-They decided to set her long hair on fire, in the end it would burn her as well!-

Chat Blank snarled as he sniffed the air. Where had Marinette gone?!

She couldn't have vanished into thin air, he just had her trail! He sniffed the air again angrily, only smelling the smell of the Parisian streets and rain.

'The wet has washed away her scent, Chat Blank,' Hawkmoth's impatient voice came into his mind as he growled again, stalking around the darkened streets, angered by his inability to find her.

'Get me her Miraculous! I need it!' Hawkmoth's voice had begun to sound desperate, almost as if he was begging Chat. But Chat couldn't think about that now.

"I'm not going to follow what you want me to do until I find her!" He snapped, "I need her as mine! I've lost her trail, and getting her Miraculous is the last thing I want to do!" He snapped, nearly yowling in pain.

'Give me her Miraculous! Or I will take this form as my own!' His voice snapped, causing Chat to freeze up.

"Y..you wouldn't.." He whispered, his eyes going wide as his felt his left arm start to go numb, Hawkmoth's control spreading across his body.

'Oh, but I will.' Hawkmoth spat, 'she will die at my hands, and I will have her Miraculous!' Chat screeched as a horrible pain took over his mind, his skin going numb as Hawkmoth fully took control over him, and suddenly, it was as if he wasn't in his body anymore.

He was looking through his eyes at the motions he did, as his body took off through the streets, taking a box of matches from a store as well as a carton of gasoline.

He couldn't speak.

Hawkmoth wouldn't go this far, would he?

He seemed to be proved wrong as his body ran off again, the smell of Marinette filling his nose as Hawkmoth's senses overtook his...

And then there was simply blackness.

He was not in his body, he didn't want for this to happen, and as the sound of fire reached his ears, he screamed.