Noir gone Blanc (UNDER REVISION)

Escaping From Blanc (Chapter 9)

The next time I woke up, it was hard to tell if was night or day. With the world Chat Blanc created, they sky always stayed blue, just like his eyes. My internal clock told me it was around the evening, so I had slept most of the day.

I kept myself curled in bed as tightly as a ball as possible, and pulled the blanket over my head. Why couldn't the whole situation be over? Out of all times, my stomach started to grumble, and I sighed. Trying to ignore it, I closed my eyes, wanting to just keep sleeping. 

"Marinetteeeeee," I heard a voice call out. "Where are you?" I kept quiet, not wanting to talk to him. The trap door opened, and the covers were pulled off of me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the white of Chat Blanc, his eyes focused on me. 

His hand crept up my leg, as he tried to catch my attention. I payed no mind to it, keeping my eyes on the wall. However as soon as he slid it lower, I grabbed his hand, throwing it off my leg. 

Glaring at him, I said, "Get. Off. Of. Me." He blinked slowly, and suddenly grabbed my arm, pushing it down. With his other hand, he grabbed my other wrist, and pushed it down too. He was over top of me, and no matter how hard I struggled, he was stronger, keeping me in place. I knew he was going to kiss me, so I kept my face to the side. He gathered my wrists in one hand above me, and grabbed my chin in the other.

I couldn't stop it from happening, him pushing his lips against mine. My eyes widened, and I tried to get away. With no avail, I closed my eyes, and tried to think of it as Chat Noir. We stayed there for a few moments, and he finally pulled away, grinning profusely. I glared at him, showing him that there was no consent from me in that. 

"What, in the ACTUAL FUCK was that?" I yelled, raising my voice. I yanked my wrists from him, and tried to kick him. He grabbed my leg before it could hit him, and he pulled me closer to him.

"Oh princess," he said, shaking his head from side to side. "You really shouldn't do that." He dropped my leg, and sighed. "I was going to take you out to see what I have created for you, but I don't feel you deserve that now."

"Like I'd want to go with you," I mutter under my breath. Chat, somehow hearing that, growled slightly.

"Fine, then stay there. Maybe it'll give you time to think about what it means to actually love someone." He jumped up and through the trapdoor, slamming it shut. I winced at the loud sound.

"Like I'd stay here," I said quietly when I had heard the fading sounds of Chat. I grabbed my purse, which conveniently was sitting on the table, and I walked through the door, walked down the stairs, and out the back route of my house. I had to get as far away from that nightmare of Chat as possible. If only I could find the miraculouses. I didn't know Chat's identity, so therefore I didn't know his favorite spots. For now, I had to get as far away from him as possible.

For what I thought was an hour, I walked in the opposite direction of where Chat had headed. There wasn't any destination in mind, just to get away. I had walked quite a distance, when I heard a sound, a sound I had never heard. It was like...a roar of a beast.

"Marinette!" It was Chat Blanc. Even from so far away, I heard him. Perhaps he had the ability to project his voice around the world. "I said not to leave!" He roared again, and I started running. 

"I will find you, and you'll regret it when I do!" He yelled. "Come back to me, and it won't be so bad."

I was confused. What did he mean? I shook my head, and kept running. I had to concentrate, get away from there. I ran for as long as possible, clutching my sides as I went.  Wheezing, I slipped into an ally, and sliding down the wall. Why did I run? There was no point. I slowed my breathing down, and rested my head against the building. I started to doze from all the running, and the lack of food. I slowly slipped into unconsciousness.

Chat Blanc's POV:

I growled, pacing back and forth on the balcony. It was obvious that she wasn't coming back unless I fetched her. It would be hard to find her in the city, but not impossible. I extended my staff, looking quickly around the city. With my cat-like powers, I spotted her in an alley. So, she wanted to play a game of cat and mouse? Then I guess she'd be my prey.

Marinette's POV:

I awoke a little bit later, still in the alleyway. Stretching, I rubbed the ache out of my neck. I had to find the miraculouses somehow, some way. I turned to walk out of the alley when a flash of white landed in front of me. Chat Blanc! How had he found me? He had a furious look on his face, his claws extended, and his breathing heavy.

"So," Chat said, walking towards me. I backed up slowly, not wanting him to get near me. "You thought you could get away?" Chat continued. "In a world I CREATED?!" He hissed, clearly showing his anger. A glowing orb, most likely a cataclysm, was in one hand. I hit the wall with my back, knowing I was trapped. 

"I-I'm sorry," I stuttered, scared of what he would do to me. As if he knew what I was thinking, he traced my jawline with his free hand. He sighed, and smiled cruelly.

"If you think I'm going to hurt you, I would never," Chat Blanc said. "But, it's obvious I can't trust you to not run away." His ears drooped for a moment. "Great to know how you feel about me," he muttered. 

I felt guilty for a moment, but pushed it away, anger replacing it. "How can you expect me to feel happy and trust you when you took away everything I love?!"

"What about me? Do I not matter?" He shot back. "I did this for YOU, Princess."

"You may claim that you have done this for me, but it's obvious it's about you. I was just another part of your happy world." Chat hissed, and growled, looking at me.

"I think you need to learn a lesson of who you really need." He diminished his cataclysm, and grabbed me, holding me with my back to him. He covered my eyes, and I immediately felt drowsy. "Sleep now," Chat murmured, "You'll learn I'm the only one you need soon enough." I lost consciousness, darkness overwhelming me.