Prologue
Marinette wakes up with a pounding in her head; lying on the ground. All she can remember is the latest akuma pushing her into a portal shouting,"Down, down into the rabbit hole!" Sitting up in pain, she looks around desperately for her kwami, but Tikki is nowhere to be found. She quickly stands up and scans her surroundings, only to find trees, trees, and more trees.
And a cat. In a tree.
"Ooh, someone new?" the cat purrs. "You can talk?!" "Well you can, so why can't I? Besides, I may not actually be talking. This could all be a dream. Or a nightmare." The slinky cat lazily eyed Marinette. "Yeah, I'll go with that one." "Where am I? Who are you? Get talking, cat." "Now is that any way to speak to your superior? Besides that, toying with you is quite fun." "Answers, or I'll be the last thing you've toyed with," Marinette threatens. "Let me just savor this a mew-ment longer? Alright, alright," He states in response to Marinette's death glare.
"You are in a world of utter cat-tastrophe, and I am the king."