Beauty And The Blanc

The Castle

Marinette hung on tight, her arms around Chat Blanc's shoulders. She wasn't used to the feeling of jumping across rooftops quite yet, even though with his long strides it was a short ride back to Paris. Knowing she was being captured, knowing she wouldn't get to regain the memories of the few friends she had met again, she felt as if she may be sick. She buried her head into the chest of the super villain, not wanting to be seen as she started to weep.

She could feel the eyes of the villain look down on her, "We're almost there, but... you don't remember the good times do you?" He asked.

Marinette pulled her head out of Chat Blanc's chest, wiping her face, "I told you already, I don't remember anything. I don't know why you would want me. I'm useless to you-"

Chat Blanc laughed out loud, "You? Useless?" He repeated, amused by the notion. He looked at Marinette, practically rocking her in his arms, "I could think of thousands of citizens in Paris who would say otherwise."

Marinette blinked, looking confused. She just didn't understand. If only she remembered. But instead of more questions about his reasons, which the villain seemed to simply dodge or laugh at, Marinette asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Chat Blanc looked across the city skyline, "Well, first, I'll show you around the remains. Maybe that will help you remember me. Remember us. Then... we go home."

Before Marinette could say anything else, Chat started leaping again, heading deeper into the city.

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The pair toured the remains. Marinette thought that it may have been beautiful if the buildings were not starting to crumble, if the city wasn't half flooded. He set her down on the small areas where there was dry land and explained each location. They went to many places, but none of them rang a bell. A big hotel, a house-boat that had managed to stay afloat through the wreckage, what she could recognize of the Eiffel tower; even though the structure was falling to bits and leaning on its side. Chat Blanc seemed so excited to be at these places with her, but all Marinette felt was sorrow; a hatred that she couldn't remember anything, a fear that she was all alone with this boy who could kill her at any instant with a flick of his fingers.

Chat Noir turned to look at her as she was wrapped in her thoughts. His smile faded, but quickly returned, as he ran over and took her hand, "I know what will cheer you up. Let's go back to the beginning." He said, bringing her hand up to his lips, "The time after we first met. Back when it was simple, before the fighting, when I tried to get gum off your seat." He said with a big grin. He picked her up again and leaped across town in a single bound.

The pair landed at the front door of a crumbling building. Marinette could look through the holes in the walls and see work desks lined up in what remained of the rooms. Chat set her down in front of the entrance way, her shoes starting to get a little wet from the waters that surrounded all the buildings, the stairs up to the main entrance were high enough up so only her feet got soaked.

Chat smiled, holding his arms out and spinning around, "Oh Princess, this is definitely the moment I want you to remember the most," he said. He stopped to look at her, holding out his hand, "This is where you fell for me."

Marinette gasped slightly. That couldn't be true. She couldn't be in love with a super villain. She shook her head, "No... No. I wouldn't do that. I may not remember anything but I know what you did- no one could ever love a beast like you, a monster who destroyed an entire city, you're a killer!" She shouted.

For a moment, the boy looked pitiful. Almost human.

Almost.

The moment passed like a flash, as if it was never there in the first place. The beast looked angry, and Marinette was terrified, eyes open wide with fear.