Alice and What Came After: A Thousand Shards of Glass
Disclaimer: Alice, the Hatter, and Wonderland are original creations of Lewis Carroll. Everyone/everything depicted from Wonderland is based on his works and Nick Willing's version of Alice for the SyFy channel. Various creatures and anomalies belong to ITV/Impossible pictures. Sarah and Connor Hatter are my original creations.
Summary: (Sequel to Between the Glass) Connor Hatter's gone his separate way from his older twin sister. He's moved around the world chasing after rips in time and prehistoric creatures. Then he meets the girl of his dreams and things go horribly wrong.
Prologue: Not-so Ordinary Day
It all started like any other ordinary weekday.
Connor Hatter woke up alone with his hair sticking out at odd angles. He stretched in the king-sized bed, his hands brushing against the cooling sheets. That wasn't too unusual. His live-in girlfriend went running most morning before he even opened his eyes.
He stumbled into the kitchen to put on the kettle. When he first met Elizabeth, she had turned her nose up in disgust at the mere idea of tea. After trying out a few special blends, she came around to his view on the wondrous drink. They shared a cup in the morning before heading off to work.
He yawned, settling down into a chair at the table.
Morning, brother dear… a voice said in his head.
Go away, Sarah…
Grumpy much? Did you just wake up?
It's only seven, you sadist.
Not here! That was oh… six hours ago.
He rolled his brown eyes. He loved his sister dearly, but she had a habit of picking the worst times for a conversation.
You're sick, he said.
Meh. Where's the girlfriend?
Running. Don't you have a boyfriend or fiancé to bug?
Oh, Chase is in a meeting. Some crisis or another.
The kettle whistled, jolting him out of his head. Later, gator…
Connor poured the hot water over his mug of tea and then hers. Both blends were specially made by his father, a long-time tea lover, who ran a popular tea shop in New York with his mother. His father would ship him a supply of tea every few weeks or he would just drop in using a network of portals. The Looking Glass network had been modified three years before by an alternate version of Connor.
He barely got two sips of his tea when the door to his flat broke down and cops entered, guns out and aimed at his head.
"Get down on the ground! Hands in the air!" one of them called.
"Oi! What's goin' on?" he demanded, his accent thick as he knelt down on the kitchen floor.
"Connor Hatter, you're under arrest for murder."
"What? Who?"
"The murder of Elizabeth West."
His heart dropped in his stomach. "What? That's—that's not possible!"
She'd just gone out for a run. She couldn't be dead.
Could she?
Author's Notes:
Uh oh, our little Connor's in hot water! Don't worry, first we're gonna backtrack and get caught up his life before we get into the murder mystery and his arrest. Thanks for reading and please review!