Bound By The Lazarus Pit

Chapter 2

My head is throbbing severely.

I deliberately attempted to open my eyes and took a look at my surroundings. I, then, gently got up from the aloof granite floor.

I roamed around and collided with an object that seemed vaguely like a box, or that's what I assumed.

The room was bleak, intense, and downright obscure. It was tranquil and dreary in there, and I felt a chill as the darkness engulfed me. It was the most penetrating darkness ever- it was not the iniquity that came out of the absence of light.

It was more sinister.

I now yearn that I was the holder of the black cat miraculous. At least I could transform and use the night-vision to look around and get out of this place. Wait-

My earrings!

I quickly scrutinized myself. I couldn't find anything.

My earrings!

I lost them!

Please tell me this didn't happen again, like in Shangai!

"Tikki! Where are you? Kaalki???" I hollered out from my lungs.

"Agh-" I overhear someone say. Oh my god! Is there a ghost or something?

"Who is it? Who are you? I swear! If you come near me, I won't hesitate to kick you!" I say (okay, blurt out) as I stand in a warfare stance.

Even tho, I am just a clutz without my miraculous, I can still be strong enough too! "Come out right no-, mmph!" I mumble when I abruptly am shoved against a wall. A cold yet warm hand over my lips.

I am suddenly pressed from the front too. Is it a wall?

"Who are you?" I hear someone utter. I shift but reply.

"Leave me alone!" I tell.

I presume it came out deadened as the person asked again.

"I asked that who are you? Don't force me to slice your neckline in two! Answer me! Where are we?" The boy-ish voice says sharply.

Before I can respond, light falls on both of us.

In front of me, I see a boy, same as my age and a bit too tall? He has weathered skin and green optics. The ones I could get succumbed in forever. I blushed a bit when I saw him staring at me. He then converted his gaze towards a lady who was standing there. I remarked how he gritted his teeth and stood elevated and stood away from me.

"Mother. Why have you brought me here? I have already told you that-" The cute boy said in English and then something else in some other language. I wonder what he said.

Woah, there, Marinette! You like Adrien, not him! Vocalize something and stop rubbernecking! I do wonder what kind of mother likes to kidnap her son... Doesn't he live with her?

I relate to myself. I divert my gaze at the lady, who looked in her 30's.

"Why have you brought me here? Who are you, and where are my earrings and glasses?" I ask the woman.

I hear the boy standing next to me grunt emphatically and chuckle dryly under his breath.

I turn to him and glare at him.

"Why did you snort?" I do my best to enunciate a bit stern.

"Oh really, piglet? We have captured here, and you bother asking for your earrings and glasses?"

The audacity of that boy! I am sure to despise him now!

"You vicious teen! They are fastidious to me!" I shouted at him.