A/N: 1. Okay guys i know that this chapter is quite a bit like Alice in wonderland, but it's going to be nothing like it promise. It will have some of the story line but that's it. I just wanted to get the first bit going. So if this chapter seems a lot like the original Alice in wonderland, don't worry the rest will be completely different. But the last couple of paragraphs are completely my own work, so yeah...I'll let you get on too the story now.
PS: AU. Alice will be quite different in this but, i'm thinking if i write a sequel of when she's older and more grown up then maybe she will be more um...chirpy...
Oh and don't worry, Jasper will be in this. Its just a mystery as im trying to make this into a twisted version of Alice in wonderland.
But please remember to read my authors note at the bottom!, it's very important!
Warning: Alice is sort of OCC and this is AU. But luckily it's not all human. That can be your one hint!
Chapter one.
Quite Mad Indeed.
Alice.
I sighed, quite tired of waiting for my older sister, Cynthia to finish her book. Which had absolutely No pictures in it at all!.How could she find that interesting?.
What is the use of reading a Book, If it had no pictures?
None at all!
I tilted my head to the side. Wondering if it was worth getting up to pick some of the pretty wild flowers.
Nah. I decided. The sun was to warm and was making me quite lazy. I couldn't be bothered to move.
"I'm Late! I'm Late!" a small voice squeaked. I looked up from where i had been counting the grass blades to see a white rabbit with pinkish eyes rush past me. I shrugged and was about to go back to counting when i noticed something strange.
The rabbit was wearing a waist coat!.
"Oh no!" the small voice exclaimed again and i noted with surprise that the voice came from the Rabbit. "I shall be late!" he pulled a pocket watch from the waistcoat and stared intently at it before rushing off again crying "I'm so very late!"
I looked curiously after it for a second before sparing a glance toward Cynthia, whom i saw with relief was still preoccupied with her book. I decided to chase after it and just in time to see it drop down a small hole.
I dove straight after it without hesitation, letting out a small scream as i was plunged into darkness. The hole was formed into a long dark tunnel that dipped and turned multiple times. I twisted and curved into the air passing many curious things.
How strange!
The long ride went on either very long or very slowly. I had lost track of the white rabbit long ago, Maybe around the time i had passed the purple cabinet with many statues sitting on the shelves.
"I wonder how long i shall be down here". I thought to myself aloud. I still couldn't see the end of the tunnel.
Down Down Down... i slid down the dark, winding tunnel until finally a sliver of light peaked up at me and suddenly i was standing on a pile of leaves and twigs, and the rabbit was back in my eyesight.
"Oh Dear!" he cried again. "Oh dear, How late it's getting!" he pulled out the small pocket watch, his eyes bugged out before he hurried off again.
I followed after him, much too bewildered to say anything, he turned around a corner and by the time i had reached it, he had disappeared again not so much as a hair after him.
"Mr. Rabbit?" i called out uncertainly. "Mr. Rabbit, where are you?"
My question was greeted with a big fat silence. I shifted slightly, squinting into the darkness of the room i seemed to have landed in. It was a long wood panelled room with many doors and a large glass table sat right smack in the middle with something on it.
I walked slowly around the room, Trying to figure out a way to get out of this place. I wanted to go home now, i missed Cynthia and mummy and Daddy.
Suddenly i knocked into something, which turned out to be the table i had briefly seen before, i noticed that lying on the table was a small golden key. I held it up and then turned towards the doors around me and frowned, The key seemed to small to be able to fit into any of the locks.
Scanning the room a second time i noticed a small panelled door in the far left corner with a shiny brass knob. The key seemed fit perfectly as i slid it into the lock and turned it, to my surprise it opened straight away.
I peeked into the small hole that the door opened into to see a pretty garden with bright beds of vibrant orange and yellow flowers, i sighed wistfully, now wanting to go and see the garden. But it wouldn't be any good trying to get in, i definitely wouldn't fit, the door was only about the size of my head. Which was very small.
I wandered back over to the table, with a small hope of finding some other key that lead to something as equally exciting. Looking the table over o felt my face droop in disappointment as i didn't find any other shiny keys.
But i did happen to notice a small bottle with a purplish liquid in it with a note attached onto the neck of the bottle.
DRINK ME. It read in elegant script. I glanced around and shrugged, i was always open to an adventure. plus this one seemed to be exciting.
And, well...It couldn't hurt, could it?.
I opened my mouth wide and gulped down the purple stuff which smelled quite similar to Cynthia's favourite perfume. It tasted a little bit like cherries and blackberries mixed together which was nice, better than mother's homemade soup that is.
I soon finished the bottle off and noticed the room getting bigger and bigger, i spared a glance down and gasped loudly my hand flying to my mouth dramatically, like i had seen Cynthia do once, when i had brought a large spider into the house. She had screamed and screamed, apparently she was terrified of spiders... and snakes and dogs and horses and mice...
I had shrunk!. Now i was only about eleven inches high. But i was also about the right size to fit through the door with the pretty gardens, i realised.
I walked over to the door, gasping at how big everything looked to me now.
With horror, i realised as i reached the door that the key had disappeared when i had shrunk. I looked back at the table, walking under it and seeing the key was in fact back on the glass table looking as if it hadn't moved one centimetre.
I sighed and prepared to climb up the left leg of the table, hitching my long dress skirts up over my knees and trying to slide up the leg, only to fall right back down again and onto the floor.
I looked up at the table and struggled not to burst into frustrated tears. It wouldn't do any good to cry now, it didn't help anything as my mother always said, it only gives you red puffy eyes and you always feel as if you have a hangover.
A little while later, i was sitting down and thinking when i saw a small pink cake box tucked away into the corner of the right leg of the table. I quickly rushed over, my curiosity getting the best of me as usual .
Opening the lid, i gasped as i was presented with a little cupcake, the words EAT ME printed in delicate pink icing.
My stomach rumbled at the exact same time so i shrugged again, picking it from the box and bringing it up, to level it with my eyes.
"I shall eat it" i announced to no one in particular but brought it forward to my mouth to take a bite...then another...and another...and then another...
Very Quickly the cupcake disappeared and my stomach settled happily.
A huge ripping sound echoed throughout the room not more than a minute later and i glanced around with a shocked gasp, i seemed to have grown taller and taller and taller until i reached the height of a giant.
I couldn't hold back my tears now. They flowed down my cheeks, rushing like a river. I was now crouched over in a ball like position. How was i going to be able to get home now?, I was the size of my house if not bigger!. Mother would never let me set another foot into the house if i stayed this big!
I sat down on the floor sullenly, when a slight sound caught my attention. It was the pitter, patter sound of tiny feet, i dried my eyes quickly on the back of my hand and looked towards the source of the sound.
It just so happened to be the white rabbit again, only this time he was holding something other than the pocket watch, instead he was grasping onto a pair of brown suede gloves.
He kept muttering to himself, obviously not realising he had company.
"Must hurry" he said almost frantically. "Must hurry, her highness will be so upset if I'm late."
I let out a small sigh of relief, happy i was not alone anymore.
"Excuse me sir?" i began in a timid voice, surprised at how loud it sounded as it echoed around the room. The white rabbit stole a glance upwards towards me and let out a piercing shriek, i clamped my hands over my ears, just as he dropped the gloves and scuttled along again.
My face drooped in misery as he disappeared again, how was i too get out If no one was here to help me?.
"Hello, there" a smooth honey like voice came from way down below me. I looked down to see a man, not any older than Cynthia staring up at me with vibrant Red eyes. I reeled back in shock for a moment, but soon a strange mist of calm settled over me and i sat back again, instantly at ease.
"And who might you be?" he asked in that smooth voice.
"Mother says not to speak with strangers" i glared down at him, my voice taking on that dopeyness that people usually get if they're really relaxed or very calm.
He chuckled, reaching up to run a hand through the crazy blond mop that sat upon his head.
"Your mother is a smart woman" he said, humour colouring his tone. And I waited impatiently to see if he would say more and when he didn't, i frowned down at him.
"Who are you?"
He laughed again, only this time it had a sort of hysterical edge to it.
"That is the question, dear" he chuckled manically, bringing a pale, chalky hand up to stroke a large, purple and orange cat that i hadn't noticed before, it was perched on his shoulder and was smiling widely at me, it's teeth flashing in the faint light.
"That is the question, my dear " he repeated. "Who am I? Who are you? Who is anybody?"
He disappeared then with a loud bang, the faint smell of smoke hanging in the air as he left. The cat stayed there though, still grinning at me, as it floated in the air.
"Choose wisely" It said in a wispy voice, like my Gramps voice before he died.
"Choose what wisely?" i cried out, i looked down and jumped, seeing the floor becoming closer and closer towards me. I could feel myself start to get smaller and smaller as the cat watched me with his piercing bright gray eyes .
The cat had started to disappear, until only the bright, Cheshire grin was all that was left.
"Follow the right path" was all i got back in answer before the cat became completely invisible, a ghostly chuckle echoing behind him.
I screamed loudly as i kept shrinking. Without looking i knew that i was becoming way smaller than i had been before.
Follow the right path, my child. Don't let her tricks reel you in! That familiar, but soothing, honey voice sounded in my head and it sounded worried.
We are all depending on you. Please Don't let us down!.
Please!...
A/N: 2. Hey guys!.
This is my first story so please go easy on me!
But i do welcome constructive criticism, it will help me make my writing better. So if you have any suggestions, I'm very happy for you to leave one in a review or a message, your choice!
I NEED A BETA!. Anybody interested? PM me please!
Lots of love.
Tre'sire. Xoxo
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