Your Move
Syfy's Alice
Pairing: Alice Hamilton/ David Hatter
Rating: T+--M for violent themes/suggestive humor/drug content/ and sexual themes.

Summary: Two months after the incidents in Wonderland, Hatter and Alice are still in the beginning stages of dating. However, when Hatter gets kidnapped and Alice is targeted by the Flores de laMorte assassins, not only is their relationship in jeopardy, but so is the rest of Wonderland.

Description: My rushed attempt to get an Alice/Hatter fiction out to the public. Usually my FF's take months to write; mainly because I'm so meticulous about details and plot, but for this, I'm simply winging it. I want to get as much off my chest as the idea is still buzzing in my head. So, I apologize if it takes me a long time to update, or if I have to go back and edit simple details.

AN. Okay, so this is my first ever published story and I'm quite excited to get it up. I'm also excited to talk to fellow Alice/Hatter obsessors. What should there name be. Well, not Atter. Maybe, OMG Halice! I like that! XD Anyway, please review; it'll help me update. I've pushed everything I've currently spent months planning and writing aside, and I'm now focusing on this.

Good news? Bad News? Good news is that I'm posting it immediately, not waiting to write the entire story before posting. I'm just too anxious to share my ideas while Alice is still hot and fresh. Bad news and it's a big one: people now have to wait a while for updates. School always gets in the way as does my muse. If I am allowed to quote Bioshock! (My muse is fickle bitch with a very short attention span.) Plus, I need to work out ideas and kinks and hope it works out for the best. But anyhow, that's if anyone even is interested in my story, which I can only deduce through reviews! But enough of my squabbling; Chapter one is more of a prologue, it's suppose to catch your interest and takes place in the middle of the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Alice in Wonderland or Syfy's Alice. If I did, Alice wouldn't be a "mini-television" series but a full fledge weekly series.

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I.
Cramped
(in chess) refers to a position with limited mobility.

She sat adorningly in the kingdom that now belonged to her. Renovations were finally underway, and now the once lively and energetic casino was transforming into a kingdom fit for a righteous woman to rule. Right before her eyes, the walls were stripped of their red heart-filled colors, and instead a bland yet simple coat of white covered the plaster. To her side, her newly recruited minions were being fitted into something a little more tasteful than card costumes. To think that this kingdom actually stayed standing for one-hundred years seemed folly. Such naïve plans and goals were the exact downfall of her simple-minded auntie. Even the foundation that the society had been based upon was flawed in more aspects than one. This place needed a make over, badly. It needed new objections, new authority…a new queen.

Wonderland needed her—the White Queen.

"M'lady?"

Her blue eyes glanced over at the ex-club bowing in front of her. She regarded him with a bored stare before parting her cherry-red lips to address him, her tone short and slightly annoyed.

"You better have what I asked of you, Nine."

He raised his eyes to meet hers and nodded with fervor, standing up without the card suit on, now clothed in a sleek, black tuxedo. He quickly walked over to the doors before placing his hands on the knob, turning his head back for the Queen's signal. She sighed softly before standing up, stepping away from her icy throne and down the center of the room. Meeting Nine's gaze, she nodded softly watching as he opened the door and gestured three men to enter. The men, who looked quite out of place in their crimson hooded cloaks, walked in dragging a wounded woman in their arms. They dropped her onto the floor where she laid, a crumpled mess.

The pale queen walked forward, her heels clicking off the polished white marbled titles. She stood, hovering over the fallen form, smirking and clicking her tongue softly against her teeth. When the girl didn't respond, the queen sighed in annoyance and rolled her eyes, kicking the nonmoving form softly with the toe of her shoe.

"Wake up, Alice. Dream time is over."

The black-haired women groaned softly, placing a hand on her bleeding forehead as she stirred back to consciousness. The queen above her waited patiently, smoothing out the wrinkles that formed on her beautiful, long white dress. After a few minutes, Alice finally woke from her daze and sat up, taking in her surroundings. She looked at the queen, anger blazing in her eyes. The queen smiled and snapped her fingers, sitting down as one of the many servants standing in the room placed a white chair behind her. She crossed her legs and hit Alice lightly in the shoulder with the toe of her shoe, infuriating the black belt even more.

"You've caused me quite some trouble, Miss. Alice."

"Not enough…," the girl bit back, making the blonde smile with humor.

"Listen, girl. I'm no idiot. I'm not like my absurd aunt who tries to always win in every situation, who only cares about herself and no one else. So, please do tell the court. What is it that you want?"

Alice held her breath, looking up with hope in her eyes. This was all too familiar though—reminiscent of things that had already come to pass. Besides, there was something in the girl's tone in front of her that made her cringe—something sarcastic and…hostile. She paused for a brief second, glancing around and taking a few deep breaths through her nose, trying to ignore the dulling pain above her left eye.

"You know what I want…," she whispered, staring at the new queen. The woman smiled and stayed still for a few seconds, regarding Alice with a faint look of interest.

"Oh yes, but I want to hear you say it. Ask it of me, before all you see."

Alice stared irritably at the girl, frowning at the direction this was going. If this conversation didn't go the way she wanted it to, she was planning on letting loose the black belt inside of her.

She'd fight every single person in this room in order to get him back.

"Give Hatter back to me," she said loudly, standing up with unsteady legs. The White Queen let out a giddy laugh, clapping her hands together and smiling before standing up and kicking the chair aside, slowly making her way back to the throne.

"There it is," she muttered, sitting down on the throne and biting her bottom lip softly. "That is what you wish?"

Alice swallowed the lump of fear down, her stomach squirming uncomfortably, "Yes."

Lowering her hand to rest on her lap, she summoned a servant to her side and whispered something into his ear. He hesitated when she was finished, giving her a surprised stare. The White Queen raised her brows before narrowing her eyes and adding, "Quickly." She ordered, watching as the man scurried out. When he left the room, she focused on Alice, once again that same bored look on her face.

"Sadly, darling that isn't my decision to make."

Alice stomped her foot on the ground impatiently, not in the mood to play into this child's games.

"You're the Queen of Wonderland. Who's decision is it!?" she barked out, her breathing picking up. The queen froze. Her eyes returned to Alice, and she smiled somewhat arrogantly. After a brief pause, she spoke.

"Well the answer is obvious, it would seem. But maybe not to an oyster like you, this is understandable. An individual with your level of intelligence is not likely--"

"Where is he?" Alice asked, her voice dripping with anger. The door behind them opened slowly, but Alice refused to turn away from the Queen instead choosing to glare at her. The queen smiled brightly, nodding softly before standing up and holding out her hands.

"Look behind you, my dear."

Alice narrowed her eyes suspiciously, but glanced behind her. Her jaw dropped when she saw him standing behind her, two guards at his side. There was a bored glint in his eyes, and he seemed to regard her as the queen did. His appearance was frightening. She stared into his dark brown eyes, trying to get the reaction out of him that she had been expecting. But… nothing. What was wrong with him? She instantly could tell that they had done something to his mentality. He was wearing the same clothes as that night: a pair of black jeans that were now torn and ripped along with a deep violet shirt and black jacket. His black hat was no where to be seen. His hair was disheveled, as always, but his eyes…they were different. They weren't Hatter's eyes—and they frightened her.

She took a small step towards him, wanting to reach out and touch his flesh, to make him look into her eyes until his went back to normal. Tears ran silently down her cheeks as she began to think about what they had done to him to make him look so hopeless. But no matter what expressions ran across her face, his remained the same—unmoving.

"H-hatter?" She whispered out, taking another small step forward. When she called his name, he glanced in her direction; something different flashing across his eyes, but within seconds it was gone.

"Hatter, come here," the queen ordered, and in less than an instant, Hatter was by her side. He slowly got down onto his knees, bowing in front of her legs. A pleased smirk spread across her lips as she ran her fingers through his hair, stroking his scalp gently. Alice shook her head, turning and taking a step towards her now, her territorial nature chiming in.

"What did you do to him?"

The queen looked up, tilting her head and smiling softly.

"I did as you asked, Alice. I brought him to you." She looked down and placed her hand underneath Hatter's chin, pulling him up so he was standing tall. Staring into his eyes, she twisted him around until he was facing Alice.

"Hatter, make your decision. Either stay here with us, or leave with this oyster. Who will you choose?"

Alice's felt her eyes widen as she took another small step forward, staring directly into Hatter's eyes, noticing the dark rings underneath. She held out her hand, a pleading look on her face.

"Hatter, let's go back. Please, come back to me…" she whispered to him and only him, watching as his expression softened for a second. In that split second, Alice could swear she saw confliction, but like before, it was gone before she could get a good look. He didn't move for quite some time.

"Hatter?" The queen asked, staring at Alice as she spoke. At the sound of her voice, Hatter turned and returned back down onto his knees before her, his head down casted, his hair shielding his eyes. Alice felt her breathing pick up, her heart beating faster in her chest as she shook her head in denial. What was he doing? Why was he bowing before this girl? Why would he choose her? Her heart was breaking inside of her, her chest tightening as she tried blinking passed tears.

"Hatter!" she called out, wanting him to look at her. However, the Queen stepped in front of him, looking smugly down at Alice.

"He's made his decision it seems."

There was no way in hell she was going to accept that. Hatter would never do this. Not the man who traveled from Wonderland just to see her again, not the man who held her so tightly it was almost as though he was afraid she would slip from his grasp, not the man who fought with everything he had just to keep her alive and get her home safely, not the man she had fallen in love with. No! He wouldn't do this to her... would he?

"What did you do!?" she cried out, balling her hands into fists and running forward. She would smash the girl's face in; she was the key to unlocking Hatter's mind. Alice ran forward but before she could reach the white woman, three guards suddenly appeared in her path. Growling, she punched one in the nose, hearing a distinctive crack of his bone breaking before grabbing onto his shoulder and kicking his knee out. Her speed wasn't fast enough though as one of the men grabbed her from behind and lifted her from the ground, squeezing his chest so hard she couldn't breathe. She used his momentum to kick the approaching third guard, causing him to fall to the ground next to the man with the broken nose. The guard suffocating her threw her to the ground with such force that she collided into the opposite wall, all air knocked out of her. She slowly began to pick herself up, trying to catch her breath as the large man drew closer.

"Enough."

The White Queen snapped her fingers and immediately, the guard stopped and moved away. Alice took the moment to gather herself, her breathing coming in deep pants. The queen placed her hand on Hatter's shoulder and forced him to stand again.

"This is no fun at all. I hate boring games…," she bitterly spat out, suddenly unhappy. She glanced behind her and regarded Hatter for a second before clicking her tongue and returning her eyes to Alice, a smile now on her face. "No, let's make it a bit more interesting…"

She glanced over at Nine and called him over. "Let me have your gun."

Nine hesitated, looking confused.

"Give me your gun," she demanded, noticing his hesitation. Within seconds, the shaky man pulled out a black handgun, placing it into his queen's hand. She gripped it tightly and checked to make sure it was loaded. Alice began to panic; fists—no problem but bullets, she couldn't protect herself against such things. She held her breath, ready to attempt pulling a matrix. The queen aimed the gun straight at her head, her eyes glowing as she watched Alice's reactions. However, a second later she lowered the weapon and turned to look at Hatter who was staring at her.

"Hatter, take this and use it."

Hatter held the gun in his hands, staring at it with an impassive expression on his face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked back at the Queen, who tilted her head and turned to look at Alice who was still breathing heavily.

"Kill her, Hatter. I order you to."

Without warning, he cocked the gun and aimed it at Alice, his finger on the trigger and ready to pull. Smiling at Alice's terrified face, she placed her hand on Hatter's shoulder, bringing her lips to his ear. She whispered something that only he could hear, both their eyes glued onto Alice's form. After a second, she pulled away, returning to the throne.

Nodding to her words, Hatter squeezed off a shot, the blast echoing through-out the entire kingdom.

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AN: If anyone is interested in the link and/or wallpaper (that I made) check out my website on my profile page. Please review!

Also try and remember that I haven't watch Disney's version of Alice in Wonderland for quite some time, and I've never read the books. So, I'm improvising. I know, the White Queen is good. It'll be explained later.