Chat cradled Marinette in his arms. She was as white as a ghost. Her eyes glistened and her mouth opened a smidge.

Chat pressed down on the staff, that was currently impaled in her body, to try and stop the bleeding.

The loud sirens were close, and Chat Noir needed Medical attention too.

He had ripped his shoulder open, but did not care about the pain.

"Princess, Stay with me!" Chat Noir cried.

Marinette's breathing slowed down, and she gave a small smile, grateful to the Angels that didn't make her suffer.

The paramedics came, but terrifying news arrived.

"We can run a few tests, but Unfortunately, She's dead" The Paramedic said.

Marinette's ghost floated above her body.

"I am not! I look very alive" Ghost Mari said.

(from now on, When I write Marinette, it's going to be the ghost-angel-dead version of her)

Chat Noir turned and saw Marinette, as.. A ghost?

He screamed, and Marinette shushed him,

"Hey Kitty" She said Spitefully.

"I'm sorry!" Chat sobbed.

Marinette looked at her partner.

"Even though I'm dead, I still can be friends with you ?" Marinette asked.

Chat nodded.

She chuckled and watched all of the commotion.