Gabriel/Hawk Moth's P.O.V.

It has been many months since the day that I had Akumatized Dark Owl.
For every second of every day, I have sought the person filled with that raw emotion which I had felt during that time, but in vain.
No matter how far I reached and searched with my Miraculous, I failed to find the source.

I have continued to Akumatize others, but always at the back of my mind was the mysterious beholder of such immensity emotion.

The weeks had continued to pass, but still not a single trace of that person's emotion could be found.

I had began to fear that I would never again feel their amount of emotion, that is, until today.

I had been studying some fashion designs, when suddenly my Miraculous Brooch gleamed with such an intensity that I was almost knocked off my feet.

As I moved to my Lair, I inwardly rejoiced. At last! Their remarkably unique negative emotion had finally returned. And this time I was ready.

I stood in my Lair, now transformed into the sinister Hawk Moth, watching Paris through the large circular window through which I had often observed Ladybug and Chat Noir fight against one of my Akumatized villains. As I reflected on this, I was reminded of all those times in which I had fuelled the fights, hoping that those 'superheroes' would finally be defeated. A hope that was always in vain.

But not today, I smirked as I remembered why I had come up here. This mysterious person fuelled by such devastating emotions, the cause for which had been hidden from my sight, would surely conquer those two wretched teenagers.
Hmm... devastating. I like the sound of that.

I could still feel the raging storm of emotion pulsating through my Miraculous as I reached forth. I had to be quick, lest it disappeared as quickly as it had on that fateful day in which I had first encountered it. I grasped a butterfly and hastily infused it with my power, not daring to stop and savour the feeling of darkness beneath my hand.
I gave a cackle, and began to talk, my mind thrilled by the idea that this may be the last time I may ever need to do so.

"A poor person who has been infused by an array of negative emotions, no doubt of always having to supress themselves. Betrayal, grief, anger, anguish. All such sorrowful yet strong emotions."

I opened my hand, letting the Akuma go free
"Fly away my dark Akuma, and evilize this suffering soul, who shall finally defeat Ladybug and Chat Noir!"

I stood and waited, excitement coursing through my veins. Today was the day! I could feel it in my bones.
Then I felt it, the tug indicating that the Akuma had reached it's destination. I demurely smiled, pausing only for a moment before beginning the speech which I had carefully planned all these months.

"Devastator. I sense the pain and frustration inside of you. Festering feelings borne of betrayal, anger, anguish and great grief."
As I established my telepathic link, I was able to probe and explore what had sparked these emotions,
"Someone you trusted has turned on you, and someone else withheld the truth. Yet another gave you great pain by revealing their true selves. Such horrible people, to have given you such pain. Well now, if you join me, I will be able to give you the power to give them pain, even more devastating than what they gave you! All I ask in return is Ladybug and Chat Noir's Miraculous."

A pause. Then I heard a familiar voice reply,
"Yes, Hawk Moth."

A voice that sounded so similar to... Adrien!? In my confusion, I barely felt the transformation of this Akumatized victim. Surely it could not be so. Surely it could not be my son whom held such an array of anger. I tentatively put forth,
"Before we begin a new reign, we should first say goodbye to the old... isn't that so... Adrien Agreste?"

Through my Miraculous I suddenly felt a electric crackle of such deep anger that I almost lost my breath.
"Yes Hawk Moth. But I am Adrien no more. I am now Devastator!"

I could no longer deny it. It was so. The mysterious source whom I had been seeking had been my son all along. I paused for a moment. Never had this possibility occurred to me before. Did I dare to put our son in such danger?
As I looked down at the picture of my Emilie, I felt a spark of conflict. On one hand, he could be injured. But, on the other... how glorious a twist of fate would it be that my own son would be the hand by which the Black Cat and Ladybug Miraculous would be finally delivered to me, and my wish achieved. That he should be the one to give me the means to return my wife, his mother, back to us.

I gave a small laugh. How foolish of me to even think for a moment of withdrawing the Akuma. Realising that I had not replied, I telepathically gave an evil cackle,
"Excellent Devastator. Now go and wreck your revenge, it shall be only a matter of time before Ladybug and Chat Noir show up!"

3rd Person P.O.V.

A figure stood in a dark alley way. Above him, hidden from view, lay a black kwami, clutching the Black Cat Miraculous in his arms, who watched the events with a horror-filled expression.
The Akumatized villain stood, and murmured once more, with a smirk,
"Yes indeed Hawk Moth."

Plagg knew that there was nothing he could do to help his holder now. He turned and flew away to get Ladybug for help. Unknown to him, Devastator watched him leave from below, then turned away. For a split second, a sad, sorrowful expression replaced his smirk, but then flickered away so quickly that it was barely noticeable.

Devastator