#mlb x batman
Several months after Jason’s death and after accepting Tim as his disciple, one night Batman returned with a baby.
“Master Bruce, may I ask who your lovely company is?”
“Her name is Marinette. She’s my daughter.”
Alfred frowned. Then Batman thought it best to add that he didn’t want to talk about it.
“Don’t ask me about her origins. The most important thing is that she is my daughter and from now on she will live with me at the Manor.”
“Understood.”
Alfred respected his choice. Tim didn’t seem too surprised, and Dick joked that he was amazed that Bruce didn’t have more children than that (a joke that would be banned after Damian arrived).
No one asked any more questions. The baby had black hair and blue eyes. Who would question her parentage to Bruce in this case?
She grew up in the Manor as Marinette Wayne. A lot of things happened after that: Barbara’s paralysis, Spoiler, then came Jason’s return, then Damian’s arrival.
Part 1:Here|Part 2:Here|Part 3:Here
SUMMARY:Jason discovers that he has a daughter.
Warning: Some colorful langage.
Chapter 4: WHAT?!
Jason was packing up his new apartment. After Bruce’s disappearance, Dick contacted him and asked him to attend an emergency family reunion in Gotham. He couldn’t refuse his brother this favor, although he would never admit it. Bruce had left behind two kids far too young to take care of themselves.
Damian was only 10 years old, having joined the family just under a year ago.
Marinette was only 8 years old. She and Damian did not get along at all. They both had the same problem: they were spoiled rotten.
Bruce had clearly destroyed the little girl by always giving her what she wanted and letting her every whim pass without consequence. Damian had the same problem; his mother had made him believe that he was some kind of prince and that the world should revolve around him.
A self-centered prince and a quirky little princess… An atrocious mix.
He didn’t want to leave Dick alone to face all this.
It was true that the two men had not always been on good terms, that his resurrection and his aggressive behavior had not helped. It had been a little over a year since he had calmed down and gradually started to get closer to Nightwing again. His relationship with Batman was still complicated. His relationship with Tim was… strange. The kid had forgiven him for his past mistakes, however, Jason on the other hand was having trouble forgetting what he had done. He didn’t know how to apologize for it either…
He knew that Tim was still with his friends, but that he was on his way to Gotham. They were going to have to decide what to do with the legacy Bruce had left them, and by legacy, he wasn’t just thinking about Batman. What to do with Wayne’s enterprise? Who was going to take care of it? Should it be announced that Batman was dead? Who would take over the burden?
Even dead, you’re still a pain in the ass, Bruce.
Suddenly, his phone started ringing. Jason was going to ignore it, but then he realized it was Dick.
Strange.
He picked up his phone.
“What?”
“Jason… Are you… Are you alone?”
Dick’s voice was hesitant. It alerted Jason immediately. Was there more bad news to add to the pile of crap Bruce’s disappearance had caused?
“Yeah, why?”
“I… Can I come over? I… I need to talk to you… It’s… It’s important. It concerns you directly.
"Hm.”
Jason chose not to argue or ask for more, if Dick wanted to see him in person then the problem was serious enough that he didn’t want anyone to know.
The man sighed.
He went to his kitchen and began to make coffee. He had a feeling he was going to need a huge dose of caffeine in his bloodstream to take in what Dick had to say.
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“I……. I’m not sure I got it all right, can you do it again?”
Dick sighed. This was the third time he’d repeated the same thing over and over.
“Marinette is Xia-Bing’s daughter, and yours by the same token.”
“ …. ”
“Yes, I did the tests again, over twenty times.”
“ … ”
“Yes, Leslie confirmed it.”
“ … ”
“No, Alfred didn’t know about it. He found out at the same time as Damian, and I did.”
“ … ”
“No Jay, I don’t know why Bruce lied to us all these years.”
“ … ”
“No, Damian won’t say anything right now. I managed to convince him to keep it a secret, I think Alfred talked to him too.”
“ ……… ”
“And… no, I don’t think Marinette knows. She calls Bruce ‘Daddy’. That’s why I came to you first. I want to know what you want to do… We tell her the truth… or…”
“ …… ”
Dick sighed.
“I’ll let you think about it. The family reunion is in a week. It would be nice if you knew what you wanted to do before then.”
Dick laid a hand on his shoulder.
“Whatever you decide, I’ll support you.”
Jason nodded vaguely.
It was impossible to tell how long he sat there on that couch, staring completely blankly. By the time he realized it, the sun had already set, it was night. Jason was completely in the dark.
He had a daughter.
With Xia-Bing.
The spoiled little girl he thought was his sister (and couldn’t stand) was actually his daughter.
Marinette-Jayna Wayne.
Bruce had given “Jayna” as her middle name.
Bruce…
Bruce had named this little girl “Jayna”.
Bruce…. Not only had he replaced him by giving the title of Robin to someone else… He had also…
He had dared….
He had transposed Jason onto Marinette…
Jason tried to calm himself by controlling his breathing, but he was finding it increasingly difficult.
A seething anger was consuming him. Xia-Bing had abandoned their child. She had abandoned the baby… She… WHY? Didn’t everything they had experienced together count for anything? If he hadn’t died, would she have had an abortion without telling him?
Just… WHY?!
How dare she?
WHY?
And that bastard ……………………….. HOW COULD HE KEEP SOMETHING LIKE THAT FROM HIM?
SHE WAS HIS DAUGHTER DAMN IT!
Was that bastard ever going to tell him the truth?!
Damn it…
Jason held his head with both hands. All he wanted to do was scream.
If he had known….
Hell, if he’d known Xia was pregnant, he never would have left.
He loved her.
Damn it.
He loved her so much.
That girl was everything to him.
She was a refuge.
She was his backbone, his strength.
Jason had plans…. For them.
He would do anything for her.
ANYTHING.
Even agreed to be a young parent. If she was the one giving him the child.
Xia… Why?
He had a daughter.
All these lost years….
All this time he thought he was alone, and now he found out he had someone who shared his flesh and blood.
Bruce had completely destroyed the girl. She was a little girl who had no sense of the value of the things around her. She was selfish, didn’t care what people thought as long as she got what she wanted. Hell… He had even heard from Tim that Bruce had given her an island as a birthday present… WHO GIVES AN ENTIRE ISLAND TO A 4-YEAR-OLD BABY?!
What to do?
Would Marinette accept it? She hardly knew him. They had hardly ever spoken together.
Did he want to take on the role of a father? After all this time… After all he had done?
Could he even judge Bruce? The man had given everything to Marinette. Would he have been able to give her that much affection?
Did he have the right to destroy a little girl’s life? Because it was bound to have an impact on her… From one day to the next, she would learn that the man she thought was her father was not…
This little girl’s life was a lie.
Okay, it’s official. I hate you, Bruce.
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Summary : What happened in Bruce’s head that made him decide to hide the existence of Jason’s daughter?
Chapter 3: Transposition
Leslie was in an awkward situation. She was looking at the baby in the crib. Normally, she would have reported that the mother had wanted to give birth anonymously and put the child up for adoption immediately. None of this had happened. Luckily, the staff in charge that night were close friends. None would ask questions about her actions.
What worried Leslie the most was what happened after the girl was delivered. The girl’s mother came back to her.
“ Can…I ask you something?”
“Certainly. Do you have any questions about your daughter’s recovery? Do you have anything you want to clarify?”
“It’s not that. The baby… It’s a little girl, right?
” Correct. “
"Marinette.”
“What?”
“Her name… Can you call her Marinette? That’s… The name I would have liked to give my daughter if I could have had one… Xia is my adopted daughter… So…”
“I see. Very well.”
“And… Just one more thing…”
“Yes?”
“You’re going to contact the family of my daughter’s ex-boyfriend I presume?”
Leslie remained silent.
“Once they get the baby back… Will you ask them if they’ll meet me? I’d like to… talk to them. The safety of this baby is at stake.”
“Mrs. Cheng, if there is anything I need to know about this child, it would be better-…”
“The less you know, the better it will be for you, believe me.”
The woman didn’t give Leslie time to respond, she quickly walked away and joined her family.
Leslie was no stranger to secrets. She was perfectly capable of keeping them. However, what this woman had just told her intrigued her to no end. She picked up her cell phone and dialed a number she knew by heart.
If there was anyone who could protect this baby, it was Bruce.
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Bruce was worried.
It was never a good sign when Leslie contacted him first. What worried him most was the fact that she had asked to speak with “Batman” and not “Bruce Wayne”. Plus, she had said “be careful, more than usual”. Was she in danger?
So it was on his guard that Batman slipped into the doctor’s residence.
“Bruce, is that you?”
“Doctor.”
Leslie turned on the light.
“Follow me. It will be easier to show you than to make a long speech.”
He followed her to a room he recognized as a bedroom. He immediately noticed the crib in the corner of it. Leslie approached the crib.
“Her name is Marinette.”
“Hmm.”
“Her mother’s name is Xia-Bing Cheng.”
“ ……………… ”
“Do I need to explain more?”
“Are you sure this baby.”
“I am the one who helped the girl give birth. Yes, I am sure that the baby is Xia-Bing’s.”
“That’s not what I-”
“I already performed a paternity test, Bruce.”
“ …………………….. ”
“I guess with all that time spent stopping crimes, it cut down your time to explain to your son that sex makes babies.”
Leslie was angry.
“ ………………………. ”
Bruce’s brain had stopped functioning. The only thing repeating on a loop in his mind was “Baby” and “Jason”. He stared at the baby who was sleeping peacefully in the crib. His son’s blood was flowing through this baby’s veins.
He was a grandfather.
Jason… would never know this baby.
What kind of father would Jason have been?
Probably a great one.
Bruce approached the crib. He took off his glove and brought his hand to the baby’s face. He stroked her cheek with one finger. Her skin was warm. A sign that the baby was alive.
Alive.
Not like Jason.
“I’m taking her with me.”
“Bruce…that’s not as-”
“Leslie. Starting today Bruce Wayne had a daughter with a woman who chose to leave him the child.”
“Bruce… There’s something you need to know first.”
He looked back at the speaker.
“The grandmother of the little girl is asking to see the parent who will adopt the baby. She has something important to say… Concerning…. Her safety.”
Bruce frowned further.
“I wanted to know more, but she told me that if I cared about life, it was better not to ask too much.”
“I see. Get in touch with the woman. I’ll talk to her. In the meantime, this baby is going back with me.”
“Very well. I’ll take care of everything else.”
“Leslie… Thanks for the heads-up.”
“Don’t make me regret this choice, Bruce.”
And so, little Marinette-Jayna Wayne came into his life.
Three days after Jayna arrived at the mansion, Leslie contacted him again. Mrs. Cheng was ready to meet him. She wanted the meeting to be as discreet as possible. Bruce agreed with these terms. It was better for Jayna’s safety that no one knew about his meeting with a married woman.
Of course, he didn’t wait for the woman to contact him to do his research. He had already begun his investigation when Jason had started dating Xia-Bing. At that point, it was just a simple inspection. He wanted to make sure that his son was safe by getting close to the Cheng family. Nothing had particularly drawn his attention to this family. Now that he was digging deeper into them, especially Mrs. Cheng, he realized that something was wrong. How come he hadn’t realized this detail before?
Oh yes… Jason had asked him not to “snoop” into his girlfriend’s life… He wanted to respect his son’s choice… It was a mistake.
Everything about Mrs. Cheng was actually fake. Her identity was purely fictitious, the people on her birth certificate did not exist. Her social security number was fake.
Mr. Cheng on the other hand was completely clean. There was no problem with his past. Everything was verifiable, the man obviously had nothing to hide. Which led to the most important question: did this man know that his wife simply did not exist? At least, administratively speaking, this woman was a ghost.
Bruce was going to have to be on his guard the day he met Madame Violeta Cheng. If Violeta was really her name…
On the day of the meeting, the woman was clearly not at ease. She sat nervously at the table of the restaurant that Bruce had previously reserved. He owned this restaurant, so he could have a room reserved if he wanted.
“Mr. Wayne, I was hoping you would be the one to receive me today.”
“Ms. Cheng, it’s a pleasure. I understand you have something to tell me?”
“ Exactly. But first, I’d like to be sure of one thing. Mrs. Thompkins told me that you would recognize Marinette as your daughter and not as your granddaughter?
"That’s right.”
“Perfect… Please don’t ever let anyone know that this little one is Xia-Bing’s daughter…”
“I understand your concern ma'am, but if I may ask, why are you so worried about a child you don’t want to be in charge of?”
“That’s precisely why I came to see you today. As I understand it… you have a connection with Batman, don’t you?”
“Hmm… Well…”
“That’s the only reason I left Marinette with you.”
“ … ”
“My birth name is Shan Sa Wu. I was abandoned at birth with my twin sister Fei at the gates of a temple. The master of the place adopted both of us. I was raised in the traditional art of Kung Fu for years. Things took a dramatic turn the day our adoptive father, An Chao Wu was murdered by a rival clan. They wanted something precious that my foster father was protecting. My sister and I had to separate to have the best chance of survival. I followed my father’s friends to Tibet, where I continued my training in a Shaolin temple. My sister kept the family jewel and joined another group of our father’s friends. I have never seen her since…”
“I’m sorry about that.”
“Thank you… But the reason I am telling you all this is because in that temple, I met my biological grandfather there. His name was Su-Han. He told me that the one I thought was my sister was not. He assured me that Fei wasn’t my biological sister. I was his one and only granddaughter. My father is said to be Tao-Han and my mother Bao Lee Fu.
Bruce was silent. Shan Sa was telling her story while twiddling her fingers. So far, she didn’t seem to have lied. At least her body language suggested she was telling the truth.
"My grandfather had never accepted the relationship between my parents, which was why both were expelled from the temple. There was a tradition that a family heirloom should be passed from grandchild to grandchild in the temple. My parents had been dishonored and had not received this family jewel. My grandfather decided that I was more worthy than my parents and gave me the item…”
Shan Sa then placed a small black box on the table. There was a red symbol on the lid. A kind of geometrical rosette. Bruce took the box and opened it. He took the object inside the box: it was a silver-colored ouroboros bracelet. He examined the jewel. It was a high-quality bracelet, obviously hand forged. Whoever had created this jewel was talented.
“This bracelet is supposed to bring good luck and good fortune to its wearer. Marinette being my first granddaughter, this bracelet is rightfully hers. Could you give it to her on her 6th birthday?”
“Why the 6th?”
“ It’ s the tradition… ”
“I see.”
“You don’t have to tell her the truth… Just… give it to her please?”
“Very well… Is there anything else?”
Shan Sa nervously began to bite her nail.
“Yes… This directly concerns my origins. My grandfather is a cruel man. If he finds out about Marinette, he will do anything to get her back.”
“Why would he do that? Isn’t Xia Bing your adopted daughter? I have a feeling that this Su-Han values blood above all.”
“Yes, you are right, and that is the problem.”
“You mean that…”
“Exactly. Xia Bing is actually my biological daughter. So that my grandfather wouldn’t find out about her, I asked my sister-in-law Mei Cheng to raise her as her own daughter. In reality, only Shu Yin is the biological daughter of my sister-in-law. I made everyone around me believe that I was sterile. No one ever knew the truth. And if you are wondering, no, my current husband is not the biological father of Xia Bing. But he doesn’t know that…”
This story was getting more and more complicated. Bruce felt like his head was going to explode due to the many questions he had.
“Let’s say so. In that case, why give this jewel to the child if it could put her in danger?”
“ Quite the opposite. As long as this jewel is with her, she will be protected. This jewel has been my guardian for all these years. I know Marinette will be safe.”
Bruce was skeptical. One thing was certain for him, Jayna would never have this jewel in her possession. There was no way his precious granddaughter could have a piece of jewelry that was the object of so much envy.
“Oh, one more thing, Mr. Wayne…”
Bruce then looked up at Shan Sa. He felt his eyelids grow heavy. What was that?
When Bruce came to his senses, he was in his car arriving at the Manor. This was very strange. He had to do some analysis on himself immediately.
Time passed. Jayna was now a very energetic and lively granddaughter. She filled his heart with joy. The more Bruce saw of her, the more he felt like he was seeing Jason.
It was apparently a problem.
It all started with Alfred.
“Master Bruce, I think it’s best that from now on you stop calling this child ‘Jayna’, but rather start calling her 'Marinette’.”
“I don’t follow you, Alfred. Jayna is also her name.”
“Bruce.Marinette is not Jason.”
“ …. ”
Then Dick too began to blame him for his behavior with HIS daughter.
“Bruce…you’re projecting Jason onto Marinette.”
“ … ”
“Can you believe it? She has very short hair for a little girl… She wears red clothes a lot… Her favorite dessert is Neapolitan ice cream… Doesn’t that remind you of someone?”
“ …. ”
Tim began to express concern.
“Bruce… I know you don’t like to talk about it but… I’m worried about Marinette.”
“Why?”
“That is… she… looks a lot like hmm… you know… Jason?”
“ ……… ”
Then came the date of Jayna’s sixth birthday. Bruce couldn’t remember much about that day. All he knew was that the next day, to his horror, Marinette was wearing the ouroboros bracelet he didn’t want her to wear. The problem was that he couldn’t take back from the child something he had obviously given himself. It would hurt her feelings. He would have to triple the vigilance around Jayna.
Two weeks later, Red Hood appeared in Gotham.
When Bruce discovered that behind Red Hood’s mask was his son Jason…
He began calling his granddaughter Marinette.
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Part 1 : Here.
Summary: Dick and Damian discovered that Marinette Wayne should actually be called Marinette Todd. Let’s go back a few years and see what happened!
Jason Todd was the first boyfriend of a certain Xia-Bing. She sincerely loved him with all her heart.
How did Jason and Xia-Bing meet? Why did they break up? Why didn’t Jason know he had a daughter?
Chapter 2: Crossing paths
Xia-Bing met Jason when he was still living on the streets of Gotham. She was sad after her parents died. With her sister, she had to live with her aunt and uncle. The couple owns several restaurants. She met Jason, while he was trying to escape from a group of men who were chasing him. Xia-Bing saved him.
She goes to give Jason her snack. At first, he refused. She insisted, saying, “Today it’s you, tomorrow it’s me”.
Jason accepted the gift, but he was still on his guard.
From that day on, Xia-Bing helped Jason as much as she could. Jason was grateful to her.
"Jay, are you sure just a sandwich is okay?”
“ Tell now that you think I’m a glutton!”
“Huh? No! Not at all! It’s just… I worry about you, Jay…”
“I told you Xia, I can take care of myself.”
“Hm…”
Then one day Jason disappeared.
Xia-Bing was worried, but she couldn’t say anything to anyone. Discreetly, several times she escaped from her aunt and uncle’s house to try to find Jason on the street, but she never succeeded.
Then, one morning…
“Hello everyone, today we have a new student. Please make him feel welcome. Introduce yourself.”
“Jason Todd.”
Xia-Bing thought she was going to fall out of her chair. Her eyes met Jason’s. He recognized her immediately. A slight smile formed on his lips. Xia-Bing felt her cheeks flush.
Jason is alive, Jason is fine…
After class, the first thing Xia-Bing did was to talk to Jason.
“Jay… How-”
“I’ve been adopted.”
“Really? That’s… Jay, that’s great!”
“Hm…
"I was… I was so worried about you.”
Her voice trembled slightly, but she still had a smile on her face. She didn’t want to cry in front of him, that would be extremely embarrassing for her. But seeing Jason again, knowing that he was okay, and best of all, that he finally had a place to spend the night, filled her with joy.
Jason looked at her for a moment in silence. He looked away and rose from his chair.
“I…you…should go join your friends.”
He got up and left the room in a hurry. Xia-Bing followed him with her eyes. She realized that her friends were waiting for her in front of the room, giving her curious looks. She joined them. Her friend Nadja was the first to speak.
“Do you know this guy?”
"Oh… Uh… Yeah… He… Used to live near my house before he moved out.”
“Uh-Uh… Close to your house, huh…”
“What’s up Nadja?”
It wasn’t Nadja who answered her though, but her second friend Amelie.
“Haven’t you heard Xia? This guy is Bruce Wayne’s new adopted son!”
“WHAT?!”
Xia-Bing was shocked. Jason had been adopted by the famous Bruce Wayne? That was strange, how could these two meets?
People can be so cruel sometimes.
Jason had a hard time fitting in with the class. The reason? He was from the poorest part of Gotham. The other students, all of whom were at least middle-class children, considered Jason to be inferior.
It was simply ridiculous!
Xia-Bing herself was the daughter of a famous Chinese chef and a famous pastry chef. She had been adopted by her uncle, but he was the owner of one of the largest restaurant chains in both America and China. She wasn’t what you would call “poor”. However, both her parents and her uncle refused to treat anyone differently because of their economic capital.
So, every day she came to talk with Jason. She went to eat with him. She would talk to him when he was in the library. Jason seemed embarrassed every time because of her behavior.
“Xia, you shouldn’t talk to me. You’ll get in trouble if you stay with me.”
“Jason… I’m not going to start ignoring you because of these jerks!”
“Look, I appreciate it but…”
“There’s no ‘but’, Jason. I care about you, we’re friends. A couple of rich kids aren’t going to change my mind.”
“ …. You know you’re a rich kid too, right?”
“You’re one too. Mr. Todd-Wayne.”
Jason smiled. He never said anything to her again after that exchange.
The beautiful thing about youth is that it’ s not afraid of anything.
“What did you just say?”
“A date… Could we… Go somewhere?”
Xia-Bing blinked several times. She was dreaming, wasn’t she?
“It’s…. You don’t have to accept Hmmm… You know what, forget it.”
“ H-HEY? What? NO! I mean YES!”
“Wait, what?”
“I… I’d like to go on a date with you Jason… I… it would be… cool.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah…”
“Cool.”
“Yeah…that’s…cool.”
They exchanged an awkward smile.
The two of them met at the entrance of the movie theater. Xia-Bing chose her outfit carefully. She wanted to be as pretty as possible to please Jason.
They went to the theater together. They held hands at the exit. Before leaving, Xia-Bing plucked up her courage and placed a kiss on Jason’s cheek before heading home, completely flustered.
Jason returned to the Manor; his face completely flushed. Bruce and Alfred teased him for several days.
Jason and Xia-Bing started dating officially.
He was her first boyfriend. She was happy with him.
It was an innocent, pure love. They often held hands. Kissing each other on the cheek.
Then came the school vacations.
Xia-Bing decided to make things official with her family. It was time to introduce Jason to her adoptive parents and her sister. Unfortunately, although her family was very courteous, she knew them well enough to know that her adoptive parents didn’t approve of her relationship. After Jason left, her doubts were confirmed.
“Xia-Bing, we are not going to stop you from seeing this boy. We will respect your choice but know that we do not approve. This boy has questionable origins and lives with an equally questionable man.”
“Uncle, it’s not Jason’s fault that his adoptive father has a bad reputation…”
“I don’t doubt that. That’s not the problem.”
“What is the problem then?”
“You’re not from the same world.”
Xia-Bing was more than a little annoyed by this. It was just like the students at his school. The ones who always told her to treat everyone as equals. What a bunch of hypocrites!
Yes, Jason was from a bad part of Gotham, so what? That’s not what defined him! Jason was Jason, no matter where he came from!
It was such a contrast to when she met Jason’s adopted family. She was welcomed with open arms.
“Xia-Bing I presume? It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Jason talks about you all the time.”
“Really?”
“BRUCE!”
She watched with pleasure as her boyfriend was teased all evening by Bruce. Alfred was adorable. Jason also had an older brother who didn’t live in Gotham but in Blüdhaven. (She never met him).
They entered their first year of high school together. Luckily, they were in the same class.
Everything was going well, but Xia-Bing noticed that Jason sometimes had bruises. She was concerned. Jason told her that he was just in combat sports and that he sometimes got hurt. Xia-Bing was skeptical, but finally decided to trust him.
This wasn’t the main problem.
Xia-Bing couldn’t help but realize how handsome and hot her boyfriend was. Previously, their classmate had alluded to Jason’s background. Since they were in high school, things had changed.
Jason was attracting attention. Several girls in her grade were jealous of their relationship, especially after the first gym session. All the classes had sports at the same time the first year of high school. The sport of the day was soccer. Strangely, after seeing her boyfriend in his gym clothes, he became the center of attention.
“Did you see that boy with black hair? He’s super hot!”
“That’s Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne’s adopted son.”
“Seriously?”
“You think he’s single?”
“Nope, I think he’s dating a girl from 1-A.”
“Tss, why are the good-looking guys always taken?”
Xia-Bing couldn’t help but have a little satisfied chuckle. Yes, Jason was a good-looking guy. And more importantly, this handsome guy was 100% in love with her. He was HER lover. And she wouldn’t share him! EVER!
High school life brings with it many changes.
Xia-Bing wanted to take the next step in their relationship, but she didn’t dare tell Jason. She fantasized about him.
Completely.
But she finally got up the courage to tell him that she thought he was hot.
“Jay… you…you are super hot!”
“Uh, thanks?”
“ … ”
“ … ”
“ So… what are you reading these days?”
It was better to change her strategy.
Xia-Bing started to dress “sexier” on their date, hoping to get a reaction from him, but… Jason seemed…. Jason seemed completely unresponsive.
Finally, one day, as they were returning from a book signing by an author Jason loved, it started to rain. They took refuge together in the entrance of a building. The entrance was very wide and well covered. Xia-Bing was cold and hugged Jason. He wrapped his arms around her to keep her warm. She could hear Jason’s heart beating fast. Her heart was beating fast too. She could feel under Jason’s wet shirt, his strong body. Her cheeks were burning.
She then pulled away from Jason to look into his eyes.
She realized that he was looking at her intensely.
They kissed.
Things started to get out of hand when Jason put his hand under her skirt, and she pressed herself against him. They were forced to separate to catch their breath. Xia-Bing was blushing. It was the first time that she made this kind of thing with somebody. Jason also seemed embarrassed.
After this event, their kiss became more… intense. They began to touch each other. At first it was just petting. Things changed little by little.
Then Xia-Bing saw a golden opportunity when her uncle and aunt announced that they needed to go on a trip. Her older sister had decided to spend those three days at a friend’s house. Xia-Bing had the house to herself.
She invited Jason.
She had prepared herself psychologically.
He was her first boyfriend, she wanted to experience something special with him.
Jason agreed to come.
When he joined her, she realized she wasn’t the only one who was nervous. He seemed to understand why she had invited him.
They decided to watch a movie, to lighten the weird atmosphere between them.
Xia-Bing finally admitted to him that she had never done anything like this before…
“I love you… I love us… I want… to share something special with you. I… want… to have you… just for me… I’m… a bit selfish, aren’t I? But… You… You mean so much to me… If you want… and only if you want… I ”
Jason said nothing at first. He looked at her intensely. Then he gently ran his hand over her cheek and kissed her.
The two lost their virginity to each other.
Jason was supposed to stay only that night… He finally stayed the three days. He left the house shortly before the rest of her family arrived. But Xia-Bing was happy. It was the most intense and unforgettable three days of her life.
She and Jason grew closer after that. Afterwards, the two of them did it again two or three times… Sex was not a central part of their relationship. It was kind of a bonus.
Then one night, on the eve of the vacations, Jason told her that he had to go to Ethiopia for a while. He would come back to see her when he returned.
Jason never came back.
Xia-Bing was completely devastated. She cried for several weeks. Then things started to change. She felt tired and sad all the time.
She could already see herself spending her life with Jason…. She didn’t want to think about a world where he wasn’t there.
Some of the things she used to love made her want to throw up. She hated the sight of some books. She put it down to her sadness. Her family did the same.
Then one day, about nine months after Jason’s death, Xia-Bing was slowly getting over it. She felt a violent pain. At first she thought she had eaten something that she couldn’t digest. But as time passed, the pain became more and more unbearable. Her uncle decided to take her to the free clinic in Gotham, which was not far from their home.
Everything happened very quickly.
After a series of examinations, she was taken to a separate room where a woman, Dr. Thompkins, asked her a series of strange questions.
When was the last time she had a period? Had she ever had sex?
That was when the bombshell was dropped: Xia-Bing was pregnant and about to give birth.
She had gone into what was called denial of pregnancy.
She was terrified.
Without any preparation, without understanding what was happening to her, she gave birth to a baby girl.
This baby scared her. She didn’t even know she had one!
She felt humiliated.
Her adoptive parents were shocked, as was her sister.
This baby…. Came out of nowhere….
She didn’t want it!
Fortunately, her family agreed with her. Dr. Thompkins asked her if she could at least tell her who the father was, so she could make the necessary arrangements. Xia-Bing hesitated, but finally told the doctor that there was only one boy she had ever had sex with, and that boy’s name was Jason Todd, her now-deceased ex-boyfriend.
Dr. Thompkins suggested that the child be placed for adoption. That his family didn’t have to worry about it and that she would take care of everything. No one would ever know about it.
Her family thanked her and left the hospital, leaving the baby and the whole thing behind.
Everyone collectively decided that the incident never happened.
Three months later, the Cheng couple decided to move to Shanghai, her uncle’s hometown.
She left the United States.
Years later, she met her future husband, Thomas Dupain.
Xia-Bing became Sabine Cheng and later Sabine Dupain-Cheng.
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PART 2: HERE
Several months after Jason’s death and after accepting Tim as his disciple, one night Batman returned with a baby.
“Master Bruce, may I ask who your lovely company is?”
“Her name is Marinette. She’s my daughter.”
Alfred frowned. Then Batman thought it best to add that he didn’t want to talk about it.
“Don’t ask me about her origins. The most important thing is that she is my daughter and from now on she will live with me at the Manor.”
“Understood.”
Alfred respected his choice. Tim didn’t seem too surprised, and Dick joked that he was amazed that Bruce didn’t have more children than that (a joke that would be banned after Damian arrived).
No one asked any more questions. The baby had black hair and blue eyes. Who would question her parentage to Bruce in this case?
She grew up in the Manor as Marinette Wayne. A lot of things happened after that: Barbara’s paralysis, Spoiler, then came Jason’s return, then Damian’s arrival.
The little girl knew many upheavals in her little life. However, Bruce had always made sure to protect her from outside dangers. Although she knew how to defend herself, she never put on a uniform and lived a “normal” civilian life (as normal as life could be in Gotham). Everyone knew that Bruce was extremely protective of Marinette. Including Damian. When he arrived at the house and tried to attack Marinette, Bruce was so angry that he managed to scare his son. Damian never tried anything in front of his father again (behind his back was another story).
The siblings all knew that Marinette was special. She was always treated differently from them. At first, since she was the only girl in the Manor, the boys thought it was probably the fact that she was Bruce’s only daughter.
Then Cass came along, and everyone just had to face the fact that Bruce just preferred Marinette. It was very annoying but understandable… After all, she was not a fighter (more like a puppy), she was a civilian (a cute one), so she was fragile (nobody can be afraid of that brat…).
Then came a day… A fateful day that changed absolutely everything in the life of the little girl, but also in the life of those around her.
Batman disappeared.
The little girl was orphaned. Wanting to get rid of the girl, Damian decided that the absence of his father was an opportunity to prove once and for all that he was the one and only son of Batman.
Dick, who was there at the time, told Damian that even if Marinette was adopted, it didn’t change the fact that she was their sister… until the test results came back.
At that very moment, only Damian and Dick were present in the Bat-cave.
“Damian… This is a very funny joke, I didn’t know you knew how to play pranks…”
“ … ”
“This is a prank, isn’t it?”
“ … ”
Dick then repeated the test, and the same result came out every time. But… It was impossible… How?! After his twentieth attempt, Dick had to accept the truth. If he could, he would resurrect Bruce and then kill him with his own hands. He didn’t understand… why?
Why had his adoptive father hidden such important information?
Then a sound of breaking glass was heard in the cave, almost startling Dick. Damian, who had seen the newcomer approaching, remained incredibly silent. Alfred was in the bat-cave, and by his completely horrified expression, he also ignored the truth.
The screen displayed the following DNA test result:
Biological father: Jason Todd
Biological mother: Sabine Cheng
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I don’t really plan to write a sequel, maybe if someone is interested I will. ^^
Agrete-Wayne?
by@mochinek0
“Mr. Way-” someone began, but he silenced them by putting his hand up.
“I would like an explanation as to why you all have decided to accuse my wife of having an affair and accosting us, as we were headed out for lunch. Everyone will stay silent unless I call on you. Understood?” he demanded. The reporters nodded.
With a sigh, he pointed to the gentleman in a teal button up shirt.
“There is an article circulating online, saying that Marinette is carrying the Agreste heir.” the reporter stated.
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Babysitter Maribat reverse age AU
by@trashystar420
“A-Are you sure darling? The boys tend to be a bit, on the destructive side. They might actually destroy half the mansion in less then five minutes, trust me, I’ve seen and been there first hand.” Marinette placed her hands on her hips and gave a confident smile.
“I‘ve babysat before, and trust me, I KNOW how bad they can get, but with enough experience under my belt, I assure you that I can handle it, though if I’m going to do this, I’m going to need to know who I’m to babysit and what do they like?” And with a simple nod, Selina told Alfred the plan. The butler reluctantly agreed.
Remember some chapters are longer than others
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Daminette Ao3 Recommendations
An Email AwaybyLovelyLore
Chapters: 17/?
Marinette had been startled to find out that her school and a school in America were collaborating to do a pen pal assignment. To be fair, the assignment was suppose to help the students with the grammar of the language they were learning. Marinette pulled a random name out of the box. She hoped Damian wrote good French and that she could write well enough English.
How A Demon Commissions An AngelbyAlixAnonymous
Chapters: 19/25
Damian Wayne really needs to get his brothers good Christmas presents or else he may be sent off to the Teen Titans because apparently his people skills “leave much to be desired”. Succeeding where his brothers failed, he manages to find out the true identity of their favorite French fashion designer, MDC. Getting her to make their gifts would certainly cement his ability to say. The only problem? Those nonexistent people skills might prove detrimental as his email makes himself an enemy that’s quite near her breaking point.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng has had a hard two years to put it lightly. There are no more good days for her, just ones that aren’t as bad. The email threatening to expose her, potentially making her already awful situation even more unbearable, comes on one of the worst. Could her reply be the first hint in years of the fire that has been nearly snuffed by her classmates? They both might be surprised to find how much life can change with some well constructed sentences and a couple terribly made aliases.
Today will be a good daybymysweetvillain
Chapters:1/1
Marinette wanted to believe that today was going to be a good day.
Tumblr Prompt: K k so prompt mari is already in a relationship with Damian shes happy hes happy its adorable but dun dun dun Adrien finds out she’s ladybug and tries to win her over it doesn’t work but most of the class are rooting for him. Chloe is not she thinks he should respect that Marinette is happy with someone else and move on
A Mistakebynxrthmizu
Chapters:1/1
Damian had always thought that turning eighteen was a privilege. Boy, was he wrong. It was, in fact, a nuisance.
It’s (Not) GeneticsbyDesertSnowQueen
History Repeats
Chapters: 1/1
When Kitty Noire makes an appearance in Gotham, she finds herself drawn to a certain little bird whose brothers are far too entertained by this turn of events
Your Not-Quite Maid Marian
Chapters: 1/1
Robin spots Kitty Noire again while on patrol
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Maribat Ao3 Recommendations
Definitely A Batbysarahovoxov
Chapters:2/2
Marinette was kidnapped as a baby and lived another lifetime. Now at the age of eight again she must live with her father.
Bruce won’t let her go.
Adrien and Marinette being overqualified and Jason just being here as the best dadbyTheCuriousCat
Chapters:7/7
Marinette and Adrien need someone to love them.
Jason needs someone to love.
Fate decides that her favourite people should be happy and makes it happen.
Bruce is just happy that he was wrong about his sons death.
Damian’s Deitybysarahovoxov
Chapters:1/1
When Marinette goes radio silent for a month Damian gets nervous. He goes to Paris to find her but so much has changed including her appearance. All he wants is to help her, and he would do anything for his Angel including keeping her a secret from the Wayne’s.
Baby Beanbyizzybelledot
Chapters:1/1
Marinette Wayne has recently been adopted, but old habits die hard. Luckily, her new siblings are there when she inevitably crashes.
The brother you never asked for by Alexiessan
Chapters:1/1
Jason only wanted to win the bet against Dick and find the best bakery in Paris during their stay in the French capital. He didn’t mean to gain a new sister, he swears.
Remember some chapters are longer than others
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Maribat Masterlist of Masterlists
Masterlistby@arty-shadow-morningstar
Contents are Daminette’s, Bio Dad! John Constantine, Bridgette switching, Platonic Jasonette, Platonic Brucinette, and a Stephanie x Marinette.
Waiting for the Worms Masterpostby@black-streak
This is one big fic about soulmate Jasonette where they can switch bodies. Guess who was in Jason’s body when the Joker killed ‘him’.
ML x DC Masterlistby@artxyra
Containing Mari/Adribat, Mominette, Klepto! Mari, Psychologist Mari, Sibling Brucinette, Daminette and many more.
Maribat Master Listby@astrynyx
Containing Timari/Timinette, Daminette, and art.
Masterpostby@soulmate-game
There are Bio Dad! Stephen Strange, Bio Dad! Bruce Wayne, Bio! Dad John Constantine, Adopted by the Kents, Bio Dad & Mom! Joker and Harley, and many more.
Remember some chapters are longer than others
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Challenge for all Maribat writers who are willing/able to do it!
I challenge all Maribat writers to write a villainess origin story for Marinette based around the song “Panic Room” by Au/Ra. Only requirement is that it has to be at LEAST 500 words (there is no max, can be a one shot or multiple chapters). It can be romantic, platonic, familial, anything really. AND if you’re able to find a way, any way, to maybe get Mari falsely admitted to Arkham before the end of the story, extra brownie points for you! Have fun, and if you do decide to do this PLEASE tag me! Thank you!
I KNOW it’s been a hot second, and I’m sorry. Personal stuff has been kicking me in the butt and I haven’t been able to write something for myself in literally 3 weeks. I hope this makes up for it. Requested from my Ao3 here is part 2 of, Why Can’t Bats Rest in Peace?
Sorry. I missed the part where you said to post requests here. This is an idea to follow up your resurrected Marinette story.
What about Marinette struggling with her time as ladybug but also the fear and anxiety from her resurrection. Like having flashback from the worst akumas and her having new fears like being underground or in small spaces. The bat family helps her with the akuma trauma and Jason helps with the trauma from her resurrection. Does this work? I’m good at brainstorming ideas but am really bad at writing my ideas out as a story.
Ground me, Not Bury Me
Falling, she was falling! The air had left her lungs and all she could feel was wind whipping around her. She screamed and reached for the hand of an unknown man with blonde hair and bright green eyes. She could feel a strong pull to him, but she couldn’t remember what for. She gasped for air, but everything was still blurred around her as she came crashing down, down, down! She screamed and screamed and screamed as she was suddenly stabbed by an unknown person with a blurred face. She wasn’t falling anymore, instead she was on her knees holding her side where warm liquid dripped down around her. Someone was speaking, but she couldn’t make out a word. She looked around and saw people with black hair wearing strange clothing around her. She felt the strongest urge that she knew them. She wanted to crawl towards them to make sure that they were alright, but suddenly something cold and hard was clasped tightly around her wrists. She looked up at the blurred figure as they laughed manickly. She didn’t feel afraid of them, but for some reason she was afraid of what they would do to her and the other people. She could glimpse bits of white and green from the blurry figure, and then they hit her and she fell over. When she tried to get back up, she found that she couldn’t even sit up. She felt soft material surrounding her, and something flowing at her legs. She screamed again as there wasn’t a single speck of light. It was dark, it was so dark, and something was trickling down her face! She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t breathe, why can’t she breathe?! She banged her fists against the plush material, but it did nothing. She scratched and clawed, shredding her skin to bits, but she ignored the pain. Her panic only increased as the more she struggled the faster the unknown substance came down into whatever was holding her. She sobbed, she couldn’t even remember the last time she had cried. She couldn’t take it anymore, why was all this happening?! Why couldn’t she be free?! She was going to die, she was going to disgrace her family and die because she was to incompitent to escape! She just wanted this to be over.
***
Bruce, Damian, Dick, Jason, and Alfred hurried to the room Marinette was in. They had heard her screaming and needed to make sure she was okay. Marinette had been getting better as of recent months, but it was still a long way to go for her recovery. Nobody knew what had brought her back, not even the Flashes, but she was here, and they weren’t going to lose her again. She had on and off days where she was able to be fully awake and conscious for a few hours at a time, her record was currently 6, before fading back into a cloudy sort-of daze. These hours were often few and far between, often happening only once or twice a month at random.
As they neared the door the horrid screams were replaced by heart-wrenching sobs and muffled pleading.
“Let ‘e out!”
She gasped out as they slowly opened her door. Marinette wasn’t moving, but her body was tense in a way that showed her fear of being trapped.
“Too small! Dark! Help!”
She cried out causing Jason to instantly run to her side. Gently he picked his baby sister up so that he could sit on her bed and have her lean against his chest as he caressed her head.
“Shh. It’s okay Pixie. You’re not there, you’re out. You won’t ever go back there again.”
Jason whispered soothingly into her ear as his eyes began to water with unshed tears. Slowly Marinette’s erratic breathing began to slow as Jason continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ears while rocking her slightly. Her eyes began to open, tears still falling down her oh so pale cheeks. Her eyes were still clouded over and not a word escaped her as she stared into nothingness. She simply leaned closer into her big brother’s chest seeking out the warmth she desperately wanted.
The others watched from the doorway hesitant to ruin the moment. But Jason simply looked up at them with a sad smile and with a quick movement of his head invited them to join them. Jason moved to the center of the bed and let everyone surround the two. Damian was the first one, moving to hug his sister’s right while wishing he could do anything to relieve her of this pain. Tim came on their left, resting his head against Jason’s shoulder as he stared worriedly at his baby sister. Dick plopped on next to Damian and wrapped all of them into a hug as he looked into Marinette’s clouded eyes. Bruce simply sat on the edge of the bed staring lovingly at all of his children promising himself that he’d keep watch. He’d keep them all safe. Alfred smiled at his family while wrapping the large duvet around all of the members cuddled together in the center of the bed. He gave Bruce a small squeeze on the shoulder before he silently left the room keeping the door open just a crack. All would be well, not now, but one day.
***
Marinette leaned her head against Dick’s shoulder. She was conscious today, and she didn’t know how to feel about it. She had died, she knew she had died, she rememberedtheway she had died. She wished she didn’t because it always made her finicky and it made her feel like she wanted to claw off her own skin at times. Besides, if she began to actually think about it, she would go back to the mazy mist that clouded her brain. That was almost worse because every time she came back she lost once again and didn’t know how long it had been, where she was, what had happened to her, it was a truly awful and disorienting feeling to exist. The worst part was because she was trained to never let herself be that adrift in the first place, so the fact that it happened so often and for so long made everything even worse. It was always the worst when she came to when she was alone. Nobody was there to ground her and all she could do was panic until the haze overtook her senses once more. She glanced around the den feeling the heat from the flames caress her unnaturally cold skin. It was nice, that was until a flash of a burning city came into her mind. It was so hot, the scent of charred skin hung heavy in the air and she couldn’t breathe! Screams resounded in her head and despite her attempts to cover her ears to quiet the sound, it only made the cries of agony grow lounder, and louder, and LOUDER!
“Marinette, it’s okay. You’re not in Paris anymore. It’s all over. Please Mari, I need you to breathe.”
Someone was holding her wrists in a firm yet gentle grasp as her head was gently against something firm yet comfortable. The first thing she noticed was the slow rise and fall of object she could now decipher as her older brother’s chest. Then she heard the constant ba-dump of a heartbeat. She tried her best to match her breathing to the rhythm, taking her time and trying her best not to fall back into the cloud. She didn’t want to go back, she wanted to stay here in this moment, able to comprehend the world and people around her. She didn’t want to miss anything else.
“You’re not in Paris. You never have to go back there again. You did such a good job, and we’re so proud of you.”
She tuned into the sound of her brother’s voice and took in the scent of his aftershave. She was okay, it would be okay.
“Th-thank you.”
She murmured. Because of how long she went in her hazes unable to properly speak her voice had been quiet and almost inaudible due to disuse. She hated it.
Dick gave her a gentle smile and placed a gentle kiss to the crown of her head.
“I’ve got you Mare. You’ll be okay.”
Marinette leaned into her brother’s gentle touch and was so very thankful that the void hadn’t taken her right then. In fact, she was able to stay like that for another good hour before the haze washed over her once more.
***
She wasn’t going to kie, this was the worst time to come out of haze, no doubt about it. It was slow, but she knew what was going on. There was warm water rushing down her body and somebody was scrubbing her hair. She nearly screamed when she realized what was going on. Her head snapped to the side in full awareness and the person bathing her almost fell from shock. It was Selina, she internally sighed with relief. They stared at each other for a few moments before Selina smiled at her and whispered,
“Is it alright if I finish, I was just about to rinse the conditioner out.”
Marientte stared at her for a bit longer contemplating whether or not she was actually okay with that. When she was unable to move her arms from her side and unable to stand up from the stool she was situated on she reluctantly agreed.
Of course she trusted Selina, but this was just so embarrassing and goodness this was awkward. Why of all times did she have to come to know. She tried to sit still and not think of the water trickling past her face and how it reminded her of the attacks made by Stormy Weather. The rain that fell down her face as cries from civilians resounded as some were killed in tornadoes and twisters, others in collateral damage, and how many froze to death trapped in giant blocks of ice. The sound of mourning parents and children as the rain continued to beat down upon her. Once the water was off she was glad to be wrapped in the warm and fuzzy towel. She was shivering though, more so than a normal person would after getting out of a warm shower and attacked by cold air. No, she assumed this was the consequence she got for pulling a Jason, a broken internal heating system.
“It’s going to be alright dear. Let’s get you dressed then I’ll bring you down for dinner.”
Marinette didn’t bother asking for the date at this point, it was worthless until she was fully healed and able to stay continuous for more than a few hours a day. She let Selina dry her hair, brush and braid it, dress her into a warm pair of sweats, a thick cozy sweater and warm fuzzy socks with the grippies on the soles. It was nice really, and the chill wasn’t as bad now. She let Selina pick her up, as her legs just would not hold her, and bring her down stairs to the dining room. She leaned into all of her touches, nearly basking in it in hopes that she could bring the feelings back with her when she went back to the void.
There was loud chatter from the dining room and when they entered everyone glanced up. She was glad that instead of falling silent their smiles simply got brighter when they saw her eyes were indeed cognizant.
“Angel, tell these hooligans that it is acceptable to hit someone when they offer it!”
Damian said as he crossed his arms and puffed out his chest. Marinette smirked as she was carefully deposited in her seat next to her brother.
“That depends, how was the offer phrased?”
She asked playfully.
“I think it is okay to follow through when the imbecile askes, ‘what are you going to do, hit me?’”
Marientte giggled a little and nodded as if she were in thought.
“I agree with Damian, at that point they are asking for it.”
Dick pouted,
“Blueberry, we’re trying to not encourage him to hit his fellow students.”
Marinette raised a brow at that and shrugged.
“Not like I knew he hurt anyone because of that line.”
Jason nodded at that and pointed at her with his fork.
“She has a point. Can’t blame her when she was asked a question with no background knowledge.”
Dick nodded with fake seriousness.
“True, true. But now that you know it, do you still stand by that statement?”
He asked with an obvious fake serious voice.
Marinette mirrored him and set her face into one of full concentration before she gave a curt nod.
“Yes, I do. They asked for it, thus it is still okay.”
Damian smiled triumphantly while Jason gave her a subtle thumbs up while Dick pouted and Bruce just gave a TiredDad™ sigh. Marinette was so happy while she ate that she completely forgot about any thoughts of Paris or her gruesome demise. She was even able to watch a full movie with her family in the Den. Unfortunately, she was still consumed by the haze once again, but she was getting better. Soon, maybe she would never be forced into a haze again, but until then she would take as much as she could get with her short bouts of consciousness.
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Welp. The Lila Rossi role-player found my Requested Stories book on Ao3.
*bangs head against desk and groans in pain and annoyance*
I don’t necessarily have a problem with them except that in almost every. Single. Fic. I’ve seen them in they cause lots of contention and start lots of fights. So………, either I’m becoming tumblr exclusive or I have to find a way to get this person to not start a fight in my comment section. …………*sighs*I’m too tired to deal with this.
Challenge for all Maribat writers who are willing/able to do it!
I challenge all Maribat writers to write a villainess origin story for Marinette based around the song “Panic Room” by Au/Ra. Only requirement is that it has to be at LEAST 500 words (there is no max, can be a one shot or multiple chapters). It can be romantic, platonic, familial, anything really. AND if you’re able to find a way, any way, to maybe get Mari falsely admitted to Arkham before the end of the story, extra brownie points for you! Have fun, and if you do decide to do this PLEASE tag me! Thank you!
Bargain
Time was passing by. Every second, every minute, every hour, every month, every year. Nothing was changing, things never seemed to get better, things only got worse. Failure whispered a part of her mind that seemed so aware yet never caring of the time that slipped by. This wasn’t her fault, but it still felt like it, because even though she herself wasn’t terrorizing the people, she could never truly end the reign of the man who was. Things were dark and bleak and she just lost herself. She lost herself to the ever increasing noise, the silence, the void that was ever consuming her whole. What was there to fight for anymore when nothing would ever change, but the need to defend her home was the only thing that pushed her.
Marinette knew she was dying, she had known it for a very long time. There was only so much strain a body can sustain from the heavy load of magic she wore on a daily basis before her body began to shut down on its own. Maybe if her partner was her true balanced soul then she could recover and continue on with her life, but he wasn’t. The imbalance of their partnership continued to grow larger causing the slow intensity to continue.
It was never like anyone truly cared though. No, only her family knew about her condition, or rather they knew that their only daughter was slowly dying of a mysterious never before seen disease that had no cure. Some days the pain was bearable enough that she could walk around the house with little trouble and attend school. On the worst of days, days that were becoming more and more frequent, she couldn’t even move her finger without crying out in pain. But in the end, it never mattered how she felt, because everyday there was a new threat and everyday she would use the mouse to duplicate herself and use the other miraculous to take down the akuma and/or amok. Often she wouldn’t be able to heal herself completely due to the amount of damage that was done, using up all of her healing ability to revive the people.
“Marinette,”
Tikki whispered into her ear softly. Her voice was pained and full of sorrow, her eyes watery as she watched her little bug fall victim to a fate that she did not deserve at the hands of selfish and despicable human beings.
“Yes Tikki?”
Marinette asked in a breathless whimper. Her eyes were shut so tightly, trying to will the pain that plagued her to just go away.
“I-I…I’m sorry that this is happening. I-no, we,”
She said motioning to the other kwamii around her,
“Will find a way to help you, I promise.”
Marinette gave a small chuckle at that, the hope and belief that she would be healed long since faded. The hope was replaced with an endless misery, depression, and pain that no pill or supplement could ever hope to relieve. Before she could respond though a soft knock was heard from her trapdoor, the sound causing all of the kwamii to hide back in the Miracle Box.
“Marinette dear, someone is here to see you.”
Sabine said gently as she slowly lifted the trap door.
“Do you think you are up for that, if not we can wait.”
Marinette did not want to talk to anyone, but there was a pulling in her chest telling her to do so.
“It’s okay mama. You can send them in.”
A young boy slightly older than her walked into the room and cautiously looked around. Slowly Marinette opened her eyes and watched as he slowly walked towards her, his feet never making a single sound.
“Hello, I’m Timothy Drake, but you can call me Tim.”
He said softly, his voice almost a reverent whisper. His eyes were a bright blue, they almost seemed to glow in the dimness of her room as only a single lamp was lit.
“Marinette.”
She muttered, speaking hurt so it was always best for her to be brief.
“It’s nice to meet you, Marinette. You’re probably wondering why I’m here.”
She didn’t reply, merely watching him. He continued,
“You see, I’m the CEO of Drake Industries, a medical corporation, and we heard about your case. I want to help you find out what’s wrong and help you.”
Marinette huffed a breath in tired annoyance. She was sick and tired of this never ending cycle of people “wanting to help her heal”. No one would ever be successful, it was her own fault she was like this, and if it wouldn’t have caused her excruciating torment then she would have turned on her other side and ignored the man.
Tim gave a small sad smile at her obvious annoyance.
“I bet you hear that phrase a lot, huh?”
A small nod.
“You don’t believe that you’ll survive this, do you?”
A miniscule shake. Tim nodded as if he understood, his ever bright gaze gleaming with an acute awareness that showed he was taking in every bit of information no matter how small it was.
“Well, what if we make a little bargain?”
A raised brow.
“If I can’t heal you, I will do whatever you want and I will pay for everything that your family may need.”
A pause.
“If I can indeed heal you, all I ask is that I get one dessert made by you.”
Marinette was honestly quite surprised. She had expected many things from having to pay money or being some kind of publicity token, she had not expected something so simple. But even if it was something like that, it’s not that she was actually going to live to be able to do it. So with a simple nod, the deal was made. Tim gave her a small smile and returned the nod, he didn’t even reach for her hand knowing that it would cause her pain to even be touched.
“Alright Marinette, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
And with that he stood up and just as quietly as he came, he left. The pain seemed to dull a little, as if his presence eased the pain, but the longer he was gone, the more intense the pain became once again.
Marinette couldn’t even sleep because the pain was so bad. It flared up with every agonizing breath she took.
“Marinette!”
Whispered a frantic almost gravelly voice. The scent of camembert cheese alerted her that the source was Plagg. Marinette hummed questioningly when she felt a small weight on her stomach. Slowly Marinette peeled her eyes open and saw Plagg with a melancholy look, and a silver ring.
“He won’t be able to do anymore damage to you now. I promise that I will find the right person. You’ll get better, we’ll make sure of it.”
A small smile spread across Marinette’s lips, a small weight lifted from her shoulders. A new Cat, a real partner, real balance. Who knows, maybe she would get better, even if it wasn’t actually through Tim.
Tim turned sharply as a dark blurr flew past him. He twisted and turned looking for the source of the obscure flash.
“Hey kid.”
A voice said from behind him which caused Tim to turn quickly and fall into a defensive stance. He just wanted to help this girl heal and find out about this disease so he could know the best way to heal it. Was that really too much to ask for? When he looked up he was shocked to see a small floating black cat with glowing emerald green eyes.
“How much do you really want to help that girl?”
Tim was shocked, but shook his head. He was probably hallucinating, it was his subconscious testing him, so he easily responded,
“I’m going to do whatever it takes to help her.”
The cat flashed him a small smile and dropped a black and green ring into his hand. Only when it landed in his palm did it change into a thin silver single banded ring with a barely noticeable vinyl pattern wrapped around it.
“I’m going to hold you up to that, because she needs you now more than she’s ever needed anyone ever before.”
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