Of Gods and Royalty

Chapter 53: Knightmares

Ladybugs POV
I flew over the buildings of China beside Chat. With a chuckle and a grin I began to race him at top speed. His left knee buckled and he flew off the building. Halting myself to check on him I let out a relieved breath when he was barely holding on. Leaning over I hoisted him up by his paw.
"Are you alright, Chat?" I asked with an amused chuckle.
"I'm fine," He dusted himself of. "But you seem pale..."
Whatever he said next was drowned out as a deathly buzzing filled my head. Pain thumped at my entire being. Breathing picking up I felt my legs give from under me. I recognised the noise buzzing in and out of my barely consious head, an akuma.
"Chat." I whimpered feeling how strong the akuma was. It fought to control my being and slowly bit by bit it was winning. I felt myself being shoved back into the furthest part of my subconscious. Through my own eyes I saw as Chat looked at me in pure horror. At the smirk I felt myself giving he high tailed himself away and to be honest I would have to.
"Come back little kitty." I singsonged. "Don't you want to be my knight?"
Civilians bellow screamed bloody murder at me. When my head snapped in their direction I spotted a furniture store. In the huge display window was a beautiful mirror. Inside I could make out my appearance. My hair was several shades darker and my eyes glistened an icy blue. Fear licked my senses as I beheld my suit. Two slits above my elbow turned my arms into long gloves. Black seams ran around the sides. Instead of my happy go lucky red my suit was a colourless white. A thud brought my attention to my left. With a muffled sob I looked at Chat who was in a white suit.
"Of course I'll be your knight, Lady destruction." The name seemed to roughly echo through my mind.
"I'd expect nothing less from you Chat Blanc."
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With a start I jumped up and fell on my face. Squirming to untangle myself from the bed sheets I began pacing.
"Dream." I concluded. "Not real, dream."
It was hard convincing myself since it felt like I had lived it and loved it. Even though I had been in torture from my own body, it was imeadiatly a fond memory. With a disgusted face I tried to get such thoughts from my mind. I had been at it for so long I didn't notice when Adrien was staring at me from the door.
"Ah... Breakfasts ready." He stuttered when I looked at him. With a nod I quickly went to the bathroom to get ready. Not feeling like changing just yet I kept my pajams on. I checked my hair and gave a funny face to the mirror. When I was a little girl maman and I would always do that. With a slight jump I could have sworn my eyes where ice blue and loathing.
Your being silly! I scolded myself and went out to breakfast still a little shook.
"Are you okay?" Adrien asked serving me a plate of bacon and eggs. "You seem pale."
With a tiny squeal I shoved a mouth full of eggs in my mouth. Shaking my head I squeezed my eyes closed.
"I'm fine." I assured once I had calmed down.
A/N: At this point I'm just writing... 🐞🐱