Gotham, I'm Back

~ 2.~

A/N Okay, so we finished with a cliffhanger, right? Great, here goes the next part.

!BLOOD WARNING!

Still Mari's POV

I walked into the bakery and saw Chat... and my parents in a puddle of blood. He was kicking and stabbing their bodies, his eyes showed his nature. Psycho. I was so scared and shocked that I stood there until Chat said:

--I've been rejected for too long. If m'lady can't love me than you will and nobody will stand between us.--

With the little strength I had left, I grabbed his ring, ran up the stairs to my room and locked the trapdoor making my way to the balcony, when I felt something sting my neck and I passed out. The last thing I heard was Chat's furious scream.

When I woke up I saw that I was in a room with no windows and I was tied to a chair. Furthermore, I saw another chair with a boy on it. He had raven hair and was pretty handsome. He woke up and I saw his eyes. They were a piercing green color with swirls of yellow.  I momentarily got lost in them. Gosh, I need to stop falling for green-eyed boys. I made a knife appear, cut the ropes and freed him when he asked.

Damian's POV

I was sketching in my room when I heard a shuffle. I looked behind but no one was there. Then felt a sting and passed out.

I woke up in a room, tied to a chair with some girl. She was already awake. She pulled a knife from literally nowhere and freed us both. Her eyes were so blue I couldn't help, but stare. I was curious so I asked:

--Who are you?-- And she replied:

--Marinette Dupain-Cheng, but friends call me Mari. And you?--

--Damian, Damian Wayne.--

I expected her to cling on me, because of my name, but she just shrugged it off. I opened my mouth to speak, but then the door opened and none other than my mother - Thalia Al-Ghul walked in with two assassins.

--Mother.-- I said with as much venom as I could. --Why did you bring us here.--

--That's simple honey, you're going to be betrothed. That way the League and the Order of Guardians will have an alliance.--

Just then a little bug-mouse flew out of the girl's purse and started screaming.

--Talia fucking Al-Ghul! Free my chosen this instant or I will have Plagg cataclysm your ass off!--

She just laughed and had the assassins take us to separate rooms. I was ordered to get dressed in an assassin armor and then the men took me to the altar. I then saw Marinette in a white dress, in which she looked beautiful. Wait, WHAT? Did I just call somebody by their first name AND complimented them?

The person leading the ceremony made us kneel down and cut our arms. He than mixed the blood with water from the lazarus pit and had us drink it. We than got locked in a soundproof room with a bed, wardrobe and coffee table.

--Sorry for dragging you into this, Angel.--

--No, it's not your fault, it's your mother's. Wait, what did you call me?-- 

Shit.

--Angel? Because you look like one and...--

--I don't mind. We're husband and wife now, aren't we?--

--Well, in a weird way yes.--

--So, mind telling me a bit about yourself?--

--Not at all Angel.--

I told her about being Robin, about my brothers and sisters, my life in the league. About the fact that I am the only blood son of Bruce Wayne, about Alfred, Alfred the Cat, Batcow, Titus. About my death and bringing back to life.

In exchange she told me about being Ladybug and the Guardian, about being MDC and Nettie, about the death of her parents. She told me also about the akumas, about being Jagged's honorary niece, about the bullying, about her ex-friends, about Lila Rossi and how her old bully became her best friend. By the and of it all she was crying, so I comforted her and tried to kiss her cheek, but she turned her head and it turned out as a kiss on the lips

To my surprise, I found myself falling for the petite blunette, so I just blurted.

--I think I love you Miss Marinette.--

--I think I love you too Monsieur Wayne.--

A/N Short chapter I know. {It's not one of my best works so sorry. I may end up editing it later on, but for now it's this.} Hope you enjoy.

Now edited!

Cat Out, QueenBastet