Marinette's pov

Hawkmoth came into view in the dark ebony of the stone. He was sitting patiently in his lair. "Ah Marinette. What was it you needed?" He smirked at me.

I didn't know whether he was aware that I was listening at that moment or if it was like a telemarketer, prerecorded. I hesitated for a moment then spoke. That seemed to ripple the image. Distort it. So I though my question. "Can I see into the past with the ebony stone? Tell if someone is telling the truth or not?"

"Yes dear. Why do you think I created such a powerful item for you?"

That made sense. But did he create it was my question. That would become a question never thought.

"Akuma!" I roared through my head. I only half way expected her to appear. So when she did, I was shocked.

"Yes?" She acted sorta cocky.

"I have a proposition. We take turns manning my body."

"What is in it for me?" She looked like she was considering it.

"I will wait longer to kill you." I said trying to have the deadliest look in my eyes.

"Okay. Let's do this." She said as we got down to business.

I now realize why I do short chapters. Because if they are really long, me being a reader, will get very bored and I'm like can we just move on already. I like a multitude of short chapters.