Trance: A state of being only partially conscious, usually only reached by influence of hypnosis, a medium, or some other form of suggestion.

Marinette felt Chat's fingers on her and only trembled, not out of fear, Chat spoke in a tone half mocking but half loving.

"After all this time you were right in front of me and I never knew, well now that you love me, you don't have to worry anymore..." He spoke, a tongue like a snake, but words like an angel's.

"We never have to be apart Marinette," Chat's voice started to pang with madness again, little spouts on nonsense, sobs, and laughter.

"Because I love you and if I love you that means you're the only person in the world that matters, A-" Chat's last words were cut short as the sound of metal piercing flesh filled the room, Chat seethed and fell to the floor, Marinette stood motionless, her eyes glowing yellow. A formally short, and rather weak looking red headed boy now stood at the height of 6'1" and had stabbed Chat in the back of the neck with another kitchen knife. Nathaniel ignored Chat's convulsing body as he sat on the floor, sputtering inaudible curses at Nathaniel who threw his arms around Marinette who stood motionless. Nathaniel was hugging Marinette when he heard the sound of someone rising to their feet, Nathaniel stopped shaking, and turned around slowly, he was met with a Chat Noir he had never seen before. Chat was white, except for his hair, skin, and eyes. His eyes which were formally yellow, and even before that violet, now turned a blazing red.

"THAT HURT DAMNIT!" Chat yelled, decking Nathaniel in the chest, sending him sprawling into the cabinets. There was a loud crack as Nathaniel's arm bone snapped hitting the cabinet, he let out a loud yell that didn't stop for 15 seconds. Marinette stood motionless, unmoved by the entire thing until she heard Nathaniel yell, Chat didn't see Marinette's eyes change, he had walked to Nathaniel and now held him by the collar of his shirt, Chat pulled out his baton, spiked and bladed completely, be extended it slowly and said.

"Normally a villain waits to kill their hostage until the hero comes to save them," Chat said, the baton nearing Nathaniel's jugular, as the red headed boy kicked and punched, even a now strong young adult could do nothing against Chat, Marinette had to make a split second decision, she was gonna turn around and stab Chat when she heard the chilling words that made her legs wobble and the hair on her body rise, she couldn't bare to look so she bolted upstairs to Tikki's hiding place and transformed. The words she had heard still echoed in her mind as she swung immediately to the president's office.

"This isn't one of those superhero movies." Chat had spoken, and Marinette  had heard the familiar sound of metal piercing flesh. Gurgling, and by the time she was upstairs, other than the sound of her breathing and of her pumping heart.

silence

R.I.P Nathaniel hope y'all enjoyed that chapter!