Description
"What do you think, Mr. Model?" Her voice was like an eel, slithering and writhing on the ocean floor, desperately trying to escape this horrible place. " All the eyes in Paris will be on you." Her eyes are dark, yet they are lit with so much passion. With so much hate. Hate for me. "They'll be throwing up for ages!" She lets out a laugh at this, the movement peeling at her dry lips, and revealing her to-bright-to-white teeth. "But right now, its just you and me, Sunny Boy." And that's the moment I know I'll die today. "So, how does it feel, Pretty Boy, to know that your death will be broadcasted to hundreds of people?" But that's the moment I know that I won't stay dead for long. -Almost all rights belong to Thomas Astruc- Its been three years since Adrien and Chat disappeared, and Marinette is falling apart. She has everything that she wants, a good team, a great family, but she knows that she misses Chat. And there's a hole that he was once in, but now its empty. Until a new vigilante shows up, with seemingly years of practice. And he changes her life forever. -Major Character Death, Panic Attacks, Mentions of Self Harm, PTSD, Trauma, Mentions of torture, Descriptions of Gore, Minor Character Death, Suicidal thoughts, Implied Death-
Preface/Part 1
