A chill ran down the neko's spine as he sat on the floor of his dimension. Someone had come with the other Alice, someone that wasn't supposed to be there. He pounced to his feet, and proceeded to kill the other Alice and anyone who had come with her. "Cheshire~," Called a familiar and sweet voice. It was Alice! He turned happily in the direction he had heard her. There she stood in her white entirety smiling at the little kitty. "Are you being a good boy Cheshire? Are you going to get rid of that stupid little Alice for me?," She talked to him with a sweet yet almost controlling voice, though Cheshire would never notice. He nodded silently to her with an exited face. "Good. Your such a good boy Cheshire, you make me happy," She said knowing it would bind him to her even more. "Now go get rid of that cursed Alice," With that Cheshire ran off happily, under the impression that he was making his Alice happy.
Break stood ready to fight the cat that he knew had the secrets he needed. He mindlessly reached into a small brown bag and pulled out a wrapped piece of candy. He unrolled the little sweet and popped it into his mouth, eating it in one bite or so. Where the rapper went no one will know. Alice had already run away just minutes ago, and now all he had to do was await the little kitty's arrival. He glanced around as if though he had been caught, and looked as if he was scarred and confused. After all, the little kitty would never come if he knew Break had done this on purpose.
Like a moth to a flame the Cheshire came, and acted to sneak behind the hatter, but the hatter was prepared and gave the little kitty a scare. The cat jumped and tried to bite and claw, but the hatter knew all too well what to do. He played the cat for a short time before hanging up his hat, and finally getting serious.
"Well now...," Xerxes spoke with a tone of pleasure and disgust, walking slowly towards the injured cat that sat before him against broken and shattered mirrors. "I do believe there are a few ways we can doo this Cheshire," He stated with an obvious and devious tone. That injured chain looked up with hate in his eyes, showing he would never do anything for him. Cheshire pounced at Xerxes, throwing his left claw at him to strike. With a single movement the hatter dogged the blow and hit the cat in his lower back. Cheshire cat fell flat on his stomach once the blow hit, and Xerxes kicked him over with his foot onto his back. Stomach fully exposed, the cat tried to move, but Break stepped on him with utter force. The poor animal could no longer move.
"Cheshire'll never do anything for you!" The black cat snapped at him, screaming so he could hear it. Xerxes simply smiled and pulled out another piece of candy; unwrapping it he began to speak. "I don't expect you to do anything for me, or anyone else. In fact, I hate that. I'm expecting you to choose your options wisely," He paused and popped the little sweet into his mouth, swallowing it just a second or so later. "You could either give me what I want, have me take it from you by killing you, or simply let us all go and come with us. The choice is yours...Cheshire," Xerxes stepped on the poor thing a bit harder to imply his little patience.
Cheshire thought for a simple second, and then remembered his dear Alice. "...Cheshire, you make me so happy," He could never leave her, and he would never make her sad by leaving. Especially if it was leaving with this bastard, or that other Alice that his hated. Never. "Cheshire would never do anything to help you! Cheshire only do things for Alice! Alice is the only person Cheshire gives things to! Alice is the only person Cheshire will go with! Alice is-," Cheshire stopped, realizing the chain that floated behind Xerxes. The silver haired man stood silent and solemn, with a scowl painted on his face. He looked at Cheshire for a moment, seeing the instilled fear in his eyes.
"Honestly...For this person; for that person; for someone else. I don't really care. Cheshire. You're testing what little patience I have left for you, and trust that I don't have much. Now, your either coming with me out of this place, or I'm taking what is mine, and what I need from you. Pick," Xerxes starred down at Cheshire, who was paralyzed with terror. The cat tried to free himself of this gaze from hell, but his eye and body would not move an inch. They both were silent for a time, and then Xerxes finally gave up.
"Well then...I'm afraid you've run out of time to pick Cheshire. So I suppose you'll simply have to die," Break's eyes became hidden by a shadow on his face, and his one missing eyes glowed red like blood. His chains eye began to open, and a force caught Cheshire's attention. This force he had never felt before, not from Alice nor any other person or chain. It was...indescribable. This feeling had never found him, yet now it was present as the oddity of his dimension. Xerxes could see it; he could see this emotion in Cheshire's red eye. Fear. Pure untamed fear shined on in that eye.
"Cheshire gives...Cheshire gives! Cheshire'll give you what you want so long as you leave Cheshire's Alice alone! But if you kill Cheshire, than you'll destroy what you want! Cheshire'll go with you out of here; it's all falling apart anyway, so Alice won't like it anymore!" Cheshire begged and pleaded in a high voice, knowing his defeat, knowing his betrayal. Although, if he were to die than Alice would be sad without him, so as long as he was alive he could make Alice happy. He was nearly shaking, and in an attempt to rid himself of this fear he closed his eye tight. "Prove it," Xerxes said tauntingly. "Accept me as you master, so that you are bound to me. Then you'll have to come with me," He spoke utter nonsense. Why would he do something so silly, he belonged to Alice.
"Cheshire belongs to Alice, not you," Cheshire snapped at him with a hiss in his voice. Break looked at him a moment, and the eye to his chain continued to open wider and wider. "I guess I have to kill you then...," He loomed over the defenseless neko with a haunting aura. He gave the poor thing time to reconsider, yet it seemed its mind was made up.
"Wait! Cheshire...Cheshire...accepts...You...," The kitty uttered out his dignity and allowed it to be smothered beneath the hatters foot. "What do you mean my dear kitty cat?" Xerxes gained a smile of fiendish nature, and leaned closer to Cheshire for a better understanding. Cheshire glared at the fool before him, and scowled at the thought of degrading himself more. Just as he was to curse the wrenched hatter, he noticed the eye of his chain; near open. "Cheshire accepts...you...as Cheshire's...master...Xerxes..." And with those words he crushed all dignity he had into dust.
Xerxes lifted his foot and retracted his dear Mad Hatter; he turned on one heel and began to walk. "Coming Cheshire?" He said simply. Not a taunt or a snarky attitude, just his simple friendly voice was used to speak. The cat stiffly rose to his feet, and reluctantly followed the damned bastard. "..."
