Call Me Chessii

*I do not own Alice or any of the character, except Chessii…. Kinda…. I unno she's based off the Cheshire Cat, but I created the whole persona…. Ok so Chessii is half mine.

xStarletx

A/N: Well, here we are my 21st story! WOO! I'm turning 21 on the 21st of June and now I've got my 21st story published! WHAT WHAT! It's a year of 21st for me =P lol I unno that amused me. I know it's not the best, but I swear that it'll get better. I just need to watch Alice a few more times and figure out what exactly I wanted done. So review and tell me what you think? Or if you have awesome Rhymes that you want Chessii to use. I will take suggestions. Thanks for listening and don't forget to REVIEW!

Chapter 1

"Silly little Alice lost or so you say, why don't you become my toy and for a while stay?" The voice wasn't coming from any specific direction. Every now and then she could make out a flash of purple in the trees.

"Where are you? Who are you? Can you help me?" Alice asked, trying to catch up with the purple flashes.

"I'm anyone, I'm everywhere. And the question is can you help yourself?" The voice taunted. Alice stopped, and looked up. Amidst the trees she could make out bright purple eyes and a toothy grin floating above a tree branch. Suddenly bits and pieces filled in. first the pointy nose, the long purple whiskers, the chin, the fuzzy purple hair and the small light purple ears poking out through the large mass of multicolored purple tangles. Then the tight purple dress and the small purple flats, She was the same age Alice.

"I've been waiting for a new toy! Do you want to play?" She asked. She hung by her knees, staring at Alice upside down, that bright smile on her face. Alice backed away from her.

"No I don't want to play! I want to go home!" Alice cried. The grin vanished, and then so did the girl. Alice whirled around but couldn't spot the purple girl.

"Don't you like me?" She asked. Alice turned, the girl was right beside her, her long purple tail twitching back and forth as if agitated. She was frowning she looked like she was going to cry. Alice wondered if she would cry big purple tears.

"I don't know you." Alice whispered. The purple cat girl got closer, she was purring loudly.

"Call me Chessii" The girl ordered, offering her hand, her big toothy grin reappearing. Alice caught sight of her big long incisors and yelped. She closed her eyes and turned away. She just wanted to go home!

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Alice didn't like dreaming about Wonderland, but this was the first time she had actually daydreamed about it. When her dad had disappeared she had been reading Alice in Wonderland, and now, whenever she read the book she had a dream about the Cheshire cat being some insane little girl who wanted to keep her as a toy. It didn't make sense, she had never been to wonderland, and the Cheshire cat was a cat not a little girl. Now Alice had fallen through a mirror and landed on some straw nest surrounded by water, maybe that was what made her think about the little girl who dress in all purple and liked to rhyme.

In front of her the man with the white hair and white rabbit on his lapel turned a corner. He had taken her boyfriend Jack. Alice ran after him.

"I wouldn't go that way if I were you." A familiar voice taunted. Alice ignored it and chased the man, though later on she wished she had listened to the voice, for all she got was trapped in a box.

"Hey Let me out!" Alice cried. Pounding on the padded walls, one of the walls let in a sliver a light, in that crack Alice could make out something purple moving back and forth as they lurched.

"You should have listened to me." the voice chided.

"Just let me out!" Alice demanded. The voice let out an airy bubbly laughter.

"Let you out, let you out, silly oyster has no doubts." The voice sung out.

"What are you talking about? Open the door!"

"Ok, if you say so love!" And with that the bottom fell open. Alice cried out and grabbed onto what she could. Atop the box she could make a purple tail twitching back and forth.

"Let you out, let you out, the silly oyster had no doubts. Hanging, hanging by a nail, better, better, hope you don't fail." The voice sung out once more. Before Alice could hear anymore she lost her grip and fell to the waters below.

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Alice looked up to the flying metal beetle thing with boxes hanging from the bottom, just like the ones she had been in. They contained humans just like her; Alice wondered what they would do with them, or with her. Well there was nothing left now but swim to shore, and while she did she thought about what had happened.

Her boyfriend, Jack Chase had been kidnapped, she tried to rescue him and had fallen through a mirror. She had been burnt by a light and was now sporting a green filigree tattoo thing that she couldn't get off, got trapped in a padded box and released by a female with a long purple tail. Alice didn't even want to contemplate where she had ended up. She wanted all of this to be some crazy nightmare.

Alice pulled herself out of the water, her stomach scraping against the concrete, but at least she was out of the water. To her right there was a dead rat in a trap and a dirty old man holding a knife watching her, clearly shocked. Being a black belt Alice jumped to her defense.

"Don't even think about it buddy!" Alice cried, taking a defensive stance. The man took note of her burn and backed away. "Just put away the knife!"

"I don't want anything to do with your kind!" He cried. Pocketing his knife and trying to run away from her. Alice tried to stop him.

"Hey wait, I need directions!" Alice cried. He turned to look at her.

"Help an oyster like you?" He asked. Alice offered him the only money she had a twenty dollar bill. He sniffed it, he tasted it, and he seemed to be disinterested.

"Hi, I'm Alice." Alice introduced. The slimey old man's eyes bulged out of his skull.

"The Alice? Of legend?" He asked. Alice was confused, what was he talking about.

"Silly Alice lost again, have you may be made a friend?" A voice echoed through the silence that ensued between the two. Both whirled around, looking for where the voice emenated from. Alice thought she saw the brightest of smiles just floating up in the air above a large crate, but when she blinked her eyes free of any obscurities it was gone. Alice shrugged it off, she must have been imagining it. The old man grabbed her arm and lead her out of the dock area.

"Come on, before she comes back and takes an interest in us." He whispered. Alice followed after her, trying to ignore the cold chill that swept through her soaked clothes. She wished for something dry.

The slimy old rat catcher lead her to a white building with a flashing sign that said Tea shop. He left her outside as he went in to get the person he said could help her, standing beside a big red British telephone booth. She counted till ten before following him and when she got in there she was shocked.

It was mass pandemonium of people screaming out emotions. There were walls of bottles with labels on them such as Lust and Serenity. All around her people were passing around the bottles trading them for other emotions. She watched in a mixture of wonder and horror until Ratty came down and lead her upstairs.

The large office had grass on the floor, much like a carpet. The big white chair spun around and a man was sitting there looking at her. His black hair was messy beneath the tan hat he was wearing, and he looked like he hadn't bathed in months.

"Who are you?" Alice asked, not very politely.

"A friend, I hope." He told her. Behind him a pair of purple eyes appeared. Alice started and pointed. He turned, and the eyes vanished. He turned back to her with a quizzical look on his face.

"My name's Hatter." He announced, standing up to face her. He made a complete circle around her, making Alice very uncomfortable.

"I run the Tea ShoP." He told her, making the p pop, Alice moved back a bit. He didn't need to spray it. He gave her an evil little look, before it changed completely. He turned away from her to look at Ratty, Alice noticed he had a purple tail sticking out of his jeans.

"You have a tail?" Alice asked. But no sooner had the words come out of her mouth did the tail disappear. Hatter looked to his butt, then to her, then to Ratty.

"So Ratty here," He started, clapping a hand to Ratty's shoulder, "Thinks you're Alice of Legend."

Alice stared at him, wondering what he was talking about.

"You see, the last time a girl named Alice came to wonderland she took down the whole house of cards. Though that was one hundred and fifty years ago, oysters don't even live that long." Hatter told him. Ratty scowled.

"I still want a good price." Ratty bargained. Hatter sighed.

"Whoa, wait, I'm not for sale." Alice tried to argue. Neither were listening. Hatter had walked away to a small shelf in which he housed several bottles of colored liquid. Alice wanted to pay attention, her life could be at stake after all, but she was distracted by the shadow moving on the wall. It was of a small figure with a tail and long bushy hair, but no one of that description was anywhere to be seen.

The shadow moved back and forth on the wall, her tail twitched as if she were agitated. Suddenly a wicked smile appeared on the shadow, the white fangs glinted in the light. Alice yelped and backed away. To her surprise Hatter was beside her, which she realized when she backed into him.

"What are you looking at?" He asked her.

"That weird shadow." Alice whispered pointing to the now blank wall. Hatter gave her yet another quizzical look before resume his circle around her.

"Do you think that you could help me?" She asked him.

"I'd like to think so." Hatter smiled.

"Why would you help me?" Alice asked, slightly suspicious.

"Do I need a reason to help a pretty girl in a very wet dress?"

"A wet dress for a damsel in distress." A voice cried. Alice started.

"Did you hear that?" Alice asked. Hatter sighed.

"Enough games, Kit. Come out." Hatter ordered. To Alice's surprise a bright purple dress appeared. Then a pair of high heeled purple boots, then big bright purple eyes, followed by a big toothy grin and a mass of purple hair with lighter purple streaks intermingled in the curls. Alice took in the large fangs, the long purple tail and the purple ears.

Her nightmares had all come true on the same day.

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