Zorath 'Zack' Openshire's Story

Zack yawned as he walked down the street, back pack on his shoulders. He was tired. Suddenly, he felt hands on his eyes and sighed. "Harry, I told you we're over." There was a cruel laugh behind him that made him freeze. He wasn't sure that was even HUMAN. He started to struggle, to scream, ANYTHING! But nothing helped. He managed to cry out just as he felt him self falling and gasped as he fell to the floor, looking around wildly in shock when he heard a cold voice say, Welcome to Wonderland, Alice! before fading with a laugh.

Zack swallowed as he trudged through the forest, looking around nervously as he shifted the back pack up higher on his shoulder. He didn't really know who he was any more so he'd just sort of chosen a name for himself. He was walking through the forest nervously, feeling watched. He didn't know where he belonged any more and he was extremely worried. What if... What if some one intended to... He swallowed and shoved that thought away, WILLING him self not to think of it as he walked through the forest, jumping in shock as he heard the 'hoo hoo!' of a bird in the distance. He was suddenly very wary and nervous as he stepped slowly back wards.

Zack swallowed as he nervously turned around in the forest, gasping as he nearly tripped over the stone, forcing him to turn around and look back the way he'd come in slight fear. He swallowed thinking to himself, -Get a grip!- but after that FREAKY voice, it was rather hard not to. He swallowed again as he scanned the trees around him. He noticed he was in a clearing and his eyes darted about nervously as he blinked and bit his lip. He was awfully worried about all this.

He felt the hairs on the back of his neck prickle and whiped around with a sharp gasp, eyes wide and his hand instinctivly going to his back pack though he had no idea why. He blinked owlishly and then jumped, wheeling around again at the sound of a hooting owl, stepping back like a jumpy almost frightened deer. He gripped the strap of his back pack, wondering what was wrong with him as he trembled slightly, still backing away in terror.

" Zorath Openshire, we presume?"

The voice was feminine and seemed to echo all around the male, sickeningly sweet with a whispery bell-like laughter. An instant later there was the beginnings of a form beginning to appear in front of the male. A tall and curvy, quite obviously a woman, figure with magenta and purple hair, dark blue eyes and pale white skin that looked translucent with thin blue lines criss crossing beneath her flesh. Her veins.

Her lips were turned up in a smirk, small ears atop her head attentive as she turned her eyes on the blonde. She seemed quite unbothered by her revealing dress that showed a good portion of her cleavage, her dredlocks falling over her shoulders almost with a mind of their own as she raised a hand and gave a slight wave toward the male.

" We would be the Cheshire Cat," she politely answered the most logical question she assumed Zack would be thinking, who are you? Chesh tilted her head as she studied the clearly frightened young man, her dark eyes dancing in amusement as she stepped closer to him. Her black strappy heels added at least an extra six inches to her already six foot frame, many couldn't help but notice her height and she knew this well. Her feet barely seemed to touch the ground as she avoided many twigs and rocks without even having to look down. " Call us Chesh," the magenta haired woman added as she brought up her long arm and extended her hand toward him. Instead of shaking his hand, as most would assume she would do, she chose to cup his cheek in her hand and tilted it up so she could get a good look at his features.

He was rather androgynous in appearance with clear blue eyes and lovely fair hair that even Chesh found herself growing jealous over. Her pale hand turned his head from side to side, ever gentle, before releasing him with a nod. " Welcome to Underland, Alice," she said with a low giggle, the pitch of her voice changing to become a bit deeper as she shrunk into herself. Within a matter of milliseconds there was a very small cat with grey and purple striped fur sitting nicely on the ground, its bright golden irises and black slit-pupils staring unblinkingly at the nervous boy.

Suddenly, he was gone only to have his voice come from right behind Zack's head. " It is a pleasure to meet you," Chesh stated easily as he shifted on the young lad's backpack to drape his front paws over the human boy's shoulder, still looking at him even as a slow smile spread over his features. Long, razor sharp white teeth showing rather cheerfully.

Zack leaped in shock with a gasp, turning around so fast it made his head spin. "H-how'd you know..." he swallowed. "...my new name?" he asked nervously. "More to be exact, were ARE you?" Then he jumped again as he looked up at the woman. His eyes widened in shock at the extremely beautiful and almost... seductive woman before him. He swallowed heavily, suddenly feeling rather conspicious with dirt smugded across his cheek. He gasped as he noticed her ears and tail. "Wh-why you're not human!" he said and flushed guiltily at stating the obvious. "I-i'm sorry. I'd tell you my name but you already seem to know it, making me at a loss. How ever, I suppose now is as good a time as any to tell you that you are lovely to the eye, madame Chesh."

He bit his lower lip as the other inspected him, blushing harder as the other cupped his cheek. He didn't like the way it made his heart beat faster and wondered if he was having a heartattack. Being as insanly deprived as he was of memories, he didn't know what this feeling was nor why he almost... liked it. "I wish you wouldn't inspect me so. I'm grotesticly under average and it makes one feel embarressed when they look such as I do miss," he said sheepishly.

Zack gasped as 'she' turned into a cat and looked at 'her' in wonder. "Why you can change shape!" he exclaimed in excitement, his eyes sparkling happily as he reached over to rub the cat's ear gently and pull back in case it didn't like it. "And I must say that it is as much a pleasure to you as it is to me! More in my case I'm sure! But why did you call me Alice? I am not a girl you know," he said irritably, obviously not enjoying the idea of being called a girl. He didn't hate the cat yet though in fact, he rather liked it as of this point in time.

" We know you're name because we are rather intelligent, you know," Cheshire Cat replied smartly before adding, " And of course we aren't, silly boy. No one is completely human here; except you and the other Alice's." Her tone had become a bit thoughtful as she had begun to study the male, amusement lighting up her dark eyes like it was Christmas at the sight of the crimson colour that filled Zack's cheeks. A rather striking contrast to his light skin and bright blue eyes.

" We're intrigued by you, Zorath Openshire," she murmured before releasing the embarrassed boy and smirking at him, pleased to receive a compliment from him even as the male had talked himself down. " There is nothing the matter with you," she added as she morphed into her cat form, her rather genderless(?) cat form.

He leaned into the human's boys hands, rather enjoying the feeling as Zack petted his head lightly before pulling away. " We won't bite," Chesh said cheerfully, his words seeming to echo around them even though his voice had been toned down quite a bit.

" Alice's are what they are," Chesh added quietly, " You may not know but we do."

Zack gaped mentally while trying not to let his mouth drop physically. "N-no one?" Oh dear. This was not a good thing. He was sure to be killed or get lost like this. "Y-yes there is. I'm... weak. I look it and I feel it. I wish I weren't so." Zack paused and then hesitantly went back to scratching the cat's ears. He sighed and shook his head at the last sentance. What's that suppose to mean? he wondered but let it go. "Um... Chesh, why am I here? The last thing I remember is a voice saying something about a game and if I try to remember before that... Hm... It hurts." He sighed as he continued to scratch the cat's ear, tugging absently on a strand of blond hair while at it.

" We can't tell you," Chesh replied slowly, his fluffy tail flicking in the air as though pointing to the heavens. " We're sorry," the cat leapt from the male's shoulders and returned to its female appearance, long legs seeming endless as her feet stepped one after the other.

She gazed over at the male with eyes that held the wisdom of many years, eyes appearing cornflower blue as she kept them upon the male and allowed her lips to pull back from her straight white teeth in an insane grin. " You must find it out for yourself," she added, her tone dark and rather mysterious.

Zack's shoulders drooped a little in dejection before he swallowed in alarm as the other changed appearance. He wished the other would quit disappearing and then reappearing again so suddenly for it was making him very dizzy. He blushed, stepping back a little as the other grinned insanely. "B-but I don't e-even know my way o-or where to begin for that matter," he protested with a gulp.