Chat Blanc ran to the reporter's home, trying to purrfect his plan in his head. When he finally reached the home, he knocked hard on the door. No one answered. He growled.

"CATACLYSM!!!" He touched the door, and it immediately desolved into nothing. 'I wonder what it would be like to do that to bug eyes.' He thought. He smirked at the thought. He walked into the home, looking around. The TV was on, switched to the news.

"Chat Noir, one of our famous heroes, is now Paris's most feared villian. He now calls himself 'Chat Blanc' to resemble his suit and quote-unqoute, 'His now empty heart.' But nobody gave up hope. Ladybug will save u-" Chat swiped the TV with his claws, and the screen immediately went Blank. Electricity crackled.

"Ah! Everyone believes that useless 'Superhero' can save them!!" A whimper tore out, and somebody shushed it. Chat Blanc smirked. He quickly and quietly went to the source of the noise, which was located behind a couch. He lifted up the couch, and under it was a little girl, and the reporter he was looking for.

"C-chat Noir?!!" Alya's little sister, Alice blurted, scared as hell. Chat Blanc growled.

"Its BLANC!!" Then he looked over at Alya.

"And your the reporter I was looking for." Chat, with the couch in one of his hands, lifted Alya with his other, over his shoulders. Alice screamed loud and Chat clamped his hand around her mouth.

"Shut up brat!!" A cocked gun was heard, and Chat Blanc turned around. There was Alya's dad holding a shot gun, with Alya's mom behind him. Chat immediately remembered the man.

"Animan, how's it going?" Alya's dad was confused, and Chat Blanc throwed the couch, trapping their parents.

"Mommy, Daddy!!" Alice ran to the couch where they were under, desperately trying to lift it. Alya tried to squirm out of his hold, but she failed. Chat smirked.

"I would love to stay and Chat but I have high-tail outta here. Purrety soon, I'll have a crushed bug." Chat Blanc ran out the home, jumping on nearby buildings, with Alya on his shoulders, leaving a crying Alice, trying to lift the couch where her parents were stuck.

"Let me go!!" Alya screamed, trying to get out Chats tight grip.

"Ok, if you say so." Chat let go of Alya, and she started to plummet down to the hard concrete.

"Ahh!!" Alya screamed, and closed her eyes. She waited for the hard impact, maybe able to kill her, but it never came. When she opened her eyes, she was right in front of the concrete, still in the air. Chat Blanc pulled her up on the building.

"So, will you shut up, or do I have to drop you from a higher building?" Alya shook her head, tears threatening to fall.