A/N: Hello all! This is my first story on FanFiction. Though criticism would be nice, I don't really expect it. This story came from a "what if?" I had when I was reading the part in the manga about Cheshire's domain. Honestly, I don't even have the entire plot done with this story, but I hope it will be a success! I now bid you adieu, my awesome readers. Disclaimer: I do not own Pandora Hearts. All rights go to the respectful owners. This is a non-profit story.
Profile:
Name: Chessur (pronounced Che-shur, not to be mixed up with Cheshire) "Chess"
Looks: She has medium-length, choppy black hair, with bangs that fall in her face a bit. Her left eye at least is red (it's the only one people see). Coming up to 5 ft 6, Chessur's decently tall. She has a pair of black cat ears and a black tail. She also has fangs and black claws (and not just pointy nails either!). Chessur wears a royal blue sleeveless shirt that is extremely long in the back (falls to about mid-thigh), has black laces in the front, and is hemmed with black lace. As the shirt has no sleeves, she wears draping blue sleeves that are also blue, are hemmed with lace, and are strapped onto her upper-arm. She also wears simple black pants and boots. Around Chessur's neck is a very dark red bow and a long chain with a golden bell that never seems to ring. The bell is tucked out of sight, into her shirt.
Chain Abilities etc: Her true chain form is a huge (we're talking bigger than a horse), black creature that is unmistakably feline. The edges of her are unstable and seem to almost flicker and fade, like an onyx flame. Chessur's chain form is in a way made of shadows. She has the ability to melt into the shadows and travel in them, not too unlike Eques.
Prologue
I have to get out of here, now! She is nothing like Mistress! She only hurts! The smell of blood was beginning to really make her woozy. Looking around, she saw that the girl and her cat were animatedly talking in front of the fireplace. Now's my chance! Slinking to the shadows, she honestly thought she could escape.
"Why are you leaving so soon? It's time for tea, you naughty kitty." From her seat at the fire, the girl raised her hand, and the cat-girl rose from her place in the shadows. All of a sudden, she was whisked into a nearby wall, and it crumbled. After looking up in a panic, the she sprinted to the door and disappeared. The white haired girl knew what actually happened though; she had disappeared under the shadow of the door.
"Find her and bring her back to me! Don't leave any shadow unchecked!" she shrieked.
"Yes, Mistress."
The cat traveled by way of shadow so far, that she was exhausted. Is anything broken? She knew a couple ribs were bruised, and the pain in her right shoulder was excruciating, but nothing else outside of that. She didn't dare come out of the shadows though; one cannot smell a shadow, and she knew she wasn't safe. There was only one thing left to do. I need to get to the surface world, and I need to do it quickly. There was only one problem with that; she had never been to the surface before, and she knew that a chain's presence there would be very shaky. It's my last option.
