knowlee- Back with a new chapter for Letting Go! Been so busy with other stuff (work, other writings, etc.) that I had to put this on hold until now. Now it's out though. :)

Also if you guys are wondering what Adrien's akumatized form looks like, I'd recommend going to the Charmed wiki (I can't post links on this website unfortunately.) and looking up Fury. It'll take you to a page that will have pictures to give you an idea of what he's supposed to looks like. And yes I know that traditionally Furies (as well as in the show) they are women, but for the purpose of this fanfic, I've taken some liberty with it.

Anyways, enjoy and see you in the next chapter where the emotions will really hit hard on that one. Prepare the tissues!

I do NOT own Miraculous! It belongs to Thomas Astruc.

A Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir Fanfiction

Letting Go

Chapter 2: Bottled Emotions

By: knowlee

Marinette stared down at the blank sheet of paper while softly tapping her drawing pencil onto it trying desperately to come up with an idea. Her tongue stuck out of her mouth while she tried to rack her brain for anything that it could think of. Sadly nothing was coming to mind.

She groaned and leaned back in her desk chair causing it to roll back a few inches. She shut her eyes tight in frustration. Darn artist's block! Why do they always strike when she needed her skills the most? She pouted and glared at the piece of paper. It was just sitting there blank, mocking her.

She closed her eyes and sighed. Maybe she needed a break. A quick break and then she would come back to the task and see if her muse had returned by then. Marinette stood up from the chair and put her pencil onto the desk next to the paper. She really hoped this would be enough to let her get back to work. If it didn't, she knew that she would be made to suffer more.

She sighed again and pulled out her phone. She smiles as she thought that maybe she could call Adrien and see if he wanted to go out somewhere. She knew that he didn't have anything planned today. Although…

Her smile changed into a frown. She knew that he was going to try and speak to his father about something today. As to what exactly, he didn't specify. She had a hunch though that it had something to do with his mother. Adrien had never talked to her about the woman much really except for during that one time when she was at his house as Ladybug back before they knew about each other's identities. But even then it didn't delve into really deeper territory, except for the fact that she and his mother shared similar smiles.

And even after everything was revealed to each other regarding their alter egos and they entered into a relationship, she still never pushed the issue of where his mother was at. She felt as if she didn't have the right to do so and would let him tell her when he felt ready to. She didn't want to make him do something that he didn't want to do. Especially since he got too much of that at home.

Her frown deepened at that thought.

Although Adrien's father, Gabriel, was her idol and the person who inspired her to go into fashion design, she still didn't like how he treated his own son. Even though she didn't fully understand the situation as to why he was like that, she knew that it was all connected to Adrien's mother. But even with that being the reason, it was still no excuse for why he acted the way he did. No one deserved to be treated like Adrien was.

Marinette tried not to pity Adrien for having a lack of good parental figures in his life, but sometimes she found it hard for her not to feel sad for him. And at times she even felt guilty when she interacted with her own parents and when they gave her the attention Adrien craved from his other father when he was over.

Luckily for both of them though, her parents had plenty of that to go around and we were more than willing to give Adrien the love that he lacked back home. He was so touched by it that he even told her so at one point that he did love her parents and sometimes felt as if they were his too although they weren't blood related.

But regardless he still wanted his own father's love. And she couldn't blame him. If she were in his situation, she would feel the same. Hence why she hoped that whatever Adrien wanted to speak with his father with would follow through.

She looked down at her phone for a few more moments before deciding to leave him a text instead. She didn't want to interrupt him just in case he was speaking with his father at that moment and felt as if that would be a better option that calling him. Once the message was sent, she sat the phone back down on her desk before glaring back at the sketchbook. She sighed. Maybe she'd take another crack at it…

Kish!

Marinette jerked her head up towards the direction of her balcony. What was that? It sounded like one of her pots shattering against the hard wood floor up there. Did Adrien come as Chat Noir to visit her after his meeting? Marinette wasn't sure, but she knew that very few people would go up there onto her balcony, especially in the broad daylight. She glanced over at Tikki who had floated up from her resting spot and was looking in the same direction she was. The noise had probably woken her up.

The two shared a look before Marinette began making her way over the staircase that led to her bed and subsequently the window that led outside to her balcony. She placed her left foot onto the steps to begin her ascent, but before she could get too far, she saw something black phase through the window and began flying at her. She yelped as it collided with her and cased her to fall back across the back of her chaise. She winced at the pain and was about to yell at whatever had run into her, before she stopped when she realized who it was.

It was Plagg.

What was he doing here? And more importantly, where was Adrien for that matter?

"Plagg?! Why are you here? And where's Adrien? Did something happen?"

The little black cat kwami in question fly off of Marinette and his face took on a very serious expression. Marinette felt dread pool in her stomach. When Plagg looked serious, she knew something was wrong. "Plagg?"

"You've gotta help Adrien!"

She jumped up from her position on the chaise. "Why? What happened? Where he is?"

"That's...part of the problem."

"You don't know where he is?!" At this point, Marinette was freaking out. Why would Adrien be separated from Plagg and why the heck would Plagg not know where he was?! Was he-? She stopped. He wasn't captured by Papillion, was he? "Does Papillion have him?"

The frown that formed on Plagg's face did nothing to appease her. "In a way he does. Not captured physcially, mind you, but Papillion has him captured by his emotions."

"What?"

"He's an akuma now."

Both Tikki and Marinette gasped as the realization of what happened fully hit them. No, Adrien couldn't, he wouldn't, but she also knew that Plagg didn't have a reason to lie about this. Adrien was under control of Papillion now, which meant…

...that his meeting with his father had not gone well. Her frown returned.

Tikki flew over to her other half. "Did you try and stop it?"

Plagg looked over at the little red bug. "I tried honestly. But before I could even get a chance, that stupid butterfly got to him and prevented me from going any further. The only consolation I suppose is that I don't think Papillion knows that he's Chat Noir. But regardless of that though, I really tried to stop it, but I..."

Tikki hugged Plagg. She knew that Plagg felt really bad about the whole situation. Even though he had never outright said it, she knew that he cared for Adrien and tried, in his own way, to take care of him and make sure he was safe no matter the situation. So to see him distraught like this told her that he was really worried and wanted nothing more than Adrien out of Papillion's control.

Marinette frowned when she saw the sadness evident on Plagg's face. She frowned even more when she tried to think of different ways that she could've been there for Adrien to prevent this from happening. She could've told him to call her right after the meeting, or even texted him much earlier that just a few minutes ago. She could've, should've done something…

Tikki sensed her charge's negative emotions and spoke to her to try and prevent them from getting any further. "Marinette, no matter how much you think you've could've stopped it, what's done is done. We can't change it. What's important now is that we try and stop Adrien's akumatized from causing chaos in Paris and then set him free when we get the chance. That's what we need to focus on right now."

Plagg moved out of Tikki's hold at those words. A look of determination came over his face. "Right." He jerked his body towards Marinette. "Well, then, you need to hurry up and change into Ladybug so that we can Adrien out of this mess!"

Marinette glared as she frowned at the kwami. "I know that, but even then I'm not entirely sure of where he's-"

A low chiming noise came over from her phone where she had left it lying on her desk. Was it a message? Adrien? Although she knew the possibility of that was really low, especially considering the circumstances, but maybe his phone was the item that she needed to destroy to free him? There was only one way to find out.

She ran, no, practically scrambled over to her desk and picked up the device. Unlocking the screen, the only thing she noticed was a tiny icon located at the top of it that didn't look like a message notification. Instead it looked like it was icon for one the apps she had installed on her phone. She gasped as she realized what it was for.

The Lady Blog.

Grabbing the mouse to her computer she quickly used it to click on the internet shortcut to bring her up to the home page which happened to be the aforementioned blog itself. There, on the main page, was a video feed that had been set up. She clicked on it to start up the stream.

Her bluebell eyes widened and she felt them tear up as she clamped her right hand over her mouth in shock at what she saw. 'Oh, Adrien…'

Fury remembered back before he was gifted this amazing power by Papillion all the times he had been told to control his emotions and to keep them bottled up. He laughed. Now though he could care less. Especially even more so now that his powers were fueled by his emotions. Without someone telling him to hold back, he could let them roam freely.

Of course he knew that he did have one outlet for letting his emotions free before, but this, this was more empowering.

He grinned as he looked out over Paris from the Eiffel Tower. He watched the people walking below as they went about their business. His grin turned into a smirk. He knew he should've felt bad about what he was about to do (perhaps he could blame Papillion for this), but for the moment he could care less.

Vaulting himself up onto the rail surrounding the top portion of the tower, he eyed the location of where he was going to land and let himself fall towards the ground. Apparently a few people noticed this happening and screamed at the fear that he was trying to harm himself, but as he continued to gain speed, he flipped himself around feet first to land perfectly onto the ground. He was grateful that his powers gave him the ability to do that otherwise he wouldn't be alive right now.

He moved to stand up and looked around at the crowd that had begun surrounding him. His glowing yellow eyes continued to search until he found his target. The target in question was surrounded by an invisible aura that allowed him to see that he was repressing some kind of anger towards someone. He smirked. Perfect.

Before the target could move away from him, Fury was able to catch him and with a wave of his hand, a dark brown wisp of smoke emanated from it and covered him. Fury watched with delight as the smoke slowly overtook him and soon he changed into someone that looked nearly similar to him: covered in tribal markings and wearing dark red-brown clothing. He now had a follower.

"That's right, let the anger rise inside of you. Go find the person you're angry at and show them exactly how you feel." He grinned as he ordered his new subordinate to give in to their desire. His smile grew even more as he watched the man run off.

Fury turned around to see the rest of the crowd looking at him with a mixture of fear and amazement. A few even had their phones out to record and take pictures of what was going on. One of which was a young girl who he found himself recognizing. It was Alya, the girl who ran the Lady Blog and was a distant friend of his.

Was being the key word.

He turned from the girl and smirked as he noticed more people in the crowd that bore the same aura that he saw surrounding the man from before. His eyes flickered back over Alya briefly as a single thought came to him, 'Well, if she wants a show, I might as well give her one.'

The smoke surrounded his left hand once more. It was time to create an army.

To say that Marinette was freaking out was the understatement of the year. She was so bent out of shape over what she just saw take place on the feed on her computer that she was nearly on the brink of going hysterical. As she watched Fury, no, Adrien change those people into near carbon copies of him, she wondered what it was his father had said or done to him to set him off. Either way though she knew that she would have to have some words with him once this was all said and done. Whether or not he was her idol or her boyfriend's father, no one should make Adrien feel low enough to cause him to become a victim to Papillion's akumas.

Marinette tore her bluebell eyes away from the screen and clicked the mouse to cause the video feed to stop. She couldn't watch anymore. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She had to stop him.

She bit her lip. She didn't want to fight him though. And although she knew this, she also knew that she had no choice in the matter. She had a duty not only to Paris, but to Adrien as well. She had to free him from Papillion's grasp.

Tikki could sense her charge's dilemma and floated over to her to place a hand on her cheek. This caused Marinette to look over at her friend. Tikki smiled as she attempted to calm her nerves. "It'll be alright, Marinette. We'll help Adrien and get him back to normal. I promise."

Marinette felt her lips form into a small smile. Tikki was right. Everything would be fine. She would get Adrien back and she would confront Mr. Agreste about whatever it was that he did to make Adrien walk down this path. That was a promise she would make too.

"Tikki, Spots On!"

Ladybug landed in the area where Fury was she recalled seeing him last on the video feed before she cut it off. She looked around to see if she could find him or any of the army she saw him attempting to amass before she stopped watching. Unfortunately though she couldn't find any trace. She looked to her left to see the Eiffel Tower and thought that she could probably get a better vantage point from there.

She pulled out her yo-yo and pulled her arm back into a throwing position to throw it towards the monument when her eyes finally saw him. She gasped and lowered her weapon as she watched him walking towards her from under the tower with a small army following closely behind. She frowned as she saw the smirk on his face. On her hip she felt Plagg move around in the purse that she normally carried Tikki around in when she was her civilian self. She had a feeling that he could sense what was going on without having to see it for himself.

A loud cackle came from Fury's lips as he saw the look of uncertainty on Ladybug's face. "What's the matter, Ladybug? Scared of little old me?"

Ladybug's frown deepened. Scared? No. Terrified of fighting the love of her life and best friend? More so yes. But one thing she knew for certain though?

She was screwed.