Sentences in italics - the characters thoughts or your thoughts

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(Y/n) - your name

(D/o/b) - date of birth

-Your POV-

I toss and turn on my bed, Hawkmoths voice echoing in my head. The wings of an akuma beating in my head. Giving me a splitting headache. It all stops suddenly until I feel a pierce in my heart. I scream. I end up in the dark and I look around for a way out. The light blinds me and I close my eyes. I open them again to find my self in a battlefield. The building and roads are torn up and on fire. Smoke blankets the sky, trapping Paris in eternal night. There is not a single soul to be found. The cars tossed to the sides, windows broken and shattered. I hear shouting in the distance and I start running to the Eiffel Tower. The one thing that is not damaged. I gasp and stop short when I see Ladybug and Chat fighting off Hawkmoth. Well Hawkmoth fighting off Ladybug and Chat. They both are bloodied and bruised, their masked dropped somewhere in the destruction. They both fight hands on with Hawkmoth while they fight off the akuma's. Hawkmoth then sends millions of akuma's at them. They get trapped and struggle against their hold. Hawkmoth then creates make shift arrows with the akuma's. He aims at Ladybug.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO." Everything goes in slow motion as the arrow drives through the air. I jump in front of ladybug as the arrow drives through me. I scream and drop to the ground. Hawkmoth readies another arrow. Adrenaline kicks in and I stand up, stumbling along the way. Anger rips through me and I flame up. "DONT. YOU. DARE. HURT. THEM!" I scream and aim all my fire at Hawkmoth. His eyes widen before he burns into ash. My flames circle me then spread out, killing every known akuma. I drop my hands and drop to my knees. Fatigue and numbness is all I feel. I close my eyes and brace for impact. I'm in the dark again and I see something in the distance. I try to get up but wince in pain. I grip my stomach and look down to see blood dripping through my fingers. I look back up and see Adrien. "Adrien! Help!" He glares at me and runs to me, lifting me up by my neck. I wheeze and choke as he tightens his hold.

"You useless wench!" Adrien. Why? Tears start to fall down my cheek as he lifts a knife up to my face. "This will teach you!" He laughs manically as his figure changes from Adrien to Chat and back again.

"Adrien, Chat, this isn't you." I wheeze out, I claw at his hands, trying to loosen the grip but that only makes it worse. I close my eyes, not wanting to look into his eyes.

"Oh dear. This is me." I hear a different voice and open my eyes to see Hawkmoth replacing where Adrien or Chat was. I spit at his face and he growls at me. I scream in pain as Hawkmoth plunges the knife deep in into my stomach. I cry out, closing my eyes as I hear a familiar laugh.

"You little bitch. Thought you could run away from me. Your own father." I gasp and open my eyes.

"No, no, NO!" I cry out as I see the figure before me shift from Adrien to Chat to Hawkmoth and back to my so called father. The faces change constantly, making me sick as they give off a sickly grin. I scream when he plunges the knife into me continuously. He lets me go and I drop to ground, groaning. I lay on my side and lift my self up on my arms. Blood gushes out as I see fathers face sneering at me.

"This is what you get for killing her. For killing my one true love! You killed her! You should have never been born! You little bitch! If you weren't here, she would be! Instead of a useless piece of shit! You're a fucking waste of space!" A whips materialises in his hand and whips me me, continuously. I count 16 times till he suddenly stops. I growl and get up, snatching the whip away from him and wrapping it around his neck. He chokes, scratching at my hand.

"You're the piece of shit!" Anger bubbles in more and I heat up uncontrollably. I suddenly burst into flames, the fire consuming me but not harming me. I tighten the whip around his neck and growl. "Some father you were!" My flames burst around me, catching fire on the whip till it travels up to him and engulfing him in flames. I watch as he screams in pain. I grin as he flails on the floor, trying to extinguish the flames.

"Everyone you love will die!" I suddenly fall to the ground, unable to move. Darkness swarmed around me, cutting off my flames and leaving me cold.

"No!" I shout as I sit up straight, panting. I feel beads of sweat on my forehead as I look around and realise that I'm back in my bedroom. I groan as I get a splitting headache. It was a dream, well more of a nightmare. It was that same dream when first I woke up in Adrien's bed but the ending was longer and different. Why? I look around to see if I woke anyone up with my screaming. Nope, all sound asleep. I get up and groan. Why does my whole body fucking hurt so much!? I get my phone and turn it on to see that it 5 in the morning. "Ugh. It's too early. But I can't go back to sleep now." I check the date and realise that it's (d/o/b). My eyes widen. I'm turning 16 today. The 16 whips. I shudder as I walk out to my balcony, making sure to not wake anyone up. The cold wind helps me cool down and relax.

"(Y/n)? What are you doing up so late?" I turn around to see Izzy rubbing her eyes. She floats onto my hand and looks up at me with those big bright purple eyes.

"Nightmare." She nods and sits on the balcony railing as I lean onto it next to her. I watch the stars twinkle in the night, the moon casting a bright glow in the dark scenery below.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I shake my head. "Ok. Remember you have me and your friends to talk to. You're not alone." I nod my head and turn to Izzy who yawns.

"You should go to bed." Izzy nods. She comes up to me and hugs my nose before she squeaks and moves away.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah but you're not."

"Huh?"

"You're heating up. You're not getting sick, are you?" I shake my head. I don't feel like I'm catching a cold. "Ok, try to get some sleep ok?"

"Ok." I watch as Izzy flies back inside. The temperature of the wind eventually makes me go back inside, but I can't sleep at all. Making sure not to wake up the others, I exit my room. I remember my previous birthdays. The pain I went through. The whips father would give me as a gift. Memories fleet across my eyes as I turn a corner.

"You stupid slut. You're turning fourteen huh. Better give you your punishment for still being alive!"

I shudder as I remember receiving the amount of whippings I got according to my age. I stop short and hesitantly touch my back. The scars are still there. I sigh and look up to find myself in front of two large french doors. Huh, I've never seen this part of the house before. Well, I shouldn't be surprised since I never knew about the theatre room. I open the doors and find myself in a huge empty room. In the middle stands a grand piano, covered by dust. Moonlight filters in the room through a balcony on the left side of the room, illuminating the piano as if it was waiting. Waiting for someone to play it, the moonlight shining like a spotlight. I walk towards the piano and sit down on the chair. I let a small smile appear on my face as I remember those times of my mother playing the piano with me sitting on her lap.

"Hey mum. It's me." I brush a finger across the piano, gathering dust. "Sorry I haven't talked to you the last few weeks. I've been busy, with all the crossing dimensions thing. But it has been fun. How's dad? Bet he's happy now with you." I heave out a huge sigh. "Guess what, I'm 16 now. But I guess you already know that, huh." My smile falters as tear brim around my eyes. "I hope you're ok. You don't have to worry about me. Tell dad that I forgive him for all his faults, he shouldn't carry all that guilt on him." I lift the piano lid up playing a few stray notes. "It's been 10 years since you've died on this day. I wish you didn't. But fate can be a bitch, right? Maybe I can sing you one of those songs you sang to me when I was little. For old times sake huh?" I laugh a little as a stray tear escapes, dropping on my lap. My fingers run across the keys, the melody synchronising with the harmony. I finally recognise the tune as I continue playing.

(Play music in the media)

"Let's begin you and me (Hajimaru yo kimi to boku wo)
If I knock the door that connects us, (Tsunagu tobira nokku sureba)
what kind of future will be waiting for us? (Donna mirai ga bokura wo matteiru no?)
The fact that adults look for it in that way, is a perfect style (Otona ga sou motomeru no ha kanpekina STYLE)
Some day like cog wheels, (Itsuka haguruma no youni)

in order to arrange everything to be like that... (Subete ga kasanaru youni)
Listen to this if you are there god!, when, until when won't I (Kamisama iru nara kiite yo itsu itsumademo kono shunkan)
be able to repeat this moment, I have to farewell the routine (REPEAT dekinai mainichi wo miokuranakucha)
because later I want to be a little with the kids, no matter how many boys and girls are (Dakara ato mou sukoshi dakette kodomo de itai BOYS & GIRLS ga nannin mo)
It is a story said to be watching a dream hidden in this society." (Kono yo ni kakurehisonde ha yume wo miteirutte iu STORY)

The last note resonates in the air as I lower the lid. I bang my head on the lid and leave it there, tears slowly falling down my cheeks.

"You were always into anime huh? And you got me into it." I laugh dryly. "I'll talk to you soon mum. And wish me a happy birthday I guess."

"(Y/n)?"

"Ahh!" I jump in my seat but fall off it. "Oomph. That's gonna hurt soon." I rub my head as I look up to see an upside down Adrien.

"Are you ok!?" Adrien runs to me and sits me up. I brush him off.

"I'm fine."

"Everyone you love will die!"

I gasp lightly. I get up and head towards the door.

"Everyone you love will die!"

"Hey! (Y/n)! Where are you going!?" That sentence ringing in my head.

"Everyone you love will die!"

I stop short at the door, not wanting to look back at Adrien. "Back to bed."

"Everyone you love will die!"

Some people say that dreams come true, but they have forgotten one more thing. Nightmares are dreams as well.