#scarletmoth

Excerpt from Convergent, Chapter 19 Thirty-two jars.

Adrien stared at them as he sat on Marinette’s bedroom floor, a scarlet akuma inside of each one.

“Kid, you really should rest.” Plagg floated into his vision. Adrien sighed.

“Things aren’t adding up Plagg, how am I supposed to rest?” He chose to still focus on the jars.

“Because you’re burning yourself out. It’s been almost a week of restless sleep-the few hours you lay down. Soon you won’t be able to fight to deakumatize people. Rest, please.” Plagg sat on top of his head, standing his ground. Adrien knew that the Kwami wouldn’t leave him alone until he moved. He sighed heavily and heaved himself into Marinette’s bed. Plagg curled up on the fluffy fabric resting in the shelf above the bed, one of Tikki’s places. He stared at the star filled sky for a while before he could fall asleep.

Chat deakumatized three people on his morning sweep. He had ended up closest to Alya’s house after the last fight so he set forth in that direction. A moment later he was knocking on her window.

“I didn’t expect you so soon.” Alya said calmly as she walked back to her desk, her eyes regluing themselves to the computer screen, not bothering to turn as Chat jumped into her room.

“Well I only caught three this morning. There are definitely less than before." He pulled a jar out of a messenger bag slung on his shoulder and placed it on the desk. Alya finished typing and spun around lazily in her chair, taking the jar into her hands and staring at the akuma.

“Soon we’ll have all of Paris cleansed. I don’t think anyone has been reakumatized. Were these last three--?” She didn’t need to finish.