an: okay so I'm writing a new story. And here's a sneak peek:

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Present day:

Chat was sitting alone on the Eiffel Tower when he felt someone pass by. Jumping into action, he pulled out his baton, and waved it threateningly, "Who's there?" No one should've been able to be up this high except himself... and Ladybug, but that wasn't possible.

Ladybug was dead.

Chat literally jumped back in surprise when he heard a familiar laugh. "Calm down Chaton, its only me." The familiar figure of Ladybug walked towards him.

He resumed his fighting stance, "that's not possible. Youre dead."

She looked down at herself, confused. "I'm not dead. I never was. I was just... lost."

"I don't understand. I was there with you at the final battle. I defeated Hawkmoth alone, and you're telling me that you could've helped?!" His voice cracked, "I had to fight my father alone."

"Oh no," she chuckled, "I wasn't in a condition where I could help you then... I mean, you saw the building land on me."

"But you died. Everyone said that you died."

"I didn't... as far as I know. Once Hawkmoth was defeated, I was restored back to health. I was no longer stuck under a building."

"But you're alive?"

"They never did find my body did they?" She winked, sitting down next to him like old times.q

"So why didn't you just talk to me."

"I couldn't blow my cover Chaton."

"Cover?" He shook his head, "What were you doing that was more important than me."

"I was-" she started to say.

"I though we were best friends Ladybug, but I guess I didn't matter to you at all."

"You're the most important person in my life, Kitty. But I couldn't let anyone know I was alive until I found some answers." She tried to hug home, but he took a step back.

"Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Not exactly. Not yet. I just, I needed to talk to you."

He shook his head, "you could've talked to me at any point."

"I didn't want to put anyone else in danger."

"You said you wanted to talk? Here's your chance. Talk. And please, explain everything, because I'm honestly pretty pissed off. Words can't describe how relieved I am that you're alive, but I can't believe you. You let me and everyone believe you were dead. I-" his voice shook as he wiped away tears, "I had to speak at your funeral-"

"It was a very moving eulogy," she pet his hair.

"You were there?!"

"Everyone was. How could I miss it?"

"Not everyone. Hawkmoth junior wasn't there." Chat smirked.

"Adrien isn't like that!"

"How do you know?" Chat growled, "with everyday he becomes more like his father. Please take him out while you still can."

"I did take him out!" She cried.

"What?" His confusion was clear with his frown and scrunched nose, "but I'm-"

"Wait..." Ladybug groaned, "Did you mean like a death way or on a date way?"

Chat shook his head. "Ladybug never approached him."

"No, but I did."

Chat tilted his head. "Why didn't you give me a sign. You could've told me you were alive."

"I tried. You wouldn't've believed me anyways."

"You attended your own funeral. That has to be unsettling." Chat tried to make a joke, but his Lady didn't even crack a smile.

She shrugged, "yeah, but I was preoccupied."

Chat shook his head, "preoccupied? With what? You came here to talk, so tell me."

Ladybug sighed, "its a long story."

Chat Noir chuckled, in a hurt kind if way, "I thought you were dead for six months. I have time."

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I hope you like it, this is just a prologue. The rest of it will be the story of what happened to Ladybug.