- QUICK DISCLAIMER- In this fan fiction I may get a bit gorey, that’s why I’ve put it as a teen. Depending on my mood, I may talk about blood, death, depression, etc. Just a warning to those who are sensitive to those topics, as this fanfic is about our favourite hero’s going evil and insane. So if you don’t like that kind of thing (unlike me... I know I’m weird) I don’t advise you read this fan fic. I’ll also probably do several endings... a sad one and a happy one... I don’t know though yet... anyway, enjoy!!
Paris was an unfortunate city of chaos. With the downfall of ladybug and chat noir, came the rise and the new era of Ladymisfortune and chat Blanc and also a civil war between them and Paris’ remaining sane hero’s.
The city is run by this infamous duo. No escape. No entry. The city is quarantine. And a painful one at that.
Chat Blanc stared out into the smoking hell that now was Paris, a flyer flew towards his face and he grabbed it with no sort of issue.
MISSING: MARINETTE DUPAIN-CHENG
And a picture and a number below...
Another flyer,grabbed - no issue.
MISSING: ADRIEN AGRESTE
Smirking to himself, he calling upon his cataclysm to destroy the wasted paper, he turned to see his lady, his partner in crime, Ladymisfortune herself.
“Enjoying the view, are we?” She spoke with a now cold voice, the exact opposite demeanour from before she was akumatised.
“Ah, my lady...” chat spoke putting his arm around the petite villain’s waist, “I suppose it was ok...but it got a lot better when you were in it” his voice was now a new snide level of seductive, making any girl weak at the knees upon hearing it...
“I see you never lost that annoying flirt of yours... do it again and I’ll snap your neck just like I did to that civilian.” She said pointing down at the young man lay in a pool of his own cherry red blood.
Chat leaned in, teasing her with a wink and smirk, “ oh, but my petite Coccinelle,” he caressed her unimpressed cheek, “you know you love it...” he began to show his claws, and whispered into her ear, “...and you know I, as your purrrrfect chaton, cannot help the flirt, as I’m just as addicted to it as I am causing mischief.”
He straightened his posture. Ladymisfortune still looking unimpressed.
“Let’s just go you stupid kitten.” She pulled her black and red yo-yo from her matching suit before extending it to the nearest building, “ lets go and do what we do best my pawsitivly adorable chaton...” she teased.
“Ah! My lady...let’s.” He spoke with a seductive smile, “ and do continue to speak my love language.”
