The class were just walking outta school, that day when they looked up at the sky and see a large flare like drawing explode into the sky, the sound was like a jet breaking the soind barrier.
"What's that...?" Rose asked innocently.
"Ziggy...!" Marinette gasoed wirh realisation. Nathaniel hadnt turned up for school so if Ziggy was using her powers herself, then something was wrong with Nathaniel.
The group dashed into a nearby alleyway, Luka and Kagami following as the met the group out the front of the school. They all transformed before dashing to where the image came from.
When they got there, Marc let out an agonised scream as they all saw Nathaniel. Laying on the ground... In a pile of blood... Ziggy hovering above him. Ziggy's power didnt cause any damage like if Plagg was to use his power without a holder, so there was no mess to clean up. The large group dashed over. Marc knelt down in Nate's blood; hands shaking as they hovered above the ginger-red head's lifeless body.
"Nate...?!" Marc whispered, tears. tracing down his face as he looked at his lover's lifeless, aquamarine eyes. "NATE?!"
"Marc..." Myléne sobbed as she placed a hand on the latter's shoulder. "He's gone..."
"Whatcha got there, Max?" Marinette asked as she watched the boy step outta his portal. The latter was holding Ziggy's Miraculous and clutching a piece of paper.
"A... A suicide note..." Max chocked on his own words as realisation hit him.
"The police are on their way." Chloé said suddenly, closing the top half of her spinning top. "They'll be here soon, so Max? I suggest you detransform, feed Kaalki then transform again before they get here."
"What about Ziggy?" Luka questioned, looking at the depressed little goat Kwami.
"I'll deal with her." Marinette replied softly. "Tiki? Ziggy? Unifiy." she transformed into a different version of herself. "... just call me CapriBug..." Marinette seemed ready to break down, hit something or scream.
Max nodded and did just that. A minute after Max re-trandformed, the police, ambulance officers, morgue workers, news reporters, Mr. Bourgeois, Miss Bustier, Ondine and Nathaniel's mother and brother rushed onto the scene.
As soon as Mrs. Kurtzberg saw her son, she cried out in agony and collapsed to her knees. The police took the heroes to the side to talk to them; taking the suicide note as evidence. Ziggy's Miraculous? well Marinette unified Ziggy and Tiki to become CapriBug.
Marc was in agony. His heart was in pain. He had lost a friend. A partner. A boyfriend. A lover... He didnt know what to think nor do as his whole body was numb. He began to tic. He didnt want to supress them infront of all these people, so he let them go off, not giving two shits about his tic when he shouted 'Fuck The Police!' and had to have King Monkey/Kim to explain that it was Tourettes. Marc just wanted his Nathaniel back in his arms.
Marc watched as Nathaniel's body was covered and taken away. Things were never gonna be the same again...
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Chloé, Sabrina, Kim, Max, Rose, Juleka and Marinette were hit the hardest by Nathaniel's death, as the small group had known him the longest. Since the first grade, if we were gonna get technical. Marinette wasn't as lively. Chloé kept to herself and barely spoke. Rose, whom was always so happy, lively and always had something to say in a conversation, had gone mute. Mute! Sabrina kept to herself and didnt even speak to Chloé. You were lucky if the ginger-haired girl said hello to you in the morning.
Kim didnt make any stupid bets and he and Ondine had out their relationship on hiatus until things started to go back to normal. Miss Bustier was easily upset by anything that reminded her of her late nephew. Max didnt talkvas much either. Juleka seemed to slip into depression and it scared Luka, and because of Luka's fear, it put Adrien on edge.
Marc sat at his desk but he couldn't concentrate. He had cried 3 times in the first lesson alone. Miss Bustier had suggested, as she held back a sob of her own, that Marc was to sit next to Ivan, but the raven haired writer refused to move. He noticed the little engravings that were left on the table from when Nate would draw on scrap peices of paper and accidentally pressed a little to hard with his pencil or pen. Marc looked up and stared at the spot where Nathaniel's eyes eould be. A vision appeared before his eyes; Nathaniel perking up, looking at jim and smiling oh so softly and with that spark of life that he had been missing fornthe past few weeks. Feeling tears prick at his eyes for the 4th time that lesson, Marc wipped his eyes with the back of his sleeve, before pulling said sleeves over his gloved hands.
He missed the way the other boy would wrap him in a hug whenever he was happy, when they made a breakthrough with artist and writers block or when one of their new comics had finally been published and released.
He missed the sound of the other boy's laugh. It always sounded so airy and soft but depending on the situation, it would become a cackle that always seemed to make other laugh when heard.
Nathaniel's eyes were always the one feature that drew Marc to the other boy. At first Marc descibed it as neither icey nor sky, but now it seemed to reflect an aquamarine like apeal.
He missed the way the other boy would bashfully move his fringe from his face if Marc gave him a strong compliment. He missed the way Nate would hide behind his sketch book from embarrassment and peek his eyes over the top.
There were lots of things Marc missed about his lover, but these things were the ones he missed the most. Nathaniel had been through hell and back but still seemed to smile, even if it was somewhat strained at times. Nate always tried to assure not only the class, but sometimes himself, whenever his eyes twitched or his lips curled into a psychotic smirk. He tried so so hard, so what made him do this? Marc's heart ached with hurt but he didn't want to burden anyone with his problem, considering he wasnt the only one hurting.
Unbeknown to himself, the bell sounded for... Lunch?! Had he seriously zoned out for a whole two lessons?! Well he'll be damned. The group wandered over to him with strained smiles. It was clear that everyone was trying so hard to be happy for everyone else. With his own strained smile, Marc followed the group to the cafeteria for lunch
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After school, the class plus Kagami and Luka, were in their superhero personas, jumping from rootop to rooftop. As they went, they passed the Eiffel Tower. Marc stopped and stared, as did the others. This iconic monument was off-limits to everyone at the moment. No one was allowed passed the police barrier, that was highly guarded by officers. The area was under investigation as it was classed as a crime sceen from Nathaniel's suicide. But to the Superhero class, it was the last spot they had seen Nathaniel.
The tower had gone through so much since all this superhero business started. It had been torn down, the spot for barging, the first appearance of Hawkmoth, Ladybug and Cat Noir. The final show down before the supervillain became Shadowmoth and so much more. Now it had gained, yer another title; The Sucide Jump. Not a very creative name but still sent chills down Marc's spine. Tears aimlessly trailed down Marc's face.
A hand was placed on his shoulder. Ladybug. She, too, stared at the tower and active investigation. Marc Looked at everyone. To his left was Ladybug, Cat Noir, Viperion, Rena Rouge, Carapace, Queen Bee, Purple Tigress and Pigella. To his right was Miss Hound, King Monkey, Minotaurox, Pegasus, Polymouse, Bunnix and Ryuko. Ziggy, Nathaniel's Kwami, flew over and sat on Marc's shoulder.
The heroes stood and continued to watch as the sunset behind the Eiffel Tower.
And Happy 2023 everyone!
May the year treat you well
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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...
