Unravel- Miraculous Ladybug AU [discontinued]

14~ The Gourmet

I am horrible, I haven't update in almost a week, I am so sorry.

I'm probably not going to be able to update much until school lets out, and I have to go to this camp where there's no electronics or internet this weekend😭

This week has just been chaos all together, PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

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As promised, Plagg was waiting for him when school let out. What threw Adrien off was the fact that he was waiting while leaning against a fancy black car.

"Adrien, there you are! I was beginning to wonder if I had to go in there and get you."

Plagg dramatically opened the passenger side on the car, motioning for Adrien to get in, "Enter, Monsieur."

Adrien climbed in, and Plagg shortly followed, beginning the drive to where've he was taking Adrien.

The trip was somewhat long, and Adrien lost track of where they were around halfway there.

Soon they'd reached their destination, and the size of the place was quite large. It resembled a small castle, and they appeared to be at the edge of the city, in one of the richer neighborhoods.

Plagg led him into the castle, and a servant wearing a plain white mask appeared to lead Adrien away.

"Go along with him," Plagg called, "I'll meet up with you soon."

Adrien complied, following the servant to what appeared to be a shower area.

"You can bathe here, then change into the clothes provided," the servant said, leaving just as quickly as he had originally appeared.

Adrien was confused, but then again, when hadn't he been confused while with Plagg?

He showered as instructed, changing into the fancy suit that had been left for him. Another servant was waiting for him when he exited, not saying a word as he motioned for him to follow.

The servant led him to what appeared to be a sitting room, and Adrien was surprised to see two other people there.

One of them was a boy who appeared to be fairly young, with brown hair and a thinner frame than the lady next to him, who appeared to be middle aged and a bit overweight.

They seemed to be involved in a conversation, so Adrien just to the side while they snacked on a plate that held a few finger foods.

He caught bits and pieces of their conversation, and discovered that the boy was an artist, and the woman the director of a small theater that had mimes put on shows around the city.

Adrien pulled out his phone, disappointed when he found that there was no signal.

After what seemed like forever another servant came into the room, a tray of coffee in his hands. The servant proceeded to set down the tray, before exiting just as quickly as always.

Deciding there was no harm in doing so, Adrien stood and grabbed a cup of coffee, his tastebuds dancing in happiness as he sipped on the hot liquid.

Suddenly his small bubble of peace was shattered, the floor of the room jerking before slowly lowering down.

The woman screeched, stumbling at the sudden movement as the boy gripped onto the table.

The floor opened up around them, rows and rows of masked people bordering what appeared to be a large arena.

Adrien spotted Plagg quite easily. He was at what appeared to be the most important seat in the small stadium.

"Plagg!" Adrien called, feat evident in his tone, "What the hell is this?"

"Dinner, my friend!" he called, a mad grin visible under his twisted mask. "Ladies and ghouls, I welcome you tonight. A wonderful, young, healthy artists for an appetizer; a fat and juicy piggy for the entre; and for desert, none other than a ghoul!"

His last line sent ripples of confusion through the crowd, and Adrien could hear mentions of cannibalism, and the two humans beside him turned to him disgust written on their faces.

"No need to worry," Plagg assured everyone, "this is a rare delicacy, you see, he still has human blood running through his veins!"

The Gourmet pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, tossing it into the crowd, causing an uproar of excitement.

"Now, Miss Stormy Weather, you do have your own 'child' for this round, right?"

A seemingly young girl wearing a blue and purple mask spoke up, a parasol resting over her shoulder, "My adorable Blizzard will be perfect playmate for this meal."

Plagg smiled, motioning to someone in the stands. Seconds later Adrien heard a loud creaking sound.

He was afraid to turn, but his body moved on its own.

"I-I get it," the nameless artist said, "this is just a huge joke, right? Because if so, you got me."

The man in front of them seemed to beastly to even be considered human, with what appeared to be a sac draped over his head and a large saw swinging by his side.

The man who Adrien assumed was "Blizzard" swung the saw, slicing a chunk of the artist's arm off. The artist screamed as his skin was shredded into a million bloody pieces, and soon enough he was dead.

Adrien had recovered from the shock by the time Blizzard looked up, and he gripped the lady's wrist and dragged her away from the man who was filled with blood-lust.

"Get behind me!" he shouted, moving in front of the lady as tried to conquer up a plan to somehow miraculously survive.

[A/N- MIRACULOUS, SIMPLY THE BEST, UP TO THW TEST WHEN THINGS GO WROOOONG]

He knew that the huge saw that the man held couldn't harm him, ghouls couldn't be hurt by normal metals. But the woman... if it were to somehow graze her in the slightest, she'd be injured.

His train of thought was interrupted by a pain at the base of his spine. Adrien was pushed forward onto the ground, turning to face the woman with confusion at the betrayal.

"Damn ghoul, if you're so eager to protect me, go die first."

Adrien didn't know what to think anymore, and he could only watch in horror as Blizzard ignored him and ran up to the woman, slicing her in half as blood sprayed onto him.

Blizzard turned to him right after, the saw pointed towards his shoulder.

The blade fell onto him, and he could feel the cold metal sliding against his skin... but there was no pain.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, and Adrien was vaguely aware of the silver suitcase that was thrown into the arena, causing several in the stands to gasp.

Blizzard picked up the suitcase curiously when he saw his blade was no longer cutting, and when he pressed the latch to open it a large saw-like kagune filled his hand.

Adrien tried to run, but it seemed his legs were no longer able to move, he could only watch in horror as the man approached him.

"It looks like the drugs are finally kicking in!" Adrien heard Plagg yell.

What drugs? The coffee?

Adrien's hand reached to his head, his eyepatch was soaked through with a mixture of tears and sweat. He tore it off before turning to look at Blizzard — the man who'd kill him — in the eyes.

Suddenly a hand pierced through Blizzard's stomach, and Adrien felt like throwing up as the blood sprayed and Plagg came walking through the new corpse.

"It seems there has been a misunderstanding!" Plagg called as he crouched by Adrien, "I do hope you can understand a good joke."