Previously on An Assassin's Luck...
"Also, I'm a boy."
"WHAT?!"
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Marinette P.O.V.
Chloé turns a strange shade of green. To be honest, we all were flabbergasted (Love that word!). She- I mean, he, smiled nervously at us.
"Surprise?" he mumbles. I am still too shocked to say anything, but Alya has everyone covered.
"Sorry 'bout that. It's just that-"
"I know. And I don't blame you." He sighs. "It took a long time for my mom to accept I was a boy."
Rose steps up. "Don't worry! We're all friends here! And friends accept each other." Murmurs of assent sweep through the classroom.
Except for Chloé. She 'hmph'-s and turns her nose up.
Adrien smiles slightly and says, "Nevermind Chloé, she's just a bit overprotective at times." He holds his hand out. "Adrien Agreste."
The new student firmly clasps Adrien's hand and shakes it. "Shiota Nagisa- sorry, Nagisa Shiota."
"Why'd you say your last name first?" Alya inquires, peeking her head out of the crowd that formed around Nagisa.
"Oh. Well, in Japan, you introduce yourself last name first. Calling someone by their first name is informal and a bit rude," he responds.
A.N. - I actually have no idea if that's true or not. It's just an assumption from unhealthy amounts of anime.
"So little dude, should we call you by your first name or last?" Nino asks.
"First is okay. I don't wan't to inconvenience you. And I am not little!" Nagisa pouts.
Kim ruffles Nagisa's hair and laughes, "Sorry, but you kinda are."
He's right. Nagisa is really short, about two inches below my height.
Nagisa crosses his arms against his chest and sticks out his bottom lip. Precious, I think as the class laughs.
Nagisa isn't as bad as I thought he'd be, but something is different about him. I can tell something sinister is lurking behind that smile.
As I inspect him more closely, a looming shadow appears over his head.
Scales. Everywhere.
The shadow shapes itself into a large python, with mottled skin and razor sharp fangs. I can only stare, my eyes widening with increasing horror.
The bloodlust was crushing. I can't breathe.
And then it stops. As soon as I blink, it's gone. No snake, no bloodlust, no terror. My heart is still pounding, ears still ringing.
I excuse myself to go to the restroom and run. When I reach my destination, I slam the door close and lock it.
Still panting, I release Tikki from my purse. I sink against the wall and catch my breath. Tikki swirls around me in a vibrant pink blur. She looks shaken as well.
"Did you feel that?" I hoarsely whisper.
She nods. "Bloodlust. A massive amount of it, even more than an akuma's."
"Even more? This is bad, Tikki."
"Yup," she says, popping the 'p'. "I've only felt bloodlust this bad within killers."
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An Assassin's Luck - Miraculous & AssClass || DISCONTINUED
ActionMarinette's class is having a few new addtions. One new teacher, one new student. That might be normal in other schools, but these two seem to know, and hate, each other. Is Nagisa the innocent boy he looks like? Or is there something more sinister...
