A/N: Hey guys, it's Vixter-twihard, I know this film came out in 2010 and I'm late (hey so was Alice in the film) but, just like with twilight I didn't really give a damn about it until a turn of events came along and flipped that upsidown! (With twilight a friend, to whom I owe a lot, forced me to watch it with her and I decided I liked it so I read the books and became obsessed; with Alice in Wonderland I did a school production of alice in wonderland, the origional version - that was majorly proffessional because we're a performing arts college - and I got curious, bought the DVD and Became hooked) I'm also majorly excited because this is my first non-twilight fic, enjoy. So without further interuption I present chapter one of "Those who dare to love." Enjoy ;)

Alice's POV:

Eighteen months since I left underland, Eighteen months since I left the hatter, Eighteen months of those beautiful green eyes melting into blue with empty sadness haunting me. I needed to go back; I needed to set things right with my friend. I promised I'd return, right?

I sighed and flicked through her diary, one date caught my eye 14th June, the very next day, there was a garden party at the Ascot's celebrating Hamish's marriage; I felt truly sorry for the poor woman who was stuck with that vile man for the rest of her life. That was almost me, I remembered.

Thank god for underland and my friends there for helping me find my muchness thereby giving me the courage to rebel against what was expected of me and thankfully refuse his proposal!

Anyhow tomorrow presented the perfect opportunity to escape down the rabbit hole and return home... home to Underland, she would always be accepted for who she was there.

Hatter's POV:

I felt empty; I'd been this way since she left, our champion, Alice I repeated her name savouring the feeling as it naturally tumbled off my tongue. I knew from that time in Salazen Grum, in the workshop when she held my face and brought me out of that brief instant where the madness took over that I loved her.

There wasn't a moment that went by when my already scarred heart ached to be near her again, to see her radiant smile again, when I futterwackened it wasn't just because of the slaying of the Jabberwocky and the vendetta of the bloodshed of my clan finally being repaid, although they were parts of it, it was for her; she was alive, the Jabberwocky hadn't killed her, the look of triumph on her face and amour she wore made her look like a goddess of war, the most beautiful that is on record and that there ever will be.

But she left and she took my heart with her. I had tried many a time to tell her, but it seemed as soon as I got within a two metre radius of her I lost my muchness and stammered and rambled like an idiot, it was humiliating, I could say "down with the bloody big head," in her courtyard, in front of the tyrant herself, next to a chopping block and a bloke with an axe stood 3m away, yet I couldn't say "I love you." To the woman I was irrevocably and unconditionally in love with. How sad.

I'm a fool I should have told her, I should have gone with her. How long was it in their time that she'd been away? I bet time was having a riot now. Seeing me here, alone, my heart fractured, what is left of my precious sanity slipping. Making everything go (literally) painfully slow until Alice returned.

When she does return I will Futterwacken and it shall probably be the best Futterwacken I'll ever do. Unless, of course, she were to say she loved me, the way I loved her. But that was impossible; Alice, champion of Underland, slayer of the Jabberwocky, peace bringer of Underland loving a Hatter, one who was unpredictable, Half-mad and desperate for her love.

And if she did love me it would be purely based on pity or an unwillingness to hurt me further or mistaking her undoubted feeling of friendship for something more. I was only a friend to her, but that was better than nothing. I think I could be content, if she were happy even if she wasn't mine to hold, if she was happy I would be content. Better being just friends and her being happy than being more than friends and her being unhappy.

She was everything to me; she IS everything to me. If she's happy I'm happy, if she is upset I'm upset, if she's hurt I'm hurt and I'm dangerously angry at whoever or whatever hurt her.

She was my gift from god. An angel on earth. But, alas, she will never be mine. The Queen has told me many a time that love works in strange ways, she and that damned Chessur cat were the the first ones to figure it out, closely followed by Absolem (I knew he'd know sooner or later, there's little that Absolem doesn't know) Mally, McTwisp and Thackery were the last to find out, I made them swear never to tell a sole, not even Alice, that was a job I couldn't put off forever.

Even if she didn't come back then I'd go looking for her, I'd have to, to ensure she's happy and at some point I'd have to let it spill and I'm sure Alice would figure it out sooner or later. She was smarter than she was given credit for.

But, McTwisp visited last month and says she is well and is, if anything, rather bored. Absolem visited while she was abroad and reported that she was fine. This news was one of the things that helped me cling on to what little sanity I had left, knowing she was okay, happy. Oh, Alice, please come back; come home... home to Underland, home to us, home to ME!

Stayne's POV:

Things were better now, a hell of allot better. It has been three months since I warned the White Queen of Iracebeth's plot to create another Jabberwocky to destroy her and claim the crown.

I had to tell them. I had broken my exile and ran to Marmoreal even going so far as to steal and drink a truth potion and then told the White Queen of her sister's plot so she would believe me. Although I was mildly punished for stealing and breaking my exile I was otherwise rewarded and treated kindly. I had a new job under the White Queen; to find Iracebeth's few remaining followers so they too could be brought to justice.

It still makes me shudder to think of Iracebeth creating ANOTHER Jabberwocky. The creation of a Jabberwocky is Horrific, to create one the person must take a young woman who has reached the age when she's in her prime for childbearing and take an egg from a Jubjub bird and mix it with the blood of a serpent and the bearer (the woman who bears the Jabberwocky) then inject it into the bearer who will carry the Jabberwocky in her womb while it develops, she must carry it for 14 painful months where it's powers develop, it depends on the bearer as to what powers it gets, the last one was carried by a woman called Fiammetta, ironically enough her name meant little flame and of course that Jabberwocky could breathe a type of fire.

She was a daughter of a blacksmith and, bless her heart, her womb was literally fried as the jabberwocky put into practice it's devastating power. If you reckon that's unbearable, don't get me started on the birth of the repulsive reptile!

To be born the Jabberwocky can't just pop out of the mother nice and easy to prevent any more pain than it's already generated. Oh no! The little fiend has to rip through the womb's protective wall and crawl through her body to feed on its own mother's muchness (maybe not biologically, but still in some sense she's that thing's mother) before finally tearing itself free of her for good. Unsurprisingly, no bearer has ever survived a birth!

Just thinking of it makes my skin crawl. I'm not completely heartless; you just had to appear that way to survive the Red Queen's reign! I had to whiteness the last birth, that's how I lost an eye; trying to save the mother when it ripped itself free! Now you see why I had to come here. Iracebeth wouldn't care, she just wanted her "precious" Jabber "Baby" wocky and she didn't care whose life she took to get it! That's what scared me the most! We needed to stop her, my loyalties lie here now. She must be stopped.

I'd already consulted the Orraculum and it foretold that we needed Alice's help and she would be coming in a week's time. I looked forward to seeing her again, she really was a creature of beauty!

A/N: Dear readers reviews are lovely... I wouldn't mind some for my fic. Hope you Enjoyed my fic

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