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. 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. “Hello, I’m Timothy Drake, but you can call me Tim. I'm going to help find a way to cure you.”