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Marinette’s perspective/at the time in the story
“Let me go!” I shout at the shape in the shadows I assume is HawkMoth. Then I hear a sinister laugh, “whyever would I let you go, when you are going to give me exactly what I need to bring my wife back, Marinette?”
My instinct to say that he’s wrong and I’m not Marinette is very strong, but I resist, I know he knows who I am, there would be no point in arguing.
“Now, if you willingly hand over your miraculous, I won’t have to fight you.”
I’m about to say the usual stuff like ‘Never’ and ‘I will beat you!’ but before I can say anything I hear another voice coming from behind where I am inside the claw.
“Oh my god this is so slow. Just take her miraculous already, this is so boring!” I see HawkMoth’s face change from sinister glee to annoyance as these words are being spoken.
“Argos, will you stop interrupting me! Everytime I try to give an evil speech!”
I heard a laugh in reply and a muttered “as if.”
I start trying to struggle free from the claw but it doesn't work, I am lowered down, and the next thing I know HawkMoth has my miraculous and is making the wish. I lost.