Hi guys d: I'll be writing this story and finishing I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing at the same time so be patient! This will be a little odd, since I dreamed this whole story up. If there are any mistakes at all, I'M SORRY. I'm not an expert on Alice in Wonderland, plus I'll be putting my own words, ideas and thoughts into this. I hope you enjoy it! Review nicely!

I'm sorry this is rather short, I promise you won't be disappointed once more chapters come! By the way, Alice isn't in this at all. And if I say BOTH Underland AND Wonderland sometimes, I'm sorry! D:

I don't own Alice in Wonderland!

AGAIN, By the way! If you want to know what Elliot looks like, GO BACK TO MY PROFILE! I have a picture! d: And this kid is about 13-14 years old.

ONE MORE THING, to make this sound less lame, read this in those Scottish-British accents. LOLWTF.

Turn Back Time

Chapter 1 - Chase

The sun was fully rose in the out lands of Underland, and many of it's creatures were already up and awake. It was only a bit later in the afternoon did a young raven-haired boy awaken. He sat up, his back sore from sleeping against the tree, and rubbed his eyes wearily. He has been doing this now for quite awhile, taking his naps and such while using a tree for a bed. Though, he didn't have much of a choice. There was no where to go, no place to be. It was the out lands, or nothing.

The boy sighed and checked his pocket, pulling out a rather sad excuse for a pocket watch. He stared for a moment, an obvious frown appearing on his face. The watch of course was broken, the time was so off it was out of this world, though he would never rid of it. It was rather special to him. Broken. Yet, he had such a horrid habit of looking at it when the need comes to tell the time.

He pushed the watch back into his pocket and stood, now facing the sun directly. He was still quite tired, sleeping on a tree wasn't the most comfortable thing to do for hours and hours. He had hoped the sun's light would wake him up but it was no use. He was tired and hungry. The boy reached into his pocket, hoping to find some sort of leftover food he had from yesterday, but his hope for food soon fizzled. The only thing he had in his pockets was the pocket watch and a few scent bombs.

The boy's stomach growled with hunger, but he pushed those meaningless feelings aside and listened to the woods around, hearing an odd, deep-roar sound. He put his hand to his belly, and thought. Was it his stomach? No. If such a sound came from his body he would surely need to see a doctor. Then, suddenly, he heard it again, but this time he froze. He knows what that sound is, it was so familiar, he would know it anywhere. Seconds passed by as he waited, trying to hear where that sound might have come from. He listened his hardest until he heard another sound, a man. He had a voice so villainous and stern that it could easily match the others potential to kill.

He felt the sudden vibrations of the ground, and automatically knew Stayne and the Bandersnatch were close by. He could only imagine Stayne would have as many as twenty of the Queens soldiers with him. He knew he couldn't stay, so he ran. He ran as fast as could, trying his best to keep calm and quiet. It was an unsuccessful plan.

His trying wasn't much to offer, he could feel them gaining on him. The noise he had been making, not to mention the Bandersnatch's capability of smelling and sensing beings around him made it worse. He darted through the woods, ducking under branches, jumping through bushes and practically tripped over tree roots and rocks. Running wasn't working, it was only a matter of time before they caught him. He licked his lips and looked around, knowing there were hollow trees all around. He picked one and hastily climbed into a tree with the hole lower to the ground. There was barely any light coming through, it was perfect.. for playing hide-and-seek. If the Bandersnatch were to sniff around this area he would be a goner for sure.

Wait, the scent bombs.. The boy quickly dug his hand through his pocket, taking out one. These are handmade, one of kind bombs he had come up with while living in the out lands. They had a gross smell, the total opposite of what his natural scent was and it could throw off even the Queen's best bloodhound. He had been making these ever since that day. He promised himself he would never speak of that day again.

In the end, the Red Queen demanded Stayne to find him, and off with his head she had ordered.

Stayne had made looking for him a daily thing, though he would quit after a certain amount of time. Of course, coming back to Crims empty handed just angered the Queen even more. This search for him has been going on for almost a year, he guessed.

He wore a look of disgust just thinking about the Queen and that same day, he can remember it like it was yesterday, though he didn't want too.

"You- look over here."

The boy froze once more, hearing Stayne's voice just meters from where he was. He back away into the tree a bit more, and put the bomb back into his pocket. He should have let it off while he had the chance.

He heard foots steps all around him, probably the soldiers, through he knows he was just being paranoid. They were all over.. he knew they were looking around, everywhere.

"I could have sworn I saw him come this way," Stayne said to himself, walking towards a tree a bit closer to the boy's. "The Bandersnatch should be on his trail, I would think so. Maybe my eyes deceive me."

The boy heard a swift motion, and a horse sounded. "Let's try this way," The man demanded, leading the soldiers off into the direction he guessed would be the Bandersnatch's. He waited until all noises were gone, the feeling of fear inside of him slowly faded as he poked his head out of the hole and saw no trace of the menace.

He climbed out, and stood for a moment, not sure where to go at this point. It sounded as if Stayne and the soldiers went right, so should he go left? It seemed about right.

He started to walk through the woods, in the opposite direction of Stayne. He made his way quietly, frightened but calmly. Soon, minutes passed by. The boy couldn't take much more, all the running he had done really added on. He leaned up against the tree and closed his eyes for a moment, sighing. The heat from the sun beat down on his face, it felt nice. He could fall asleep, right then and there if he really put his mind to it, but he didn't think sleeping while standing up was the best idea.

Not a moment later did he feel the ground start to shake a bit. He opened his eyes, in shock at what he had realized.

The Bandersnatch stood in a threatening stance behind the tree, gently sniffing behind him. The boy wasn't sure whether to run or wait for it to go away, but he was sure the second option wasn't very much of a choice. He started to turn his head, slowly. His hands were shaking, and he was out of ideas at this point. As he came face to face with the Bandersnatch, he could feel his weight drop before him- no, it wasn't him. The Bandersnatch roared, and with one quick move he knocked the tree down and over, just missing the boy by a few feet.

The boy searched around him, he had to think quick as the Bandersnatch started to make it's move. He took a small branch and used it as a spear, aiming for the eye. The boy grinned a bit, and stood up, realizing it was a bull's eye.

It really wasn't the time to be wearing such a face, it only angered the Bandersnatch more. He started to run, quicker than he ever thought he could. The monster soon followed after him, not too far away. The boy gained some distance between them by bolting through tight spaces between trees an under things he knew the Bandersnatch would have trouble with. After awhile, the boy thought he had lost him, but he could hear the Bandersnatch wrestling around in the woods. He hadn't noticed before, but he was quite scared. His hands were still shaking, his heart was pounding, beads of sweat were running down his face and his breathing was short and off.

He heard the noises getting closer and closer, and he had to start running again, but he couldn't bring himself to. He was frozen, locked in place.. and he thought he would never gain control over his body again. The Bandersnatch roared, and immediately the boy did just what he thought he could never do again.

He ran.. and ran. And ran, he did.

He was heading anywhere, letting his absent mind do the navigating. He wasn't sure where he was going; in the direction of Stayne, to the Red Queen's palace, or even back to the tree where his afternoon first began. He just ran. He felt the way he was going was the safest, but he wasn't sure why.

The Bandersnatch didn't lose him, he was right on his trail. The boy panted heavily while in thought, then grabbed two scent bombs out of his coat pocket, crushed them both with one hand and chucked them behind him. They were powerful enough to lead the Bandersnatch off, he knew that, but it would only last so long.

He kept on until the noises behind him indicating the Bandersnatch stopped. He, too, came to a stop, resting his hands on his knees and breathed in and out until he caught his breath. He took off his hat and wiped his forehead, sighing and scanning the woods around him. He wasn't sure where he has, but he knew he had been here before. The boy decided he couldn't just stand there and admire the scenery, so he walked on. There was a familiar path he decided to follow, it was hard to spot at first, but with his good eyes he found it. He made his way down the path, enjoying the walk and rest he was now getting. After minutes passed, he realized why it had seemed so familiar, but it wasn't until he reached the end that it had hit him.

The boy stopped and stared at what he now saw in front of him.

The Mad Hatter looked up from the table, hearing Mally and the Hare making a quiet fuss. The Hatter's face was completely filled with disbelief as he saw what had upset the two, but he was also both hopeful and joyful. It barely showed, seeing as both the boy and the Hatter stared back in forth at each other, meeting eye to eye. The Hatter summoned enough strength to speak, and it only added to the tension. "Elliot, is that you?"

GASP! To be continued in the next chapter! I know this is a little confusing but trust me, as the chapters go on you will understand :D

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