They say death is nothing but the end of the life of a person, but the question is, does a person even have an existence to end? Or is death just a word, a meaning, to act as the replacement of pausing ones soul from the cycle of living. Then placing them in once again to only find that you have no memories of your past nor the same form you had.

If that is so...who do you really think you are if your soul isn't your body nor your personality? Doesn't that make you a stranger to yourself?

To put it simply. We have been living lies, for our names aren't our names, and our souls are not our own. So ask yourself again...who are you?

"Alice...", the voice echoed in her head. Gentle, calm, and warm. As if with just that, she would soar beyond the clouds, or gently float down to earth.

"Alice, wake up...", there it is again. Except the feeling of someones touch can be recognized on the sleeping girls shoulder. The feeling of warmth scattered throughout her body, simulating nerves and creating this weird fluffy butterfly feeling in her chest and stomach. It's annoying, yet mostly blissful.

"Mmm...", Alice finally replied back, although it didn't seem much of a response but more of a sign that she is aware of someone else's presence. If only, for just a bit...she wanted the warmth to last just a bit longer...

"Alice!", strange...there's another voice present. Deep, loud, and commanding...yet there is a hidden tenderness behind the words he spoke. But of course, no one noticed. "Get up already! Can't you see you are troubling Oz-sama?"

"Grn...you...idiot...", Alice pulled her sheets above her head and grunted in a hushed tone, finally understanding whose voice it was.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!".

"I said, shut up you idiot!", Alice grabbed the corner of her pillow and threw it at Gill who is now muffled by the soft cushion on his face.

Silence fell. The intense aura in the room too strong, even from outside the Pandora mansion you'd know that something was up. Unfortunately that "something" would be the committed feeling of the two in the room, willing to battle it out to the deaths. However, there is always that one friend that happens to be there at all the right times.

"Alice! Gill! Stop it, I don't want another part of the mansion broken just because you two can't get along.", Oz scolded the adversary couples.

Gill, being the loyal assistant to his "Oz-sama" who he cherishes so much as a brother, could not go against his request. Unfortunately, Alice isn't the type to back down so easily.

"But this weeded idiot deserves to be set ablaze!", Alice glared at Gill, then smirked after saying the last word of her threatening sentence.

"Alice, as much as I love torturing Gill, that's a bit too much.", Oz chuckled after hearing Gill yelled out an offended "Hey!".

"Well this wouldn't have happened if you guys had not woken me up!"

"You stupid brat, I wouldn't even want to enter this rabbit hole room of yours if Oz-sama just listened to me."

"We came to tell you that breakfast is ready...but if you don't feel hungr-", Oz was cut of when a loud growl echoed in the room. "...or you could just eat now.", he smiled.

Embarrassed, Alice turned her head away from the two males, "F-fine."

"That stupid seaweed head."

Breakfast had just ended, and Alice was in the library. It's unexpected, but lately she had taken interest in the concept of a whole new world behind just simple paper and formed by just simple words. It amazes her so much that the mere thought of stopping upsets her. Alice can't even believe it herself. Her, the all mighty Bloody Black Rabbit. Feared by all, and the strongest chain in the whole abyss was in the library, reading? Although she hasn't quite grasped the professional ability to read yet, she had some fumbling in between words she did not understand nor know how to read so far. Alice had help from Sharon but all the books she ever gives all revolve around romance and things Alice cannot seem to absorb. Such as the word "love".

"Ah! Here it is!", Alice smiled joyfully. It was a book she had been itching to read, ever since it caught her eye yesterday. 'Alice in Wonderland'. A book Sharon had lent her, but this book seemed a bit different. The girl on the cover wasn't blonde, but brunette; tied in a long, thick braid. Her gown wasn't blue as the sky, but as dark as blood. It didn't have the scenery of green flowers and the light shining in between the leaves of trees. Instead, it was dark as night, no stars, but just a color of navy blue spreading all throughout the hard cover. The only bright colors visible was the clear blue pond in front of the girl, and the ever so green tree behind. Alice had just started reading, but for an unknown strange reason, she couldn't help but find the background familiar...as if she had been there before. "Hmm...", Alice stared at the book, her eyes reflecting a very serious and curious feeling.

"Alice!", the said girl jumped at the sudden call, and as a reflex, she quickly hid the book behind her. "Alice! So you were here the whole time?", Oz smiled.

"Y-yeah, is there something wrong with that?", Alice pouted.

"Haha, of course not. It's just surprising...say, what do you have behind you?"

"Nothing."

"O-Okay?", knowing her, she hated it when someone poked their noses into her business. And Oz knew that the most. He respected it, but he just wished she would at least open up to him a bit more. After all, she was one of his most treasured friends. "Then I'll be going Alice, if you need me I'll be in the living room.", Oz smiled and left. Leaving Alice alone again.

"Idiot."

"Geez! That stupid Rabbit!", Gill walked back and forth in the middle of the living room.

"Calm down Gill, Alice doesn't mean any harm,", Oz smirked. "Besides, if you'd stop calling her names or treat her like an animal you wouldn't be having that huge bulge on your head.".

Gill grunted and grimaced as he lightly touched the bruise. It was true though. During breakfast, he had been yelling out multiple rude names and ended up getting a hit on the head by the blunt side of a fork. As well as the added hit from Sharon and that stupid fan of hers which she carries around, who knows how.

"If she would act as a woman should, maybe I'd think about it.", Gill sat down across from Oz. "And it wasn't my fault, she started it!"

"Gill, you stole her meat.", Oz laughed slightly as if stating that Gill was being a moron.

"She was finishing the whole meat without even giving anyone a chance!"

"I thought you were planning on going vegetarian?"

"Watching that stupid brat gulp down every meat, of course anyone would become a vegan!"

"Then why eat her meat?"

"I'm a grown man! Every grown man needs some meat in their bones!"

"If you want to become strong, then quit smoking.", Oz looked back down to his book he was currently reading.

Gill growled in defeat.

It was already late at night, and Alice wasn't planning on sleeping at all. Oz was already fast asleep beside her. She checked whether he was really asleep before she grabbed the book from underneath her pillow.

Alice turned the page slowly, trying not to make a sound. There were a couple of empty pages at first, but before the story started, there was someones handwriting on the bottom right corner of the blank page. It read: '50 days'. It was strange, but Alice didn't pay any mind to it and began reading.

The pages looked old and some were moderately torn. It was probably a hundred years old. Alice wasted no time and began reading; her left hand supporting her cheek, holding her face up, while her other touched the sides of the book.

A lonely girl underneath a tree, soundly asleep as she held a book close to her chest. A book about talking animals and things that never made any sense to others, but to that girl...it was real. Her name is Alice...

Was...Alice.

Alice confusedly thought of what it meant. The meaning behind the name not being the characters anymore.

The little girl awoke to the ticking of a clock. "Who's there?", Alice questioned.

"I'm late...and you're late...", a voice echoed throughout the darkness.

"Pardon?"

"Come, we are both late for a very important event..."

Alice followed the voice into a hole behind the tree. It was dark, and cold, yet there was meaning. Alice knew that this is the place her dreams have showed her about. It was wonderland.

Alice yawned before drifting off to sleep, she then muttered, "Wonderland...".

(A/N): Sorry it was a bit short. I just wanted something to start off with...an introduction you may call it. Next chapter will be longer, promise. Any requests, just ask, and I'll try to grant 'em. Besides, I do get into writers block easily. Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed.