The rain poured that night. Water pooled the streets. The wind blew umbrella's in the other direction and people's shoes were soaked. Paris was covered by a grey sky as the sun left the horizon and the moon rose. The city never looked so beautiful.

But the night was nowhere near beautiful to the people of the city. To Angela, she came to the conclusion that her son was caught up in the akuma attack. She still cried in the morning and had to take pills just to keep her insomnia at bay.

Nino had to juggle the move of his best friend while trying to cover the business he wanted to open under his home. He had to take double shifts at both of his jobs so he could pay the loans he asked for from the bank. His night was busied with the bills he tried to cover.

Alya had to deal with telling her parents how she failed two of her classes. Someone also made a complaint to her and Marinette's apartment building saying that they cause a nighttime disturbance. That night she was going through the struggles of college as would a normal young adult that continued to go to school.

Tom and Sabine were keeping cozy in their home. Keeping themselves warm, each taking to their own duties. Tom baked the orders in the bakery while Sabine filled in the bakeries invoices upstairs. The two listened to the music they played through the speakers in the bakery and upstairs. Tom swung his hips and hummed as he frost cake. Sabine came walking down the stairs when she jumped at the loud knock that came from the front of the bakery's door. She gave her husband a curious look.

Tom wiped his hands on his aprons and Sabine walked over to unlock the door. Tom came up behind her. She looked over her shoulder and opened the door. Chat Noir stood in the rain in front of the bakery door. He faced the parents of the woman he loved. They did not know of his love for their daughter though. They didn't even know the reason for the hero's presence.

"Chat Noir?" Tom asked. He let out a heavy sigh as he heard Tom's question. His mouth hung open while he stood there in front of the two adults.

"Son, what are you doing out in the rain?"

Tom ushered Chat inside but the hero shook his head and pushed back against the large mans' arm. He kept shaking his head until he lifted his hands to his face. He pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes.

"I-" Chat took a deep breath. "I-I need-a tell you, both of you. I need to tell you two something." Chat tripped over his words. He had to catch his breath each time he spoke.

"Aren't you cold?" Sabine wondered. Chat looked down at himself. Water dripped down his body but had no effect on him.

"It's a-about..."

Chat looked up. As much as he couldn't bare to speak the words, they were the truth. He would rather tell the parents of the woman he loved the truth while looking them in the eye than have his head down like he was ashamed. He wasn't ashamed, he was hurt. And he had to get through it. He sniffled.

"...Marinette." He finished. The Dupain-Chengs froze. Sabine reached for Tom's hand on her shoulder.

"Is she okay?" Chat started to cry once again. He couldn't count how many time he had started crying. He told himself that the time before was going to be the last time he cried about this. He couldn't help it though.

"No." Chat choked out. His throat was tight and he felt like it was only getting tighter.

"She's not. She's not okay. I'm so sorry." He thought about what he would tell Marinette's parents' numerous amounts of times. But when he tried to tell them he couldn't speak the lie he came up with.

"Me and Ladybug we had to clear the area near Vincent Avenue. There was a bomb and-and two-" Chat squeezed his eyes shut and tightened his hands, turning them into fists. He raised his head to look back up at the Dupain-Chengs.

"-three. There were three akumatized civilians. We thought we got rid of all the victims in the area. The akuma's were- were. They were very dangerous, like nothing I've seen before." He stopped, his lips frozen as his mouth hung open. Sabine had her other hand covering her mouth and tears were starting to fill her eyes. Tom's jaw was clenched and his other hand was in a fist.

"I'm sorry. Someone named the-the Commander? Yeah, he shot her in the stomach on the street. She was trying to run out of a building while me and her- Ladybug. While I and Ladybug were fighting the three akuma's but we were lacking in the battle and didn't see her. He shot her and then this other akuma. I don't know what his power is but it was like she was burnt wood a-and its ashes were scattered due to the wind." His voice got quieter each time he struggled to speak. By the time he finished explaining his lie, he was whispering.

"I'm sorry." Marinette's parents were crying. Sabine's face was red, her back in Tom's chest. His arms were wrapped around his wife as he buried his face in her hair.

"I'm so sorry." Chat repeated. Tom shook his head but stayed silent. The hero turned and walked away from the bakery. He crossed the street and bumped into someone. Chat stopped. He couldn't muster an apology.

"Chat Noir?" Alya asked. Chat crumbled. He lifted his head to face both Alya and Nino huddled under an umbrella.

"What?" Chat licked his lips. "What are you two doing out here?" Nino jerked his thumb behind himself at the bakery.

"We came to check if our friend - Marinette - if she was staying at her parents tonight. She's not answering her phone so we thought we would come and see." Nino answered.

"She's not." Chat informed the couple.

"How do you know?" Alya asked. Chat inhaled a large breath.

"Cause she's dead." He spat. Alya looked down at the ground. Nino raised an eyebrow.

"Can you repeat that?"

"She died in an akuma attack. I'm sorry for your lost." He swallowed his pride and scolded himself for sounding so cold, so harsh. Chat turned but someone grabbed his arm and made he turn back around. Alya slapped him across the face.

"You're lying." Alya licked her lips. "You... There's n-no way."

Chat could hear her shaky breath. Nino wrapped his arms around her. She started to cry and Chat just stood there. He wished he could comfort her the way Nino was but he couldn't even comfort himself. Chat turned around and left the two on the corner of the street.

The rain was still pouring. Chat didn't mind that he was soaking wet. He didn't care that he was still out in the rain either. His hair was stuck to his face and his suit didn't seem to have any effect. And then it hit him like really hit him. Marinette was dead.

He ran off the street and jumped as high as he could to the nearest building. H kept running Nd jumping the building of Paris. He couldn't handle staying still. The stage of depression was over for him and now all he felt was anger.

Chat Noir was so angry with himself. Maybe he couldn't get the akuma before it touched her hearing. Maybe he touched her ear with his cataclysm. That was it. He touched her. It would make sense. Akuma's don't disintegrate people they turn them into something their not. But Chat's cataclysm, that destroys things, it kills things. He killed the woman he loved. He killed the saviour of Paris.

Chat killed Marinette and she was Ladybug. His head was spinning. He couldn't understand anything. Tears streaked his cheeks as the wind it his face while he ran. Chat jumped onto the Effiel Tower with a loud thump. He huffed as he stood up. Anger coursed through his blood. His fist met with the heavy metal of the Eiffel tower. He kept punching it until his arms grew sore. His chest rose and dropped rapidly.

Chat turned to the city he failed. He was supposed to help them by being by Ladybug's side and protecting her. Instead, he killed her. Hawkmoth was gone and he didn't know if that was a good thing or not. He didn't know anything. The hero was just so confused. He couldn't even call himself that, a hero. He was a murderer.

Chat walked to the edge of the building. His toes hung off the edge the slightest bit.

"Kid!" He heard Plagg worn. He didn't care what Plagg said though. "You're still bleeding, please, just wait you won't heal completely!" Chat put one foot off the edge. "Adrien!"

He stepped over the edge and down Chat Noir went. He imagined Marinette on the night of Adrien's last show. How they danced like they would when they were younger. Her smile shined through his mind as he fell. He smiled to himself wishing that that would be his last memory.

Adrien was curled up into a ball on his bed, his covers thrown to the floor. He rolled in his bed. His eyes slowly opened to see his bedroom wall.

"What?" He croaked.

"You're finally awake," Plagg spoke. Adrien turned to face his kwami. He rose from his lying position. His knees pressed against his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs.

"How did I get here?" Adrien recognised the place as the room he recently moved into.

"How did you get here? Really? That's your question. Then let me ask you one of my own, why did you jump off the Effiel Tower!?" Adrien dug his face into his arms. "Kid, I know it hurts. I know you're upset but you can't put yourself in danger like that. I couldn't heal you, the miraculous couldn't help so you have a few scratches and bruises. Maybe a scar or two." Plagg gulped.

"I- Plagg you do-" The door opened. Adrien snapped his towards Nino and Plagg hid under the bed. "Nino."

Adrien remembered his best friends' face when he told him that Marinette was dead, as Chat Noir. As Nino leaned against Adrien's doorway the same expression rested upon his face. It was mixed with fear and anxiety. Adrien had never seen his friend like that. He told himself in that moment, that he never wanted to. No matter the reason, no matter the cause he didn't want to see his friend in so much pain.

"Hey, man." Nino walked over to Adrien's bed and sat at the end of it. "We need to talk." Adrien's disguised smile twitched.

"What's wrong?" Nino bit his lip.

"I'm so sorry, Adrien." Tears fell Nino's cheeks. He wasn't wearing his hat and even though they were all grown up now he still had it, he barely took it off.

Adrien crawled over to sit next to Nino. "What happened?" He didn't know why he was asking such stupid questions because he already knew. He already knew what was wrong, he knew that something was gone and it could never return. He knew that someone was no longer with them. Nino lifted his head to look at him.

"Marinette's dead."

For some reason, it happened all over again. Her death replayed in Adrien's head. He choked on the air he breathed and his eyes started to water. Even though he knew this information, that Marinette was dead he still couldn't digest it. His acting went to a whole new level when it felt real. It took it has it was the first time he heard the news even though it wasn't it felt like that. So, he couldn't help the throb in his heart or the aching in his chest. His head hurt from the sadness he had been feeling all day. Maybe it was from his fall.

"She's dead?"

"I'm sorry. I really am, Adrien. She's gone."

Everything fell silent. It all stopped. But this time Adrien was frozen alone. Nino was there with him mourning the death of a person they both loved. For some reason, Adrien felt better realising that he wasn't alone.

"Does, do- um..." Adrien planned his words before he spoke this time. "Do her parents know?" Nino nodded.

"Chat Noir told them. He actually told me and Alya."

"Where's Alya?" Adrien tried to avoid the topic of Marinette's death, he felt better that way.

"With her family." Adrien nodded. He bit his lip.

"Why?" Adrien whispered. Nino looked at Adrien. Tears started to fall down Nino's face again.

"Who the hell knows man? She didn't deserve to die."

Nino wrapped his arm around Adrien's shoulders. Surprisingly he knew exactly what Adrien was asking himself. Adrien felt so conflicted with himself because he was thankful for that, it made the weight on his heart a little less knowing that Nino was his friend. Marinette was his friend too. She became more than that. She became his first love. He wouldn't trade that experience with anyone.

"I love her," Adrien confessed to Nino.

"She knew." Nino smiled despite his tears.

"I guess I wasn't as subtle as I thought." Adrien showed a small smile as well.

Pretending to hear the news of Marinette's death became a reality. He was no longer faking his grief. Adrien relived the information with his best friend. They both comforted each other and they both cried. They stayed in Adrien's room for the whole night. By the time they came out the clock struck 3 am. Their eyes were puffy and they were tired. Nino ordered food, Adrien set up the tv and they didn't sleep at all.