IMp0sT3r (Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir x OC)

Chapter 11: Father

Rougue stumbled to outside his room's window. Using a sharp claw, he carefully cut apart the cement holding the one of the many small glass panels along the top edge of his window. He gently shifted the freed glass and pulled it out of the window frame. He slipped in and clutched onto a sturdy velvet curtain to keep him at a tall enough height to replace the window pane. He stumbled for his room's door to lock it but ended up collapsing by the side of his bed.

Just a second later, his transformation wore off and Morpheus was expelled from his ring. Worriedly, the kwami flew back over to Scarven, muttering reprimandands. "I told you to be careful Scarven..." The cat shook his head fighting with the lethargy of a recent transformation, and flew over to the door, locking it with a twist of a knob.

He flew back to Scarven and clicked his tongue again. The redhead gave a tired chuckle and let his eyelids droop shut in a bout of exhaustion.

As they lifted again, he saw a tall male in his kwami's place. his black hair scruffy with cat ear like folds on the top of his head and his skin a tanned chocolate. Piercing blood red eyes stood out from his dark palet. Pearly white canines sharpened to a point stuck out from his upper jaw. The redhead of the two let out a tired but amused chuckle. "Its been a while since I've seen you in human form..." The tanned male studied his outfit of a black and red hoodie and black shirt with a red pawprint logo. A black pair of sweatpants stretched over his legs. The ravenette muttered incoherent murmurs of disgust. "Yeah well remind me never to do it as Plagg anymore..." He rolled his eyes at the lazy attire and walked into the bathroom, returning a few second later with a small white box with a red cross on the front.

After returning to Scarven's side, he pulled of the sweat matted hoodie and shirt the boy had on. Scabbed over small cuts and scratches were exposed to the air as the begining of bruises began to form.

He opened the first aid kit and pulled out a stack of cotton pads and a bottle of unopened disinfectant. He doused a cotton pad with the alcohol and pressed it onto a noticable claw mark on the side of Scarven's neck, much to said male's discomfort. He folded the cotton and pressed it on the cut again, this time wiping off the small smudges of blood that crusted around the wound. After tossing the used cotton aside, Morpheus picked up the bruise ointment, slathering the paste onto the light purple patches along Scarven's chest and stomach.

The room was starting to stink of antiseptic after Morpheus was finnaly done with Scarven's injuries.

"You don't usually let yourself get hurt so easy Scar. Neither do you fight so tensely... You didn't have any fun at all today, and you know that's off." The piercing red eyes of the male stared fiercely at the heterochromic boy but the redhead didn't budge. Shallow breaths left him as he slumped against the bedframe. He was asleep.

The tanned male grumbled slightly before lifting the male up and laying him on his bed. A reluctant smile rose to his face. "Gd'night kid."

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As Adrien returned home, Natalie was there to greet him as usual. He skipped dinner and decided to spend the rest of the evening in his room, much to Natalie's slight distaste.

He went online, fingers flying over his keyboard as he typed out his search on Alya's Ladyblog. 'Rougue' Nothing. 'Chat Rougue' Nothing. 'Chat Noir' instantly a slur of pictures and videos of him as the masked feline hero flooded the screen. He scanned the first column of images and sure enough there it was. A picture of him and Rougue talking with the caption all in bold, 'TWO CHAT NOIRS?!' He clicked the thumbnail and was directed to a 20 second long video of Alya recording the two heroes, all the while she was mumbling words of amazement to, most likely, Nino.

He scrolled into the description and found a link to a page with a list of people the masked redhead might be. There were some possible answers like Nathaniel and Kim as well as crazy ones like Max and even Scarven. He shook his head and shut his computer off. Suddenly, a knock called him to his door, opening to reveal a rather uneasy looking Natalie, not a good sign. "Y-your father is looking for you." Adrien was a little suspicious but he nodded to her.

She walked up to Gabriel Agreste's office room, Adrien trailed a few paces behind her.

As they reached the towering double doors, Natalie gave two firm knocks before she was given the permission to open the doors. She opened it a crack and muttered a 'Adrien is here' she opened the door even more to allow Adrien to step in before promptly exiting. As the blonde male walked in, he caught the sight of a standing Felix next to his seated father. "Father?" The green eyed boy asked confused. Gabriel Agreste cleared his throat and gestured to the blue eyed boy beside him. "Adrien, this is Felix, your older brother." The green eyes of the younger blonde grew wide. "E-excuse me father?" "He is your older brother who has been living with your mother the past few years."

The boy silently clentched a fist and took a breath to calm himself down. "And what did you want me to do?" His father nodded seemingly approving of his manners. "He shall from, this day onwards, return to his position as the eldest son in the Agreste name. However, your schedule will remain unaffected. I need you to introduce him to Paris and your school."

"Yes, Father."