"Out!" Chat Noir gasped when he burst into the class room. The people in the room turned to face him in shock as he gasped in breath and glared Mr. Damocles in the eye. "One of your students is akumatized and is most likely targeting Miss Bourgeois. I ask you leave and get to safety!"

"Marinette?!" Alya gasped. She shot up in her seat. "No!"

Mr. Damocles's eyes widened. "Let's leave and wait for Ladybug. Thank you for your... er, timely arrival, Chat Noir."

Chat ignored the sinking feeling in his stomach that Ladybug would not be coming any time soon. He ushered the kids outside, Chloe first, wailing about how Marinette was such a cry baby. As he saw the last student, Juleka, out of the class, he followed, but as Chloe tugged at the front door to the school, it was barricaded shut, for unknown reasons. Chloe cried out in anguish and kicked the door with her expensive shoe.

"Er, stay calm," Mr. Damocles suggested, staring pointedly at Chat Noir. "Where exactly is the student?"

"She-"

"Right here!"

Marinette's confident, cheery voice rang out through the court area. Everyone turned in horror and saw her, Marinette, the Victimizer, perched on the railing of the second story. Marinette's pink hair ribbons flapped in the wind. "Here I am!" she called again happily. "It's so nice to be missed!" She jumped, high, and landed, only a few paces from Chat Noir and the class. Her smile faded. "But you all look scared. Why?"

Chat noticed out of the corner of his eye that Alya had her phone out and was shakily recording, but turned to Marinette. "Mari! Mari, snap out of it!"

"I'm the Victimizer," Marinette repeated, the same happy tone. "Everyone will know what it feels like to be a victim! To be bullied!"

With that cry, she pointed her pink-gloved hand at the blonde girl, Chloe Bourgeois, and the pink ribbon in her hair extended and shot out, wrapping itself around Chloe's wrist. A pink light appeared, and then the ribbon retracted. In shock, Chat watched the effect it had on Chloe.

"But..." Chloe stared at the ground. "I... I don't want to feel weak! Don't call me ugly and cruel! I'm not! I'm not..." she collapsed on the ground, crying into her hands.

Everyone gaped at the sight as the Victimizer smiled. "Now you know how we all feel!"

"Hold it!" Chat Noir made his move.

Springing at Marinette- no, the Victimizer, he told himself- he pulled out his baton and swept at her legs, successfully knocking her off her feet. Surprised, but only for a second, Marinette's- Victimizer's- hair ribbon shot out and wrapped itself around Chat's baton. With a sharp tug, Chat Noir went flying across the clearing, his baton whipping him back and forth as the Victimizer pleased.

She suddenly released, and he hit the wall with a smash. Groaning, he stood up again, clutching his baton tightly.

The Victimizer smiled, like nothing had happened. "You all know what it's like to feel bullied. I'll leave you here, then!" She jumped, the ribbons in her hair wrapping themselves around a railing and tugging her away. Chat gasped and was ready to follow when Alya called his name. "Chat!"

He turned.

"Where's Ladybug?" Alya pleaded. "She should be here! She needs to save Marinette!"

Chat's throat went dry. "She, uh..." his brain seemed to fail him. "We got a lead on Hawkmoth," he made up desperately. "And she was investigating that today. She's nowhere near here." Not wanting to be there any more, Chat slammed the butt of his baton into the ground and leaped after the Victimizer.

ML

As he passed through town, all of Paris seemed to be sobbing on the ground.

Chat saw a woman with a young girl curled up at the sidewalk, crying into her hands. He saw a man, who had his head pressed to a brick wall, slamming his fist repeatedly into the wall, muttering something under his breath. This has to stop, he thought miserably. But how was he supposed to do this without his Lady?

He finally caught up to her in the park, where her ribbon had just grabbed a police man's wrist and let go, leaving him abashed and ashamed. "Victimizer!" he howled, thrusting his baton outwards, hitting her in the side and knocking her into a bench. This isn't Marinette. This isn't her. This isn't my Lady.

"I knew you'd come, Chat Noir!" she said excitedly. That's Mari for you- always with a smile.

He smirked painfully. "It'd be a catastrophe if anything happened to the rest of Paris."

With a yell, both ribbons darted at Chat, but with his cat-like reflexes he avoided the both. What would Ladybug do? he thought desperately. She'd find out what had the akuma in it and make a plan.

There didn't seem to be anything unusual about Marinette. Maybe her ribbons? No, those were her weapons. Wait, she had something clutched in her left hand. Narrowing his eyes, Chat spotted a crumbled macaron in her left hand. That must be it.

"I'm in the mood for a snack!" he called, dashing at the villain. The Victimizer's eyes betrayed surprise for a split second before she jumped away, Chat Noir following quickly. The ribbons danced after him, trying to slow him down, but he weaved and dodged and jumped.

She landed on the roof of a building where there was a large tennis court and garden at the side. Chat puffed, slightly out of breath, but collected himself and threw a defensive stance out, shifting his baton.

"Out of breath, kitty?" she cooed.

He needed a plan.

And then he had one.

"Catch me if you can!" he called, leaping away.

The Victimizer growled and started to run after Chat Noir, but realizing he was too quick, sent her pink ribbons after him. Good, he thought as he hit the pavement and darted around a corner. The ribbons were hot in pursuit.

He ducked another corner. Her ribbons seemed to be endless. He was hoping that she would end up having to follow him herself, but... this could work too.

With a couple quick turns, he passed the building the Victimizer was perched on, and saw that yes, her ribbons were endless. Here was the start of them. Risking a glance over his shoulder, he realized the ribbons were only a couple feet behind him. He jumped over the start of the ribbon, and the rest of it followed. Then he rolled back.

It was hard to explain, but the ribbons followed his movements, ending up in a huge tangled knot. The Victimizer screeched in fury, very un-Marinette like. "A bit tangled up?" He asked dryly, jumping up at the Victimizer.

Without her ribbons, surely she'd be kind of helpless, right? Maybe?

Chat met her back on the roof top, her seething. Dashing at her, he lunged for her left hand, but she pulled away. He needed to catch her now.

He looked at the tennis net. Maybe it could work.

"I'll take your Miraculous, Chat Noir!" she called, lunging at him again.

He jumped backwards to the net. "CATACLYSM!" he yelled, resting his hand on the strings that kept the net tightly attached to its posts. The strings vaporized. Snatching the net, he saw the Victimizer charging at him, and he side-stepped, throwing out the net. She gasped, tripping over herself and falling head-first into the net. Chat grabbed the macaron from her hand and crumbled it. It worked.

The black butterfly flew away.

Gasping, Chat Noir jumped and grabbed it in his hands, clasping it between the two. The famous question hung over his head.

"What now?"

I'd like to make a quick mention here to a review. The reviewer didn't understand why Marinette would suddenly become akumatized, as she has a higher self-esteem than that and is not one to back down. My answer is here.

Marinette, yes, has a high self-esteem. But I was trying to stress her selflessness. Marinette did not like the idea of her friends and class mates getting into trouble because of her. All because of Chloe, someone who constantly bullies people and gets away with it.

Hope that cleared it up :)

And thank you for the lovely reviews!