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Summary: Ladybug and Chat Noir are at last engaging in the final battle with Hawkmoth... but when his identity as Gabriel is revealed, what will Adrien do? Will he fight his father? Or will he betray Ladybug and fight with him?

Note: Currently the show is up to Season 3 episode 5. All the events of these episodes HAVE occured in the story. This takes place sometime after.

Chapter One:

"At last the time has come for me to take your miraculouses for myself!" The sinister masked man declared as he observed us standing in front of him with his determined eyes. Chat Noir had just finished dealing with another of his red akumatized army (A/N: From Season: 2 Episode: 24-25) as we now confront Hawkmoth on the very top part of the Eiffel Tower. Quite a fitting scenery if I do say so myself...

Tonight, beneath this starry night sky, our war with Hawkmoth will finally be over! We need to win. We will win! For the sake of Paris.

A snort of amusement escaped Chat Noir's lips after hearing his words. "Since when has that ever worked out?" He questioned with dubious green eyes. "Even after akumatizing an entire army, you still couldn't defeat us." The smug kitty retorted as he lunged at the man with his baton. "Do you really think you can take on my Lady and I all by yourself?"

With ease, Hawkmoth evaded kitty's barrage of swings as he grinned beneath his mask. "You may be correct, but it is because of those very experiences that I am now fully aware of how your abilities work, whereas you children know nothing of my style of combat."

As much as I hate to admit it, he's right. Hawkmoth has been watching us from the very beginning, he knows how we fight. He could easily predict how we'll try to defeat him!

"He's got a point, kitty!" I chime in as hurl my red yo-yo at Hawkmoth in an attempt to support Chat. "It may be two against one, but he's got an advantage too! Don't underestimate him." I warn him with caution.

My words cause his grin to falter as he looks at me with resolve. "Yeah, but we won't lose. We can't... We have to win this, no matter what!"

I nod as we both lunge in for another attack. I pause as I hold in my breath. Come on, don't fail me now! "Lucky Charm!" I call out as a pink cloud of magic forms and drops a red, black-spotted mask into my hand.

A mask...? What in the world am I supposed to do with this?!

Chat's expression of confusion mirrors mine as he looks over at me whilst defending himself against Hawkmoth. "Uhh, we're already wearing masks."

"Hahaha!" Hawkmoth cried out in amusement. "And just how do you plan on defeating me with that, Ladybug?"

Good question...

No, I mustn't lose heart! The lucky charm always suggests the best solution. But a mask? Hmm... wait a second... mask... we all have masks on... that's it! It has to be...

But... that's crazy! Just how will doing that solve anything–

"My Lady, watch out!" The voice of Chat breaks my train of thought as I realize in fear I'm about to be struck by Hawkmoth! Before he could even reach me, however, Chat pounces on Hawkmoth, sending the man tumbling to the ground.

That... was close... "T-Thanks kitty!" I say after recovering from my temporary lapse of shock.

"Ugh, get off, you mangy cat!" Hawkmoth orders in rage as he headbutts Chat, causing him to lose balance and fall backwards gripping his head in pain.

"Agh!" Chat cried out in pain from the impact.

This isn't good. He's overpowering us easily with his brute strength alone. We need to act fast or this will turn out badly!

"Chat! I... have a plan." I tell him with a hint of hesitance. This plan is ridiculous, utterly ridiculous, as Chloe would say...but I have no other choice! The Lucky Charm has rarely let me down. I need to believe in myself and my abilities! Especially in this moment.

"Now would be a great time to let me in on it, M'Lady!" Answers Chat sardonically as he staggers back to his feet.

"You need to use your cataclysm on his mask!" Even I am skeptical by my words...

Both he and Hawkmoth are utterly bemused as they pause. "...Come again?" He asks in utter bafflement, clearly not understanding.

"It will only destroy his mask, it won't kill him. I know it seems crazy but you must trust me!"

At my words his confused expression transfixed into a smile. "Always, M'Lady. I'll always trust you! Cataclysm!" He calls out as the familiar black mass of dark matter forms in his right hand. Eyeing Hawkmoth with obvious intent, he dashes towards him.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" He questions as he attempts to block the attack with his cane, to no avail. Chat leaps forward as his hand manages to make contact with his mask like we had planned, causing Hawkmoth to cry out in surprise. "Agh!" Staggering backwards his hand grips his face as his mask begins to disintegrate into nothing.

Our eyes are glued to Hawkmoth as his face is now bare with nothing to hide it. Slowly, he moves his hands away, much to our anticipation.

As his white hair and harsh gaze is now completely visible to us, we watch in utter shock and realization.

Wait a minute...

That's... that's...!

Gabriel Agreste! The Gabriel Agreste! Hawkmoth is him!

No way... so I was right! It was him!

"Fine, you know who I am now, but you've used both your powers!" Hawkmoth– no, Mr. Agreste, reminds us. "This is my win! Ahahaha!"

"So it was you! You akumatized yourself to clear our suspicions on you!" My tone of voice comes out rather angry as I speak.

He only laughs in response to my realization. "Clever, aren't I?"

The lucky charm wanted us to reveal his identity... but I still don't see how we can win now! This changes nothing! We're done for...

I look over to Chat Noir, realizing he has been awfully quiet. Wait... Why does he look so shocked? We already knew it could have been him...so why? Does he have a connection with him or something? Now that I think about it, he was rather shaken up when I first came to him with the theory that Gabriel could be Hawkmoth. He wasn't acting like himself.

"Chat, snap out of it!" I attempt to break him out of his daze. "We need to focus!" I pause when he suddenly quivers as his eyes are locked onto the smirking fashion designer.

"I...It can't be..." Stutters Chat with disbelief as he appears to be in disbelief. His next word surprises both of us.

"F...Father...?"

Silence.

Then a cool breeze of wind tugs at my hair.

Wait... 'Father'...? ...Father?! If he's his father, then that could only mean...

This can't be real...

Now it is both Mr. Agreste and I who are in a state of shock as we watch transfixed at the boy clad in black as his expression remained in denial.

"Adrien...?"