Ahhhh, I'm such a horrible writer for not updating, I'm sawwwwwwyyyyy, anyway thanks for 61 reads already!

Anywho, continue my little gremli- I mean angels 😁

(Warning, self harm)

Mari PoV

I'm just sitting, in this room. This room..., there is no point to turn that light on. After all, even if I did, it wouldn't take away my dark thoughts. No light could, not now.

My mind shifted to the red Kwami kindly giving me some space to recollect myself...Tikki.... at least I'm feeding her. I don't matter at the moment. I don't deserve it.

It should've been me to die, I should be dead right now! Not them.

Blood, death, broken, shattered, blood, blood.

Your nothing,

I know....

"AHHHHHHHH" a scream dragged me out of the mangled place I call my head.

"Yeyyy, an akumaaaa" I cheered sarcastically as I took a quick glimpse to the mirror as I passed it.

Disgusting....

"Ughhhh, tikki?!" I shout-asked for tikki while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I don't even understand why I have sleep in my eyes though.... I haven't slept since my black out yesterday.

"You sure mari?" She said cautiously, being the only one who knows what happened, she is quite concerned, even though I don't want her to be.

"I'm fine, just fine. Tikki, spots on!" I shouted unenthusiastically while yawning.

Great, time to save Paris... even though I couldn't even be able to save them...

"Hello m'lady!" An idiotic stray said while smirking stupidly.

"Just shut up will you? I don't want this today- in fact I don't want any interaction with anyone today so let's just get this over with so I can go home and be done with it." I explained, emphasising every time a d or t came up to get my point across. I think it did. Oh hell it did.

He was confused, hurt, but mostly concerned. I don't want a fucking stray being concerned, he has nothing to be concerned about. I'm nothing.

"O-okay m- ladybug..."

Good, now let's see if he can keep this up.

"WAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAA, I am the book collector! And I'm sure ladyshite and chatte shittyface would be a good collectors item, hehehehahahahahahaHAHAHA!"

(Chatte in French means cunt, sorry for the bad language!)

I'm sure these motherfuckers get more maniacal each time! Why? What have they been through that's so bad? I'm sure the scowl on my face brought some questions for the civilians, so my questions don't matter at the moment.

Time to fight I guess.

Time skip to after the fight

Thank god I can just go home, now my resting bitch face can be left alone.

"....ladybug? What's wrong..." great, now I actually have to give answers do I?

"None of your business kitty cat"

Bitterness is all I can hear from my voice, why am I being so mean? This wasn't his fault, it was mine, all MINE, so I should really stop being such a bitch and get over this already.

"..... but l-"

I left, oh well, guess my little kitty cat won't know the answer to that huh?

And detransformstion was successful, yeyyyyyyy.

Maybe I should just commit Sui-

No, then who would kill the ugly bastard who did this?

But if you died, then the ugly bastard who did this would die!

Huh....guess your right....