Authors Note: This is mt first story so please be nice I don't mind if you don't like my story,please tell me what I should change, but please be gentle about it!

Disclamer: I do not own the characters from Tim Burtton's Alice in Wonderlan,but I do own my characters and the plot!

Hello,I'm Ailis,not to be confused with Alice. I was born in London even though I was soon sent to Scotland 鍍o preserve my fathers heritagemy mother said. I only know that his name was Tarrant and that he was a hatter. I have messy curly blondish brown hair and fluorescent green eyes that change depending on my mood. I've been called mad, insane, bonkers and classified as a freak. Horrible no? I've also noticed that I tend to speak with a heavier Scottish accent when I'm upset. Strange I know. My mother refused to tell me my fathers last name, so I just go by Ailis Eara. My first and second names mean Pledge from God, from the East. Yes it is queer. But them so am I. I enjoy creating things...anything to be honest. But then i get into one of my sudden rages and destroy. It's frustrating. I feel horribly helpless at times. I enjoy signing as well... I'm often referred to as the mad songstress. I don't mind it... but it is offending at times. I am loyal to my few friends, am happy except when I am in one of my rages and I analyse almost every thing, making it almost impossible to fool me. This is my story. No one else's. Mine and mine alone. And one last thing. I refuse, I absolutely refuse to be compared to my mother, Alice Kingsleigh.

Travelin'

"Ailis! Ailis Eara will ye wake up! (Ailis!Ailis Eara will you wake up!)

"I'm wakin' .(OK,I'm awake)

My best friend Lainie was always the one who woke me up...mostly because she was the only one who wasn't afraid of my orange eyes when I was annoyed. I hated mornings. My favorite time of the day is tea time. Its just so fun!

"It's late ye ken" (It's late you know)

"I know. You just had tae wake me earlier." (I know. You just had to wake me earlier.)

"Ah wulnae risk ye gettin' radge." (I won't risk you getting mad.)

"humph."

Just then the door opened and the news person came in looking sullen.

"we hae bark fur Ailis Eara." (We have news for Ailis Eara)

"yes?"

"Yer maw has died in China. Yoo'll be gonnae back tae bide wi' 'er fowk in London" (Your mother died in China. You'll be going back to live with her family in London)

"in London? My maw's fowk? Ther're th' reason Ah was sent haur!"(In London? My mother's family? They're the reason I was sent here.)

I could feel my eyes turning a deep orange and the fire boiling up inside of me. I was angry,enraged,fuming to say the least. I saw Lainie and the news man back up towards the door. I started to tear apart my room, not caring what I broke. I knew that if I spoke, I would be speaking in heavy dialect but at this point I did not care.

I stayed in this state for the entire train ride to London. I refused to eat. I refused to sleep. The ride was in the evening and a bit into the night. They had to get the doctor of the train to come see if I was mad, but like the doctor in Scotland, he said that I was just going through a phase in life. He did not know that deep orange was not my original eye color.

Around four hours later, we arrived in London. My eyes had turned into a green-yellow color. I was nervous to meet my aunt and grandparents. When I stepped on the platform with my small suit case of what was saved from my room, I saw two blond ladies who looked a bit like my mother so I assumed that they were my family.

"Excuse me, would ye be Lady Kingsleigh?"

"Yes, you must be Ailis."

"Yes Ma'm

"Well, come along."

"Yes ma'm."

In the carriage,I was explained that I was to have a tutor and that I was not to come to any parties or any thing like that. Well I guess that's what I get for being a child born out of wedlock. Yes my mother was not married to my father. I don't even know if my father knows I exist. When no one was around I was free to wander the gardens. So right after I placed my suitcase in my room, I went outside to wander. I was quietly sitting by a pond, under a tree when I saw the strangest thing. A white rabbit in a turquoise waist coat. He looked as if he came out of one of my dreams. He beckoned to me, Urging me to follow him. I had a horrible curiosity, so I did. He lead me into the wooded part of the estate, and then disappeared down a hole. I looked down to see if I could see him, but I could not. I leaned in a bit and felt the ground on which my hand was leaning on give way. The next thing I knew I was falling,falling,falling down. I did not scream. It would have been pointless. No one could have heard me.I fell through the ceiling...or the floor. I went Oumpf as I fell from the ceiling to the floor. I looked around. I was in a room with doors on every was a table. And a key on the table. I tried it in all on the doors and found that it fit the smallest one. Since there was no way I could fit in it I went back and on the table I saw a bottle. "Drink Me" it read. I kept the key and drank a bit from the bottle. I started to shrink. How queer. I adjusted my under dress so that it wouldn't fall down since I was so small and walked back to the door unlocked it,again and waled out. I was in such a queer place. Huge flowers with faces and plants that I had never seen before every where. But the strangest thing was the people...err...things that where standing in front of me.

"she's not Alice McTwisp!"

"I know! But look at her. Doesn't she look like her...and then like him as well."

"You're quite right. Say what is your name girl?"

"Ailis Eara...I guess I should use Kingsleigh... so I am Ailis Eara Kingsleigh."

"As in Alice Kingsleigh?"

"What about my mother?"

"Do you know where we can find Alice? We need her..."

"Well I'm afraid she won't be of much help. She died you know. Somewhere in China."

"Oh dear,oh dear,oh dear. He will not take this well. Already his sanity is hanging on a very thin string."

"you wouldn't be talkin' 'bout me would you?"

"Hatter!"

"And who would this lovely lady be?"

"I'm Ailis Eara Kingsleigh."

"HOO DAUR YE PRETEND TAE BE ALICE!" (How dare you pretend to be Alice!)

"AAM NAE ALICE! EEM 'ER DOCHTER!AI-LIS EARA!" (I am not Alice!I'm her daughter! Ai-lis Eara!)

"ALICE'S DOCHTER! SHE HAS NAE DOCHTER!AH AN TH' ONLY CHEILSHE EVER LOO'D!"(Alice's daughter! She has no daughter! I am the only man she ever loved!)

"WRANG!SHE LOO'D A HATTER NAMED TARRANT AN' AH AM THEIR BAIRN!"(Wrong! She loved a hatter named Tarrant and I am their child!)

I was aware that I was speaking in heavy dialect and was aware of the creatures around us looking clueless...but I did not care. I am usually calm when I meet new people, but this man, this man compared me to my mother. That is one of the many things that can send me into a rage like no other.

Author's 2nd Note: No pressure, but please R&R