Merry Whumpmas Day 7: Hyperventilating

Merry Whumpmas Day 7: Hyperventilating

Fandom: Star Wars The Clone Wars

Summary: After Satine dies, Obi-wan lets everything settle when he gets to the temple.

    Mandalore was not kind to Obi-wan. Satine had been his first love. Nothing could ever quite get rid of that feeling. The love you have for your first love, me very completely disappears.

    Now she was gone. Darth Maul had taken her from the world. He had overtaken her planet and replaced her. Her presence was erased so easily.

    Obi-wan was home now. He stood in his room, alone. He looked around. The dim light from his window highlighted a small gold chain on his bedside table. He stared at it for just a moment before realizing what it was.

    It was Satine's. Back in the beginning of the Clone War, she had handed it to him. She complained that she was unable to detangle it and asked him to. Obi-wan, of course had agreed. He had gently placed it in his pocket. Then everyone got distracted.

    When Obi-wan had realized he still had it, he had detangled it. He had put it on the table so that he would remember to take it to her.

    On his way to Mandalore, Obi-wan had realized he had left it sitting in his room. Though he couldn't remember where he had put it. He had sighed, thinking that he would just give it to her then next time he saw her.

    Now it was all the Jedi had left of her.  He sat down on his bed and held it with tender hands. It had a simple blue pendant on it. He could never give it back to her.

    Memories of the two had already caused a flood in his mind. But now he was shaking. Satine was gone so fast. He missed her. Even if he barely saw her, knowing she was alive had been enough.

    Maul was hateful. He had taken too much from him. His father and first love had fallen at his hands. But who was next? If Maul only seemed to want Kenobi to suffer, who would be next?

    Air started to flow though Obi-wan's lungs faster than it should. It felt sharp. His chest rose and fell quickly. His shaking increased as a deep sensation of panic fled into his veins. His heart moved it around until his whole body felt paralyzed.

    Breathing became difficult. It felt like his body was attacking itself. Obi-wan brought his hands to his chest. A sickly feeling fell over him.

    Standing up, Kenobi tried to walk around his room. Pacing didn't seem to help. Instead, he sat against the wall. He felt like he was suffocating.

    What would happen if Maul got ahold of his family? He had already taken two of them from him. But what about Anakin? Cody and Ahsoka made him more nervous than anything.

    Anakin could hopefully handle himself. Obi-wan didn't want to doubt Ahsoka but he knew that she was young. She was smaller than him and he had already seen a Jedi he had worked with fall at his hands.

    Then there was Cody. Nothing he could do against Maul would save him. Guns could never compare to a lightsaber or the force. Only Kriff knows what he could do to him.

    As Obi-wan's breathing worsened, his thought became quicker. What would he do if something happened to them? How could he protect them? Would it be enough.

    Time passed slowly. The there was a knock at the door. But Obi-wan didn't hear it. He didn't think he could get up and off of the floor. All Kenobi could hear was his own breathing and his loud and quick heartbeat.

    That was the day Obi-wan learned that breathing too much could knock you out. He didn't remember Cody knocking on the door. He didn't remember him finding a way in and panicking when he found him on the floor, unconscious. He didn't remember being gently picked up and brought to the medical ward.

    But when he woke up, he was confused about where he was. "How did I get here?" he asked Cody almost as soon as he saw him.

    "You were unconscious on your floor. I had come to talk to you, I wanted to make sure you were alright." Cody answered his questions as he asked them.

    "Thank you Cody" he gently smiled. "I think I'm fine. Can you find one of the droids, I want to go back to my room." Obi-wan looked down at his hands. Something was missing.

    Before Cody had a chance to walk away, he realized Obi-wan looked panicked. He watched his breathing quicken and walked to his side. "Is everything alright?" He asked.

    "I should have had a necklace? Do you see-"

    Cody pulled something off of the table by the bed. "It's right here."

    Obi-wan took it and sighed. "Thank you."

    "Do you want me to put it on you?" The commander asked gently.

    The Jedi just nodded. He may not have her but at least he had a memory. He looked at Cody as he walked to find a doctor. At least he had him.

    The reason for his panic fled back in. Cody was too kind to be killed at the hands of Maul. Most everyone was. Maybe everything would be okay. Maybe Maul would never learn about them. Maybe, just maybe, he could sleep at night.

    The walk back to his room was silent. Cody had insisted on walking him back. Obi-wan thought it was sweet. As the door shut and he realized he was alone again. Kenobi didn't want to be alone. He tried to find a way to open that door again, to admit that he needed help.

    Then the door opened. "I'm sorry if this is overstepping sir. I just wanted to know if you needed anything."

    Obi-wan pulled him in the room. "Is it alright if you st- no this is childish. No thank you commander."

    "What do you need? I'm sure it's not-"

    "Can you stay here tonight? I just" Obi-wan sighed. "I don't want to be alone.

    Cody nodded. "Yes sir." The two talked for a while before Obi-wan said he was ready for bed. Staying on separate sides of the bed, the two went to bed. Maybe things could be okay after all.

Febuwhump Day 11: Time Loop

Fandom: The Bad Batch

Summary: Hunter keeps reliving the day Tech died and Omega was taken, desperately trying to stop it from happening.

    Walking up was something Hunter didn't want to do. When he awoke he would have to face the fact that Tech was dead and Omega was gone. He grabbed his blanket and pulled it closer to him. Hoping that Echo and Wrecker wouldn't notice, he pulled the thin blanket to his face and dried his tears. He didn't have the time to cry or to lie still.

    Getting up, Hunter looked around. Echo must have cleaned up. He swung his legs over the end of his bunk and stood up. Echo's bed had been made and so had Wrecker's, even though he never made it. Tech's bed had also been made. Resting a hand on the medal of his bunk, Hi ter thought that Echo must have made his as well.

    Then he heard it, Tech talking to Echo. Hunter stepped back. That wasn't possible. Had it all been a dream? The pain felt so real.

    Omega walked up to Hunter. "You looked tired so we got you go lay down. How are you feeling?" He didn't say anything. Instead he picked

    But things started to fall into place for those hellish days to happen. When Hunter realized they were going to Eriadu his heart sank. But that couldn't be right. That horrible day had been a dream, right?

    A few hours later Tech was hanging off the side of the rail car. "When have we ever followed orders?" He had sighed before shooting the only piece of metal that connected the cars.

    This time, instead of silents, Hunter called out for him. Almost immediately afterwards, he grabbed a hold of Omega, pulling her close to try to protect her.

    But they still ended up on Ord Mantell. Hunter was the one who required AZ to heal him. He was unconscious, making him unable to tell them about Cid's betrayal. It felt he was defenseless this time. As she was taken away, he still tried to follow her. It didn't matter, she was still gone.

    Then he woke up. Again.

    This time he would do it right. That's what Hunter had told himself at least. Trying to find a way to convince Saw Gerrera and his extremist to stop their attack, to wait just long enough for them to leave. But that didn't work.

    "Tech, we will find another way!" Hunter yelled as he claimed to the top of the rail car.

    "There is no other way, Hunter." Tech continued to follow what seemed to be his destiny.

    "When have we ever followed orders?" Again he shot the metal that connected the two cars. Again Hunter grabbed Omega. He moved to a different place in the car.

    Then he woke up on the Marauder. "Hunter, how are you feeling?" Echo asked.

    "I'm fine. Where's-" Hunter tried to sit up but couldn't. It hurt too much to move. "Where's Omega?"

    Wrecker walked into the room. He looked worried.

    "Hemlock has her." The man said.

    Then he woke up. Hunter didn't move. Maybe if he didn't move, nothing would happen.

    This time, Hunter killed Gerrera. Tech was stunned by his action but didn't say a word about it. However, the explosives still went off. Tech still went to the top of the rail car and he still called plan 99.

    "When have we ever followed orders?" Hunter mouthed along with the words. He knew them all too well. It had been three times he had gone through this after all.

    There had to be a way to stop this. Why else would he be stuck in a time lop like this? Was this a punishment for something he had done, for not saving them?

    Shoving Omega to Wrecker, Hunter turned around. As the rail car hit the wall, Hunter fell unconscious. Unlike every other time, he woke back up on the Marauder at the beginning of the day.

    "Oh" he whispered as he sat up. The man hadn't survived the crash. Hunter looked around. First he went to find the others. Grabbing Omega, he ok pulled her into a hug.

    "Hey Hunter!" She said, excited for the random hug. It didn't happen often. "Are you okay?" Her joy faded in to concern.

    "I'm okay." The man put down his daughter. "We'll be okay" he whispered.

    "I know. I trust you."

    Tears threatened to fall from his eyes. Hunter just smiled, "thank you." The girl didn't know know what he did. Hopefully she would never know that he knew.

    It didn't matter what happened, nothing changed. "There is no time Wrecker" Not again. "Plan 99." Hunter started to tear up. He couldn't do this. The conversation was engraved in the clones head.

    "Don't you do it Tech" Wrecker yelled. Hunter felt his mouth move to say something more.

    "When have we ever followed orders?"

    The rail car fell and Omega pulled in Hunter's arms, "go back, go back!"

    The car crashed and Hunter grabbed Omega quickly. They still had to go to Ord Mantell, that stayed the same. Then she was fine, again.

    Days went by, at least to Hunter. Over and over he watched as Tech sacrificed himself for his family. Then he would watch as Omega was taken from them. He was done.

    "Wrecker, stay here." This was new. This was a plan he hadn't tried yet.

    "What?! Why?" Wrecker droned.

    "In case we need a pickup."

    "Why me?" He winded

    "You are the most likely to get us caught." Tech said as he walked.

     "Okay." Sulking, Wrecker walked back in the ship.

     As the mission went forward, Hunter grew nauseous. What if this didn't work? He would just have to find out.

    When they boarded the rail car, everything seemed to be going as it had before. But this time, Hunter had already contacted their get-away driver. 

    There he was. Tech had gone to restore power to the rail car. Like every other time, he hung from the bottom of the car. "Echo, get Omega on the Marauder!" Hunter demanded.

    Wrecker kept the ship steady as the two made their way on board. Hunter had his gun ready. With the two left in the car, Echo ran to man the guns. He started shooting down the empire's air support.

    As the rail car creaked closer to falling, Hunter jumped on board. The car began to fall, Tech still dangling from below. The Sargent grabbed his gun and shot his brother with his safety line. He didn't expect the scream that would come from the end of the line clamping onto his brother's left arm and shoulder.

    Pulling him up seemed to hurt more. Tech's shoulder was bleeding. It looked painful, the way the clamp dug into his skin. But either way, he was alive. That's all that mattered now.

    Calling for one of his brothers, Hunter pulled Tech aboard. "You're gonna be okay Tech. We've got you."

    "Thank you" Tech said shakily. "I- I can't move my arm right now."

    "I know. We'll get you taken care of."

    "We'll head to Ord Mantell for AZ. He can-" Omega started.

    "No" Hunter interrupted. "There are doctors on Pabu. Someone there can help him. I-" he sighed, "don't trust Cid."

    "We can't just leave Az" the girl protested.

    "We won't. But right now we just need to take care of Tech. We can't do that if something happens on Ord Mantell." Omega looks like she wanted to say more but walked away to get Tech's bunk ready.

    While Tech's recovery would be difficult, it was better than him becoming a memory. Maybe that was a little selfish. Maybe his arm wouldn't heal but he was alive. That was enough

    After twelve attempts, everyone was alive. Tech was in a large amount of pain but he wasn't alone and dead at the bottom of the ravine. Omega may be mad at him but she wasn't taken by the empire. Hunter could fix that when he later sent Phee to pay their debts and to return Az.

    It was over. The painful two weeks were over.

Winter Whumperland Day 11: The Yule Goat (Stitches)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Summary: After getting injured, Cat Noir goes to Marinette's house to see if she could stitch him up.

    The akuma attack had nearly been silent. The only reason Cat Noir had responded was because he was already out patrolling the city. He had been avoiding going back home for a few hours now.

    For as quiet as it was, the creatures claws sure did dig deep. After the person has been freed, Adrien realized there were no miraculous ladybugs to fix his torn up arm. But he didn't know how to and he couldn't go to the ER without revealing his identity.

    The boy started to feel sick. He looked around at the nearby building and his eyes rested on Marinette's house. She knew how to sew so maybe she could help him out.

    Of course Adrien knew it wasn't the same. Stitches were different than regular sewing and there was different material needed for both. But she was his best shot.

    He jumped to her balcony and pulled the top hatch open. Then he stumbled inside. The noise woke up Marinette.

    "Cat Noir!?" She yelled.

    "Shhhh" Adrien brought a finger up to his lips.

    "Cat Noir?!" She whispered harshly. "What are you doing here?" Then she noticed the blood running down from his arm. "What happened?"

    "Akuma attack. Ladybug didn't show up and well, I can't go to the hospital so I was hoping you could help?"

    "Chat I can't just sew up your arm. There are certain ways that has to be done. I can't help you."

    "Marinette you are probably the only person who can help me. It'll be fine." After more pestering, she agreed under the condition that she finds a way to get the correct material. She took towels to his arm to try and stop the bleeding.

    "I'll be back. While I'm gone try to find a way to conceal your identity."

    Cat Noir nodded and Marinette ran down the stairs. She quickly but quietly snuck out of her home and went to a nearby alley to transform.

    "I don't know if this is such a good idea" Tiki voiced her concerns.

    "I don't either." With that she transformed and started towards a nearby hospital. She went to the roof and used her lucky charm to get inside. She walked down sets of stairs and tried to find stitches. She found a closet and grabbed them.

    Then she snuck back out. Ladybug swung her way back to her home with a pit of guilt in her heart. She de-transformed and walked back into her house. Wondering back up the stairs she stumbled but caught herself in the railing.

    "I'm back. Cat Noir had found a Ladybug mask that Marinette had put in a costume drawer. He wasn't wearing anything that could give him away as he was wearing plain black pants and a gray shirt.

    "Why are you on the floor?" Marinette asked as she walked over to him.

    "I found the mask but ummm, I'm really dizzy. I'm sure it's fine." Adrien tried to laugh it off.

    Marinette walked over to him and helped him up and to her desk chair. She pulled the pack of stitches out from her pocket and grabbed some gloves she had for crafts. Then she grabbed the needle carefully and threaded it.

Cat Noir seemed to calm. She was about to sew up his arm and he was just sitting there. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm okay. You just seem so, calm."

"This is nothing. I trust you with my life Marinette. I know you won't hurt me more than you have to. I'm not scared."

Marinette smiled softly. "Okay Chat." She took the needle and carefully started to stitch him up.

Tears formed in Adrien's eyes. He knew it would hurt. Blood came from the small holes in his skin. Marinette looked up at him.

Slowly she continued. She brought the needle in and out of his skin. As tears fell from his eyes, Adrien tried to stay still. He shook in pain. It was drizzling.

Slowly the two got through it. Marinette wrapped his arm and looked at him. "Maybe you should stay here. You don't look well."

"Oh no, that's okay." Adrien got up to leave but stumbled back down to the chair. "okay maybe."

After a moment, Marinette brought down some blankets and grabbed a pillow. "You could take the bed but I don't think it's a good idea for you to go up the ladder."

"Yeah probably not." The girl helped Adrien to the ground and he curled up in a blanket. "Thank you."

"Of course Kitty Cat. Sleep well."

"You too."

Febuwhump Day 5: Last Words (Alt Prompt 7)

Fandom: Star Wars The Clone Wars

Warning: character death.

Summary: Obi-wan is tired of listening to people's last words. First his master, then his first love. As he wakes up from a starship crash he begins to fear hearing Anakin's too.

  "Train the boy." That's what Qui-gon had told Obi-wan. That was his last words. "Train the boy."

    "Remember dear Obi-wan, I loved you always, I always will." Satine had told him as she laid in his arms, dying.

    As Anakin and him laid on the ground, in the aftermath of a crash, Obi-wan feared what was next. The two had been on another Jedi's cruiser. They had been sent to help him. Instead they were shot down.

    When awoke he tried to find Anakin first. He looked around. He had to be close. They had been talking when they crashed.

    There he was. Then he looked down at himself. He could feel all of him limbs, which was good. Blood ran from his injuries, a seemingly broken right leg, multiple lacerations and bruises, and he could feel the warmth of blood on his face. His body ached as he started to move.

    As Anakin started to shift, Obi-wan sighed. At least he was alive. He sat beside him for a moment, watching him move and breathe. When he regained consciousness the first thing he heard was his old master asking him if he was okay.

    The world was foggy. Anakin was in a world of pain, and fog. "Maybe" he answered. Obi-wan shook his head.

    "Okay." The Jedi looked around again. There were a few people in the room with them. None of them seemed to be moving. So he turned his attention back to Anakin.

    "I don't feel good" Anakin spoke.

    It had been a while since Obi-wan had heard that. It had been since the boy had been a Padawan. That felt like yesterday. But today Anakin was bleeding and in pain.

    "You'll be fine."

    Anakin started to look around. He looked at his own body, then at Obi-wan, then at the others. He wondered where the others where and why the room seemed to be getting darker. Everything felt fuzzy. The man looked back to himself. His mouth tasted salty.

    Looking around, Obi-wan tried to find something that could help them. He could smell the smoke and realized just how loud the alarms were. He tried to calm the Jedi they were with but he only got static in return. He figured that was all he would be getting.

    "Obi-wan?"

    "Yes Anakin?" Fear dove into Obi-wan's heart.

    "I don't think I'm okay." Anakin coughed, blood leaving his mouth.

    That wasn't good. "Just hold on." Obi-wan tried his comm again. He tried to reach out to the commander of the ship or maybe to the medic. The message went through, but there was no answer.

    "I'm just gonna start talking okay? I need you to do something for me. I need you to take Ashoka. Tell her-"

    "I won't do it again. I won't listen to last words again. I've done it to maybe times. I'm tired of it. So don't die. Please just, just stay alive." Tears welling in Obi-wan's eyes. "I don't want to lose you too."

    "Tell her I loved her, that she did good. Tell Padme I love her. Tell her I'm sorry for not coming home and that I'm sorry I can't meet my kid." It got harder to breathe. The room got darker and some pain started to subsided. Anakin knew he was dying. There was nothing he could do to stop it.

    "You don't listen very well." Obi-wan held Anakin's hand. "I'm not listening to dying words again so you can't die. Tell them yourself when we get home."

    "Tell Rex he's the best friend I could have asked for. Make sure the 501st gets the best Jedi they could." Anakin coughed again. More blood came out than last time.

    "Stop that. Stop it" Obi-wan cried. "I won't do this again. I-I can't."

    "Obi-wan" Anakin breathed "I'm sorry."

    "For?"

    "Making you do this again" he whispered. "you're the best master, brother, I could have asked for." Anakin's voice started to quite. "I love y-" his voice faded with his life.

    "Anakin?" Obi-wan started to shake him a little. He knew the truth but couldn't face it. "Anakin get up. Get up."

    In the hall soldiers tried to get the door open. They pressed pieces of metal in-between the doors to try and pry it open.

    "Train the boy."

    "Remember dear Obi-wan, I loved you always, I always will."

    "I love you."

    Obi-wan couldn't do it again. "Anakin. Get. Up." He grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a hug. He sobbed. He had never been able to cry when he lost them. Sure later, but never then.

   "Train the boy."

    "I loved you always, I always will."

    "I love you."

    The words haunted him. They always would.

    How could he lose three of the most important people in his life? How did he look at Padme and tell her that Anakin would never be coming home? How should he look at Ashoka knowing that they have both lost a brother and how could he look at Rex and tell him?

    The door was finally opened. A few troopers came through the doorway. They were stunned to see the sight in front of them.

    "General?" The commander asked.

    "I'm sorry Anakin. I love you too. I'm sorry." Obi-wan whispered.

    "Commander, none of them are alive. Just the general" whispered the medic of the battalion. "We need to get out of here. Do you grab him?"

    "Not yet. Give him some time." The officer gestured to him, "were not the only ones who lost someone today."

    The clones stood there for a moment before Commander Bandit walked over to the grieving man. "General." Obi-wan jumped. He turned around to see a few soldiers.

    "Oh" it took a moment before he stopped crying. "I'm sorry commander." He almost felt embarrassed. "Are there more survivors?"

    Bandit nodded. He put his hands on the general's shoulders and gave him a hug. "It will be okay."

    When the end of the mission came, Obi-wan was sent back to the temple. He left to find Padme as soon as he was cleared medically. When he got to her home, he stood outside the door for a long time.

    The door opened. Padme had in a nice dress, though Obi-wan wasn't sure where he was going. "Oh Obi-wan. What a nice surprise." She looked at him a little longer, "what happened? Come in."

    Obi-wan did as he was told. He sat on a chair by the door and sighed, "Padme, I have to tell you something."

    "Is everything okay?" She asked. Obi-wan knew he was about to destroy her.

    "No. I'm sorry but Anakin, Anakin's" the word would leave his mouth. He sighed. "Anakin's gone I'm sorry."

    So he held her as she cried. It felt like hours but it was hours he didn't mind spending.

    Eventually she let go. "He had a few things for me to to tell you." Obi-wan started by explaining what had happened. "He told me to tell you that he loves you. I love her. He said that he's sorry he can't meet your kid and that he's sorry for not coming home."

    Padme nodded. "I'm going to call Bail. I might stay with a friend for a while." She stood, "thank you for telling me." She gave him a hug.

    Obi-wan just stood. He hugged her back. Then he said his goodbyes and let for the temple. There was some else he needed to talk.

    On the way the Jedi commed Master Yoda. "Master? Do you have moment?"

    "I do. Sorry about young Skywalker, I am. Close you were."

    "Thank you master. I need to talk to you about the 501st. I need the Jedi general to be run last me. I promised Anakin that they would safe."

    "Make sure you can, I will. Safe they will be."

    "Thank you master." He ended the transmission and continued his walk to the temple.

    There he found Rex and Ashoka. He told them together. "Rex" the Jedi's voice shook, he wanted me to tell you something. He said that you were the best friend he could have asked for.."

    Rex smiled sadly. "He was my best friend too."

    "Ashoka, he wanted me to keep teaching you. He said that he loved you." Ashoka grabbed Obi-wan, "he said that you did go." She cried as he held her. "We'll be okay."

    "I know I just miss him that's all."

    "Me too."

Februwhump Day 1: Helpless

Fandom: Star Wars Rebels

Summary: Kanan opens up about 66.

  It was time. Kanan had never told anyone about order 66. He sat down with Hera and sighed. "Hey love, how are you doing?"

    Kanan didn't answer. He looked at her.

    "I know today is hard on you. Just let me know if you need anything." She stood, assuming like every year, he wanted to be alone.

    "I felt helpless." He spoke. "I was helpless."

    Hera turned around and sat back down in the pilot's chair. She watched Kanan as he shifted, trying to make himself more comfortable.

    "When they killed my master, I had been walking with a few clones. The group was called the bad batch. They had some genetic mutations. That's probably what saved me." Tears already threatened to spill from his eyes.

    "I heard shots. I turned around and the men were trying to kill her. I- I ran. She told me to. It was the last thing she ever said. The bad batch had ignored the order, other than one. They let me go."

    The Jedi looked up at Hera for the first time since he started talking. "I was helpless. From then until I met you, I felt so helpless. It was like I couldn't get control of my own life. Rather it was the alcohol or the memories, I just couldn't."

    The pilot grabbed Kanan's hand gently. "It's okay."

    "I've only felt that helpless a few times. I watched her die Hera. I couldn't save her. I felt that way when Ezra fell back when the Grand Inquisitor died. I thought-" his voice broke. "I can't do that again."

    Tears fell down his face. Hera pulled him into a hug. They stayed there for a minute before Kanan pulled back. "I feel helpless to fate."

    "It's going to be okay."

    "Okay."

Winter Whumperland Day 7: Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer (Self Sacrifice)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Summary: During an akuma attack, Cat Noir decided he had to protect Ladybug. No matter what.

Part 2: soon. Part 3: soon

    Adrien was never good about self preservation. It only got worse when he became Cat Noir. It seemed that  sometimes the only way to win, was for him to take the fall, for him to die.

    Monarch was a terrible man. No matter how you looked at it, he was a horrible human being. All of his morals must have left his body as soon as he started to torment Paris. Maybe he never had any at all.

    It felt like a normal day. Then it wasn't. As Adrien walked out of the school building, the sky erupted with fireworks. He looked at the sky then looked around.

    Ducking into an alley, he put his bookbag in a safe spot and transformed. The Cat Noir was off.

    When he arrived, he saw Ladybug was already there. She looked at him and back to the villain. "We have quite the ordeal going on" she joked.

    "Don't they just have an explosive personality." Cat Noir laughed.

    Paris started to catch fire. The fireworks ashes cought on the dry leaves. That's when Ladybug and Cat Noir started to panic. They couldn't get the villain under control.

    Explosive started to grow more violent. He started to shoot the fireworks are bistanders. The heros did their best to keep them safe. Ladybug called her lucky charm and was given a fire extinguisher. She almost immediately knew what to do. Out out small fires as she fought.

    As the two tried to maintain some sort of damage control to protect the citizens, they soon lost the extinguisher. Explosive had taken it and thrown it into the water. Well they tried to find it couldn't.

    They stood on top of buildings trying to find a large parking lot or maybe a large skate park. The heroes tried to ignore the sirens and house alarms all caused by the fires.

    "Kitty" Ladybug had yelled, "there's a skate park over there! Maybe we can keep the fires down."

    "Good idea m'lady. Lets see if he'll just roll with it." Cat Noir answered, laughing at his own joke. Then they left for the park.

    When they arrived, the heros used the ramps to their advantage. They were able to use them to duck behind.

    But when Explosive came up behind Ladybug, Adrien's heart sank. He went to get her away from him but she had been thrown to the ground.

    As soon as he took his aim at her, Adrien expected his fate. He wasn't sure if his miraculous could protect him this time. He knew that her lucky care was gone so if he died, that was it. He jumped down to her, his back turned to the villain as he shot.

  Black cats are said to be bad luck. And maybe he was. Maybe this was it.

    But Adrien didn't care. She was his lady. He was her side kick, he protecter. He was meant for destruction, didn't it only make sense that he was destroyed?

    Even with the protective powers of the miraculous, fireworks could be a death sentence. But out of the two, Ladybug was more important. She could fix things. He just broke them.

    The pain was extreme. It was a smaller firework, one that would likely be allowed in most US states. It still burned. All Cat Noir heard was Ladybug calling for him. Her voice was shaky and she sounded so scared.

    It would all be worth it if she was okay. That's all he cares about. After all, why did Paris need Cat Noir when Ladybug didn't even need him sometimes. As he slipped unconscious he smiled. He had done what he was supposed to and nothing could change that. Ladybug would save Paris again. The sun would rise without him.