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Wonderland	By : MistressOfDarknessAndShadow Category: Titles in the Public Domain > Alice in Wonderland Views: 9747 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work fiction, based on the Alice in Wonderland book series.

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Alice woke the next day and looked around her room. Everything was normal. She blinked in confusion. How did she get home? She distinctly remembered missing her bus and getting locked in the school. Or maybe she had dreamed that last part? That had to be it. It was all a dream. There was no Mad Hatter or hysterical laughter. She hadn’t been caught in the school and she hadn’t been scared to death by a white blur in the main hall way. She had called her parents and gotten a ride home, and as expected they had complained about her and how she looked and how irrisponsible she was. That was what really happened.
She got up from bed and stretched out. Her clock red five thirty. It was a Saturday morning. She didn’t have to get up for anything but she couldn’t sleep any more. She kept having strange dreams about a place called Wonderland. It wasn’t like in the book either. It was distorted, perverted. There were darker creatures walking around with no heads and some with no limbs. The sky was a dark grey and the ground was a battered and chiped checker board. The building fell down around her and she watched as the White Rabbit hopped by in rags, only the White Rabbit hadn’t been a rabbit at all, it had been a beaten looking young woman. She had had tears pouring from her eyes and she had stopped and begged Alice to come and solve some case for them. To save them all. Alice had screamed then as large men that looked like playing cards had surrounded her, their faces all distorted in pain and covered with blood. She had woken up then to find herself safely at home. She had to stop letting her imagination get the better of her.
Shaking her head to rid herself of the awful memory she made her way to the bathroom. She needed a shower. She felt somehow violated. Maybe that too was just her imagination. She had had the strangest dream that the Mad Hatter had brought her home by way of mist and had dressed her in her night clothes. Then he had tucked her in and kissed her good night. A soft peck on the lips. Or had that been a dream? She couldn’t remember. She knew her parents had brought her home but her instincts were telling her differently. His lips had been so soft, like flower petels on her skin, so how could it be a dream? Leting out a cry of frustration she grabbed a towel from the rack and slammed the bathroom door shut. Never mind that the rest of her family was still asleep at the ungodly hour that it was.
Turning on the water she let it adjust as she stripped off her clothes. She needed a shower. It would make her feel better. Stepping in, she sighed as the hot water poured over her nude body. Every ache and pain that she thought she had slipped away with the water that ran down the drain. She let her head soak under the stream of steaming water as she thought about her dreams. They had been accuring more frequently lately. They had even started before she started hearing the voices. The voices. She stared at the wall and clenched her fists. The Mad Hatter had been one of those voices that she had been hearing. He had said something about it getting worse before it got better.
“What could that possibly mean?” she mumbled under her breath as the water pourd down over her, drowing out her voice so no one outside could here her. “Worse before it gets better?”
Shaking her head again she resigned her self to the fact that the Mad Hatter was a strange character and that none of his words tended to make any sense at all. Then again, if he truly was from Wonderland then nothing anyone said made any sense. That was the beauty of the place wasn’t it? Nothing was as it seemed and everything was as it wasn’t? You didn’t need a reason for anything you did there did you? That’s why it was Wonderland.
She clenched her fists again. It had to have all been a dream. She couldn’t really be hearing voices could she? Maybe she really was going crazy. That was the only reasonable explination for it. She was loosing it.
“So then what did he mean by it would get worse before it would get better?” she said again, pounding her fist into the palm of her hand.
It’s just a dream so why do I care so much? Why does it bother me? She had no answeres to her own questions and that seemed to bother her more then the questions did. It was just all so confusing. Finally she got around to washing her hair and body, loving the scent of different flowers that flowed from each of the bottles she opened. It soothed her mood and for once she was able to think about other things rather then just on Wonderland and it’s odd assortment of creatures that inhabited it.
She turned the water off and pulled back the curtain to grab her towel from the rack on the wall but stopped dead when she saw him sitting on the counter across from her. She quickly grabbed the towl and wrapped it around her naked form. A small blush crept up her neck and onto her cheeks but she forced it back down, hopefully, before he noticed it.
“What do you want and hasn’t anyone ever told you to knock?” Alice hissed, glaring at the Hatter.
The Hatter just grinned. “I wasn’t aware that I needed to knock.” he said calmly flipping his long black hair back behind his shoulder.
“This is indecent! You shouldn’t be in here!” Alice said, her voice growing irrate.
“I shouldn’t?” he asked, making a small tea cup materialize in his left hand and a tea pot in his right.
“No! I’m not even dressed!” she said, spreading her free arm out to show that she was still wrapped in only a towel.
The Hatter grinned. “Well this just won’t do. This won’t do at all.”
With another flick of his wrist his tea pot and cup were gone and in their place there was a lovely dress. It was made of the finest blue velvet and it had white ruffles of lace lining the bottom of it. The sleeves were short and puffed out at the shoulders. He reached out to hand it to her. She stared at him for a moment then took the dress. It was even softer then it looked and she wondered what it would feel like on her skin once she put it on.
“Go on.” he prompted, seeing the look of astonishment on her face.
“But you’re still in here.” she protested, holding the towel to her tighter.
“I’ll behave myself. I have before.” he said with a malicious grin.
She stared at him wide eyed. “I thought I just dreamed that!”
“You think you just dream a lot of things dear Alice, but what you don’t realize is that they arn’t dreams at all.”
“So you mean you’ve...”
The Hatter nodded his head and grinned at her. She was sure his eyes were sparkling behind the mask but she couldn’t be certain of it. With a huff she dropped the towel and let it pool about her feet.
“Not so modest now are we?” he asked, letting his eyes roam over her.
She had a very nice body indeed. Her breasts were full and looked like they would be firm to the touch. Her stomach was flat and looked as if she might have worked out some in the past. Her hips were curved ever so slightly and her legs were long and slender. He smiled when she noticed him examining her.
“Do you mind?” she asked angerily.
“Not at all. Please, continue. I rather enjoy watching you.” he said, waving a hand in the air, calling back his now full tea cup. He sipped it lightly and smiled.
She glared at him and slid the dress on over her head. The velvet felt so good on her bare skin and she moaned in pleasure as it fell neatly around her legs. She smiled and examined herself in the full length mirror on the wall next to the tub. She looked good that was for sure. Even with her wet hair hanging in sloppy curls around her shoulders.
“It’s beautiful..” she sighed, twirling the skirt around her ankles to feel the breeze. It flowed nicely about her and her smile grew.
“I’m glad you like it. Consider it a gift. From me to you.” The Hatter said, standing from the counter. In his free hand he held a pair of white knee high leggings and a pair of knee high buckle up high heeled boots. They seemed to be made of real black leather.
Alice stared at them and then stared at the Hatter. “You want me to wear those?” she asked, pointing at them.
“Yes. They would go well with your outfit don’t you think?” he asked, thrusting them towards her.
“I would never be able to afford boots like these.” she breathed, taking them into her hands and running her fingers over the silver, real silver, buckles that ran down the front of the boots.
“Yes, and now you don’t have to.” the Hatter said, obviously very pleased with himself at her reaction to his gift.
“My parents will think I stole all of this from someone. I havn’t been any where to go shopping in so long. They won’t believe me when I tell them you gave them to me. They won’t believe me anyway when I tell them you showed up in my bathroom at six in the morning either.”
“Oh they won’t be able to tell that you have them. Only you will be able to see what you’re truly wearing. They’ll see and old pair of faded and ripped jeans and a black and white checkered T-shirt. The boots will appear to them as your old ones.” the Hatter explained, motioning in the air with his hands and making another full cup of tea appear. Slowly, almost cat like, he sipped his scolding tea and grinned once more at Alice.
“Thank you...I think. But what is it you want?” she asked now more wary then ever.
“Why my sweet Alice what ever do you mean?” the Hatter asked, making himself sound more innocent then he really was.
“What do you want in return. I don’t take you for someone who does favors freely for people out of the kindness of your heart.” Alice replied, now feeling her earlier anger rise up inside of her.
“Oh, my payment you mean. Come with me Alice, come with me to Wonderland.” he said, making his empty tea cup dissapear.
“To...Wonderland? But that’s just a made up place in some fairy tale...” she started but the Hatter stopped her by taking her into his arms.
“Isn’t that what you thought about me as well? That I was some made up story book character? Havn’t I told you dear Alice, that I’m real? Dosn’t that mean that Wonderland must be real too?” he asked, bending his head down and letting his lips hover closely to hers.
“Yes but...It’s not logical.” she said, trying to pull away from him.
He thrust her towards him and held her tight against his body. She could feel his heart beat against her and the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed down on her. His breath smelt so sweet, like cinnamin and apples.
“Nothing about Wonderland has to be logical my sweet Alice. Nothing.” he whispered, nuzzling the nape of her neck.
She tensed and he looked up into her eyes. What he saw there nearly stopped him cold. Such sadness and lonliness. Such pain for someone so young. He wanted to do nothing more then hold her close and chase the pain away from her. To make her feel like it would be okay. That nothing was going to happen to her and that it would get better. But he knew better. He knew what was to come when she entered Wonderland and he knew he could be of no help to her whatsoever if he wanted her to live. Of course, her living would have alot to do with how strong of a will she had. That was what he also feared. He wasn’t so sure that she would be able to make it through Wonderland. She could hardly make it through seeing him appear in front of her. How was she going to be able to deal with the drones that the evil Cheshire Cat was working up in his lair. How was she going to be able to stand the blood shed in the towns as innocent children were slaughtered one by one to make those drones. How was she ever going to be able to stand up to the Cheshire Cat and help solve the never ending case against him?
Alice stared at him in confusion. “What are you thinking about?” she asked, stepping slightly away from him.
“You my sweet Alice.” he replied, pulling her back into him.
“What do you mean me?”
“How you will react to Wonderland.”
“I never said I was going to Wonderland! Let go of me!”
“Ah, but Alice that is my payment remember? You have your dress and boots and in return you come with me to Wonderland. Is that not a fair trade?” he asked, running his hands up and down on her hips.
Alice started to breath heavily and she looked up into what she thought was his eyes.
“How is that fair? I only have clothes and you want to take me to some place that is supposed to be made up? It hardly seems fair to me.” she stated, again trying to escape his grasp but again failing miserably.
“Oh but you see, you don’t have much of a choice. Wonderland needs you,” he said bending down close to her lips then he whispered so softly she almost couldn’t hear him, “I need you.” With that he bent down and locked his mouth to hers, his tounge demanding entrance immediately.
She opened her mouth to him and he slid his tounge inside, ravaging her to his delight. He pulled a small whimper from her as he massaged her tounge with his. She moaned into his mouth and clung tightly to him. Before she realized what had happened they began to turn into mist, their bodies dissolving into the thin air. When he finished kissing her they had already materialized in Wonderland. The sky was darker then usual, the Hatter noted with a sickening feeling, and it was unusually quiet. Something was wrong. Something had happened while he was gone and he had a feeling it had to do with the Cheshire Cat.
Alice gasped and looked around. “You bastard!” she screamed, slamming a fist into the Hatters gut. He doubled over clutching his stomach. “You did that to me on purpose! You didn’t want to kiss me, you just wanted to bring me here! You ungrateful bastard!”
The Hatter grunted and stood back up. “I needed to bring you here! Don’t you see what’s happened? Look around you! Wonderland isn’t so wonderful any more and we couldn’t wait any longer for you! I had to bring you by force! You wouldn’t have come here otherwise!” The Hatter retorted, grabbing her by the shoulders and giving her a light shake.
Alice did see what had happened and the Hatter was right. Something was terribly wrong in Wonderland. The sky was a darker grey then in her dreams and the checker board ground had become more rutted and torn up. There were no building around her but the threes that loomed near them were twisted and black. Farther off away from them there was a pool of a sickly green liquid that bubbled every so often. Alice stared at it in shock.
“Acid,” the Hatter said, moving closer to her. “That’s just one of the things that the Cheshire Cat uses to tourture his victims with. He dunks them in pools of acid.”
Alice looked up and noticed that the Hatter had his head bowed down. She bet his eyes held a sense of pain. If only she could see his entire face without that infernal mask. Maybe that was why he wore the mask, so he didn’t let people know what he was thinking, what he was feeling. For some odd reason in that very moment she wanted to reach out and hug him, letting him know that everything was all right. It was odd, this new feeling she had for him. She was supposed to be angry with him but she wasn’t.
“Come, we must get out of here. We need to get to my domain. There we will be safe. He has spies every where and if he knew you were here there wouldn’t be much I could do to stop him.” he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“Do you turn to mist to go every where?” Alice asked, holding tightly to his waist.
“In these hard times, it’s about the only safe way to travel any more.” he said and with that they were gone, off to the Hatter’s domain.
Little did they know that one of the Cheshire Cat’s drone spies had been watching them from among the black twisted trees.
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