Marinette?
While I want to ask questions I know this is not the time. "Can you still fight?" She asks.
"Yea." I grit out. "Not counting him there are two more left somewhere in here." I use my heightened listening to see if I can hear where they are. "One sounds closes. Around the corner maybe. The other I can't hear." She nods and thinks.
"Alright here is the plan."
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"Thank you Chat Noir and..."
"Multi mouse." Marinette says.
"Multi mouse. You helped save so many people today and we, the city of Paris, are very grateful. But Chat Noir are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" The police chief says pointing to my arm.
"I'll be fine. I have faster healing so I'll be fine." I say stretching the truth a tad. not badgering me in he he trusts my judgment. When they leave I look at Multi mouse and we have a stand off for a time. "The guardian gave you a second chance as a hero."
"I never should have needed one. But he agreed that I needed to continue until I get my miraculous back." She steps closer to me. "I won't attempt to get it back now due to your injury. But I assure you, once you're better I will get Tikki back." She says in a cold voice.
"No need for the attitude. I said I will give it back to you and I am true to my word." I say trying to calm her.
"That's not the point Chat! You can not use the miraculous for selfish desires!" She yells.
"What am I supposed to do! I have a chance to get her back can't you just understand that!" I yell waving my arms around in instant regret. I wince retracting my arm in agonizing pain.
She reaches her arm out at this in a sympathetic way but bites her lip reaching back. She makes as if she wishes to say something but as both our miraculous' beep we head off in different directions.
When I get home I change back to my civilian self and collapse onto the floor. Leaning against the wall Plagg eats some cheese to regain his strength as he took a good portion of my pain as Chat Noir. "I wish I could get my strength back like that." I say grunting with my hand trying to stop the now fast running blood.
"Adrien we need to get you to a hospital!" He says very worried. Tikki comes flying in at the commotion and freaks.
"What happened!" Plagg calms her and says he will tell her later.
Forcing myself up I slowly make my way downstairs. "Nathalie!" I call. Walking into the kitchen with my bodyguard she drops her tablet breaking it in shock. They run to me holding me up asking what happened. Informing them of today's events they forcible take me to the hospital and inform my father of what happened despite my rebuttals.
The doctors took me to an operating room and put me under with anesthesia. Due to the pain and fact the bullet left no exit wound it was still inside of me. Meaning I needed surgery
It didn't take long before it was all over the news that son of Paris' most famous fashion designer, Gabriel Agreste, was hospitalized from a bullet wound.
When I awoke from surgery I had no one by my side except for Plagg who stayed in my shirt pocket. My arm was in a splint, which is not good for when I need to be Chat. And the news was playing on the hospital TV only talking about me and my situation. Digging heavily I reach in my hung up pants for my phone and check the messages.
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Chat Blanc: Chat's Fall [Hiatus]
FanfictionThe Fall of Chat noir. I did everything right, helped ladybug, stopped the akumas, and saved the day. So why does it feel like it's not enough? At home I'm just there, unnoticed, and at "work" I'm unknown truly. Why can't I just be....me? For all th...