuse, because Ladybug didn't use it when you came back."

The spotted hero stepped forward to Chat Noir's side, placing a hand on his arm—almost recoiling at the fact that this was the same arm that was missing before his supposed death. Except that he did die. But came back to life? So he's an immortal? Maybe? Ladybug's head hurt. Chat Noir looked down at her with worried eyes and she glanced back down to the line of police officers, guns ready. "You want him?" Ladybug called, tightening her hold on her partner's arm as she got ready to leap. "Come and get him."

With a rough tug, she pulled Chat Noir in the other direction, leaping off of the roof, weaving through the alleys in an attempt to escape from the police. They chased the superheroes with vigor, yelling orders from far behind them, but the pair ignored every call. Chat Noir allowed his lady to guide him through the narrow streets of Paris, before feeling his body slam into a wall near a dumpster with hers pressed against him and pushing down on his shoulders to lead him into a crouch. "Drop it," she hissed as loud voices surrounded them.

"Drop what?" he asked breathlessly as pink bubbles surrounded Ladybug and her legs went from black and red spandex to pink jeans.

"Your transformation, stupid!" Ladybug—no, Marinette whispered angrily as she gently shoved her kwami into the small pink purse that rest at her side. He could see in her eyes that she wasn't exactly happy about this sudden reveal, but he couldn't find the words to call off his own transformation.

But it seemed like Plagg had the right idea as green electricity coated his body and freed him from the leather suit. Adrien watched as Marinette took him in, before she once again grabbed his hand and lead him to the entryway of the alley, looking both ways to make sure the coast was clear as she practically dragged him out into the sunlight. "Considering they're looking for Chat," she said lowly, and Adrien had to up his pace to be close enough to hear her, "it's better to return home as a civilian, isn't it?"

Wordlessly, he nodded, still unable to comprehend the situation he was currently in. He'd just come back from being dead, according to officer Roger, and if that wasn't enough to send his mind into a frenzy, he didn't know what was. In the back of his mind, he registered that Marinette still had a tight grip on his hand, and was leading him in the opposite direction of his large house. "Where are we going?" he asked as they turned another corner.

"The bakery. We need some privacy."

author's notes:
boop chapter 2
these are so short bc im not used to writing chapter stories
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reviews:

Cahaya Sidur: chat's perspective will come soon! im doing it in a way where he explains it instead of writing this fight all over again. fights suck yo ;0
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guest: i update randomly depending on my mood, but i stay ahead in writing, so don't expect too long of a wait between chapters