Day 7
Tuesday
Mom
@adrienagresteseptember2021
He always felt a connection, a bond, to his mother. It was something that couldn’t be explained. It was just so different.
And even after his mother’s death, the bond was still there. The intensity varied from place to a place. It was oddly strong in one of the floors of the house, really no special place. In this place it was like the bond was pulling him towards something underneath the mansion.
The bond was also very present in their favorite park, or an ice cream parlor they often wen,t to or her statue in the garden and her portrait in his father’s studio.
One day the bond was suddenly strong. It was already strong before but this was different as if something activated it and let it’s true power show.
The bond was pulling, no, guiding, him.
Guiding him towards her portrait.
He pressed onto hidden buttons of the drawing, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
The ground beneath sunk lower. But he didn’t flinch. He knewthis was the right way.
Instead of dirt he saw a grande room with water, trees, butterflies and a casket.
He didn’t need the bond to know that he had to step out of the glass elevator and onto the bridge like metal building and go to it’s very end.
While walking down the path he felt like the main character, he didn’t know if as the hero or as the bad guy. He wasn’t sure about that, but he knew this was important, would change him.
And as he reached the end of it, he saw someone. Someone all to familiar who shouldn’t be here, laying in a casket.
He didn’t know what to do or what to say or... anything.
He just broke down behind the casket not being able to handle seeing his mother like this.
His cries grew quieter over time and he was ready to get back up and face her.
“Emilie, I did it! I fixed it!”
His father. Why had he never told him about this?
Adrien took a few more breaths. Ready to question his father, he stepped out from behind the casket.
“Father, wha-“
Instead of his father there was Hawkmoth standing in front of him, proudly holding up the peacock miraculous.
“A-adrien. What are you doing here?”
“What are youdoing here, father? Why is mother here? A-and why are you Hawkmoth? What is going on?”
Adrien couldn’t hold himself together, he broke down and let everything out. All the bottles up emotions.
Gabriel was shocked to say the least, he didn’t want his son to find out like this.
“Nooroo, dark wings fall.”
The fatherly dude in Gabriel took over seeing Adrien. So he sat down next to Adrien and hugged him.
“I’m sorry.”