part 1. birth and death.
miles hattersly was born in a cottage, somewhere in the entrance forest. his father had died two weeks prior, while fighting for her majesty the queens army, now his mother had no one else to help her raise the child. the doctor came into the cottage and said "good evening mrs.hattersly, how is..." he began, but saw that she was already in the nidst of labor. "..oh dear, seems I am a bit late." he said then began to work. "Doctor, I don't think I will make it..."she said "...please take my child in as your own." she said "I cannot do that, I am a doctor, not an orphanage" he said "well then, please, if I don't make it, will you do one thing for me?"
"what is it"the doctor said "name him Miles, after his father." that night miles hattersly was born, his mother was right, she didn't make it through the labor, due to the doctor being late with the pain medication. he was taken into town and placed in foster care, where he grew up from birth to age 9, which is when he ran away from there, and lived a life on the streets.
part 2. becoming a hatter.
Miles was walking down the street, looking innocent as always, but of curse this was a complete lie, he was one of the quickest handed thief on the street, and his only regret was that he couldn't tell anyone how good he was. he was 12 now, living on the streets for 2 years had hardened him, nothing much scared him. "please sir, may I have an apple or two, I haven't eaten in days" miles said "go on boy, this is a business not a charity" the apple merchant said "but sir, I could die if I don't eat"
"good, enough of you bums on the street, one of you goes missing it's better for me." he said turning around to get a bat he used to beat off robbers, in the split second the man turned around miles had 5 apples hidden behind his back "now go outta here" the man said "very good sir, sorry to bother you" miles said walking into the ally way backwards then running to his hideaway. "sucker" he said to himself. "you boy, I saw what you did back there" a man said running up to miles "these are my apples, you can't take them away from me" miles said defensively. "I don't want your apples boy, I want your eyes and hands." he said miles got scared for a second, thinking the man was some sorta lunatic who stole peoples body parts "why do you want me?" he said "to improve my business, I am a hatter, we have to be quick and attentive at the same time, to stitch up hats nice and quick for all our customers" he said "look, your gonna need money, and it is better then working in some mill all day, or becoming an apple salesmen" he said. miles decided to go work for the man, he started making hats, and he was assigned the permanent duty of washing all the hats in mercury, which one day would earn him the nickname of the mad hatter.
Miles made a good living as a hatter, even better then most, infact he became the royal families lead hatter, he even went hunting with the king sometimes, although his favorite thing to do was have tea time, he invited all sorts of guests, until his mind started to go, around the age of 15, he started to go crazy. the king and queen still used him as their personal hat maker but he was no longer invited to their parties, he would make them wild and ruin them. the only time he seemed right was during tea time, so someone with a mind as wild as the hatters had a nasty idea, that actually turned out to help everybody in the long run, while a tea with the hatter the man told the hatter that he had put butter into his watches cogs and it gave him control of time. so miles buttered his watch, and just like that it stopped, butter not being a normal part of a watch. miles, being as crazy as he was, thought that time had stopped at 11:00, so he sat at his tea table and drank tea, for years he thought that he was trapped in tea time, so he went about his daily business, but stopped everyso often for tea, years passed, people got older, but he stayed young. he quite being a hatter, he couldn't sale hats with tea stains all over them, so he joined the army. his hunters blood inside him, plus his speedy hands and insane way of thinking, made the battlefeild a great place for him, his skills skyrocketed him to the head of the queens army, and there he remains today, at the age of 17. and that is his story.
(any comments? did you like it? I was gonna do one of alice but it would be to short, here it is. she was born, she was very curious of everything, getting her into trouble, she met miles when she was just a baby, she had a childs crush on him, he stopped aging and she became older, she still had a crush on him but it was more serious now.)