A/N: This one is shorter because it's one of the last ones.
WARNING: In this chapter there is an attempted rape. If you don't want to read it, there is a summary at the end in the notes. For those who do not want to read it, the first part before the separation is safe.
Thanks to Katherine.
"Hi Mom. I know it's not your anniversary. You know I don't see myself being able to come that day."
I don't come here because every time I see the grave I feel like my heart is being ripped out and torn to pieces.
A crushing agony that comes from the stomach and leaves me breathless.
Thinking of her just makes me wanna cry myself out. Fall asleep and not wake up to never think again.
I wish I could go back in time and warn her and prevent her death. But I can't.
And why do I come if I'm going to get like this? Because I deserve it.
"I've come to tell you the last thing that happened. Do you remember that freak? Keep doing his thing. Is very annoying. It doesn't let me have a life in peace."
I remain silent. I know she isn't gonna answer me.
"The last thing he did was pretend to raise you from the dead. He's a bitch, right? And I'm sorry, I had to change the information on your death."
I try to stop crying, but I can't.
I haven't slept in a week. Every time I close my eyes I see that thing Hawk Moth did. I don't even could recognize my mother in that.
A few steps closer. I don't know who it could be, I came alone. Neither my father nor my brother have accompanied me. They've also been very touched by having seen that.
"Hello."
It's Kim's voice. I can't see it well, everything is too blurred by tears.
"Hello." I greet. It doesn't come out with as much energy as usual.
"Have you come to see your mother?"
What kind of question is that? This is no time for stupidity. Or has he not come to see someone?
I nod. I really don't feel like it.
"Is it because of the Hawk Moth thing?"
What? Does he know that I'm Bunnyx? No, that can't be. The only way is if Max would have told him, but I don't think he did.
"I mean, he'd have reminded you of your mother. It made me wanna see my grandfather, at least to make sure that he's still there."
I don't know if it's a joke, but it's not funny at all.
"Hawk Moth is very cruel. I don't know how Bunnyx must be feeling."
I do know it. Horrible, I feel horrible. I've come to think things that aren't at all like me because of him.
A sob escapes me.
"Me neither."
I close my eyes and turn my face away. I don't want him to see it.
Suddenly I feel arms around me that press me against his chest. I don't know why, but it makes me feel better.
"Good. If you wanna help me, you can go in that direction." I indicate to Kagami. "We'll see here in an hour."
Right now we are in our Triple Super version. Today it's patrol.
She hasn't asked me about my mother, I think because she wouldn't want me to do it if it were the other way around. But I'm sure she offered to help me on my patrol today for that reason.
It's seven in the afternoon on Wednesday, a little early for the patrol, but it's already night and, in any case, I prefer to do it now and distract myself until I'm so tired that I fall asleep when I get home. I don't wanna think.
I walk through the northern part of Paris, I gave Kagami the south. I don't know how long it's been until I hear someone calling for help from an alley. It's a man and his voice is familiar to me, as if I had heard it before.
I don't know if he his an akuma, or he's in danger from non-magical causes, but I couldn't lose anything by helping him, right?
I land in the alley, because yes, I was moving across the rooftops. I see him lying on the ground and I approach him.
"Are you OK?"
If I help him it might even be good publicity for Bunnyx.
He shifts on the floor. This is Mr. Martin. I don't like this man, I don't like the kind of thing he does in which he takes advantage of any opportunity he has to fondle me and any of my classmates. I doubt what to do.
The bad thing is that he has already seen me and if I don't help him, it would be very bad publicity for Triple Super. I have to save him.
I extend my arm to help him up. If he has any injuries, I'll see them better this way.
In one swift movement, he hits me with his ink stamp, leaving an impression and causing me to freeze.
The man calmly gets up from the ground and brushes the dust off his clothes.
"Oh. I didn't think you were going to fall. You're not very smart, are you?"
He laughs a little.
I didn't expect it. He wears a tracksuit as always, he doesn't have a weird skin color or an outlandish hairstyle. I hadn't thought that he could be an akuma, that they can look normal.
Now I have fallen into a trap of an akuma that copies the power of Queen Bee.
"Where was the miracle?" He says quietly, to himself.
He sits me up and lowers my arm. Can he move me? So it's not like Queen Bee's.
He looks me up and down. He will take my miracle. What I can do?
I'm paralyzed, I can't do anything. Then my future self would have to come, save myself. But I don't show up.
I can't stay calm. Nothing is gonna happen. I'm the only one who can detransform me and as long as I'm transformed I can enter the burrow. I can fix it.
He puts his hand in mi pocket, very slowly, touching my abdomen. He smiles.
"I have it." he says out loud.
A butterfly appears on his face. It won't work. Not while I remain transformed.
"I'll bring it to you later. Now it's my turn." he says without stopping smiling. What does he mean?
He stares at me. It's different from before. I don't like it, in fact, it terrifies me.
"Good. I'm not going to do the pantomime." What is...? " "You are very mature for your age." "I am very much in love." "I like you so much." " No. No. It can't be. "We both know that it is not true, that I am not going to deceive you. And I do not care. You're Bunnyx, you can't sue me. If you do, I'll know who you are. It's very fucked up for you, but perfect for me."
No. No! This can't be happening. I knew he had something like that, but I didn't think it would go that far. I didn't think it would be me.
He extends an arm toward me and stops. His hand is shaking, a butterfly has appeared on his face.
Is that why I don't come to rescue myself? Hawk Moth save me?
"What are you doing?"
Silence. I can't hear him.
"We made a deal. I got you the miracle and you gave me power to do whatever I wanted. I have your miracle. Do you want it or not?"
Another silence. This one is longer. The butterfly leaves. Oh really? Is he going to let him rape me? Is he that bad of a person? And his son wanted to go out with me.
"That's what I was saying."
I try to move. I can't, not even an inch, not even my eyes, which are getting dry.
Martin tugs at my suit. He can't take it away from me.
Thanks. Thanks Fluff.
"Why...? I've seen you do it, to kill akumas." He's silent for a moment. "Only you can do it, right?"
He stops smiling. Am I saved? And smile again. I'm not.
I'm starting to see blurry, due to dry eyes.
He puts his hand on my cheek and brushes his thumb over my mouth. He makes me nauseous.
"You still have this."
I wanna throw up. I wanna kill him. I wanna die. Why does it keep happening?
He kneels me. He stands in front of me. He opens my mouth. I can't quite see what he's doing, but I can hear his belt. I wanna cry.
Red. Lots of red. It falls into my mouth. Blood.
The sound of something falling. His body falls, on his knees and on his side. He has no head.
Now I can move. I stand up. I blink. My eyes water and I rub them. I see well.
He has no head. Someone has cut it and it has rolled a bit. I look in front of me.
Ryuko.
A/N: I was so disgusted writing this, but I had to show you how disgusting that guy is. It is very important that he is the worst kind of person on Earth, a pederast, to show how low Hawk Moth can fall.
For people who haven't read it, here's the summary:
Bunnyx and Ryuko are on patrol, they divide the city and Bunnyx meets teacher Martin, who asks for help. He looks normal, but in reality he is an akuma that paralyzes her. He takes the miracle from her and says that he is going to rape her. Hawk Moth is about to stop him but he doesn't. He tries to rape her and then Kagami arrives and cuts off his head.
