Class Fight

Luka, Marinette, and the rest of Kitty Section were smiling and laughing while leaving the television studio. Marinette was lightly blushing as she talked with the blue-haired boy. Since he practically confessed his love to her, she couldn't help but feel her heart race against her chest. To think Luka likes her. She wouldn't have thought that to be possible.

"Agh!" The group turned to look in front of them. Their eyes widen when they saw civilians running while screaming cries. Some people were on their knees, crying loudly, others were whimpering while holding their chests. Those who were not being affected were soon hit by a slice beam of black music notes, and they started to cry as well. There was a loud piercing cry coming from above them. 

"How does it feel?!" Marinette ripped her gaze from the civilians and turned to see the person behind the sudden burst of sadness. Her eyes widen when she saw you flying on an enormous guitar pick. "The sadness of heartbreak! Isn't it wonderful?!"

You let out another screech. This time the entire group covered their ears from it. Marinette's brows furrowed as she looked at you. "(y/n)?"

The teenage girl looked at Luka. He didn't seem confused like Marinette. He seemed worried. Worried about his best friend. What happened to her? What could have caused her to become a victim of Hawkmoth's evil plan to steal the miraculous? 

"We have to get out of here" Marinette grabbed the group's attention. They nodded and began to run back inside the studio. That was until they were stopped by you. You had landed in front of them. A sadistic smirk plastered your lips. 

"Where do my kitties think they're going?" You mocked. 

"(y/n), what - Ah!" Juleka tried to talk to you, but you had waved your pick. The slash of music notes hit her on the chest. The sudden pain caused her to take a step back. Rose grabbed hold of her just as you slashed her with your powers as well. 

"Rose! Juleka!" Ivan called when you slashed him as well. The three held their chest as they began to weep. They felt the pain you were feeling. The feeling of heartbreak. It began to cloud their minds. Ivan began to weep his girlfriend's name into his hands. "Mylene..."

"Juleka" Rose cried loudly.

"Rose" The punk girl responded to her girlfriend crying.

"That's right, my kitties" You cooed. "Feel my pain."

While you were distracted with those three, Luka had grabbed Marinette's hand and dragged her to safety. You turned your head toward them, glaring. How dare they run off together?! You let out another screech in their direction. 

I have to make them feel my pain. You thought. I have to make Luka understand my emotions. I have to make Marinette suffer. Make Luka regret not choosing you. Make Marinette suffer. 

"Luka!" Marinette turned to the boy. His eyes were closed shut as he covered his ears. It was obvious that he was having trouble resisting your power. But that didn't stop him from running back to you. He stopped covering his ears and his eyes burned with determination. A determination to get through to you. 

"(y/n)!" Luka stopped a few feet away from you. You closed your mouth shut, glaring at him. His worried expression for you was soon painted with pain as he noticed tears running down your cheeks. It hurts seeing you like this. "(y/n), stop this! This isn't you!"

"Why would I stop?" You smirked. "I want all of Paris to feel my pain. I want everyone to suffer as much as I have! I want to share my heartbreak with them!"

"Heartbreak?" Luka dared to take a step forward. He had completely forgotten that you're akumatized right now. He forgot that you can attack him at any moment. He forgot because it didn't feel like that right now. Because he's not seeing you as an akumatized villain. He's seeing you as his best friend who is hurting. Luka hates seeing you cry. He hates seeing you in any sort of pain. "(y/n), who hurt you?"

"Why do you care?" You scoffed. 

"Because I want to help you" Luka pleaded. "I hate seeing you like this. I'm your best friend, let me -"

"I hate that damn word!" You let out another screech toward him. Best friend. . God, you hated it. You hate that word with a burning passion. Why does he constantly have to remind you of that? Why is he always reminding you of your place in his heart? Why can't you be more? More than a friend. More than another sister. You want more.

Right as the vibrations of your scream were going to reach the blue-haired boy, he was pulled back by something else. A string wrapped itself around him and dragged him away from you. He looked to see the one and only Ladybug. Her bright blue eyes focused solely on you. Her jaw clenched as she thought about what could have caused you to be this way. 

"Ladybug!" Luka grabbed the female hero's attention. Her yo-yo string unwrapped itself from him. Ladybug noticed the worried expression the boy wore. His brows were knitted together, and his blue eyes were pleading for her to help. "Please, help (y/n). She's my best friend. I - I don't know what's gotten into her"

"Don't worry. Chat Noir and I would handle this" She nodded her head. 

You heard Hawkmoth's voice in your head. Seeing the sight of the red and black-suited hero and Luka made you angry. You remember how fond Luka is of Ladybug. You remember her being rude to you while you were Phoenix. "With pleasure, Hawkmoth"

You threw your guitar pick up into the air, jumping up high, and landing on top of it. Luka and Ladybug noticed how you were flying towards them. The female hero grabbed Luka and both of them managed to dodge your attack. 

"(y/n)!" Luka called.

"I'm not (y/n)!" You yelled at him. Your (e/c) colored eyes, which were usually shining so bright with happiness, were now filled with anger as you glared daggers at him. You held your head up high, looking down at him and Ladybug. "I am Lamenter! And you, along with all of Paris, would experience my heartbreak!"

"We got to get you to safety" Ladybug swung her yo-yo around as a shield from your screams. Grunting, you flew off of your guitar pick and began to swing it around. Blasts of music notes were being harshly thrown toward Ladybug. 

"I'm not leaving (y/n)" Luka gave her a determined expression. He really cares deeply for her. Ladybug thought. She sighed and looked back at you. It's clear that the akuma is in the pick, but with the amount of force Ladybug was taking in by your blasts, there's no way she could get to you. That was when she saw a flash of black leather out of the corners of her eye. Chat Noir had arrived. He threw his baton in front of Ladybug, grabbing your attention. 

"Need some help, my lady" Chat smiled at the female hero. 

"Distracting our new friend would be quite helpful, kitty-cat" She returned the gesture.

"Will do" Chat ran toward you. He was going to fight you hand-on-hand. (y/n)'s attacks only work long distances! Great thinking, Chat. Ladybug smiled. 

But unfortunately for the two heroes, you were already expecting this. You had gotten back up on your pick just when Chat went to throw a punch at you, eventually hitting nothing but air. You took hold of his wrist with your left hand, flipping in midair and twisting your body so your right hand wrapping itself around Chat's shoulders and neck. You dragged the male hero down to the ground, pinning him down with your elbow. He felt the air being knocked out of him.