Author's Note: Okay, this is a spin off to the Twisted Wonderland series. I hadn't really toyed with the idea until CazzyDefiesLogic brought the idea to my attention. Immediately, a new world, new characters, and a brand new Alice appeared in my mind. -shakes fist- I am doing an outline for a prequel for the original Twisted Wonderland, but I am still uncertain if I want to do it.

To everyone who enjoyed it, I hope you enjoy this one too. A new Alice to see through. -DM6

Chapter 1

"Mommy! Mommy! Guess what?" Little Alice cried as she ran up to her mother with arms spread wide.

Her mother, named Annabeth, caught the girl in her arms, swinging her about. "What is it darling? Is it some sort of a secret? Do we need to pinky promise?"

Little Alice thought about it, and then nodded her head seriously. They pinky promised and then Annabeth sat little Alice back on her feet. "Tell me your secret now."

"I found a secret place to go and play! It's a Wonderland, mommy! There's the Cheshire Cat, and the Hatter, and the Red Queen, and everybody's there!" Little Alice cried happily. "They want me to play there every day!"

"That's wonderful honey! I'm glad you have some new friends! Where do they live?" Annabeth asked her daughter, smoothing her hair.

"Through the old mirror in the attic. Grandma Alice's old mirror!" Little Alice said proudly.

Annabeth frowned and grabbed her daughter's arm roughly, shaking her. "You stay out of there and away from that mirror! Do you hear me? I mean it! I should have thrown that old thing away years ago!"

"My friends though, mommy! Mommy stop it, you're hurting it. Please mommy, don't be mad!" Little Alice cried as her mother drug her into her room and shoved her in.

"You are grounded young lady! You will not leave this room until your father gets home!"

The door slammed close and little Alice sat down and cried.

"Alice." A voice whispered through the room.

Little Alice looked around and finally settled her gaze onto the mirror above her bed. There, the Cheshire Cat stared at her, smiling softly.

"Mommy's mad at me." Alice cried.

"Your mother just is afraid for you. Nobody wants there little girl's to grow up to quickly. I will tell you a secret though: We'll always be friends, as long as you continue to believe in us. If you mother won't let us play now, we can always play later. Just think about us every day Alice, and we'll be okay. You can pretend you're here, and we'll see you like that, Alice. Can you do that? And one day, when you are old enough, and tired of your own world, go to the mirror. . .And come back to us Alice. We'll be waiting for that day." The Cheshire Cat told her.

"But mommy still is mad at me. She's going to make Daddy spank me." Alice whimpered.

"Tell your mother you were just playing pretend. Or, take a nap. When you wake up, tell your father that you have no idea what your mother was talking about. Pretend forever that you don't know what they speak of. Return to us when you are ready."

"Okay." Alice said, wiping her eyes and climbing up on her bed.

"Sleep."

Alice sighed as she sat down in her English class. Her teacher had been gushing about a creative writing assignment as there final. Three weeks left of school, and they had to write a twenty page plus story within a week and turn it in.

The said teacher walked in, rushing to her desk in her excitement.

As she settled everything into their normal places, as she did every class, the bell rang.

A few stragglers ran in, hoping to not get detentions.

"You finally going to tell us what are assignment is going to be Ms. Rouge?" one of the jocks asked.

"Yes! Yes! So, for your writing assignments, I want you guys to recreate your own version of Alice in Wonderland! It must have the characters, there place must be called Wonderland, and the main character must be Alice! This came to me last night in a dream. I had something else in mind, but this is so much better!" Ms. Rouge gushed.

Alice sighed in her seat and then chewed her lip, thinking to the Wonderland that had been built within her mind over the years. The people that had started out there had changed as she had grown. Changed. . .Into men that she quiet didn't understand. They said they would grow with her, but she didn't understand how they had turned out the way they did. . .

She bit her lip hard when she thought of the Cheshire Cat.

He scared her, and intrigued her.

"So, with that, we're all going to the library and computer labs to start and do research. Or, since this is the last period of the day, you may go ahead and go home. It must be done, it counts as half of your grade. Dismissed."

Alice gathered up her things and walked toward the exit, only to have Ms. Rouge call her back.

"Yes ma'am?" Alice asked, coming to stop in front of the teacher's desk.

"I expect great things from you. You have the most imagination of anyone in my class." Ms. Rouge told her. "Also, because you share a common name with the character." The teacher smiled a sickly sort of smile.

"Yes ma'am." Alice said, turning and leaving.

When Alice walked into her home, she was surprised to find the silence that greeted her. Her mother was always home, playing the perfect house wife, and the distant mother. . .Ever since the day she had discovered the mirror as a child, her mother had been distant.

"Hello?" Alice called, not really expecting an answer.

She walked into the kitchen to see the message light on the phone blinking.

She pressed the button and walked to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

"Alice, your father was called away on a business meeting and his boss thought it would be a good show if I came along. We won't be back till after the school year is up. We've paid the bills up, and left you some money for groceries. I expect the house to be in the same order as I left it, when I get home."

Alice sighed as the message ended.

She got out her notebook and thought about the assignment her teacher had given her.

"Alice. . .Alice."

Alice snapped her head up, hearing the faint whispers echoing from the attic above.

"It's time to come home. . ."

"I have to finish school guys." Alice sighed.

"Why? What's holding you here? We've been waiting and waiting. Now is your chance. No one to stop you, and nothing to hold you. Come to where you will be loved."

Alice chewed her lip. "I'm afraid you won't like the real me. I am nothing like my fantasy self."

Alice always imagined herself as the perfect beauty, the proper lady, but she was none of those. She was quiet, withdrawn really, and slightly overweight. Not by much, but just enough that she was teased at work. A size eighteen was nothing to be proud of. Her mother made sure she knew.

"We love you all the same Alice. . .Come to us. . .Come home to Wonderland."

Alice left all her things setting on the table, and made her way upstairs.

In the attic, she made her way to the back corner and uncovered an old mirror.

It was dusty, the glass covered in grime, and as always, the faint image of a screaming girl stuck in the surface. The girl, was her grandmother, Alice. She had went missing only to come back years later with a child, her mother. Only years after that, she disappeared again, and the mirror told a story that none of them could explain.

"Alice. . ." The voices were a seductive whisper. A promise of a better life.

The Cheshire Cat appeared in the mirror, his grin heart-stopping. He held out his hand, and the appendage came out of the mirror, stopping in front of her.

"Come to me, lover." He purred, seductively.

Alice swallowed and took that outstretched hand, fearing she had immediately made the wrong choice.

There were a lot of things wrong with her Wonderland, after all.