She is Dead?

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Adrien's POV
I was sitting on the bench, desperately waiting for the doctor. The rustling crowds of visitors were silent to my ears. I could only hear my heartbeat... and her occasional voice sometimes. I looked at my hand and saw the Graham de Vanily ring. It was one of the only things I had left of my mother. My father gave it to me when he found out that I intended to propose to Marinette.

- Flashback -

I was in my car, driving to the Agreste mansion. My sweaty palms were guiding the car to the mansion, a place where I had spent majority of my childhood. I didn't know if I was doing the correct thing. Should I wait a little more? Should I not do it at all? What kind of ring should I buy? How should I act? What should I wear? The questions all raced through my head.

Arriving at the mansion I went up to the huge door. The place hadn't changed much since the time I lived over there. At least I don't have to call him father anymore. He threatens me with no croissants if I call him father. It is absolutely outrageous. He actually did that once. I don't know how he had the heart to do that to wittle ol' me.

The threat actually got rid of my habit of calling dad 'father' sooner than possible. Though I did spend a whole month without my croissants. It was so bad I thought I would die. Written on my grave would be : "killed due to lack of croissants."

There was an original sourness between dad and I when I originally found out that he was dear ol' Hawky but it died out due to Marinette. She actually locked us both in the house with Nathalie's help. Then the two went out for shopping while me and dad sorted out all the problems.Though angry at first, now we were both glad that Marinette did that.

I knocked at the door with shaky hands, trying to slow my racing heart. The bell rang throughout the mansion, and then the sound of heels hitting the floor found its way to my ears. The door opened and I saw Nathalie (hope this is the actual spelling. If not, correct me). She stood there wearing a beautiful top and skirt, personally designed by dad for her (it isn't even on sale), while her hair was let out brushing her shoulder bones.

When she saw me, her lips curved upwards into a smile. "Adrien? What a pleasant surprise! You should have informed that you would be coming. Where is Marinette? I haven't talked to her for so long. Come in." He walked in and answered, "Umm... I didn't bring Marinette. I needed some advice. Can you take me to dad?" Nathalie nodded and they both then headed to Gabriel Agreste's office.

- Line break -

Third Person POV
Said man was currently trying to find inspiration for his designs. Or he was, until Nathalie disturbed him. "Sir, someone important wishes to talk with you." Without looking up he said, "Drop the formalities Nat, and what did I tell you? Do not disturb me while I am working. Who is it anyway?"

He looked up to his son, better known as Adrien Agreste. Rushing to hug his child, he stepped down his platform. Giving Nathalie a peck on the lips he said, "Oh Adrien? I didn't know that you would be dropping by. Come down, sit." Adrien obliged sitting down beside Nathalie while his father sat opposite to them.

"So why are you here?" The dreaded question made its way to Adrien's ears. He wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans before saying, "Well, you see.... me and Marinette having been dating for quite some time now. And I want to take her to the next level. I mean... I want to be able to call her mine legally. I want her to become Mrs. Agreste." Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows at that while Nathalie rolled her eyes at her husband's childishness (they are a married, happy couple. Deal with it people)

At the end of it the adult man squealed. Yes! THE GABRIEL AGRESTE JUST SQUEALED. Imagine what would happen if the world found out. Oops, I jinxed them. Nathalie held up her phone showing a video of Adrien speaking and Gabriel then squealing.

"Nathalie, you wouldn't dare..." and then, "Oops! Sorry Gabi, I clicked the button by mistake." Nathalie made an innocent face at which Adrien burst out laughing while Gabriel fumed. After many unsuccessful attempts of Gabriel trying to delete the video, he pouted and sat back on the sofa. Cue Adrien creating a GIF of Gabriel's pouty face. He then posted it on Instagram, a post that grew viral pretty soon.

"Thank you for calming me down but please tell me what to do," Mr. Sunshine said. At that Gabriel got an evil look and cackled darkly, no humour in his voice. "Of course my prince. You shall have what you deserve. You shall win at last. Together, we will see victory and save your princess. Then you can have a house with three kids and a cute pet hamster." He acted like he was pointing his sword in the air.

Adrien being the blind person he was, didn't understand while Nathalie facepalmed. She looked at Gabriel and said, "How long have you wanted to say that?" Gabriel sported a goofy smile on his face and replied, "a pretty dam (Percy Jackson anyone?) long time.

Cinnamon roll was still confused and said, "So are you helping me?" Now Gabriel facepalmed and said, "Yes. You are so dense. I finally understand why the girls call you blond blind boy. You really are blind. Maybe as blind as Tomoe (Kagami's mom. She is blind). I need to get your eyes checked. Nathalie, schedule an appointment with Mr. Damion and Mrs. Layla. My son needs help." Nathalie wrote that down and then the happy family headed up the stairs to Gabriel Agreste's bedroom.

-Flashback Over-

After that I had proposed to Marinette. Dad and Nathalie helped me a lot. Along with Alya and Nino. I really don't know what I would do without Chloe and Alya. They were the reason I got together with Marinette and why I was engaged to her now. The rings were a gift from dad and Nat. Life was just perfect when Hawky decided to crash the party and ruin it.

"Mr. Agreste?" I heard a soft but serious voice speak to me. I looked up to see a handsome but old man with blonde hair and blue eyes that were like the sky. His lips with set in a thin line and his eyes held sorrow and... pity? I must have imagined that. "Yes, Harold?" I replied.

Now you know I wasn't one for such a thing but I called over the best doctor available, that being Harold Smith, from New York where he was working on a secret project while Paris' best doctor, William tried to keep Marinette stable. My voice spoke, "What happened to Marinette? Is she fine? Tell me she will wake up."

He looked at me sorrowfully before saying, "I have good news and bad news. Which would you like first?" I chose the good news first. I know Marinette would have chosen the bad news first but I was in desperate need of something happy. So the words found their way out of my mouth. "Good news, please Harold."

He smiled slightly before saying, "Well, Ms. Dupain Cheng was pregnant. The baby girl is currently in a specialised chamber as she can not be nourished by her mother anymore. Once she is healthy enough and technically around the time she would have been born, we will be giving her over to you."

I jumped up. A smile finding its way to my lips. Then my brain absorbed the other information and said, "Why did you say was instead of is? And why is she in a chamber, it's not like Mari is... No, it can't be." My voice turned pleading, begging Harold to prove my thoughts wrong.

But the gods didn't have mercy. "That is the bad news Adrien. Marinette Dupain Cheng is no longer alive. She died due to her injuries. Her heart stopped beating some while ago." Harold's words stopped my world and I collapsed, tears running down my face. My sunshine was gone, no light to show me my way. Atleast I have a young moon. She will be daddy's little moon.

A/N
*laughs evilly* I killed Marinette. And gave you a wonderful cliffhanger. Now you can hang till a week before I finally decide to tell you what happened. I even entered cute little Emma in the picture. Read on later to find out. And you guys please do vote and comment.

PS - a short story called 'One Name' contains events before this. I'll release more such sequels later. Please read the story for me.

Love you all!!!

Word Count - 1516

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