"Mari, please! Snap out of it," he screamed out to me, "This isnt you!"

I cackled at the little kitty, "You think you know me?" I gathered the dark energy from my heart, and collected it into my hand, "And my name isn't Mari. It's Dark Priestess." I say calmly as bring my hand up. Chat Noir is only a few feet from me, "You're in my way. Move, mongrel, or I won't hesitate to kill you."

His eyes soften at that, "Then kill me," he says sternly, "because I'm not going to stop until I get my Princess back."

I feel my heart quicken, and it only pisses me off. I can feel Marinette fighting to gain control. I let the energy blast from my hand fade and grasp my head, shaking it back and forth, "You little bitch!" I bellow, "You're never regaining control! You're weak!"

I heard the cat begin to call to her, and her voice comes through my lips.

"C-chat...please, run!"

"No! You have to fight it!"

"I can't! She's too strong! Please, go, she'll kill y-" She screams as I force her to the back of my head.

I let out a cough and regain my composure, then wipe my shoulders, "My, my. What a girl, that one." I say, sarcastically. She was so easy to take over, so heartbroken and sad. It was almost like she was begging to be akumatized. Poor Marinette, and her fragile little heart. So in love with Adrien and when she heard he was in love with another, well here I am. I look to the cat, "Everyone will lose their loves, just like me."

And that was my one and only mission, "Enchantment." I say, slowly. A bow with a single arrow forms in my hands, "Huh, I guess this is what is going to kill you, cat."

He lowers his eyes to the ground, "Do what you have to do." He says, throwing his baton to his feet, "I won't fight you."

"Very well," I return, with a shrug, "Goodbye, Chat Noir." I mimick his signature two finger salute as I pull back the bow before I can let it go I hear her in my head, "Please! Please, don't do this!"

A smile forms on my face as I let the arrow fly.

NO!I gasp and fall the the ground, I feel weak.

This body is mine! You're not welcome here!Before everything turns black, I see a black butterfly fall out of my chest.

...

I slowly regain my vision. I look up and see my kitty pierced to the wall by an arrow, "No!" I jump to my feet and run to him, "No, Chat!"

When I fall before him I let my tears flow freely, "I-I am so sorry!" I sob. I hold his face in my hands, "Please, open your eyes, kitty."

When I did not hear his voice, my heart stopped. I did not hold back as I screamed, my head fell into my hands, "No..." I breath out between sobs.

"Mari...nette."

I gasp and my eyes shoot up. My kittys beautiful emerald eyes are staring back at me. I slowly reach my hand up to touch his face and he nuzzles my palm, "You're alive." I mutter.

He smirks at me, "Its gonna take more than a measly little arrow to take your kitty down." He tells me as he rips the arrow out of his shoulder, he grunts softy as he throws it to the ground. My worried expression must have been obvious because he runs his gloved hand gently down my cheek, "It will heal by tomorrow." He reassures me. I grasp his hand in my and rub my thumb over his palm.

"I thought I killed you."

"I thought you were going to kill me."

We stare into each others eyes for a moment before laughter overtakes us. Chat hissed and grabbed his shoulder. I am immediately worried, "Don't mo-"

He presses his finger to my lips and repeats, "It will be healed by morning." He extends his hand to me, "Does my Princess need a lift home?" He asked with a raised brow.

I giggle and take hold of it, and he wraps me into his arms, "Yes, please, Kitty."

As he jumps into the air, and I gaze up at him.

Maybe I have been loving the wrong person all along.

I snuggle into his chest and baske in the scent that is Chat Noir.

...

As we land on the balcony I feel anxious. I don't want my kitty cat to leave. He sets on my feet gently, and I glance up at him only to see his eyes on me in an intense gaze.

I feel warmth flood my cheeks and look away, "I'm so sorry, Chat." I whisper.

In response he only runs his fingers through my hair, "I understand if you don't want to come visit me anymore." I tell him as I pull myself from him. I get no response and I let a tear fall from my cheek. I turn my back from him and begin to walk away, "Goodnight, Kitty."

I feel his hand on my wrist then, "Mari, I will visit you everyday, until you tell me not to." He says softly. I turn back to him and before I can reply, I feel his lips on mine.

The kiss was small, and shy, but it was a kiss.

And I loved it.

He pulled his lips away from mine slowly, and I stare up into his emerald eyes in shock.

He gives me a small smile, "Goodnight, my Princess." He gives my hand a small squeeze and backs away, "Until next time."

I watch him until he disappears, with a smile stretched across my face. I touch my lips, and giggle to myself, "Until next time, kitty."

Maybe I do love the wrong person.