Chapter 1

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It's 2 am. I'm so close to falling asleep, a yawn sits in my mouth, but I swallow it and pull the covers off myself. Even though my body wants to sleep, my mind can't. Pulling myself out of bed, I reach for the lamp, and it turns on. I sigh.

My necklace {the one with the black heart} sits on my bedside table. And I reach for it, it's cold in my hand, but I put it on. The cold is amazing. Standing up, I trot to my closet and push aside my clothes, revealing my costume. It's black and purple, and when I wear it, I'm almost invisible in the night.

I grab an apple, and head outside. I don't live in a very good part of town, the crime rate is very high. That's good on my half. I'm an unofficial hero. Not at the Avenger level yet though. The cold hits my face, and I reveal my Cheshire grin. The streets are lighted in a dim golden shade, and houses are shut up and locked. They all look the same as mine, shabby and in need of a new paint job. I walk behind my home to a old street, which leads to an alley way. The alleyway I'm looking for.

{ 5 minutes later }

I look around, no ones watching. So I slink inside the alley.

"Hey Chess....." A tired voice calls from next to dumpster.

"Hey Alex." I respond, walking over the The bundle, a boy with a tear stained face. He's covered with a thin blanket and clothes that are almost rags.

"Doin' hero stuff?" He sniffed. He shouldn't be here. He's only 10.

"Yeah, I brought you something." I tell him, pulling out the apple I had grabbed.

His smile is so wide for a human. I think as he takes it, and thanks me. 

"Gotta go buddy." I say, ruffling his hair.

"Mmm 'Kay." He responds, staring at the apple.

I crack a grin and jump onto another garbage can, and took hold of a brick that's sticking out. Slowly, I pulled myself up, sticking my fingers in cracks and placing my feet carefully on sticking out bricks. Finally I reached the roof of the old restaurant and stood up.

Watching the stars, I listen for cries of someone.  And then I hear it. A bit far, but a scream.  I take a running start and leap off my roof onto another and another, until I find who is screaming.  I look down, on the street.

A young woman with a boy at her side is standing against a wall, and I catch a glint of light off a knife. A man is holding the knife to the boys head and yelling things.

I angle my ears and listen in, as his voice turns to a whisper.

"Scream. And he dies."

"N-n-no! P-p-please!" The woman is shaking and I see tears slip onto her cheeks.

"Hand over your bag."

"Ok!"

I watch as the terrified woman slips off the bag and hands it to the man, and I scowl in disgust as he grins.  I have do something, now.  I leap off the roof, not making a sound.

Going up behind the man, I grab him by his neck, and lift him up about an inch, and he releases the boy.

"WHO ARE YOU?!" He screams, and I see the fear in his eyes.

"I believe this belongs to this lady." I tell him, slipping the purse away from him.

I hear the woman gasp as she watches, and I see he boy run to her.

"Here." I say, handing her her purse.

"T-thank you!" She says, still slightly crying.

"You're very much welcome." I tell her, still holding the man.  "Now please, I'm terribly sorry, but I must take this man to a jail."

"Oh! Of course!" She responds.

"But I do need you to come with me, I'll walk you two home after we talk to a police." I say, and she nods.

{Later}

The man was arrested and I was paid. Only $100.00 but it was good. Enough to buy some food. And apparently the man was wanted, so about $1,000 more. That should last me a few weeks.

This is the kind of stuff that happens every day in my life. I mean sure, I miss Wonderland and Hatter, but I can get along. Hatter told me he is going visit soon.

I went back home, and laid down. 5 am. Damn. That took a long time. I have to "wake up" in three hours. If you can't tell, I'm the Cheshire Cat. I used to live in wonderland but left. Now I live on Earth. The time zones are very different, but I don't need much sleep. I once lived off of 8 hours for 3 days. Four or five hours is enough for me for a day. I mean, it's more sleep then I usually get in Wonderland.

I start falling asleep, and soon I'm dead to the world.

{8 am}

BZZZ

BZZZZ

BZZZZZ

I smacked my phone and sat up. 8 am. I need to get dressed for work. I get out of bed and walked to my closet, the events of last night rolling back into my mind. I reached for my uniform and pulled it on, heading into the bathroom to brush out my long curly purple and blue hair.

I take out my tooth brush after I put my hair into a messy bun and brush my teeth, watching the clock so I'm not late. I can't forget to pay rent again.

When I finished up, I grab my phone and my bag and sprint out the door. I'm already late. Shit!!

I arrived at work and people stare at me, but I don't look at them, and run into the employees only room.

"Amanda." A gruff voice says.

"Y-Yes?" I stutter and shrink back a bit.

"You're late." A pause. "Again."

Shit.

Hey, I hope y'all enjoy the first chapter of the re-write. I've written so much in an hour!!! I'll keep updates up!!

Word count: 1033

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