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“Seriously, who in their right mind uses this kind of…of…CRIME AGAINST FASHION” Marinette screamed while the demon snake tried to find his voice once more “IT’S HIDEOUS! IT’S SO HORRIBLE I BET LUCIFER HIMSELF WOULD GLADLY BURN IT TO ASHES IF HE HAD THE CHANCE!”

  Pentious had enough, not only the little girl was disrespecting him but insulting his impeccable sense of fashion. He knew it wasn’t mainstream but he knew how to dress properly, his mother had taught him everything there was to know about it while alive!

“Now listen here little Missy” He started, his tongue making him hiss the words more than he cared to admit “You should show more respect towards your elders! You should just do as you’re told and return to wherever you belong little girl! Especially a weak human one!”

That was the wrong thing to say as the face of the blue-haired teen turned into a deep red shade, her brows furrowed and fury shined on her bright blue doe eyes.

  “I am not going to respect someone that entered the building by destroying the main door and much less someone who is just an absolute ass!” She screamed in a blind rage, Razzle and Dazzle hiding behind her. And that was what made everyone lose it.

  Pentious was ready to retort, the egg boys defending their boss and singing praises behind him still holding weapons. Loona and Husk bared their teeth and were ready to jump into action while Millie and Moxxie prepped their guns, ready to fight if the situation called for it.

  All of that while cursing Pentious and the egg boys almost as if she was singing rap.

  That is until a sinister laugh made them all freeze.

  It seemed to be coming from nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

 Electronics and the lights started to go crazy while all of them either get even tenser than before, Tikki flying to sit on Marinette’s shoulders.

  “I would advise you to pick your next words carefully…” the distorted voice spoke; everyone could feel shivers running down their bodies.

  Most of them were now too petrified of what was coming next.

  The shadows behind Marinette started to grow, expanding through almost all of the lobby. They could see them dancing, twirling, and merging until a rather distinctive shadow silhouette remained surrounded by many other minions and tentacles, the glowing red eyes and antlers a dead giveaway of whom it could be.

  “I would hate for you to lose your head today…old friend”

The shadow minions laughed while they started to surround the egg boys, the tentacles sneakered towards the serpent demon, each movement slow but menacing. It almost looked as if they were waiting for a signal to attack and destroy anything in their path.

Everything was happening behind Marinette or around her, she could watch as everyone cowered in fear. The sole presence of the Radio Demon in something akin to his true form made everyone shake with fear. Marinette on the other hand felt…safe.

  Don’t get her wrong, whatever the shadows were doing seemed to be taken out of her worst nightmares.

  She knew Alastor was dangerous, and she couldn’t even fathom to know how far and deep his powers run. However as of what she had seen and heard he was someone powerful, maybe not as much as Charlie or Lucifer.

  But powerful nonetheless.

  Now she could feel and see just how powerful Alastor was.

  Even more shadow tentacles slithered all over the floor from under Marinette’s feet once more as the main shadow of Alastor wrapped itself around the young teen as if trying to make a claim, making it clear she was under his protection. Marinette let him, the cold touch of the shadow against her clothes and skin was rather welcomed, Tikki merely patted her shoulder in comfort too.

  “Ah! Finally, we meet again Alastor!” Sir Pentious hissed, trying to hide his fear under fake bravado and confidence he didn’t possess at the moment “It doesn’t matter! I have come here so I can finally destroy that awful effeminate spider who has dared to oppose me! If you will hand him over I sha-”

  Anything else the serpent demon was ready to say was interrupted by furious tentacles wrapping themselves around him strangling him. Their hold never wavered and just became tighter with every breath the demon tried to take.

Alastor was fuming, his little strut had been interrupted by this excuse of an overlord and on top of it all, they had attacked while Marinette was still there. He had seen it all through his shadow. He had trusted the sigils and magic could be enough but they had never counted the stupidity of the minions under the serpent's orders.

  It had been an attack, yes. But never an attack to harm the human or the ones at the hotel, it had been an accident. Something they took for granted while making the spell and protections.

But he would NOT repeat that mistake.

  They had almost hurt her; he didn’t care about her being a human he was being selfish and a nuisance. One that had weapons near Marinette, near Ladybug. Alastor wanted nothing more than to feast on that demon, damn the consequences of his actions. He’d rather face God themselves if push came to shove, he wouldn’t let Marinette get a single scratch on her.

  “HOW DARE YOU PUT HER IN HARMS WAY!?” the distorted voice of the radio demon roared in everyone’s ears; they knew that sound would forever haunt them in their nightmares “JUST TO GET YOUR WAY TO HAVE A USELESS POWER BATTLE?! HOW DARE YOU!”

  That exclamation, made everyone’s blood turn into ice. Most of the demons slowly backed up, Loona was whimpering while Blitzo tried to take her hand and comfort her, Moxxie and Millie were shaking but strong in their stances, ready to fight while Husk stared at the scene without blinking.

  The chimera had NEVER seen Alastor lose his control or snap at someone to protect another one.

  Slowly from the shadows, Alastor appeared.

  It seemed as if they had stepped through the shadow itself as if they were a mere conduct and part of him. The wendigo's eyes were wide and glowing with their iconic radial shape, and his hands were full of blood that was dripping to the floor.

  He was struggling to keep his humanoid form if the radio interference and symbols could be trusted, as well as his teeth. His hands were twitching and his nails had grown enough to resemble claws.

Slowly the radio demon marched forward, his gaze zoomed in on the serpent demon. The egg boys' small cries and pleading voices were left in the background as the shadow minions laughed enjoying the destruction and promise of pain in the air. Electricity seemed to be surrounding them, the atmosphere was suffocating, and even Marinette felt fear for what the Radio demon would do the serpent one now.

  Alastor’s smile widened when he heard the serpent demon’s whine.

  “I shall make you pay…” the radio demon raised his fist and tightened his hold as a command for the tentacles to increase their hold “I will enjoy making you SCREAM!”

With that last claim, the radio demon raised his hand ordering his minions to attack.

  Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion for Marinette. She saw Alastor raise his hand and more blood spill to the floor as if he didn’t care for his wounds.

She saw Moxxie and Millie dive behind what was left of the couch to avoid the shadow tentacles and minions.

She saw Lonna grab Blitzo and dive behind what was left of the bar where Husk had taken cover. Niffty followed them as fast as she could.

She saw Alastor’s smile become something out of nightmares, gone was the teasing glint. It had been replaced by hunger and a promise of pain, drool, and probably blood running through his teeth down his chin and making a pool at his feet.

Marinette closed her eyes, praying for everything to end quickly. The shadows around her forming a safe cocoon and worked on blocking the view as if to make sure she wouldn’t be able to see or hear anything of the brutal killing that was about to happen.

  Or at least, that is what she had thought would happen.

  Only to be interrupted.

“Well, well, well…” A quiet cherry voice made them stop, a quite distinctive voice but it was filled with anger and “Isn’t this INTERESTING!?”

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Adrien rolled his eyes, Plagg’s crackles and laughing fits would usually get on his nerves. Right now, he couldn’t care less about them as he was trying not to break into hysterical laughter while seeing the photos the team had sent him.

  Every single pose, location, and position Lila had been horrible.

  The best part of it all and the reason for Plagg’s laughter?

It had all been captured by “accident”.

Everything delivered on a silver platter, ready to be preserved for prosperity. As an acting model and future inheritor of his father’s company, Adrien was being taught about the comings and goings of the fashion industry.

  Usually, Adrien hated it and left it all to the marketing department, they had a good eye for his best angles and always chose the best photos. He knew close to nothing about it since he had always hated to see his face on those tacky billboards and marketing stunts.

  But he had to admit, this time he couldn’t really complain about it.

“Why aren’t you laughing!? This is great!!!” Plagg asked as he clicked on the next photo.

An image of Lila drenched from head to toe with soda appeared and Adrien couldn’t help himself.

He laughed, hard and was completely unhinged. His stomach and face hurt from how much he was laughing.

He knew he should send this to Chloe and let her do whatever she pleased with them but that would be the moment he could catch a breath from laughing so hard.

And apparently, it would take a while since it seemed that the folder contained roughly 100 archives and they had barely seen the first 20.

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Charlie and Vaggie were tired, the store had most of the things they wanted. But they had been robbed at least five times so far making them start all over again. Niffty had stabbed someone with needles one time and so had been banned from the store, making them lose another time and start again.

The last one was what made Vaggie explode and Charlie decided to put her foot down.

  So as quickly as they could they grabbed their things, filled both carts, and left enough money to cover the groceries. Now they were coming back with a limousine full of food and trinkets. Niffty still sulking but happy to have gotten her favorite cleaning supplies.

“I am worried Vaggie,” Charlie spoke “I hate leaving the hotel like that…I mean I…kind of trust them to look after Marinette but…”

Vaggie smiled at her girlfriend. She was so sweet but her anxiety hit at the worst times. She had tried to help but there was so much she could do.

  “Don’t worry hon, we just left them for a few hours” she tried to soothe the now anxious princess that was pulling her hair “I mean, the worst that could happen is that something almost got burned or maybe Marinette fell”

Charlie laughed, her mind conjuring every single worse scenario she could think of. Each one is worse than the last.

  Charlie tried to calm herself by taking deep breaths, counting, and even trying to recall her favorite songs composed by her mother. Nothing was helping her. She knew it was a big responsibility, nothing ever came easily to her but this time her father had trusted them all with the protection of someone so important. She had to make him proud, show him she was ready to take on responsibility and that there were other ways of making things.

  That the change was possible.

  She would thrive and show them, she could save them. She would make it. “Why don’t we listen to some music hun?” Vaggie asked, her eyes still on the road “I bet that could help you calm down and we could always listen to your favorite songs”

  Charlie smiled; she couldn’t believe how lucky she was. Her girlfriend was the best and she always took such good care of her, no matter what. She felt so loved by Vaggie that it almost seemed like a wonderful dream; a wish come true.

  “Thanks, Vaggie” the princess spoke softly, her emotions betraying her and making her pitch a little higher than what she wanted

“of course, hon” Vaggie smiled and kept her eyes on the road while turning on the radio.

  Immediately music started to fill the vehicle, sweet relaxing music without lyrics that seemed to melt away their worries. Something quite strange while being in hell since most of the radio stations were often filled with screams or things like that.

  That is until the signal was jammed and the radio only produced blank noise. “What in the…” the signal was mixed and trashing.

Vaggie and Charlie were worried, the only time it ever happened was when the radio demon had attacked. Charlie knew this. However, Vaggie was just confused as to what was going on, she hoped Alastor wouldn’t make another one of his broadcasts. He was quite famous for that too.

  Reaching a stop Vaggie was about to open her mouth to ask about what was going on when Niffty came to be beside them.

“Look what that awful man did to our main door!” Niffty exclaimed, anger evident in her tone as she tried to hand the phone to Charlie while waving it “I HAVE SO MUCH TO CLEAN NOW!”

“WHAT!?” Vaggie chose that moment to grab the phone, not caring if it was impolite or if she was being rude “let me see!”

Charlie was now almost all over the moth demon, the world was spinning as she focused on the picture Angel had sent.

  “No…” Charlie's eyes were wide open; she had started shaking “Vaggie…” That was the last thing Charlie could remember clearly, her girlfriend’s voice and Niffty’s complaints about how boys were a mess slowly becoming distant. As if she was underwater, her focus only on the photo and the messages that kept coming from the arachnid demon.

  The last photo almost made her puke, it was her father, outside the hotel along with her mother. And a ton of paparazzi and reporters ready to cause more chaos.

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Chloe was tired and grumpy.

She had done everything in her power to get the best detectives in the case, she had called her mother and demanded her to ask for resources into helping find her friend. Her father had also been assaulted by her and she had used her usual tantrum to get the police every single document they had asked for.

  Forget discretion and forget forgiveness.

  She was ready to let loose hell and if she had to call every single person that could owe her parents a favor or go to the police station herself so be it.

  So far, she had gotten an in about the whole investigation. After all, she had been the one to convince Marinette’s parents about filling the case of Marinette being lost, even if they knew exactly where she was.

  It had been a sad reunion when she showed them the messages between her and Marinette. It seemed surreal but the picture was proof enough. She had sent another message hoping to receive an answer soon, hoping that they could at least call her or somehow maintain straight-up contact.

  Now, what was left, was to ensemble the rest of the squad and assign their tasks.

  Chloe couldn’t help but smirk seeing the photos and copies her butler has brought.

  She had expected to receive enough blackmail to sink Lila’s credibility, but this… This was even better than what she could ever dream. It was all there, every single school Lila had attended, reports from teachers, doctors, and even statements from her old friends.

  She didn’t want to know how Jena Paul had gotten hold of this information, nor she wanted to ask. The less she knew, the less likely she was to slip up if the police found out she had been the one moving the threads.

  Now, it was time to call the Italian embassy with her daddy.

  She had a few more things to clear up with their work ethics.

After all, who would let a child talk about delicate and classified information?

  That was a breach of security of the highest regard and must be investigated. To ignore that would be ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!

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Valentino sneered, watching the pink spider demon dance used to be one of the highlights of his day.

  But as of late, the spider seemed to be slipping from his control. He didn’t like that.

He liked his things to be at his beck and call. Always ready for the taking and to obey him without question.

  This was something strange and he would make sure to let the spider know his displeasure.

  Leaning back, he kept on staring, his sensitive eyes firmly following every move the spider was making.

  If only he knew how to make sure Angel would stay under his thumb. As far as he could remember the spider had always been a wild card. At first, it was fun, causing chaos wherever he went and being as promiscuous as he wanted. Valentino couldn’t lie, he was his cash cow, whatever the spider sold left his earnings through the roof.

  Now, Angel would dare to defy him. Even if it was just a little Valentino couldn’t let it go, he had given Angel so much freedom the oink spider demon had started to think about himself.  

He no longer took clients that wouldn’t respect his “safe word”, and no longer indulged in so many drugs that he would be passed out and ready to please more patrons.

  He was changing, and it seemed his usual methods for calming the brat down were working anymore.

That made him furious, he was going to find out what was going on with the spider…one way or another.

  “Stop growling, sweetheart!” a huge TV interrupted his thoughts, as usual, his boyfriend knew exactly what to say to distract him “It makes you look so hot I won’t be able to keep my hands to myself”

The music was loud but he could hear the overlord speak clearly, he could also feel the shift on the couch he was sitting on as Velvet threw herself there. Crawling and giggling as if she was a toddler without manners. Probably high enough to kill someone again.

  The lights of the club were now making patterns and following the beat of the song playing.

  Another dancer had replaced Angel and Valentino was fuming, thanks to them he had lost the chance to go after the spider and teach him a lesson.

  “Fuck off Moxxie” Valentino sneered, taking another drag of his cigarette and exhaling the smoke directly on the screen’s face “You’re ruining my vibe”

  The TV laughed, thinking it was all a game. Velvet giggled happily as she messed around with her phone, taking photos and making silly poses. Her favorite knife was on the table, blood staining the table and only making Valentino get angrier.

  “What’s got to your panties on a twist Val babe?” Velvet slurred, giggling after she talked trying to pronounce the word panties once more “Aren’t ya happy we’re here?”

  Valentino grumbled as Vox sat beside him, His arm now draped over his shoulders.

  The new dancer was receiving a huge ovation while the patrons wanted to go for grabs and have a taste of the wolf demon. He couldn’t help but feel accomplished, what the stupid patrons throwing their singles at the dancers didn’t know was that the dancers barely made money.

  Most of them were paid with drugs or persuaded into having a contract with him where they would belong to him forever. Being his personal toys and dolls for him to take and exploit.

  “Sure, whatever floats your boat Vel” he smiled at the hyper girl who had started stabbing their waitress for scaring her “whatever do you want Vox?”

The TV overlord chuckled and smiled. It sends shivers down Valentino’s spine, his fluff puffing out more to show his interest in the other overlord.

“What would you do…” Vox drawled out a hand and placed a finger under Valentino’s chin making the moth demon shudder “If I told you that I know exactly why our little spider Angie is so unfocused”

Valentino smirked, now that is what he was talking about. Licking his lips, he slowly draped himself on top of the TV overlord.

  “I would say my little Moxxie deserves a reward”

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“I didn’t do anything!” a twelve-year-old Lila Rossi screamed at the policeman that had brought her to the station “Why are you keeping me here? I want my mommy and daddy!”

  The tears kept falling down her cheeks, hiccups, and sobs making it difficult for the detectives and police to understand what she was saying.

  This time Lila was indeed scared, she was shaking in fear on that small chair surrounded by adults. Even the colors and children-designed surroundings didn’t make her feel better. The stuffed animals on the shelves were mocking her, she knew it, the adults probably were doing that too seeing how they had arrived for her once classes had started.

  She knew that it was that girl’s fault, she just knew it had to be something the little parasite had said or done to gain attention. The attention that rightfully belonged to Lila, she who was someone and not that stupid nobody. Soon enough a woman, a detective came to sit beside the small brunette girl, a hand was placed on her knee carefully. Lila’s gaze was firmly on her hands and lap, the images of what had occurred mere hours ago still on her mind playing like a loop.

  She had been in school, the principal coming to their class to deliver some awful news. Immediately after that announcement the police entered and asked for Lila and her friends. They had asked the group to accompany them, claiming they had called their parents and legal tutors that were quick to arrive, all of them…except Lila’s.

So, she had been left there, surrounded by stupid toys and books that probably could’ve belonged more in an infant’s room. She was a teen for god’s sake. Still, she had to maintain her façade.

  “Look, Lila” the blonde woman gave the girl a tissue so she could clean her nose and tears “you aren’t in trouble but…what happened today was something quite traumatic and we just want to make sure you all are taken care of. That’s it, we just want to help”

Lila slowly raised her gaze, small sobs and hiccups making her body twitch.

  “Really? Y-you want to help?” Lila asked, her voice breaking a little “I don’t know if I can…”

“Of course, you can!” The nice woman exclaimed sweetly, her smile transmitting calm and trust “We only want to ask you a few questions about your classmate so we can find out “

That moment was interrupted when the door opened and Lila’s uncle came marching as if he was on a mission, Lila couldn’t help but make herself small while a screaming match broke out between police and a horde of lawyers.

  Lila lowered her gaze once more and bit her lower lip, she couldn’t believe this.

All of this trouble…over some stupid and weak girl that had wanted to take what was rightfully hers.

It wasn’t her fault she had decided to end it all, she just wanted people to adore her! Her father had told her she deserved the world, so why that insignificant girl couldn’t understand it and made herself aside? If she hadn't provoked Lila, she would be with that wailing whale she called mother right now.

That girl was a nuisance.

Unfortunately…one that dared to leave behind a note.

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Angel was tired, he was so tired after his small shift.

  But he had made it.

Thanks to lady Luck he had made it out of the club, just in time when Vox and Velvet entered. Enough time to make Valentino lose his focus on him and he used the opportunity and ran from there.

  Never looking back.

  His feet hurt and don’t even get him started on his arms and abdomen.

  “At least I made it out” Angel chuckled, self-deprecating his luck but grateful that he had managed to escape “maybe if I go to the hotel, I can manage to get some sleep…”

With that Angel curled his arms around himself, the walk to the hotel wasn’t long but taking so many back doors and alleys were bothersome. Still, he couldn’t go on rooftops or any other route thanks to his shift.

  “I just hope Mari is okay…” Angel sighed, running his hand through his hair messing it up “She needs a break”

That was until a TV announcing the latest news caught his attention.

  “Hello citizens of hell, welcome to get on board with the latest news!” the blonde demon spoke, her red eyes gleaming as if she was the cat that had caught the canary “We’re glad to interrupt this segment with what seems to be the recent territory brawl between an overlord and the hotel where our dear princess resides! The suspense is killing me but fortunately, our horde of investigators is ready to give us the full report soon!”

Angel couldn’t help but sprint into a run forgetting his injuries as soon as the image of the hotel appeared.

It was a horrible sight, mostly because it was blurred and there was too much smoke in it to see what was happening. The rumbles and pieces of wood already painted a horrible image on his head.

  Then he saw the video of the blimp right in front of the hotel. It all turned red for Angel Dust.

  His surroundings got blurred from how fast the spider was running, cutting through streets and jumping over vehicles and fences. His mind is filled with anger and thoughts of destroying whoever dared to appear and ruin the hotel’s entrance.

  He was going to make that stupid old man pay, he was going to gut him and make him scream as he killed him.

Who cared if it was an overlord or bigger than Angel?

  Angel knew how to make him pay, and enjoy it in the process.

  “If that stupid noddle bottom dares to touch Marinette…” Angel growled before jumping straight to a roof, where he could see the outline of the hotel surrounded by smoke “I’ll make sure he will NEVER see another day”

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The reporters and paparazzi were furious, there was no way they could make it inside the barrier. Whoever had done this was certainly powerful and they had never seen something like this.

Besides that, they had the problem of the new detonators that went off randomly. At least 10 of them had been thrown away by huge explosions, they went off at times and made them flee the scene.

  No one really knew when another explosion would take place, but many of them were now in pieces on the floor and a lot of them had run away. No matter how much that blonde bitch was ready to pay, this just seemed like another stupid brawl that went out of hand.

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Cherri couldn't help herself as she laughed watching the little demons try and get closer to the hotel grounds where the blimp was still letting out smoke.

No one was going to get it.

  She would make sure to protect little Mari the firecracker.

“Ha! Take that shit stain!” she exclaimed pressing the red button to activate another bomb “THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!”

  With that, another couple of demons was blown into the air and the pavement got painted with blood and pieces of a destroyed camera.

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Alya was speechless.

“What did you say?” she asked, her voice trembling and her whole body shaking.

  Nora sighed, she loved her sister but she had always been easy to trust. She thought Alya had decided to think before acting after opening the Ladyblog, as any decent investigator or future reported would, but it seems that her sister was still too influenced by her social peers.

  “The police are asking for you and your classmates to go and make statements from the night Marinette disappeared” Nora spoke, she wanted to let her sister process what was happening “they want you to go with an adult since you are all minors. Mom and Dad have been notified and I’m just waiting for them to confirm so I can take you to the police station.”

Alya paled if her parents give in to the judge's order they might be able to search in her phone and laptop. Which meant they would see their messages.

“O-oh” Alya held tight to her phone “You can’t ….you can’t be serious. Marinette just wants attention!”

  Nora sighed and shook her head watching as Alya shrunk on herself. Lettin Alya screams and lets it all out.

  She would need to be calm if they ended up going to the police.

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