Death, such an odd word. Ironic that it rhymes with breath, a word that can determine life...or, well...yeah.
I never really thought about the word and what it means to die, I guess I just had so many things going on around me, that I took the word for granted. It was only until it happened; the simple, tiny mistake, that's lead to me thinking about such morbid ideas and writing them down in my diary at 11:42 at night.
I blame myself really, I know I'm not the perfect Ladybug, and it looks like I never will be now. Tikki told me what was going on with me after she finally worked out what was wrong.
Its going to either kill me from the inside; until there is nothing left, or I'm going to trigger it, and destroy Paris with my stone-cold heart. And this time, there will be no Ladybug to save the day.
But what exactly is wrong with me, you ask?
There's an akuma living inside of me, feeding on either my emotions, or my body. Either way, Marinette du Pain Cheng will die, whether it be in body or in spirit.
And the same rules apply to Ladybug too.
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-A/N-
Yo guys. Im really annoyed at my OUAT story...stupid writer's block. So im sorry if u are all waiting on it. Maybe some of u guys could help me?! :o yeah!
But I really want to get this out. Im supposed to be doing homework, but nah. ;P
Hopefully this interests you. Bai! :)
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Miraculous Ladybug: Bloodied, Bruised And Broken
Hayran KurguAkumas feed off of deep, negative emotions, but what about when there aren't any there to begin with? Marinette now faces a huge dilemma, there's an akuma inside her, and its feeding off of her. If it doesn't kill her, will Chat Noir be able to save...
