I do not own any of Alice in Wonderland.

Our story begins years before the adventure, but we won't linger long.

~Mainsfield Manor~

Children could be heard playing outside, but there was one child who wasn't out playing. Not that they would let her play. They called her a strange child, because she preferred to play in mud than have tea and cakes. She wasn't out playing today, because her sister was sick, and she didn't have long to live.

"Why don't you go out and play Lexy? I'll still be here when you get back." A small looking girl with bony cheeks and scrawny arms laid in the bed. Her pail skin and thinning hair bright against the dark satin sheets.

A small child in a red dress sat on the end of the bed. "But you might not be, Alis." The child had black hair that covered her face.

Alis pulled back her sister's hair to reveal red eyes. Her sister had been crying, but her eye colour was like the colour of fresh blood. She loved her sister's eyes, so unique and beautiful. "Don't cry. I'll still be here."

"I don't want to play with them anyway. They're all mean to me." Alexis had been bullied by the other children in their neighbourhood for as long as she could remember.

"Don't bother with them. Find friends who accept you as you are." Alison knew how hard it was for her sister to make friends. She was worried Alexis would never find friends. "Can you go get me some water? I need to take my medicine."

Alexis got up and went to the kitchen to get her sister a glass of water. When she went back to her sister's room people were running in and out of it. "What's going on?" She asked one of the maids walking out of the room. The maids just looked at the small girl with pity, then kept walking. Alexis' parents walked out if her sister's room. "Mommy, what's the matter?" Her mother was in tears.

"Your sister has passed on." Her father said with sadness in his voice.

"No. She said she would still be here." She rushed into the room. A cloth covered her sisters face. She grabbed her sister hand, it was cold as ice. "Alis. Alis please wake up. Alis." Alexis broke down crying.

She made a promise to never cry in front of anyone after that day, but she would show everyone a smile all the time.

~One year later~

"Happy 7th Birthday Alexis!" Alexis woke up to find her parents in her room smiling at her. They both handed her a box each. "Open them."

Alexis for the paper off the first box. It had a beautiful red dress in it. Red was her favourite colour. She opened the second and found a pair of red shoes that matched the dress. She smiled and hugged her parents. "Thanks mom! Thanks dad! I love them!" She jumped out of bed and went to try her new outfit on.

When she was dressed she twirled around to show it off. "It's beautiful sweet heart. Come here and I'll braid your hair." Alex ran over to her mother. She grabbed a red ribbon off her dresser for her mother to use.

"You'll look so pretty at the party." Alex lost her smile. If her parents had set up a party, all the children from the neighbourhood where going to be there.

"I don't want to go." Her parents looked at her with concern. "None of the kids around here like me. They'll just make fun of me."

"No they won't." She had never told her parents about the teasing. That had been what she and her sister had talked about.

"Come on every one is waiting for the birthday girl." Her parents led her downstairs.

As she walked down the grand staircase cheers erupted from the crowd down below. Alex looked up and the first face she saw was her dear uncle Mathew. "Uncle Mathew!" Alex jumped into his arms before she had gotten down the stairs.

Her uncle laughed and spun her around. "Pretty soon I won't be able to do this. You're already growing up. And so fast might I add." Her uncle gave her a quite kiss on the cheek then set her down on her feet.

"It's great to see you brother." Her father, Markus Mainsfield, clapped his twin brother on the shoulder. They both smiled and shared a joke between themselves.

"What's so funny?" Alex was always confused by the silent conversations her father and her uncle had.

"Nothing sweet heart. Why don't you go play with the other children?" Her father pointed to a group of kids that had already started playing some of the party games.

"No. I'd rather not ruin my dress." Alex didn't want to risk it. They had never liked her and she never liked them.

"Come along darling." Her mother put her hand on Alex's back. "This is your party so you have to greet them at least." Her mother led her to the group of children.

"Happy Birthday Alexis!" It sounded rehearsed. Their parents probably told them they had to do that.

"Thank you all for coming to my party." Alex guessed that they were being nice because her mother was there. She turned to look over her shoulder and saw her mother walking back to her father. 'Dont leave me with them!' She turned back to the group of children. None of them were facing her anymore. "Can I join?"

"Why would anyone want to play with you?" A young boy answer her.

"No one. Unless they were dead or dying. Or stupid." A young girl in a blue dress sneered at her. "She doesn't even look pretty. She looks like she's going to kill someone."

"And they're far to plain. All her dress has is ribbon. Can you say cheap?" Another girl on a frilly pink dress added in.

"I bet this is her only dress with colour. All her other ones are probably black, because she's a witch." A boy in blue shorts added with a sneer.

"She probably has her own ritual were she drinks people's blood." A girl wearing a blue dress look at Alex as if she had a disease.

"I do not!" This is why Alex hated these kids. They were all so stuck up and didn't know a thing about her.

"Oh please. Don't try to deny it. Wit-" The boys voice was cut shirt due to a fist meaning his mouth.

"Just shut up!" Alex had, had enough. She ran off to her room, ignoring the voice of her parents calling her name.

Once she got up to her room, she locked her door and headed to her window. She unlocked it and climbed out. This wasn't her first time sneaking out through her window, so she easily climbed down to the ground from her third floor window.

Once her feet hit the ground she ran off to meet with her friends.

~Secret meeting place~

"Ollie! Roger! Lily! Where are you guys?!" Alex ran towards the metal scraps that where set up as their hide out.

She walked into the little hut. "Surprise!" Her all tackled her to the ground as she walked in. "Happy 7th Birthday Alex!"

"Thanks guys." Alex wiggled her way out from under the pile of bodies. She dusted off her dress. 'No major damage. Just needs a wash.' She twirled around. "What do you think?"

"Nice. Brings out the eyes." They all laughed.

She liked her friends. She ran into them after getting chased away by the kids on her lane. None of them dared to follow her this far away from the 'Rich' part of town. These kids thought her eyes were awesome. They had scared off a few other groups that were trying to take their hide out spot.

"Your parents didn't thrown you a party?" Ollie asked while sitting on his box.

"They did, nut they invited the snobs from down the lane." Alex sat on an old metal toolbox. "Apparently I'm a witch that drinks human blood."

"So now you're a vampire. Sweet!" Roger held out his hand for a high five. Alex gave him one. "A vampiric witch. Well that explains your strength and speed. Do you do any magic tricks?"

"No. I just summon demons to do my bidding, but the snobs always beat them. Bloody rich snobs." Alex stayed with her friends till the sun set. She waved good bye as she ran back to her house. She easily climbed up her drain pipe and crawled through her window.

"Maybe she fell asleep?" She could hear her father through her door.

"But I'm worried. She ran up here after beating up poor little Jonathan. She can't keep doing this. She can't just beat up children because they don't let her play a game." Her mother spoke slightly louder than her father.

"He got what he deserved." Alex had her ear pressed against the door. It was the voice of her uncle. "They all were trying to get a rise out of her. I didn't hear what they were saying, but I could tell they weren't being friendly."

She heard a pair of feet retreat down the hall that she guessed was her mothers. Her mother didn't like confrontations.

"Has the birthday girl been locked in her room since the incident?" Her uncle sounded worried.

"Unfortunately. She has such a hard time getting along with other children. Do you think it's my fault?" She felt her father lean against her door.

"No. Of course not. The children just don't want to get to know Alexis, because they are jealous of her. She has such unique features. She's kind yet stern, gentle yet strong, and sweat yet fierce. Not many people are like that." She smiled at her uncle's words. He was the only relative of the family that cared for her. "Give her time, time to show them just how much better she is than them. Then she'll be seen as herself and not what others think of her."

~3 years later~

"Do I have to go to this party?" Alex was dressed on a blue dress. She wasn't a fan of blue, but her mother thought it would be a good change from her mostly red and black wardrobe.

"Yes. All of the High Class families will be there. The entire family needs to be there." Alex sat in a chair while her mother braided her hair and tied it off with a black bow. "Look at you, you look beautiful."

"I look like one of those snobs." Alex looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like she belonged in the society that hated her. She smiled a bit. "This might be fun."

"I think angels have graced my home." Mr. Mainsfield walked over to his wife and kissed her before she could reply to Alex's remark. "The carriage is here. We don't want to be late." He escorted his wife to the front door with his daughter following.

Alex climbed into the carriage with her father holding his hand out for her to use. She used it then pulled him in after her. "Come on Daddy."

"I was surprised the Thompsons had invited us." Markus hadn't been on good terms with the family after the incident at Alex's 7th birthday party, and her 8th, and 9th. Their son certainly did not get along with His daughter.

"Patricia insisted that we come. Says that Jonathan was excited that Alex would be attending. He's already asked for her first dance." Mrs. Mainsfield looked at her daughter with a smile.

"He'll have to wait for that dance." Alex crossed her arms. She didn't look pleased with the arrangement.

"Don't you dare deny him a dance. You've been practicing since you were small for this. Why wouldn't you want to dance with him? You two talk an awful lot to each other already." She had first thought to exclude the Thompsons from all of her events, but Alex insisted that she would be on her best behaviour. Her daughter's actions baffled her.

"Save your sour attitudes for the candy factory. We have arrived." Alex laughed at her father's words. Markus got out of the carriage and held his hand out for his daughter who took it am jumped out of the carriage.

"Alexis! A lady does not jump out of a carriage." Her mother got out of the carriage after her daughter.

"I'm not a lady. I'm a girl." Alex knew someday her excuse would not work.

"Come along. We don't want to be late." Markus grabbed his wife's arm and wrapped it around his own as he led her to the door. When they got to the door a butler answered the door. "The Mainsfield family."

"Welcome. The young master is expecting Miss Alexis on the dance floor." The butler bowed and allowed the family inside.

"Alexis. Go find Jonathan. I'm sure he'll be thrilled to see you." Her mother smiled at her daughter.

Alex nodded to her mother, then turned and made her way through the Thompson house towards the ballroom. She found the ballroom and a young man standing by door. He looked to be about her age with blond hair and blue eyes. Jonathan Thompson. "Hello Jonathan. What torture have you conjured for this evening?" She spoke with a smile, but everyone could see the hatred in her eyes.

"Now, now dear Miss Alexis. Why do you show me hatred? I only mean to have a bit of fun at your expense." He turned to enter the ballroom and held out his arm. "Shall we?"

Alexis took it while rolling her eyes. They walked out to the middle of the dance floor. The music began for a waltz, and they were dancing. Most people in the room stopped dancing and watched the pair of youth dance around the room. They danced while not paying attention to anyone else.

"Not missing a beat. You've gotten better." Alex smiled at her partner.

"Well I would hate to get shown up again." Jonathan smirked while trying to concentrate on not looking at the floor, but stepping in the right place.

At Alex's 8th birthday party she had a ball. All of the boys were required to ask her to dance, but all of them couldn't keep up with the girl. Jonathan had been the best, so he told her that he would be better at her at dancing. So they made a bet, every time they met at a party they would dance and if Alex tired first she would be the loser. Jonathan hadn't thought of a punishment, but he was no where near winning.

The music ended and the pair ended with a dip. The room sounded with applause. Alex and Jonathan bowed then prepared for another dance.

"Tired?" Alex saw sweat on Jonathan's face.

"Not at all. What kind of man tires after the first dance?" Jonathan could have used a break.

Alex smiled, 'This most certainly is fun.' She looked around the room. She guessed no one knew who she was, she was wearing something other than red or black after all.

Another waltz began and only the two ten year olds danced. The crowd was enchanted and were only pulled from their enchantment when the song ended.

"That was beautiful my dear." Patricia Thompson hugged her son and kissed the top of his head. "You did quite well Miss Mainsfield." Mrs. Thompson was as fond of Alex as the rest of the High Class parents did, not at all.

"Thank you for the compliment. Thank you for the dance Jonathan." She curtsied to the boy then headed off to find herself something to drink.

"Why do you insist on dancing with that girl?" Jonathan baffled his mother as much as Alex did her own.

"I will win against her, but I have lost to her this time. Again." Jonathan turned to see several other young girls looking at him. 'Not even useful for practice.' Jonathan didn't enjoy the retorts his mother gave him, but Alex was the only girl that had better dancing skills than his own. Plus, he didn't hate her as much, she was nice to be around.

~After the party~

"How was the dancing? I heard you had the floor to yourself with Jonathan." Alex rolled her eyes at her mother's inquiry.

After Mrs. Thompson had stopped their dancing marathon everyone had figured out the the mysterious girl in the blue dress was Alexis Mainfield. Everyone shunned her the rest of the night, except the wait staff. They quite enjoyed the nice young girl.

"The dancing was fine. Jonathan has improved from the last party, but still not at the same skill level as me." Markus laughed at his daughter's remark. Her father knew about their little bet.

The carriage stopped. "What's going on? Markus do see what the driver is up to." Alex felt a dread wash over her. She was scared for some reason.

"Don't leave daddy." She didn't know why she didn't want him to leave, but knew something wasn't right.

"I'll be right back I promise." He opened the door and climbed out.

Alex tried to yell after him, but found her voice to not be working. She didn't know what was happening. She heard a loud bang, followed by her mother's voice.

Trying out another story. Tell me what you think.