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   Marinette only had thing on her mind at the moment.

   Pain. Lots of pain.

   She could feel the dog's teeth digging into her arm. The beast shredded her skin to the point where blood gushed like Niagara Falls and feel an excruciating throb as if a thousand knifes were stabbing away at the same place.

   It's fangs kept digging deeper and deeper into Marinette's flesh that she thought this animal would snap her arm in half. She screamed bloody murder and tried to fight but there was no use. The dog was to strong. Tears streamed down the bluenette's face and fear coursed through her veins.

No matter how much she screamed, no one heard her.

No matter how much she prayed, no one came to save her.

No matter how hard she tried to hold onto that little hope, it was slowly fading away.

   Then the dog's hold on her arm vanished but the pain stayed. Marinette slowly moved to sit up and whimpered. She focused her blurry vision on the giant dog wrestling with something small and black. The baker's daughter shivered from a cold breeze but ignored the poring rain, shakily getting to her feet.

   Her fuzzy mind was doing its best to figure out what happened and getting over the shock of the situation. This was no time to be messing around, she could think clearly on that small information. Marinette has to get help and fast.

   "C-Chat," Marinette called, voice ragged from screaming. To the teen's shock, the black cat wasn't shaking against the wall and dawned on her that the small, black thing fighting the dog was Chat!

   Quickly, Marinette grabbed her phone and flinched, dropping the device onto the soaking alleyway's floor. She held her injured arm with her other hand, groaning in misery as it throbbed and burned. Bluebell eyes watch as the trembling hand slowly pull away and completely stained a gory red.

   She was afraid to look at her own arm just from seeing her hand covered in blood.

Marinette shook her head, snapping out of her grim imagination and reached out for the phone on the ground. She quickly dialed 112 and agonizingly waited for someone to pickup. Seconds felt like minutes and she was terribly worried for Chat.

   Marinette glanced over at the battle between Chat and the stray dog. Her eyes just caught sight of the stray throwing a bloody cat at a brick wall. Marinette froze in shock and tears welling up in her eyes.

"This is 112. What is your emergency?" A calm voice of a woman asked through the phone. The dog beady and cold eyes immediately shifted away from Chat to stare at her, ears perked up. The beast growled and slowly stalked over to Marinette as she slowly backed away, shakily clutching her phone.

"I-I need help. T-There's a stray d-dog that a-attacked my cat and I. My arm is a bl-bloody mess and my cat...he's...he's just as bad," Marinette explained, trying not to cry. Her back met with a dead. Her hands trembled in fear and whimpered when the dog snarled.

"Can you tell me your location?" The woman asked. Marinette looked around for any hints of where she was. That was a problem though, she had no idea where she was.

"I-I don't-AH!" Marinette was cut off by a sharpe pain in her leg. The dog yanked the girl to the ground, dropping her phone in the process.

"Ma'am?" That was the last thing the teen heard before fading into darkness with the taste of blood in her mouth.

Adrien wasn't doing so hot either. He could barely move or process what was happening. All he knew was Marinette was in danger and he had to do something. Something. Anything to make sure that mutt didn't lay one pay on his Princess.

Adrien's ear shook a bit when hearing a scream.

   "Marinette...no," He rasped, doing his best to try and stand up. His breathing was ragged and every single body part was in excruciating pain. Legs were practically broken, patches of hair was missing, tail seemed to bend the wrong way, teeth marks on most of the base of his body, a punctured lung, broken rids. He was basically a walking cat corpse.

   Yet, Adrien still had some regulation to try and fight some more. Alas, it seemed impossible for the cat to even move more than just his flicking ear.

   "Adrien, oh gosh!" the familiar voice of the pesky witch spoke. Tikki snapped her fingers and everything around them froze.

   "What....do you...want?" Adrien spat harshly. It was hard for the model to tell but thought she had a guilty look on her face.

   "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for a-any if this to happen. I...I..." The witch was left speechless and to her breaking point. Tikki calmed down and continued to explain, "I owe you, Adrien. A debt for my mistake. I shall repay you with healing the two of you, but I can go no further to turning you back to human. You'll have to do that on your own."

"It's....okay, as long...as she is...alright," Adrien replied, looking over at Marinette and a frozen Theo. The redhead smiled fondly at the cat with a few tears trickling down her cheeks.

"I think you're going to be more than just fine if you continue with those kind of thoughts," she said, smiling before pulling out a cylinder with a light blue substance. Tikki tugged off the cork then poured the cold liquid on Adrien's body.

   The model shivered from the cold liquid but felt soothed as the burning and pain washed away. He sighed in relief and tried to stand up, stumbling a bit.

   "Careful, the magic is still working throughout your body even though you are an adorable kitten," the redhead said. Adrien glared at the witch before smiling fondly.

   "Thank you," he said, earnestly and grateful.

   "Now, go watch over your girlfriend. I'll take care of Theo," Tikki said, angrily, "That mutt owes me big time. I hadn't found a good excuse to mess with him until now." The witch snapped her fingers again, making her and Theo disappear in a cloud of smoke.

   A groan grabbed Adrien's attention and the black cat trotted over to the injured girl. His heart sunk into his stomach and ears drooped sadly at the sight of the bluenette.

   Marinette's arm and leg were totally demolished and practically ripped apart. Scratches littered her skin, each one saddening the human-minded cat more and more. Blood stained the teen's clothes completely, almost making Adrien throw up at the sight and guiltier his mistake.

   "Marinette, I'm so sorry. This was all my fault. I should've...I should've just..." Adrien's eyes grew glossy and breathing picked up.

   "I'm sorry. I'm so so so very sorry, Marinette. You didn't deserve any of this...I don't deserve you for the way I've been treating you but..." he paused, trying to gather his words.

   "But...you still cared for me even if you didn't know me. You care about my human self and stray cat self though I'm a total stranger to you. This cruel world doesn't deserve your kindness...and neither do I."

   Broken sobs racked the models body as he nuzzled his head under Marinette's arm. He snuggled through under her arm until laying his head on her shoulder.

   The rain didn't bother him nor the sounds of sirens in the distance. All Adrien focused on was the slowing heartbeat of this wonderful girl's last chance of survival. She was loosing to much blood but there was nothing he could do.

   He just hope the ambulance could find Marinette before it was too late.

   "We found her!" A man yelled, a light pointing down the alleyway. Adrien squinted, trying to see the man who found him and his Princess. The ambulance came up and parked along the side of the road and soon, Marinette was inside the vehicle, racing through the streets of Paris to the hospital.

   The man that found them took Adrien and followed the ambulance behind. Green eyes watched in distress as the emergency transportation sped through the stormy streets.

   "Don't worry, she'll be okay," the man said. The cat looked up at the old man in a Hawaiian shirt before turning back to the ambulance.

   "I know she will," Adrien spoke fondly and worriedly, "Marinette is the toughest girl I know." The human-minded cat didn't notice the man smiling warmly beside him.

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