As the days go by, the Akuma class have started to notice something different about their resident tomato-haired artist.
He's become more... Possesive.
No one can even talk to Marc without Nathaniel sending them a death stare. Sometimes they would find Nate following them if they had recently been near Marc. Sometimes they would see a psychotic glint in his eye. They class were concerned for their friend and for their own safety, too.
They were simply hanging out when the same student that was beating Marc a couple days ago, came chasing the writer. And that was when the final thread that seemed to be keeping Nate from loosing it snapped. He had glided infront of the older student with such grace you'd think he moved on ice.
The next thing they knew, Nate had his hand around the other's throat and was progressively squeezing.
"I Told You To Stay Away From Him, Didn't I?! You Fucking Twit." Nate barked. the other boy could only gasp as the air was being prevented from entering his lungs. Nate then dragged the guy to the stairs and started to slam his head on the railings. "When I say Leave Him The Fuck Alone, I Fucking Mean IT!"
Nathaniel then threw the older student against the wall then slammed his head, face first, in to the concrete. Blood was on the other boy's hands and face; psychotic expression smeared over his face. When he let go off the other boy, he lay motionless on the concrete.
"Worthless piece of shit." Nate hissed as he kicked at the boy's limp body.
"Y-you killed him...!" Nino stuttered.
"I didn't completely kill him, unfortunately. But that's what he gets for ignoring my warning." Nate turned and he seemed to be back to reality slightly as he wiped the blood from his lip; unfazed by the red liquid. He moved closer to the group, causing them to stumble back slightly. "Let that be a lesson to you all. Make me angry and that could be you next. Got it? And that guy? If any teacher asks what happened, you say he fell over the railing on the top story."
The group collectively nodded. Nathaniel turned and wandered off to god knows where.
The group decided it was best to obey Nathaniel's words as they didn't want to end up like that other student. Now, they were all in the boiler room as Nate had snapped again. The victim? Lila Rossi.
She didnt know when to stop, regardless of the countless times that everyone, including Adrien, Marinette, Chloé, Luka and Kagami had told her to leave Marc alone. Any other time they wouldn't give to fucks but they still didnt want to see anyone murdered. Why were they at the school? Because they were at a picnic in the park nearby before Lila, whom had gate-crashed again, caused Nathan to snap and chase them into the school.
"LILA~!" Came the psychotic cry of the other boy. "I KNOW YOU'RE AROUND HERE~! AND THERE'S NO WHERE YOU CAN HIDE~! COME OUT AND FACE YOUR FATE, YOU FUCKING LYING, MANIPULATIVE HOMOPHOBIC BITCH!"
"Lila...?!" Rose mumbled. "You're homophobic...?!" Juleka wrapped her arms around her girlfriend protectively and moved away, as did some of the other LGBTQ kids; Being Adrien, Luka, Marinette, Kagami, Alya, Alix and Marc, the others standing infront and around them protectivly.
"Maybe." Lila shrugged.
"We need an actual answer." Kim replied sternly.
"Fine! Yes, I am! You faggots disgust me! You either want pussy and tits or dick! Why can't you just be fucking normal?! And Adrien! You disgust me the most. If Paris knew that they were admiring a faggot as the face of Paris, then your career and your father would be ruined. And-!"
Lila was cut off as a sharp smack found its way across her cheek, curtsy of one Luka Coiffaine.
"You speak about my boyfriend, my sister, my friends or me like that again and you wont have to worry about Nathaniel killing you because I'll gladly do it myself without fucking hesitation." Luka seethed.
"We should just give her to Nathaniel." Alix hissed with a stern glare. "I mean; I personal don't want to put up with any more of her bullshit."
"But she's still a classmate!" Myléne exclaimed, tears in her eyes. "Sure she has her reasons for us to just give her to Nathaniel but like I said; she's still a classmate and person."
"Then we'll vote." Zoé began. "Who votes to just hand Lila over?"
Zoé raised her hand along with Myléne, Ivan, Max and Kim. All were thinking that she might change after this near death experience but even now they were wondering if they were voting for the right side.
"And all against?"
the rest of the class rose their hands, except Sabrina.
"Which side are you voting for, Sabrina?" Chloé questioned.
"I-I don't know..." She began, voice small and unsure. "Sure the things Lila has done are quite cruel but at the same time, I dont think they're reasons for her to get killed.
"It wouldn't matter anyways." Adrien began coldly, arms crossed over his chest and eyes glaring daggers at the sausage haired girl. "The vote's 11 to 5 so even if Sabrina did vote to keep the bitch, she would still be gone regardless."
"Geez, Adrien...!" Nino gasped. "Never saw you as the revengeful type."
"Im sorry, but Im done with Lila and her fucking shit. She lies, manipulates, mentally abuses, threatens and probably so much other shit when we're not around. Worst of all, she's caused Nathaniel, OUR FRIEND, To go fucking Psychotic and on a murderous treck to kill her because she cant learn to fucking stay away from people that dont want nor like her! So Im sorry if I seem out of character but I think it's about fucking time my true colours shine. I hate people like Lila and if this is the only way to put her in her fucking place the so be it."
Just as everyone was letting Adrien's words sink in, the door above the stairs slammed open and the sounds of footsteps on the metal stairs echoed omniously in the underground room. They saw the glint of a sharp Butcher's knife before they saw the blood on the weapon, up the sleeves of their hunter before the boy's face.
"Found You~!"
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The Art of Love (Marcaniel Story)
Fiksi Penggemar*Edited* Ladybug and Chat Noir were always responsible, to an extent, but always made sure that any victims weren't seriously harmed. Unfortunately that wasn't the case when a ginger-red head became deaf from their stuff up... Nathaniel Kurtzberg wa...
