Alix and Kim One Shots

Is This Real?

Special thanks to Papillon10 on AO3, who has edited this story.

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Blood covered the streets of Paris. Hawkmoth had won and her friends laid dead.

They were dead.

Blood and death were everywhere. Hawkmoth towered over the heroes' bodies, in shock. His fist clenched around Ladybug and Chat Noir's miraculouses.

"Alix," she heard someone mumble her name. Kim. It was Kim. She ran out of her hiding place to find him.

"Kim!" she called out.

"Alix," he repeated in a gargled voice, she spotted him sprawled out on the ground and dropped to her knees. He was no longer dressed as King Monkey. He was him. She laid his head on her lap. Tears blurred her vision. Blood poured out of the massive hole in his chest.

"You'll be okay. I'm going to fix this. This won't happen," Alix said in a high-pitched voice as tears filled her eyes, blurring the world around her.

He moved his bloody hand to the body next to him and Alix's breath hitched. Max was there, his head had been crushed in. Brains and bones and blood pooled around him.

"I'll fix this. This won't happen. This won't happen," Alix told him.

"Uh," Kim had tried to say something but coughed up blood instead. His eyes rolled back. His body went limp.

"Kim!" she cried, "Kim!" She stumbled to her feet. His blood covered her legs.

"Fluff, counterclockwise," Alix said and her suit wrapped around her in a bright blue flash. She called for her borrow and leaped through it. A bright flash of light blinded her.

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Blood covered the streets of Paris. Hawkmoth had won and her friends laid dead.

They were dead.

Blood and death were everywhere. Hawkmoth towered over the heroes' bodies, in shock. His fist clenched around Ladybug and Chat Noir's miraculouses.

"Alix," she heard someone mumble her name. Kim. It was Kim. She ran out of her hiding place to find him.

"Kim!" she called out.

"Alix," he repeated in a gargled voice, she spotted him sprawled out on the ground and dropped to her knees. He was no longer dressed as King Monkey. He was him. She laid his head on her lap. Tears blurred her vision. Blood poured out of the massive hole in his chest.

"You'll be okay. I'm going to fix this. This won't happen," Alix said in a high-pitched voice as tears filled her eyes, blurring the world around her.

He moved his bloody hand to the body next to him and Alix's breath hitched. Max was there, his head had been crushed in. Brains and bones and blood pooled around him.

"I'll fix this. This won't happen. This won't happen," Alix told him.

"Uh," Kim had tried to say something but coughed up blood instead. His eyes rolled back. His body went limp.

"Kim!" she cried, "Kim!" She stumbled to her feet. His blood covered her legs.

"Fluff, counterclockwise," Alix said and her suit wrapped around her in a bright blue flash. She called for her borrow and leaped through it. A bright flash of light blinded her

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Blood covered the streets of Paris. Hawkmoth had won and her friends laid dead.

They were dead.