His Mute Princess

Chapter 25

Happy New Years to everyone ♡ may 2019 be a better year 💞

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Chat cursed his bad luck when he heard Chloe's cries for help. Of course an akuma had to show up one the best night of his life. He couldn't have one nice day. He gave Marinette a quick kiss before telling her to hide. She nodded and went with the girls. They all took cover in another room.

The other guests immediately took cover, most of the leaving out the front door. Chat and Ladybug both looked around, unable to find the source. "Up here!" Chloe cried.

They both looked up, wide-eyed. A young man in a suit and a white mask held on to the chandelier by one hand and Chloe by the other. "Ladybug! Chat! Help!" she cried. The akuma groaned.

"You are so annoying," he muttered. He turned to Ladybug and Chat and frowned. "I am (I can't think of a name lol), Miss Bratty over here didn't invite me to her party." He then glarred at Ladybug, "The party was made private due to your requested. Due to that request, I was not allowed in!"

Chat narrowed his eyes and tried his best to identify the akuma. He said he wasn't allowed in due to Ladybugs's request, meaning he had to be a photographer or reporter.

His frown turned into a smirk. He let go of Chloe. She screamed and Chat quickly jumped into action. He caught her just in time. Chat put her down and Chloe ran for cover. Ladybug took out her yoyo. She was about to swing it at him when he pulled out a camera.

Ladybug and Chat glanced at each other, confusion flashing their faces. They turned back to the akuma and he took a picture with flash. The bright flash caused them to go momentarily blind.

The akuma laughed. "Chat!" Ladybug exclaimed. Worry laced her words, shocking Chat. Thanks to his heightened hearing, he turned to her direction. As they regained their eyesight, Chat saw the scared expression on Ladybug.

Now he was completely worried about her. Ladybug never feared anything. This was nothing compared to other akumas they had faced. Why was this one causing her so much stress?

His thoughts came to a halt when he turned to the screaming civilians. The akuma was snapping pictures of them, but instead of blinding them, it was turning them into photographs. Polaroids fell to the spots the civilians once stood in.

"Lucky charm!" Ladybug said, throwing up her yoyo. A polka dotted cloth fell on to her hands. "A cloth?" she questioned. She looked around in hopes of finding something, but she couldn't find anything.

"Ladybug! Look out!" Ladybug turned back to see the akuma throwing the polaroids. Ladybug spun her yoyo, the polaroids bouncing off. One hit the wall, hitting it like a dart. "What the fuck!" she yelled. She moved back and walked backwards up the stairs. The akuma was still throwing pictures at her.

Chat extended his staff and ran to the akuma. He lifted it up behind to swing, when the akuma turned to him and snapped a photo. Chat was momentarily blinded again. He dropped his staff and rubbed his eyes. "Oh fuck!"

The akuma laughed and turned back to Ladybug. By then, she had already gotten to the top. He continued to throw photos at her and walk up the stairs. Ladybug continued to step back and Chat rubbed his eyes, trying to regain his vision again.

Ladybug kept backing up, until she hit the railing. She looked down and her eyes widened. The drop was rather high and there was a table full of glass plates. She was in her formal transformation and that wasn't going to do much covering. She couldn't get hurt. Not that bad. Not this time.

Ladybug looked back up to see the akuma was still walking over to her. She looked around, trying to find a way to use her lucky charm but she couldn't find any way.

A small beep made her freeze. She looked at the mirror next to her and saw she was down to two spots. She hadn't heard the other beeps. She turned to Chat, who was holding on the railing of the staircase.

When Chat regained his vision, he immediately searched for them. His eyes met hers and he saw the raw fear in them. She was about to detransform and the fall was too dangerous without a suit.

He extend his staff and made a run for the akuma. When he reached him, it was too late. The akuma snapped a photo of Ladybug and she took a step back. She was blinded once more and she fell back from the railing.

"Ladybug!"

A loud crash was heard and pink light shone from down below. In a fit of rage, Chat called out his cataclysm. He aimed for the akuma and scratched his arm. The akuma fell back, the large gash oozing blood.

Chat was about to finish him when he heard Ladybug's moans of pain. He immediately turned away and jumped down next to her. Glass crunched underneath his feet. The akuma used this time to escape.

A young woman in her early twenties lay in a pool of blood. He leaned down and lifted her head up. Shards of glass lay covered in blood where her head once rested. The small puddle of blood that had formed next to her head stained her already dark hair. Another pool of blood formed beneath her legs.

The blood was coming from her thighs. It was then he noticed her stomach. Chat felt his soul leave his body.

It was round and protruding. Slight movements could be seen coming from the belly.

That was when she opened her eyes. Her blue eyes were glossed with tears and she struggled to speak. "Ch-Chat," she groaned.

"My baby, Chat. My baby!" she cried.