A/N: Hello! I know I didn't think I would be able to post, but I did. And I am introducing my new story. I am done with school, it is summer, I want to try and balance two storied for the last few parts of Things Hidden. Please let me know what you think. This will be an on going story. I put horror cuz I could not find thriller. i will check tags again, because this is more of a thriller story... but with lots of Love 3

Please let me know what you think. Much love,

Traditional twist

Chapter 1

"Nice job, LB," Chat Noir beamed, raising his fist towards his part for its celebratory bump.

She didn't reciprocate. Instead she stayed turned away from him. Even her pigtails flowed away from him in light breeze. "Go."

Chat Noir's ear lowered and his arm relaxed. "My lady? Is something the matter?"

"Stop calling me that!" She yelled, still faced away from. Her shoulders stiffened as she clenched her fists. "I am not your lady," Ladybug hissed in a low tone. "I will never be your lady. When will you get that through your thick head?"

"I- I'm sorry."

"I- I'm sorry," she mocked in an immature, high pitched tone.

"Why are you acting like this? This isn't you, Ladybug?"

"And how would you know that?" Her head turned around and she was no longer Ladybug. A tall dark figure with long spiky blonde hair, black cat ears, a black mask, and green eyes formed in front of him. "Especially when you know so little about yourself."

The figure stretched his clawed hand out towards Chat Noir's suit and yanked at the dangling bell around his neck. The suit fell to the ground and melted around his feet into a sticky tar. Adrien immediately tried to step out of the goop, but he was immobilized. He felt the figure grow closer. He looked up to see it was a taller, leaner Chat Noir with an evil smirk on his face.

The darkened Chat raised his right hand. "Cataclysm," he whispered and the hand lit up with darkness. The powered claw reached forward, inches away from touching Adrien's face…

"Ah!" Yelled Adrien sitting up in bed. A cool sweated flowed down his temple as he panted heavily.

"You okay kid," a pair of tiny green eyes glowed from the pillow.

"Yeah," the blonde panted. "I'm fine Plagg. It was just a bad dream."

"Sounds like a real bad one," Plagg said floating towards his holder. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Adrien shook his head. "No. No I'm fine. I just need to do something to distract myself." He pulled out his phone and opened the screen to the last page he was on, the Ladyblog. He groaned as saw the posts on the most recent akuma attack, before putting phone back down on the side table by his bed. Alya had somehow managed to get a picture of both ladybugs and both Alixes. It still all didn't make sense to him Alix collected energy

The room's momentary illumination quickly faded. The only light in the room came from the street lights on the street below his window. Adrien ran the palms of his hand across his face and into his hair. As his emerald eyes emerged back into the room, Plagg's tiny outline highlighted the kwamis features.

"You sure you don't want to talk about it?" Plagg inquired.

Defeated, Adrien sighed. "It was so weird. Ladybug wouldn't face me. She was being so cold and distant. When she turned around, she was Chat noir, but not. He was taller, and had longer hair than me." A comfortable silence sat. "I think he killed me."

"He killed you?"

"Yeah. He cataclysmed with me. I couldn't move. It was weird." More silence. Adrien picked his phone back up. The time was half past one. He knew he wasn't going to get back to sleep if he continued to lay in his thoughts. "How about we go for a run, Plagg?"

"Adrien, it's the middle of the night. I need my sleep."

"You sleep all day in my bag. How much sleep could you need?"

"If I could, I would only sleep." The cat later his head down and spoke dreamily.

"Well, that's not tonight. Claws out!"

A green light warmed the room and Chat Noir breached. He opened the window to his room and jumped out to a nearby rooftop. He began to sprint.

Chat Noir was light and speedy. His feet barely licked the surface of the tiles he was bouncing off of. He didn't bother to look around him. He was just moving to the distance, blending into the dark Windows and surroundings of the Parisian night.

He made a sudden turn atop the school rough, and noticed a window with a light on not too far away. "Who could be awake at this time?" Chat Noir asked himself.

Extending his pole, Chat Noir vaulted across the street towards the light. As if became closer, he saw it was the top light in the Dupain-Cheng bakery. He continued to move towards it and realized that Marinette's room was the one with the light on, but she wasn't in it. Instead, Chat's night vision gave him a clear view of a sleeping Marinette in the sun chair on the balcony.

"I should go wake her up. The roof is no place to be at this time at night." He bounded onto the balcony, walked over to the exhausted girl, and shook her arm. "Hey, Marinette, you should go to bed."

The pigtailed girl moaned before generally opening her blue eyes. A pair of green glowing orbs stared back at her face. She recoiled at the sight. "What the- Chat Noir?" She attempted to roll over and fell onto the balcony floor.

Chat Noir helped her up. "You know, this really isn't a good time for a cat nap."

She was dazed with rapid blinking eyes. "What the- am I still outside?"

"Yes you are. You fell asleep it seems."

"What time is it?"

"Almost two in the morning."

"What?" She shrieked.

"Shh. You will wake all of Paris."

"Sorry, I just didn't realize I was so tired. Wait what are you doing out here at two in the morning."

"Just needed some fresh air to help me get back to sleep is all."

"You woke up?" She cocked and eyebrow and smirked. "I thought cats love to sleep?"

Chat Noir laughed. "Cats do love to sleep, but they are very active at night as well. Especially when woken."

"What happened? Did you have a nightmare you choked on a hair ball?" Marinette laughed.

The blonde responded with a saddened smile. "Sure, we can go with that." his eyes wandered out into the Parisian sky.

The change in demeanor didn't slip passed Marinette. "Chat, are you okay?"

The feline hero shook his head vigorously before adjusting his gaze, to her face. He smiled widely. "Don't worry, Princess. There is nothing that scares this cat." He placed a paw on her shoulder. "Try and get some sleep. You have school in the morning."

Before his classmate could say anything, Chat Noir leapt off the balcony, and extended his staff. He landed on the rooftop across the street and began to run, until he was back home at the Agreste Mansion.