This was stuck in my head for a long time! I have a lot more I want to do with it, but I don't have time... and plus its probably a silly AU anyway. Hopefully writing this will get it out of my head.
This girl... was really too pathetic to be a witch. He could barely see her face under her hair. But the glowing object in her hand begged to differ.
"What is he, Tikki? What has he come for?"
That was the queens name, another mark against her. She seemed to be completly ignoring him, looking only at the object in her hand. It shines like a star in the sky, in pulses, like a heart beat.
What was his father so afraid of?
This tiny girl couldn't have been the hardend criminal he was looking for, but her hair was carelessly cropped short; cropping hair is a treatment given to witches before their burning.
"A knight?" The girl laughs, "He's a little scrawny for a knight... dont you think? A little well kept too, Adrien, you say?"
She really must be crazy. He wasnt a knight, he was only here to try and keep the people of his kingdom safe. That object couldnt have been magical if she doesn't even know who he is.
What should he do? Turn her in, lead the knights here? Should he gather one person? An army?
Finally, she lookes up at him, and he felt ice crawl down his spine. One eye, a brillant blue, and the other a deep and chilling red, said to be caused by her soul deep blood lust.
He met her eyes, and he understood why she was so feared.
If you see her, do not fret,
Turn away if you have met
Do not look, or feel regret.
Run from queen killer-Marinette.
