Hobbits Notes Reposting this as it came out a bit messybefore. I have a beta now so its a lot smoother. WARNINGWARNING WARNING charater deaths. Many many characet deaths. Brooding bitternes some very dark themes. And a lot of sex. Pretty much everything I dont really write.

Sliante

Hobbit

The Cheshire Cat Receives An Explanation.

Alice calmly climbed off the White Knight, carefully raising her body off of his manhood. She frowned at the bruises her hands had left on his throat. He was so pale and delicate that it really couldn't have been avoided. She did not look at the corpse again as she impassively redressed herself, ignoring the sticky fluids that trickled down her thighs. She was used to such a sensation by now.

Alice spun around quickly as she heard a sound from behind her and matched the new arrival's grin, tooth for tooth.

"Well now, my dear," the Cheshire purred, "I knew you were Mad but this is beyond that which even the Boldest dare to Dream."

Alice didn't wince or attempt to conceal the body of the White Knight, but instead smiled flirtatiously. "Cheshire, I can't tell you how much I've missed you. How long, cold and lonely my nights have been without you curled up beside me..."

"Save it, sister," the cat interrupted jadedly and with an icy stare. "Your heaving chest and hiked up skirt may charm the humans here, but I'm a cat, and not in the least interested. I know your games and wicked wiles. Who better than a cat to know your little tricks?"

"I do wish I could spare you," the girl sighed dramatically, "but the Queen said all or none. And I do need to escape this place. It's the only way, you said so yourself. The Queen's Way is the only Way." Alice pouted prettily.

The Cheshire examined his claws with a bored expression. "You've grown rather dull, my dear Alice, to think such empty threats mean anything at all to me.
It's not my turn; not yet anyway. And you will need to up your game long before you 'come' to me."

Alice recoiled slightly at the innuendo. The cat's unnatural grin widened. "I saw what you did to the Sentient Flower Garden. Fire is so messy. for the White Rabbit."
Alice subconsciously began to toy with the Charm around her neck.

"Ax to the head; so unoriginal. And hiding behind the tree where you knew he would be? How dull and utterly predictable." He sighed.

Alice yawned widely. "He was always so oblivious to his surroundings, the White Rabbit was. He didn't even see it coming."

"That was before you went Black Widow, judging from the White Knight." The Cheshire and Alice turned and observed the strangled man simultaneously. "You could at least have the decency to put his trousers back on. Unless you want to give him another round of your feminine charms, that is."

"He's still stiff from last time," Alice replied dryly. "Cold flesh does nothing for me. I like to feel the heart race and the pulse quicken. As for the rabbit, I was able to utilize the element of surprise. The knight was ready for an attack. I had to persuade him to lower his guard. Pulling his pants down along with it was the only way."

"And the Hatter?"

Alice was silent, ashamed of the answer.

"He loved you as a father should. As you wished your father had. You designed him that way."

"So this is a dream, then?"

"Was a dream. 'Was' being the key word. And then a Sanctuary."

"And now?" Alice looked sharply up at the cat. His ever present smirk was absent.

"And now, Alice darling, you are killing your fantasy off piece by piece."

"I'm trapped and this is the only way out," Alice sighed apologetically. "It was always a way to escape the pain and now it's a living shrine to what my father did to me. All the beatings, the rapes..."

"You'll never be rid of us, Alice. We are you. You created all this, and you did it so well and so vividly that we all become Real."

Alice shook her head vehemently. "Do you know what they've done to me, and all on account of this place?"

The cat merely yawned.

"They locked me up! They put me in an asylum! I was there for years. Tested and experimented on. Felt up by guards and inmates alike, and worse than felt up! I escaped my father just to find thirty more like him, and worse! Do you know what electroshock therapy is? It's Dr. Warren's favorite pastime." Alice fought back her tears before continuing to relate her ordeal. "More than once I regained consciousness only to find him staring at me and zipping up his pants."

"So you escaped more and more often to Wonderland. And now here you are for Real. Not just a Dream anymore."

Alice nodded. "Yes, and now I need to get out of this Dream. I need to escape. I'm sorry, ."

"You're not sorry, not truly," the Cheshire replied. "Your empathy has long been eroded away."

Alice stared at the cat, nonplussed. "What would you have me do? Remain here, a prisoner of my own delusion?"

"Isn't everyone?"

"Not to this extent."

"Well, if you do succeed in escaping this place you can be the judge of that," the cat leered. "I must now bid you adieu, Alice. As your Conscience and Voice of Reason I can clearly see that you no longer need me."

The Cheshire began to vanish little by little until only his head remained. With a flash of silver, the White Knights dagger embedded itself into the grinning cat s forehead. For a moment the cat remained precisely where he was. just a moment.
"Clever, clever," he gurgled before dropping limply at the girl's feet, dead.