Long time no see, guys! I know I've been very inactive these few months. Sorry, I've been caught up with schoolwork lately. End of the year exams and stuff. But yay! Summer vacation's here! And you know what that means! More updates! Anyways, I'm kinda of caught up with the whole "Alice in wonderland" thing with all the nonsense and balderdash, (how does Lewis Carroll make up his characters?) so I've decided to write a first person narrative fanfic on it! AU, of course.

Disclaimer: Veratican Justice does not own One Piece nor its characters, only the concept of this story which is based on Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll.

Commencing: Fanfiction: Wonderland: Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My name is Alice. Wonderland's Alice. I am an Elite Assassin for Wonderland, the Underland Society. I obey my orders with no hesitation. My life belongs to Wonderland. Wonderland agents, such as I, kill off the ones who oppose my superiors. Namely, the Queen Of Hearts. My mission is to kill the Jabberwocky.

I don't know much yet about him, except that the Queen trusts him the most. He is his deputy, his knight, and a key component to the Queen's downfall. I'm entrusted with the mission of killing him, and I will not fail. Never.

I sit on the rooftop, the night gazing down on me. It's very quiet, though I know she's out there. Watching me. Who? You might say. By she, I mean the Mad Hatter.

Apart from me, she's the most superior of the Wonderland agents. The Mad Hatter's been in the program for almost as long as I. I should mention that she's exactly what they call her. Literally. She's mad. Off her rocker. Bonkers. Cuckoo. Lost her marbles. But that just makes her more dangerous. Once she starts, she can't stop. The only one who can stop her is her partner, the Cheshire Cat.

Despite the description of the original Cheshire Cat having an insane grin, she's not really like that. The Cheshire Cat is the one who keeps all the agents in order, making sure they've tracked down their targets, have their weapons ready and loaded, etc. She's smart, especially in terms of navigation, though oddly not as smart as her partner. But she's a lot more sensible. Having access to all those shortcuts and secret entrances, she can go anywhere anytime she wants. Guess this is why they dubbed her 'Cheshire Cat'. I'm telling you, she really does disappear like that messed up cat does in Lewis Caroll's novel. Though she hardly makes an appearance. She leaves all the talking to her partner, the Mad Hatter. Only at important times does she talk.

Speak of the devil, here comes the Hatter. A woman clad in a black suit with a purple top hat sitting on her neatly combed head, she melts out of the shadows and in one step, jumps up onto the roof. She greets me with her usual tip of the top hat and hands me a teacup that's empty. I take a sip from it and hand it back to her, and she puts it back under her coat, nodding with approval. I told you she was weird.

We exchange words, and she hands me a piece of paper simply before tipping her hat again and leaping off into the shadows. I stare at the place where she vanished and see a pair of gleaming, orange eyes staring back at me. They wink at me and disappear. The Cheshire Cat, it seems, has come along too.

I open the paper and read the instructions, the neatly written words of the Cheshire Cat clearly directing me to the inn the Jabberwocky is staying at. I fold the piece of paper up and put it in my pocket. I take a cigarette and light it, placing it to my mouth and breathing out a whiff of smoke before leaping away and into the night.

I'm at the inn now, checking. I glance at the manager as he hands me a key. He nods and I thank him. Wonderland agents are everywhere.

"You could've thought of a better inn name than 'Tumtum tree'," I say as I walk away, fingering the key.

He merely grunts and fades back into the shadows.

There's no sign of the Jabberwocky yet. I take my key and go upstairs, open my room and step inside. I close the door and walk outside, to the balcony. I unfold the Cheshire Cat's instructions. Room 4321. My room number is 3321. That means the Jabberwocky's room is directly above of mine. As expected of the Dormouse.

I step onto the railing of the balcony, grab the ledge of Room 4321's balcony and swing myself upwards. Easy. I land neatly and kick open the door to the room. He's not there… Interesting.

Just as I wander around the room, searching for any evidence that this is the Jabberwocky's room, the door slams open.

A man aged around 24 walks in. He's got a scar over his left eye and three swords hanging from his hip. He's wearing a loosely tied robe, emerald green, with a striped green cloth tied around his waist. He grins at me and closes the door, locking it. He leans against the wall and I try not to stare at his spiky green hair.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son," he says, looking rather amused at my expression. "The jaws that bite, the claws that catch. Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun, the frumious Bandersnatch."

I only have a few seconds to make sense of this poem- he quoted it from the Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll, and before I know it, he's standing behind me, sword placed against my throat. His free hand searches my body for any weapons, and before he reaches my gun pocket I whip it out and point it at him.

"Now," the man says. "What do we have here? Has that Hatter woman sent another stupid assassin?"

"Her name is the Mad Hatter, and I'm not stupid!" I hazard a shot behind me. The Jabberwocky leaps over my head and lands in a crouch before standing up and brushing himself off, but not before slicing open a small cut on my cheek. He grins and licks the blood of the blade.

Only now did I get it. His case file didn't say anything of his personality. This man is a killing machine, like the Mad Hatter. Heck, I think his case is even worse than hers. He's absolutely loyal to the Queen of Hearts, and it'd be impossible to persuade him to betray the Queen.

"Whatever, I'm not giving information on Luffy," the Jabberwocky said lazily. "I'll kill myself first before I do, yadda yaddaa yadda yah." He looks at me and his eyes widen slightly. "Oh, have they finally sent a worthy opponent?"

I step forward, gun pointing at his heart. "What makes you think that?"

"Don't act stupid," he says. "I've seen your files before. Blonde hair, white suit, light blue formal shirt, curly eyebrow-" I glare at him when he emphasizes on the word 'curly'-"you're 'Alice', aren't you?"

I straighten my white jacket a bit. "Problem?"

"Nothing… But, seriously? Alice? What kind of man has that name? I mean, that's a girl's name. What are you, she-male?"

"It's a codename! Like yours: Jabberwocky." My eyebrow twitches irritably. I really want to mess this guy up.

"Well, mine sounds way cooler! At least Luffy has a shred of naming sense, unlike your boss… Who was it again? If I remember clearly, you call him… The White Rabbit, right? Or what was his real name? T-"

"You don't have the right to speak of the boss, blasphemer!" I hiss, firing multiple shots at the man.

He dodges easily, loping with utter grace as the bullets seemed to bounce off him. "Oh yeah, that's right. I'd forgotten you guys have your own... beliefs. Tell me, how can a regime rule if no one believes in your religion? It's bloody codswallop, anyways."

"Quiet, heathen!" I shoot angrily at him, and he ducks just as a bullet whizzes over his head. It slices the tip of his nose and he grins as he wipes the blood from his nose.

"Oh, has wittle Awice gotten mwad? Let's wun bwack to Mama Cheshire, shwall we?"

"Shut up!" I lunge forward, landing a vicious kick to his side. He grunts as he's thrown into the wall, but the moment he hits the ground, he's back on his feet again. He jeers at me but falters a bit when my gun catches the sunlight and the lightly carved words on the hilt are seen: The Vorpal Sword.

I know immediately what the Jabberwocky is thinking. In Wonderland we have special engineered weapons designed to kill certain people, specifically engineered to attack the opponent's weak points. Fortunately for me, I was given The Vorpal Sword, an engineered gun made to kill the Jabberwocky.

He backs away slightly, "Just my luck," He says and I attack with new confidence.

He ducks as a bullet whizzes over him and catches a bullet with two fingers as it's about to hit his face. "Jeez, when do you run out of bullets?"

"It's an automatic reload and the carriage is engineered to hold over 50 bullets at one time."

"Shit." Suddenly, the Jabberwocky is behind me and his sword is pressed against my throat, drawing blood. "Right, no more games."

"I guess that goes for me too." I sweep my feet under him and he falls but almost immediately he's back on his feet again, his blades whirling. He slices and I stifle a yell as a gash bursts open on my chest and red, sticky blood spurts out of my chest. It stains my suit red and I grumble. That was my best suit.

I learn not to dawdle in one position, as the Jabberwocky's next slice nearly cut off my head. I step back and duck just in time as the blade whizzes above my head. I already know it- he's worlds away from me. I can't beat him. This man has no conscience at all when he's fighting. I grit my teeth as another blade catches me on the shoulder. The Queen of Hearts has chosen well. The only way to kill him is to play clever.

I let the Jabberwocky slam me against the wall. I struggle as I slip between the gaps of consciousness. He really doesn't know how to hold back. I move my gun's angle so that it's a clear shot to the heart, but he grabs my wrist and pins it down before I can shoot.

I curse. I underestimated him. Of course, the deputy of the Queen of Hearts would be this powerful, this calculating. Perhaps I was doomed to die like the rest of the Wonderland Agents sent to assassinate the Jabberwocky.

"Nice job, Alice." The Jabberwocky licks a stream of blood that has dribbled from his gashed temple down to his chin. "I have to say, I enjoyed this. A lot. Thank you."

"I should be saying that to you," I say and I wrench my gun from his grip and fire just as a huge gash (deeper than the one before) rips my entire chest open. It's much deeper than before and I yell with no restrictions in pain as I feel it hit bone. I slump onto the ground, my breathing much more shallow as I try to staunch the flow of blood. I spot a flash of orange hair that disappears almost immediately as it appears on the backyard, and I know the Cheshire Cat is here. If she's here then I'll be fine. The Jabberwocky, on the other hand…

The muscular green haired man seems to be frozen in place, a patch of red blood slowly seeping through his clothes. He's done. I know I hit his heart. He stares in disbelief at his wound. His swords clatter to the ground and he collapses, mumbling something around the words "Sorry, Luffy." I'm shocked to see that he's grinning, and then the grin relaxes and he moves no more.

I get up, still covering my wound with my already bloodstained hand. The Cheshire Cat appears by my side, but I'm not interested in her right now, no matter how pretty or hot or sexy or whatever she is. The White Rabbit is going to be happy. I completed the mission many could not.

My name is Alice. Wonderland's Alice. And I have killed the Jabberwocky.

End of Chapter 1

Don't worry, it's not over yet! I'm planning on making this story follow the entire process of the book Alice In Wonderland with a few additions from other of Lewis Carroll's works! :D Reviews greatly appreciated!

-Veratican Justice