Chapter Six - Blanc
I am so fucked…That's literally all I can think over and over again. Chat Blanc currently stands in front of me, live and in color (sort of), using his body to press mine against the brick wall at my back while he whispers seductively into my ear. My brain starts to work for a moment and suddenly it kicks into overdrive. How the hell is this possible? I just saw Chat Noir literally seconds before Chat Blanc showed up and he didn't seem at all upset. How could this have happened? Maybe he's come from the future. But I would've seen Bunnix, right? I just need to try to get away from him long enough to transform, then maybe I can purify his akuma and everything will go back to normal. With both wrists pinned above my head there isn't much I can do but still I try to pull a hand free, only for him to remove the hand over my mouth and grab my throat as he pulls me up off the floor of the balcony while keeping firm hold of my wrists. I try to use my legs instead, kicking out at him but he just drops his hold on my wrists long enough to let my full weight be held up by his hold on my throat. Well fuck, that backfired. He pulls my wrists back above my head and holds my weight there. When I still try to struggle away, he forces his body between my thighs, putting an uncomfortable amount of pressure against my pelvis. This action is so shocking it causes me to momentarily abandon the fight.
"Please don't make me hurt you just yet Purrincess. I'd like to have a little talk before you start crying out in pain." He says it so matter of fact, as if it was no big deal that he was planning to hurt me. And just like that, I can't move, I can't breathe, I can't do anything but hang there, waiting for him to start talking. Well and worry about what his plan might be, especially given our current positions. "Now, how has my Purrincess been without me, hmm? Missing me? Lost without me," He punctuates each question with more pressure, which causes me to panic internally. I have never been in a situation like this and I am not entirely sure what worries me more: the fact that my virtue may be in danger or the fact that my kitty is the danger. "Come on, tell me Mari, isn't your life so much worse when you don't have your prince by your side?"
All I could do was look into those ice blue eyes, those same eyes that watched as he killed me not even 24 hours ago in my dream. My subconscious definitely got the eyes right. Cold, lifeless, piercing, burning. Just like my nightmare. Wait…my nightmare. Didn't I hear Sandboy just before Chat Noir ran off? That means this isn't real, it's just a product of being hit by an Akuma. Hawkmoth didn't Akumatize my Kitty. He is safe. Relief floods my system as I realize all is not lost, just temporarily misplaced. I just need to find a way to transform and I can go after Sandboy.
Before I can come up with any plan to try to get away from him, he makes a show of sniffing my neck once again, trailing his nose up the side of my neck to my ear. "Tell me how much you missed me Mari, how much you want me. I know you want me Purrincess, I can smell it," He whispers, thrusting his hips again before pulling his face back to look me in the eye, at which point I spit in his face. How dare he use my Kitty's nickname in such a cruel and disgusting manner! I promptly pay for my actions as he lets go of my throat to wipe his face and sets me on my feet before he leans in and bites me in that tender place where my right shoulder meets my neck, and at the same time I feel his claws sink into my left thigh. Then just as suddenly, he drops my wrists and disappears. Moments later, Chat Noir drops onto my balcony.
"Princess! I thought I told you to stay put in your room while Ladybug and I handled the Akuma! You could get hurt up here," As he is talking, he walks closer and—is he sniffing the air? Then his eyes immediately zero in on my neck. His expression darkens and his shoulders drop menacingly as his ears twitch, listening for any sounds. "Who did that to you Mari?" He asks as he looks around still seeming to sniff the air with a menacing look on his face.
"Chat, we heard Sandboy singing his creepy song, but I haven't seen him since, maybe he moved on to another part of Paris," I rush to tell him, hoping he will run after the Akuma and leave me to try and transform. He doesn't take the bait, instead stepping, well more like stalking closer.
"What happened to your neck Marinette?" He asks again, his voice low and, honestly, kinda scary. Then he glances down, his eyes seeming to catch on something else and the look that crosses his face then is downright terrifying. Before I can try to come up with some excuse, I hear another thump behind me as Chat Noir's eyes dart up to look at something above my left shoulder. Judging by the growl coming from behind me, Chat Blanc must be back.
"That would be me, marking my territory, do you have a problem with that?" Blanc approaches me from behind and wraps the claws of one hand around my throat and the other set wraps around my waist to settle against my stomach. The movement almost seemed intimate in a threatening and somewhat terrifying way. Chat Noir seems surprised at first and goes to take a step toward me when Blanc suddenly puts pressure behind his claws making me cry out. "Uh uh uh. Not another step or I rip her throat out right in front of you" Blanc says menacingly.
Noir shrugs and takes a couple steps back to lean against the balcony like he doesn't have a care in the world. "Marking your territory huh? Thought that was more of a DOG thing. At least you didn't pee on her." He taunts while examining his claws, reminding me very strongly of Chloe hurling insults while inspecting her nails as if she couldn't care less what was happening in front of her.
Blanc tightens his grip slightly at the jab, causing me to wince and whimper slightly. Noir still seems wholly unaffected which pisses Blanc off to the point that he sinks his claws once again into the skin of stomach, dragging his hand across my stomach quickly. A piercing scream escapes my mouth without permission. Then he lets go of me to spin me around and throw me over his shoulder before he vaults away, all while cackling evilly at Noir. I catch a glimpse of my kitty punching the brick wall on my balcony before my vision starts to blur and I can't see him clearly. Blanc sets me down on some random rooftop and goes to grab my throat, but I am faster. I quickly headbutt him in the nose before bringing my knee up between his thighs swiftly. He backs away in pain but doesn't drop as expected. I stumble back several steps until I have my back against a chimney. He now has a trail of blood gushing from each nostril and is storming towards me with a dark look on his face, but all my fight is gone and now I have nowhere to go.
"Stop," I mean for my voice to come out strong and confident, but to my surprise, it comes out as barely a whisper. I am starting to get really dizzy and lightheaded and my body is beginning to feel cold. I glance down carefully just before Blanc reaches me and, to my horror, find a large amount of blood staining my clothes. I look up to see Blanc stop in his tracks as his ears perk up and he sniffs the air in the same fashion as Noir. Then suddenly, he turns and disappears. My vision is really blurry now, but I can barely make out Chat Noir dropping down with his back to me, growling. He launches himself back into the air just as my legs give out and my world goes black.