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Cat Is Out Of The Bag

I don't make characters kill characters because killing is never my intention as a fan writer. I basically compassionate with being kind rather than make stories way too sinful or scary. Even I know that the show does have some dark themes but the show is for all ages, kids and adults. When it comes to minor dark themes in the show, I don't criticize it because I see what's behind that dark theme. For instance, in Guiltrip, the sentimonster was attracted to the victims' negativity and guilt, especially when Cat Noir nearly used cataclysm on himself was a little dark for kids but it wasn't because he wanted to kill himself, it was the guilt and negativity playing in his mind. He wasn't himself. The same goes for those who were in the sentimonster. Even my anxiety and depression play tricks in my head too and I try so hard to fight it. That's why I never criticize, I just keep that to myself.

I don't own the art.

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(Plagg's POV)

Oh god! He's been turned into a werecat just like my previous holder from the past. Not this again! Adrien leaped out of the window like a panther and sniffed for a scent he can find.

"Adrien! Stop!" I tried to call him out but he's gone. I have to warn Ladybug.

I flew to the city, hearing screams and panic, I bet he'll be discovered on TV news. I gotta find Marinette who is Ladybug and I know where she is. I gotta hurry or Adrien will hurt the innocents.

"Come on! Please be here!" I looked frantically for her, "I should've told him something that caused a reaction from his ring." I regret not telling him but I didn't wanna worry him. Me and my stupid selfish cheese obsession. I have to fix all this.

I remember he transformed at 9 pm so he'll eventually change back to a human in an hour. There she is. Ladybug swinging her yo-yo from building to building. I gotta warn her.

"Ladybug! Hold up!" I called out to her.

She heard me as I flew down to her to make her see me, "Plagg? What are you doing here? Has Cat Noir lost his miraculous again?" She asked me.

"No, he's turned into a feral werecat!" I explained to her.

"What?!" She gasped in shock.

"MEOOOOOOOOWWWW!!!!!" We heard a Werecat yowling.

"That's our Kitty." Ladybug ran to where the yowling came from.

(Ladybug's POV)

How did this happen? I hope this is not like those Werecat or werewolf stories but this is gonna get intense. I swung my yo-yo down from the roof and heard citizens screaming from Cat Noir terrorizing the city. Please don't do something stupid, Cat Noir.

I saw a panther-like creature at the seafood market munching on fish. That's why Cat Noir has been acting weird because he never likes eating fish.

"Cat...Noir?" I slowly approach him but he growled, backing away like I'm gonna hurt him, "Easy, kitty. It's me, Ladybug. Your friend, remember. I know you're in there, Cat Noir"

He seems to calm down a bit since he's sniffing my scent, probably recognizing me or just digging deep down into his humanity. I held out my hand so he can sniff my scent which he did and he slowly walks on all fours, I made no movements because if I did, he'll get scared or attack me for sure.

He circles me, sniffing my scent which bade him meow a little that he recognizes me, rubbing his head on my shoulder with a purr.

But that moment didn't last when police patrols spooked him and he lets out an angry yowl.