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Alice lay down in the bed at the asylum her arm wrapped around her stuffed rabbit. She did not wish to be here, in this world that let her family die in that horrid fire long ago. She wanted to be in her refuge, in Wonderland! She wanted to see the beauty of her world; she wondered how it was doing? Last time she had visited it seemed fine… everything perfect. But then she had another relapse… and Wonderland… Wonderland was broken. She remembered having to carve up former friends and use toys as weapons, the Cheshire her guide through it all. But her friends had died horribly, wretchedly even. But that was okay… they came back to life after she defeated the ruler and reclaimed Wonderland as her own. If Wonderland was in danger, she would fight again, and save it. She had done it many times, though it got worse and worse each time. For Wonderland kept on shattering further and she had to pick up the Vorpal Blade again and hack her way through. But, though she’d tell no one, she loved it, she loved the fight, the battles, the feel of the card guards being hacked beneath her blade, slicing through them as if they were paper. She loved using her weapons to kill her enemies, she remembered using the Jabberwock Eye staff to kill the wretched Jabberwock and the Queen of Hearts, she loved the feeling of her madness returning in Wonderland, it was positively Wonderful!

What she did not like was fighting her friends and watching them die horribly. She shuddered at the memory of the Hatter squashing the shrunken White rabbit, his body squishing horribly flat and bloody, almost like a bug. She brushed a long brunette strand of hair off of her face and let out a giggle as she remembered fighting the hatter and making his head and body explode, that had taught him. Of course he came back to life after she had regained control, as had the white rabbit. Oh how she wanted to go to Wonderland! She looked at the stuffed rabbit, almost willing it to bring her back there to Wonderland! To see if it had changed and to relax for a bit, and so she closed her eyes a mad smile on her face as she did so.

She suddenly got a huge headache, almost as if something was clawing at her head wanting to get out. “Are they going to give me a hole in my head? Why that would be most uncomfortable! Imagine! A hole where the wind could get into my brain, why that would be positively unpleasant!” she thought to herself as the pain got worse. She had to squeeze her bright green eyes shut as she let out a wispy scream of pain. She felt something emerge from her head, something ordinarily impossible, “am I in wonderland? Is the Queen coming out of my head? If so I shall beat her!” she thought angrily. She saw a long tan hand land on her stomach followed by another, both of them covered with markings she recognized yet did not at the same time. Something pushed out of her head and flipped to land on the other side of the room masked in shadow, almost invisible, but she did not recognize them.

Then the figure spoke in a voice she recognized, a deep and rich voice, one that should belong with the mangy cat that was her guide. “Hello there Alice…” he said as he grinned, and only the grin showed in the darkness nothing more, then his eyes. “Cheshire? Is that you? You grew much taller and different since last I saw you.” She stated. “And you haven’t changed at all.” He said his yellow eyes half closed. “Cheshire… am I in Wonderland?” she asked him. His grin grew bigger, “No Alice. I am in your world.” He told her. “Oh… well that is new, I didn’t think that was possible!” she exclaimed to him. He let out a deep throaty chuckle, “it usually is not.” He remarked as he stayed in the shadow.

“Oh do step out of the shadow! It is very rude!” she commanded him. With a sigh he did so, first a leg appeared, wearing a slightly curled and pointed shoe as well as long black pants, then another leg this one with a part of the pant leg missing, but it was held in place by string, his bony furless tail came next pierced with two gold rings with a thin gold chain held between them, dangling from the chain was a gold drop. Two big rings were also on his tail as well as two small studs with a half ring pierced on it. The familiar marking on his tail was where they were supposed to be.

The upper half of his body came next revealing he was wearing an odd sleeveless purple sleeveless shirt with two buckles on the bottom side undone, though it had straps on his chest and neck. The shirt was stitched on him. In fact from shoulder to shoulder he was stitched on; he also had a stitch on his bony hip! His face though was still masked in shadow, but she got a look of his face when a burst of lightening revealed it to her, Tattered long curling ears sprung from the top of his head both ears had multiple earrings on, the right ear seemed to have a small bite hole in it. He had a mangy disheveled black hair that reached the back of his neck and obviously had not been combed for a while. His eyes though held the same knowledge and cunning that he had when he was a cat though. Black where the white should be, and bright yellow irises, with cat slit pupils, his smile the same grin he had as a cat. “Why are you a human Cat?” she asked him. He frowned at her, “Why? Do you not like it?” he purred to her. “It is not that… but it is odd to see you as a human when you are a cat!” she explained, he crossed his tribal marked arms, “I am still a cat, just wearing human skin.” He commented. “Very well… well then why are you here? Are you going to take me to Wonderland?” she asked him with eagerness in her voice.

That caused the Cheshire to have a menacing look in his eyes, “No.” he replied. “…Well that is a shame. I do wanted to go there.” She said with a sigh casting her head down making the light brunette hair fall across her face covering her green eyes. “Well then why are you here?” she demanded him. “I am here to get rid of you.” He stated simply and calmly. “What? Why?!” she barked at him. “Why? WHY? Why do you think!” he roared at her. “I do not know, I have done nothing wrong!” she proclaimed shaking her head.

“Nothing wrong? You have shattered wonderland many times Alice! The first time was all right, indeed it was most invigorating, a change in the dullard life.” He told her firmly, “I forgave you for that one, after all you were quite delectably mad, the red in your eyes and when you went hysteric was a sight to behold, indeed it was riveting a true sight to behold!” he remarked. “The second time was wonderful as well. Seeing you collect the precious glass memories of yours and slicing through the pollution was delicious.” He commented, “and in all honesty it was not your fault that time. It was that doctors, the one who polluted your mind with his nonsense…” he commented with a shake of his head. “Then why are you going to get rid of me? I saved Wonderland time and time again!” she told him.

“After you destroyed it first Alice. After you decided that you liked it better destroyed and shattered, so you could kill the creatures again and again. Kill us again and again Alice.” He stated to her. “I have never killed you though.” She remarked to him a bit fearful. “Never killed me? NEVER KILLED ME?! I led you to the queen the first time you relapsed! Do you not remember what happened Alice?” he asked her. She started to shake remembering him about to tell her something when he got his head cut off by the red queen. She looked at the stitches on his body the one closest to his neck. “B-but that was not my fault! It was the Red Queen! She cut off your head!” she remarked to him. He sneered at her, “I was about to tell you that you and her are part of the same coin. So in fact you did kill me! You killed me Alice. No one else did. Oh yes I did indeed come back to life. Everything was fine and dandy, wonderfully fantastic even! But that only lasted nine months, not even a year. You relapsed again, and again I was your guide down the rabbit hole to fix the problem, and it worked yet again. I thought everything was going to be great! Wonderland was going to be wonderful again! But no that was not to be was it? No you decided to shatter the looking glass over and over! And no longer because of the past! Is that not right?” he asked her. She didn’t answer and just trembled. “W-who sent you? I thought you were my friend Cheshire…” she whispered. For a moment the Cat looked sad before his face hardened again. “The queen sent me, with the message ‘off with her head’. I am doing this for Wonderland as well, but also for myself.” He told her. “The queen but I killed her! Please don’t listen to her!” she begged him.

“Oh no you are thinking of the Red queen, while I am talking about the White. We all have had enough of your antics Alice.” He said as he started walking towards her. “So here is a riddle, one you should remember quite well. When is a croquet mallet like a billy club?” he asked her as he dragged something behind him, making a scraping sound behind him that followed his rhythmic steps. “When-whenever I want it to be.” She answered him. He let out a slight chuckle, “That was the answer then, here is the answer now.” He remarked as he raised a wicked flamingo croquet mallet and rested it on his shoulder. “It is whenever I Want it to be Alice.” He roared as he swung the croquet mallet at her head as she screamed in terror. Soon her screams where silenced as her head rolled to the ground like some wretched croquet ball. He stared at her head for a bit again a bit sorrowful, for all her faults she was the Alice he knew, “…Wonderland will need a new Alice… if only this one did not go faulty near the end… Ah well what was that cliché? Try, try again? We will need a new Alice for Wonderland to survive. It should not be too hard… after all, all that is required is her name be Alice… blue dress preferred, and maybe a tad… Mad.” He said with a wicked grin as walked down the asylums hall dragging his weapon behind him as he vanished outside. He looked at the Asylum obviously abandoned as he heard the laughter of teenagers in this foggy night. He saw a girl in an odd black dress with billowing sleeves pink flowers down the sleeves, a bald boy in a shirt with a black cloak, a girl in a red long tattered jacket with a hood, a blond haired girl with a blue corset top with a white billowing shirt and a long blue dress. A short girl with tan skin also wearing a corset top with a cream top. There were two others farther away but his cat eyes saw them as clear as day. Another girl wearing a burgundy dress as well as a black corset and spectacles on her face. The other wearing a shirt and jeans, his hair looked like that of a sheep but long, his skin like coal. The bald boy spotted him first, “Hey look there is someone here! Haha! I knew it!” he exclaimed absolutely eagerly as he ran up.

It was the last thing he would do as Cheshire raised his Croquet mallet once again and it was off with the lads head. The girl in the weird black dress whimpered and turned to run as the Cheshire vanished and appeared shortly behind her as he struck her head killing her instantly. The others fled to their vehicle. But the girl in the red was soon impaled by him through the gut before he went to the blond girl and snapped her neck. The other boy was soon killed by bludgeoning his face in. While the spectacled girl was killed by an impaled lung by the beak of the mallet. The last girl he got out a hedgehog ball from out of nowhere it seemed as he smacked it through her chest causing a gaping hole there.

Cheshire looked at his handy work and sighed, “…I forgot to ask them if any of their names were Alice…ah well…” he muttered as he walked away and headed to the town, his form soon shrinking to that of a mangy cats, the grin though was still plastered on his face.