Queen Bee. I stared into her eyes as she threw her weapon at me and the pain of betrayal ran deep, so deep that my soul ached. We had been friends for as long as I could remember, and now here she was trying to kill me, here she was fighting for the bad guys. Sure, Bee has been a bit selfish, more so than usual, but she had a heart of gold- and now to see her fighting against me made me want to cry.

Chat Noir looked at Queen Bee sadley, having been pretty close to her himself. He gave her a quick glare, no doubt betrayal and hurt swirling through his system. He squeezed my arm in comfort before launching himself at Bee into a fight.

I wanted to yell and cry, but I knew better. Emotions ran through me, and I shut them down quickly knowing that emotions never did any good in missions.

In order to save people, I had to defeat Hawkmoth, and nothing else mattered but that. Alya and Nino pulled out their weapons and took over against Queen Bee, allowing Adrien the chance to get back to my side so we could carry out our plan.

Adrien nodded at me and in sync, we ran towards Hawkmoth who stood eyes wide as he watched us run towards him.

I threw a high kick at his head, and he broke out of his daze and fought back with the expertise of an agent. Unlike me, he fought to kill.

Adrien jumped in and we both fought with a vengeance, and I noticed that Hawkmoth seemed to be hesitant to make a move against Adrien. I didn't have the time to analyse why instead I used it to my advantage and nodded at Adrien to move in. He got closer and closer to our target, and with it, Hawkmoth seemed to fight less and less.

Adrien lined up a kick, ready to end the life of the terrorist, but halted when he heard, "my baby boy, Adrien? Is it really you?" Hawkmoth sat there with tears welling in his eyes. The kick wooshed to a stop an inch from its location, Hawkmoth's head, and his gaze turned dead.

"Be quiet, Hawkmoth, I'd say you have the right to stay silent- except dead men have no rights." I placed my hand on Chat's shoulder and he silently calmed down, he pulled out his weapon of choice, an extendable staff, from his utility belt, and held it under Hawkmoth's throat.

I often hated this part of our job, to eradicate the target. Usually, I just did the planning the fighting that included knocking out with Rena Rouge and Carapace- not to say that I haven't killed- I do assassinate at times, usually, I play the sniper from a distance so I never have to see the light leave the person's eyes. Any killing close up tended to be Chat Noir and Queen Bee, and considering Queen Bee has turned on us, it was up to Chat. And due to our rules of an agent who isn't doing the killing, has to be a witness to a death to make sure 100% without a doubt that the target is dead, and considering Rena Rouge and Carapace were still busy fighting Queen Bee (who is one of the best in hand-to-hand combat in the industry), I was the only person left to be the witness.

So I sat back and let Chat do his job.

His baton started to heat up, steam sizzling up and heat radiating from it, and before I knew it, his baton had turned into a dagger held at Hawkmoths throat. "Any bombs and such we should know about?" he asked as he pressed the dagger to the older man's throat. When he got no answer, pressed it a bit harder to his neck, "You know the drill, Hawkmoth, tell me or you face the consequence."

Hawkmoth looked at Adrien and whispered, "You won't hurt me," in a certain tone.

With an annoyed snort, Chat answered, "and how do you know that?"

"Because you're my son."

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-SecretsInMyHead