Arise of the Cheshire Cat

Prologue

She was more then a demon to me, she was my best friend, my only friend. She was with me though the good and the bad. She told me stories of her home land, whilst I entertained her with the events of the human world, and then one day, one day she smiled at me and said that she lost The Game. And she vanished. Just like that. And I never saw her again.

Since I was born, my mother and farther had always told me I was special. That the Arc Angel smiled down upon me, that the Fallen Star was our heritage. Regardless of what people thought, my family were as normal was we could be. True they were occultists, and loved dark magic. They worshiped not the Fallen Angel but the Old Demons. The ones before Lucifer's Decent into Hell.

My mother would tell me a story about the First Hell that before any God found the planet interesting, when it belonged to those known as The Ancients. They looked after the planet from their own realm, but they were Demons. Her mother told her that their realm had no name until later on in life when it was said that the famous writer Lewis Carroll found the dimension by accident and named it Wonderland in his Novel. So that's what people called it.

"Our family for generations, when we were mere tribes, where protected by the Demon Cheshire" She would often tell me with a sense of pride. "You have not only Cheshire watching you, but all the Gods of our ancestors." I was scared at my first summoning; we only ever worked in Black magic, the whole sacrificing a virgin kind of thing.

My Farther was killed that night, in front of my eyes, before the Demon Cheshire answered our call, but they all begged to be taken by it to seemingly become useful. I remember being only 5 when she appeared; I remember feeling her cold fingers upon my face, and her warm breath upon my neck.

And I remember wetting myself with the fear.

I never saw her, but we had taken in a stray cat. It was a weird, scraggy thing, with bluish, purple fur. And golden green eyes. My mother insisted I looked after it, it was like the summoning had never happened, when ever I asked, my mum would tell me that what happened was to never be discussed. She never told me her stories that her grandmother had told her. She had changed.

I remember looking after the Cat, it was in my room when my mother came in, I was 7, and she struck me.

Hard.

She yelled and screamed, telling me it was my fault that Cheshire hadn't answered their call, that all they had gotten was the Lesser Demon Lucifer. That the one who thought he was Hells King had answered them killed my farther. They had never thought much of the Fallen Angel, hating the way the Christian's had pronounced him Kill of Hell, Farther of Lies, when he was nothing compared to the Old Demons of the World.

I remember thinking that 'she's gonna kill me'

How long had it been that she hated me? Since the death of my farther.

"We did everything so that she could watch over you, so that she could take you!" My mother screamed at me, I remember being 10 as she pulled at my hair; I had learned never to scream. "But you screwed it up!" she would yell, scratching and hitting.

I was sitting in my room, when my cat appeared, I had never named the creature, and to be honest I had expected it to die. It purred as it circled my legs, I scratched behind its ear absently.

"I don't get it, I love ma, I really do, but it hurts so much" I had cried, before I noticed the light, and a woman stood there, she had a blue fringe and blue hair, golden green eyes, she was the most beautiful thing ever, but this was a Demon.

"Hello Luna" She spoke my name "Where dose it hurt?" She asked, and took hold of my small hand "We can't have this now can we" She purred as she let go, and all I herd, was the screaming...