A Forgotten Wonderland
Cheshire was born with a cat's eyes, and nothing else that a cat should have. His skin was snow white, and his eyes were a bright green with a purple ring around the slit of his pupil. He had black hair with purple stripes through his hair. His smile was almost impossible to manage, and it freaked everyone he knew out. Especially his cat's eyes.
On Earth, he kept having dreams about Wonderland. He dreamed about the Mad Hatter, the March Hare, the White Rabbit, and all of the other Wonderland characters. But the one he dreamed about the most, was the Mad Hatter. He dreamed that he was in an intimate relationship with the man. More times than once, he woke up with a hard-on, and he had to conceal it from his parents.
One day, he decided he wanted to tell his parents about the strange dreams he has been having for the past eighteen years. He knew well enough to keep the intimacy of the Mad Hatter a secret. He thought his parents would be understanding, and maybe even come up with an answer for what he has been dreaming. But instead, his mother grabbed him by his wrist and dragged him painfully out to the car. "Ouch! Mother! You're hurting me!" He yelled. He was wondering why his father wasn't doing anything to help him. Why wasn't he doing anything to help?
"Quiet Tristan! You're harming yourself with these dreams! And calling yourself the Cheshire Cat isn't doing you any good! And your eyes! Why do you have cat's eyes? They're not normal! It's high time we took you to the doctors!" His mother yelled. She threw him into the back seat and his father got into the passenger seat beside his mother.
Cheshire couldn't believe what had just happened. Why were his parents doing this to him? He's been to the doctor's enough already because of his eyes. They couldn't do anything without making him blind. But his parents weren't the ones who said they couldn't do the operation. The doctors were the ones who said it wouldn't be a good idea, and his parents tried making it to where they would do the operation. He'd almost forgotten about that day. It was then that he swore never to tell his parents about anything ever again.
Once they got to the doctor's Cheshire was grabbed by his wrist again, and shoved into the hospital by his mother. The receptionist at the desk saw Cheshire and she immediately knew why he was there. Almost everyone at the hospital knew Cheshire because of how much he had been there.
It wasn't long before the doctor came in and saw Cheshire sitting in the waiting room away from his parents. He felt bad for the cat boy. His parents were close to disowning him because of his disfigured eyes. There was nothing wrong with the boy. He was just like any other teenager. An overactive imagination, and a love for things that didn't exist. The only thing strange about him was the bright green and purple cat eyes. 'Tristan. What can I do for you today?" He asked.
The boy had only looked at him and looked away. His bright eyes seemed dull and lifeless. It was almost as if he was letting go of his mind. The look that the boy had unnerved him.
"He's been having dreams doctor. Dreams about a place called Wonderland." His mother answered.
"Well I can hardly do anything about dreams Mrs. Crane." The doctor said.
"I was afraid you'd say that." Mrs. Crane said. She stood up, and pulled out her cell phone and called a number that Cheshire was always afraid she'd call. "Yes, my son. Tristan Crane. He's not gotten any better, he's having dreams...yes I'll b bringing him into Creller's soon. Yes, thank you."
Cheshire knew all too well what Creller's was. It was an insane asylum that his mother talked all too often about. And it seemed now that he was going to go there. He regretted saying anything to his parents.
Cheshire stood up abruptly and tried to get away. "I'm not going to Creller's!" He yelled. His father ran over and took his shoulders and made him sit down violently.
"You're going to Creller's!" He yelled. He picked up the struggling cat boy and carried him out to the car and threw him in. He got into the passenger seat and his mother got in the driver's seat and they both slammed their doors so hard that it Cheshire jump.
He was quiet all the way to Creller's, until they pulled into the drive way of the homy looking asylum. It looked like home to anyone who passed by, but everyone knew it was anything but.
Cheshire jumped out of the car, and he tried to make a run for it, but his father caught him, and he brought him in to the asylum. Cheshire tried to struggle harder, but his father only tightened his grip on him harder and it forced Cheshire to stay still, or he couldn't breathe.
The men in white grabbed Cheshire as he continued to struggle against the men in white. "Let me go! I need to get out of here! I'm the Cheshire Cat!" He yelled. He always knew that he was the Cheshire Cat, but there was no way he could get to Wonderland. "Let m e go!" He yelled out.
The men it white didn't let him go, but they dragged him in to a padded room with a comfortable looking bed,, and a small barred window above it. The harsh white light blinded the feline boy, so he had to cover his eyes.
The men in white threw the feline boy into the padded room and closed the door. With Cheshire's acute hearing, he could hear them lock the door so he couldn't get out even if he tried.
He walked over to the bed, and he laid down on it with a huff,.and he stared at the ceiling. He couldn't believe that his parents threw him into this place. What was wrong with them? He slowly closed his eyes, and he let his mind wander. Eventually, he had fallen asleep,
He was soon woken up with someone jumping on his bed. He sat straight up and saw a boy with bunny ears. His hair was a platinum blonde and he also had bight green eyes. He had white rabbit ears sticking out of his head and a fluffy white tail poking out of his pants. His skin was tan like he had just come in from the sun. "I'm late!" He called. "I'm very, very late!" He pulled out a golden pocket watch out the black suit he was wearing. "Oh my goodness! I'm so late!" He jumped off of Cheshire's bed and he went to the barred window.
Cheshire couldn't figure out why he was heading to the barred window until he literally went through it as if it wasn't there. How did he do that!? Cheshire thought. He got up and he went to the barred window and put his hand against it. His hand had gone through the bars and the window! He jerked his hand back as if he had burned it and looked at it curiously. "Curiosity killed the cat..." he whispered as he turned around to go back to bed, thinking that there was no point in trying to see if he could go through the wall. "But..Satisfaction brought it back..." he said again as he turned around to face the wall. He really wanted to see if he could do it. He put his hand against the wall, and he pressed gently on it at first, and only half of his hand went through the wall. He gasped and looked at the door to make sure that no one was coming. He turned towards the wall again, and he pushed himself all the way through.
"Oh dear! I'm very late!" Cheshire heard the White Rabbit again and turned to look for the rabbit. He saw him hop behind a tree, and Cheshire was compelled to follow. When he reached behind the tree, he couldn't see the White Rabbit, but what he did see was a hole in the tree. Is that what I think it is? He thought. He walked up to the hole and he crouched down to look inside. Just then, the hole looked like it had moved.
Cheshire flinched back, but the hole didn't stop moving. It didn't stop until it was directly under Cheshire. As he was falling he shut his eyes so tight that they hurt him. But he didn't feel like he was falling. He opened one eye cautiously, and he saw that he was just floating there. He opened up both of his eyes all the way.
