Ladrien June 2022

Akuma

Fluff gets boring after awhile.                                                                                           -Colorado

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Paris was in ruin. Ladybug watched as the city, her city, went up in flames. People were crying for her to help on the streets below. She was alone facing the monster. Everyone else had been defeated. Her faithful partner, who she thought she could always count on, never showed. She wasn't sure what the fatality rate was. She didn't want to know. It would be even harder for her to try and fight. She wasn't even sure if her Lucky Charm could repair things. Paris had never seen this much damage before. Ladybug had lost, hadn't she? Things had gone so incredibly wrong. How had things ended up like this?

The day had started out normal. Adrien was absent, but she figured it was just for a photo shoot or something. It certainly wasn't the first time Gabriel Agreste had pulled his son out of class. She had a physics test and had gone out for lunch with Alya and Nino. They had made plans to visit Adrien after school to drop off make-up work, and ask him what he was up to.

Turns out they had never gotten the chance.

Every Parsian would remember what they were doing when the attack started. Her mother had been riding the subway home, her father had just put a loaf of bread in the oven, and Marinette had been in the middle of literature class, discussing Les Mis.

The first attack came as an earthquake spanning across the entirety of Paris. Students quickly sat underneath their desks, as Mme. Bustier ran out of the classroom. Books fell, Marinette saw her balcony begin to crumble from the window. She had never been religious, but she remembered praying that her parents made it out safe.

Suddenly, the earthquake stopped. Marinette saw her father run out of the bakery with the customers. She breathed a sigh of relief as she saw classmates slowly come out of their desks.

Earthquakes in Paris were incredibly rare. Most of them had never experienced one before. It had started as quickly as it stopped. Marinette knew that aftershocks were a thing, and they weren't exactly out of the clear. Yet, none came.

Mme. Bustier came back into the classroom with M. Damocles in tow. She had gone to try and get answers, unfortunately, the principal had none.

"Alright students! I know we just had an exciting earthquake, something that Francois Dupont has never dealt with before, but please try to remain calm." M. Damocles addressed the class. "We are trying our best to find answers for what has happened. Newscasters are still trying to figure-."

"The Agreste mansion collapsed!" Alix, never one for respecting authority, yelled.

It was quiet for a whole second, before the class broke out into chaos.

"WHAT?"

"Is Adrikins okay?"

"Where did you hear that?"

"Are you sure?"

"Is that the cause of the earthquake?"

"What the fuck?"

"Language!"

"What the fuck?"

"Students, please!"

A stampede of 15 people crowded around Alix, who had been looking up different news reports whilst M. Damocles had been talking.

"I repeat:" Nadia Chamack grimaced, looking down at the report. "After an earthquake that hit Paris this afternoon, the Agreste mansion has seemed to crumble to pieces. We are unsure if there are any survivors or who was in the house at the time. We received these pictures from an anonymous source this afternoon." Nadia pulled up photos of a demolished mansion.