Looming
Looming: appear as a shadowy form, especially one that is large or threatening.
"LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!" The voice yelled in anger as Chat Blanc seethed in pain. The purple in his chest pulsed as Chat Blanc collapsed and let the voice speak more.
"Because you ended the red haired boy's life, Ladybug has gotten away, and she's going to send the authorities so that they can exterminate you like a stray dog!" The voice seemed to spit at Adrien, Adrien only started to cry. His senses were almost back to normal, he took off the ring so that he could de-transform, it did nothing. Adrien started to panic trying to find a crease in the skin tight suit. ANYTHING to let his skin breath, he fell down. With a pain like searing nails the suit started to dig into Adrien causing him to double over in pain. Yet Adrien wouldn't stop trying, he grabbed at the face mask, and he tore it off yelling in pain. The mask felt evil in his hands, the voice almost sighed and calmed down.
"Adrien, why stop now, you have never been closer to getting Ladybug to love you than you are now. Adrien at this point, you're like a son to me, a handsome amazing son, sometimes I can be mean or strict, yet what matters is that with my help and abilities, we can do this, TOGETHER."
Durant stepped into the cell, it had a see through mirror on one side, and a metal table with two chairs, one of the chairs was filled. In its place sat the former famous fashion designer Gabriel Agreste. The nervousness rose in Durant's chest like bile in his throat, but he swallowed that nervousness and sat opposite from Gabriel Agreste, who was handcuffed and dawned an orange jail jumpsuit. Durant had only clicked his pen when Gabriel Agreste almost shouted at him from across the table.
"It's Chat.. BLANC isn't it." Gabriel Agreste said, Durant lowered his pen in confusion.
"Durant, it's a very old, historical maybe, but it's an old French name none the less." Gabriel spoke tauntingly as he smiled, Durant slammed his fist down on the table.
"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?" He yelled, Gabriel Agreste just looked at him as if he was a small dog that just yipped at a lion.
"You're wearing a name tag." Gabriel Agreste said coldly. Durant looked down at his shirt and saw the badge with his name on it, raised his hand in apology and smiled nervously and slid the badge on the table. Gabriel Agreste looked at Durant, asking with his eyes for permission to speak and Durant nodded.
"Durant, allow me to not be Hannibal Lecter, but instead, let me give you a little history lesson, on who exactly is causing, Chat Blanc to rise up, because if you think Chat Noir is powerful, Chat Blanc could end you with his finger." Gabriel Agreste said, Gabriel used what little wrist movement he could to draw a diagram of Chat Blanc.
"Now, lets begin."
Let's see who can guess the antagonist of the story >:3
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