Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-37927094-20200127005334

So... I don't really know what I'm doing, and uh... Yeah. Miraculous Ladybug themed. I don't really know how this works. I like reading Creepypastas, but IDK. I don't know if this fits Creepypasta criteria, but here we go.

'''"Alya! What the hell made you think that?" Marinette asked, shocked.'''

"Marinette, it's true! He's had a history with this! He's just going to hurt you!"

'''"No way! I trust him with my life, and I can't believe you!" she cried. Shaking her head, she began to walk away.'''

'''"Marinette, no!" Alya shouted, grabbing her arm. "You have to believe me!"'''

"No! I don't have to do anything, Alya!"

"Marinette, please, for once, just trust me! He's going to kill you!"

"Leave me- Leave US alone! He did nothing wrong! This compass isn't crazy anymore, and I just realized how many stupid theories you stuffed in my brain! Chloe isn't Ladybug, Adrien isn't Cat Noir, and Luka isn't a murderer!"

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Two Years Later

'''"I'm back, Luka," Marinette said, walking in. She heard a clatter, so she went to the source of the sound. She walked into the next room and gasped quietly. Luka stood there, panting. A girl was laying on the ground. But this was worse than cheating could have ever been. In his hand, Luka held a knife, coated with thick, red blood. The girl on the floor wasn't breathing, and she had a huge gash in her stomach. She had dark blue hair and pale skin. The girl's eyes were open, and her eyes were a bluebell color, unlike any other. Oh, but there was another. Marinette saw it every time she looked in the mirror. "Luka," she breathed.'''

'''"Oh," he said in a low voice. "You weren't supposed to see that," he said coolly.'''

"Alya was right," she said, her voice breaking.

'''"Oh, so Alya was right, now, was she? What did she tell you?" he asked, turning to face her.'''

"Sh-she told me you were a murderer."

"I wouldn't say I'm a murderer, I'm just doing what feels right," he said, playing with the blade in his hands.

'''"I'm... I'm calling the cops," she said, reaching for her phone. Luka threw a knife inches away from her head, planting it in the wall, causing her to drop the phone.'''

<p data-p-id="9466bfbb8594e7da4a2b5cecad61b1e8">"No, you're not doing that, sweetheart," he said with a cold glare.

<p data-p-id="db17addf51c3c54b2eb6b05ea2a2f938">'''"Why are you doing this? Why does she look like me?" Marinette asked.'''

<p data-p-id="d8a5041c45be319ac903d34fe869c7f3">'''"I've been doing this for years. It's kind of my thing now. A hobby, maybe?" He chuckled to himself. "Y'know, the sight of blood used to make me lightheaded. I've obviously gotten past that."'''

<p data-p-id="de4c0267167d1661e718c72343a84b85">'''"You... You still haven't answered my question," Marinette said, trying to be brave. Ladybug wasn't ready for this, and neither was Marinette. If only she still had Tikki...'''

<p data-p-id="b1deca12b11c4aacaef3bc4a727e8524">'''"Your question? You want to know why I'm doing this?" he asked. "Ever wondered why you'd never met my dad?" he asked, raising his voice. Honestly, she hadn't, as far as she could recall. If she had, she never said anything. She stayed quiet. "That's what I thought. It's because he ran off with some ditzy brained, midnight haired, blue-eyed wonder girl and never came back! He left me, he left Mom, he left Juleka for God's sake!" he shouted, losing his cool. "How would you expect me to react?!"'''

<p data-p-id="d554cdb6587da9f732da9e5eff48e0d0">'''"I would have expected you to talk to me about it, not go off killing innocent girls!" Marinette exclaimed.'''

<p data-p-id="772d52d985df337d4f4784cc0f02eae9">'''"Talk to you? Oh, talk to you, yeah, 'cause that makes total sense! Did you honestly think you were the first one? My first 'girlfriend?'" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm, yet suddenly calm. "I've played dozens of girls, just like you, and killed every single one of them. Don't think I won't do it again." Marinette tried her best to look strong and hold her ground, but on the inside, she wanted to cry. "Did you really think I loved you?" Luka asked.'''

<p data-p-id="1721d3e336ecf32982954d13ef4f34ae">'''For some reason she couldn't place, out of all of it, this is what broke her. A tear escaped from her eye, and Luka took this as his chance. In less than a second, he was behind her, holding her in a chokehold. He hummed a song he once played for her, and the world went black.'''

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<p data-p-id="ced7472b49ab6c06344b5db4be485ffe">'''Marinette opened her eyes and felt ropes, tight against her body. She tried pulling away from the metal chair she was locked in, but the rope just tore away at her arms. A voice echoed around the tiny room she was in. "So naive... So blind. She warned you... She fucking warned you, and you ignored it," the voice said. A slicing sound shot through the air, sending chills down her spine. "I guess you know my little secret, now." The blue-haired boy came in front of Marinette, knife in hand.'''

<p data-p-id="b14e6f9c59607e38f1b2708399b62d84">'''"Luka, stop!" Marinette shouted. Luka put a finger to her lips.'''

<p data-p-id="5e589733c12158f7e604b4ebc292ba9d">'''"Shh, shh, shh... No need to yell. Nobody can hear you anyway." Marinette jumped a little bit, trying to bite his finger. He snapped his hand away. "What were you planning with that? Magically cutting the ropes after you bite my finger off?" he scoffed. "You really are stupid." Marinette scowled, but on the inside, her heart was beating a mile a minute. She was terrified. Luka sighed and backed up slightly. "Sadly, you aren't dumb enough. I know that if I let you leave, you'll just blabber to your friends, to the cops, and to those sweet little superheroes," Luka said, running his finger across the blade. "So, I guess I should stop delaying the inevitable."'''

<p data-p-id="14266e225f2ce7ca0a4ff41b1f58ff28">He took a few steps closer and raised his knife.

<p data-p-id="18b7fab3c3c5a735469a8149e57ef593">"Night-night." <ac_metadata title="Miraculous Ladybug Creepypasta? Is that possible?"> </ac_metadata>