Edited.

Marinette's P.O.V

"Chaton!" I shouted, swinging myself onto the roof he stood on. He grinned lopsidedly and bent to kiss my hand.

"M'lady," he said sassily, and I pulled my hand away.

"Quit it," I said jokingly, and he put on a fake expression of hurt.

"Can't a cat show his lady a bit of affection? You break my heart, Ladybug," he said, and I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, come on, Chat. You have eight more," I said, and then I was alerted to the akuma's presence.

"LADYBUG! I am Stinkbug, and I have come for your miraculous!" The man said.

"Stinkbug? Wow, Hawkmoth is really lowering his naming standards," I said, swinging my yo-yo in an arc. "Where do you think the akuma is?" I asked Chat.

"I'm not sure, but I have a hunch that it's in that bracelet on his wrist. He sprays green gunk from those cans and if you catch a whiff, you pass out. And when you wake up..." He gestured toward a board of icky-looking bugs spouting green gas everywhere. "That happens."

I nodded. "Alright. You distract him, I'll get the akuma."

"Got it, bug-a-boo." He took off, swinging his staff at Stinkbug, who seemed to be very skilled at deflecting with a can. As they faced off, I found the bracelet on his right wrist. I swung my yo-yo at it, and it broke off immediately.

Hmm. Must have really thin string or something, I thought. "Chat, destroy it!" I screamed.

Chat swung past Stinky and grabbed the bracelet before screaming "Cataclysm!" and turning it to dust.

No akuma.

Stinkbug threw his head back and cackled loudly. "HAHA! I will not be defeated that easily! You can never defeat me! Now, time to teach this little kitten a lesson!"

My eyes widened as Stinkbug sprayed a load of green gas into Chat's face. "A badge on his-" was all Chat said before he slumped to the ground.

"Chaton!" I shouted.

"Now, Ladybug, your miraculous!" Stinkbug said.

"When pigs fly," I snapped, and threw my yo-yo into the air. "Lucky Charm!" I shouted, silently praying that Tikki would give me something I could work with.

I groaned in frustration as a slingshot fell into my hand. "Come on, Tikki!"

"Haha! A sligshot? Getting your miraculous is going to be simple as stink!"

I looked around, activating my Ladybug Vision. I saw the slingshot, a stone lying a few inches from Stinkbug's foot, my yo-yo, and a small smiley face badge on his coat.

"Not to be mean, but your puns are worse than Chat Noir's," I said and, silently praying that this would work, hurled the slingshot at Stinkbug as hard as I could (A/N: seemingly stupid I know).

It connected perfectly with his face, sending him staggering backward. He paused for a moment before throwing his head back in annoyingly loud laughter once again.

"HAHA! A perfect hit, I must say!" He said, and I grinned.

"I prefer the word 'distraction'," I said, swinging my yo-to at the slingshot that was right at his feet and pulling it back to me. The sudden move surprised Stinkbug, who staggered again, kicking the stone at his feet forward.

Snatching the stone up, I positioned it and shot it straight at Stinky, and it struck the smiley-faced badge on his coat.

I grinned as it shattered, revealing an akuma and Stinkbug fell to the ground.

"Time to de-evilize!" I shouted, capturing the akuma in my yo-yo and transforming it. "Bye-bye little butterfly."

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Adrien's P.O.V

"Miraculous Ladybug!"

I groaned, stirring slowly and getting up. I didn't know where I was, nor what I had been doing, sleeping on a roof, but a voice brought everything back.

"Chaton! Are you alright?"

The fight. Stinkbug. Me passing out.

"Absolutely purr-fect, m'lady," I said chivalrously, winking at her, and she rolled her eyes.

"You will never change," she sighed, and then jumped as her earring beeped. "Well, I gotta go. Time's run out."

I suddenly realised what the time probably was.

No. No...

"Chat?"

"Huh?" I looked up, realising that I had been frowning deeply, and grinned widely. "It's nothing."

"O...kay," she said cautiously, and then smiled. "See you on patrol?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

I watched as she swung away, the forced grin melting off of my face. Sighing, I leaped into an alleyway and detransformed, sighing deeply as I began to make my way home.

"You could try stealth," Plagg suggested, and I shrugged.

I decided to take the servant's exit and snuck my way to the staircase that led upstairs. I would be in my room with the door locked before he noticed.

I placed my foot on the first stair.

"Where have you been?"

I froze, my heart pounding so hard I thought someone on the top of the Eiffel tower could hear it. I turned around and saw him. The man whom was called my father by others but to me was anything but, in a drunken state, angry.

"I...I had extra lessons, and there was an akuma battle..."

"Don't lie to me," he said slowly, calmly. The way he spoke before he exploded like an active volcano. He walked over to me, his face hard and unforgiving.

"F-Father..."

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I slowly took a backward step up the stair. If I could move slowly, maybe I could...

The blow came unexpectedly, sending me smashing into the banister with a grunt.

"Just like you to lie, you good-for-nothing brat! You disobey me every time like the useless idiot you are! I'll teach you not to be deceitful!"

His words were slurred; I could only just make them out over the blinding pain of the barrage of blows landing all over my back.

"F-Father! Father!! Please s-stop, p-pl-ease-stop!!" I begged, knowing that he wouldn't listen. He was blinded by rage and he was wasted.

And I was his stress ball. His punching bag.

Somehow, I managed to crawl backwards up a few more stairs, and I winced as he noticed.

At first there was silence.

"You want to run away from me? You want to run away?! Huh?!"

I cringed back, inching up the stairs a little more.

"You want to go upstairs, do you? Fine."

I screamed as he grabbed me by my hair and drunkenly staggered up the stairs, hitting my head on every step. With every thud my head exploded with pain, and when he finally stopped and I looked up, I wished I had just stayed downstairs.

The bathroom.

"N-no, please!" I screamed, squirming out of his grip and crawling away. I had no strength to walk.

I screamed as I was yanked backward and thrown into the godforsaken bathroom, my head slamming into the tiled wall. My brain exploded with agony, and I writhed on the floor, seeing the towering figure through the haze of my doubling eyesight.

"Please..." I whimpered.

I groaned as I was lifted up by the collar and dragged to the sink, which I stared blankly at until I realized that it was filled with water.

"NO-"

I choked on water and the blood streaming from my nose. I panicked and flailed my arms and legs wildly, inhaling water. The hands around my neck pushed me further down with the strength of an unholy beast.

I lost count of how long he held me down. Perhaps a minute or two. Perhaps five.

It felt like an eternity.

I felt my senses fade away, and in the moment I was gratefully accepting death, I was dragged out and tossed violently to the floor. My body was not aware of this. I was too far gone.

It would be over.

An agonizing kick to my stomach took it all away, and with it, came the voice in my head that I despised just as much as it did me.

Oh, Adrien. You really thought that your life would end this easily?

I coughed blood and water, my body spasming to the point where I had no more control over it.

The voice in my head and that of my father spoke simultaneously.

'No...you would never be that lucky.'

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A/N:

Word Count: 1398.

FORGIVE ME!!

My update came later than expected, due to the horrible amount of homework I have been given. But I must endure.

For those waiting for Deadwood, that might take a little longer, but at least I got another ATEOIA chapter in.

Sorry to all you fans of MLB, for almost killing the banana child, but it is an abuse book, so this is me shrugging.

I will try to make the next chapter better and longer. Hopefully I shall have inspiration.

Bye.