Disclaimer: I do not own Alice in Wonderland or the video game or play it
was inspired from.
This is kind of convoluted and is rated for the extreme violent measures Alice takes. Be kind, it's my first fic. All flames will be roasted by my own ;) (
I am not sadistic; this was inspired partly by a video game and a theatrical production of Alice. The order of the victims and some of the references are all based on the play and not the actual movie but since Alice is more associated with Disney I put it here. I also played with the age of Alice's sister and yes I gave her my name but it's not really my name. I know that might not make much sense now but the story has a strange twist to the end that involves my own characters. If you don't like the idea don't read it. Don't say I didn't warn 'ya! Happy reading.
Alice's Revenge
I. Alice Decides
They really do deserve it, she thought. After all, they did try to kill me. Alice smoothed her blue dress and pinafore as she sat up. The sun streamed down on her as she lay in the field. Her blonde hair glinted in the sun. Oh, at the end they all played lovey dovey and hugged me, said they would miss me. But it was all a sham. Who goes from wanting to chop your head off one minute and then loving you the next? No one but psychopaths pretending so that they could get you once your back was turned. Luckily she'd left before they'd had a chance. And of course they'd given her all that crap about how she couldn't come back but she figured it was a lie. Like all their other lies. They claimed they helped her to grow up, but that was a lie to. She was the same naive girl that she was when she came in after she left. Alice had done a lot of growing up this past year, none of it to do with Wonderland, but she supposed she could fool them enough to make them think she needed a second dose, that she was still a child. It was a year to the day. Her birthday again. She'd actually been planning this for quite some time. Even the Cheshire Cat (she couldn't believe she had used the stupid "Chessy" moniker) had been cruel and led her on. She had felt strange and unhappy all through the party she'd been so eager to return to. They'd ruined her birthday! At night she dreamed of the Queen of Hearts, shouting "OFF WITH HER HEAD!"
Finally Alice decided she needed closure. At first she though of therapy for her traumatizing experience, and even went so far as to talk to a psychiatrist once. He had seemed to believe her, but later she overheard him talking to her parents. He said that foolish flights of fancy were not his concern and they needed to stop wasting his time with childish fantasies. If Alice ever had any real problems they could contact him. Alice was infuriated but she couldn't do anything. He was, after all, an adult and most adults thought all young people made up anything that sound out of the ordinary.
She'd tried confiding in her best friend, Jane, one Saturday night. At first Jane had laughed, said it was a fantastic story and would Alice be submitting it to a magazine or contest? Alice remembered well the scene: sitting on her bed in her pretty pink and white bedroom, desperately trying to explain to Jane that her story was real and that she hadn't made it up for some idiotic contest in a magazine. Jane, her face slowly filling with incredulity as she realized that Alice wasn't kidding. When this finally and completely dawned on her Jane became nervous and said she had to get home her mother would be worried. "But you're spending the night, you don't have to go home!" Alice wailed with dismay. Jane struggled for an explanation "Well, you see, I have a lot to do that I forgot about so I guess I'll have to take a rain check." "You don't believe me!" Alice said, her voice a mixture of anger, hurt, and disappointment. "Why of course I do. You're my best friend why wouldn't I believe you?" Jane said in the exact tone of voice that makes you realize that the person didn't believe you in the slightest and thought you were stark raving mad. Alice threw herself face first onto the bed and started crying her eyes out while Jane made a quick exit. Alice tried to call her but Jane was sleeping or Jane was out, etc. That Monday, when she returned to school Jane had found a new best friend and none of her friends would talk to her. No one would sit with her and many people pointed and whispered.
Angry and hurt, Alice decided to get revenge on Wonderland. It was their fault! They'd ruined her life! To get revenge she figured the conditions would have to be the same as before. Therefore she had recanted her story. She'd cornered Jane and explained to her that she'd actually had wrote the story for a contest and as a joke and test of her acting skills decided to try and convince people it was true. Jane seemed skeptical but she accepted the story and soon life was almost back to normal. Except people still treated her like a dangerous lunatic if she even looked odd. Still, her friends accepted the invitation to her birthday party. The same ones as last year. Her parents thought it a strange request when she insisted on having the exact same type of cake and decorations, party games, times, etc. as the year before. Alice was tempted to say she wanted the exact same presents as well but her parents were worrying enough about her what with all her strange behavior this past year. Still, they decided to humor their daughter in the hopes that whatever phase she was in she would get out of it real fast. Now all was in place and it was almost time. It was 3:30. She needed to play a game of cards with her sister and then fall asleep. Maybe when she woke up she could find the rabbit hole that she'd been looking for since her last birthday. Alice frowned. Oddly enough she didn't remember her sister Rio at all, except for last year when they'd played cards out here in the field. It was almost like she didn't have a sister. It wasn't like Rio was all that older than her, she was in fact only 17 and Alice was turning 13 today. Yet she had no memories of Rio except of on her birthday. Maybe this Wonderland thing really was making her crazy. She shook her head and then stood up. Adjusting her headband and smoothing her skirt she then made sure her white tights had no grass stains. Everything must be perfect for her to be able to return. She was even going to use the same cards and play the same game. She gave herself and the place where she had staked out for cards one last once over. Then she raced off through the tall grass and wild flowers to see if her sister wanted to play a game of cards.
This is kind of convoluted and is rated for the extreme violent measures Alice takes. Be kind, it's my first fic. All flames will be roasted by my own ;) (
I am not sadistic; this was inspired partly by a video game and a theatrical production of Alice. The order of the victims and some of the references are all based on the play and not the actual movie but since Alice is more associated with Disney I put it here. I also played with the age of Alice's sister and yes I gave her my name but it's not really my name. I know that might not make much sense now but the story has a strange twist to the end that involves my own characters. If you don't like the idea don't read it. Don't say I didn't warn 'ya! Happy reading.
Alice's Revenge
I. Alice Decides
They really do deserve it, she thought. After all, they did try to kill me. Alice smoothed her blue dress and pinafore as she sat up. The sun streamed down on her as she lay in the field. Her blonde hair glinted in the sun. Oh, at the end they all played lovey dovey and hugged me, said they would miss me. But it was all a sham. Who goes from wanting to chop your head off one minute and then loving you the next? No one but psychopaths pretending so that they could get you once your back was turned. Luckily she'd left before they'd had a chance. And of course they'd given her all that crap about how she couldn't come back but she figured it was a lie. Like all their other lies. They claimed they helped her to grow up, but that was a lie to. She was the same naive girl that she was when she came in after she left. Alice had done a lot of growing up this past year, none of it to do with Wonderland, but she supposed she could fool them enough to make them think she needed a second dose, that she was still a child. It was a year to the day. Her birthday again. She'd actually been planning this for quite some time. Even the Cheshire Cat (she couldn't believe she had used the stupid "Chessy" moniker) had been cruel and led her on. She had felt strange and unhappy all through the party she'd been so eager to return to. They'd ruined her birthday! At night she dreamed of the Queen of Hearts, shouting "OFF WITH HER HEAD!"
Finally Alice decided she needed closure. At first she though of therapy for her traumatizing experience, and even went so far as to talk to a psychiatrist once. He had seemed to believe her, but later she overheard him talking to her parents. He said that foolish flights of fancy were not his concern and they needed to stop wasting his time with childish fantasies. If Alice ever had any real problems they could contact him. Alice was infuriated but she couldn't do anything. He was, after all, an adult and most adults thought all young people made up anything that sound out of the ordinary.
She'd tried confiding in her best friend, Jane, one Saturday night. At first Jane had laughed, said it was a fantastic story and would Alice be submitting it to a magazine or contest? Alice remembered well the scene: sitting on her bed in her pretty pink and white bedroom, desperately trying to explain to Jane that her story was real and that she hadn't made it up for some idiotic contest in a magazine. Jane, her face slowly filling with incredulity as she realized that Alice wasn't kidding. When this finally and completely dawned on her Jane became nervous and said she had to get home her mother would be worried. "But you're spending the night, you don't have to go home!" Alice wailed with dismay. Jane struggled for an explanation "Well, you see, I have a lot to do that I forgot about so I guess I'll have to take a rain check." "You don't believe me!" Alice said, her voice a mixture of anger, hurt, and disappointment. "Why of course I do. You're my best friend why wouldn't I believe you?" Jane said in the exact tone of voice that makes you realize that the person didn't believe you in the slightest and thought you were stark raving mad. Alice threw herself face first onto the bed and started crying her eyes out while Jane made a quick exit. Alice tried to call her but Jane was sleeping or Jane was out, etc. That Monday, when she returned to school Jane had found a new best friend and none of her friends would talk to her. No one would sit with her and many people pointed and whispered.
Angry and hurt, Alice decided to get revenge on Wonderland. It was their fault! They'd ruined her life! To get revenge she figured the conditions would have to be the same as before. Therefore she had recanted her story. She'd cornered Jane and explained to her that she'd actually had wrote the story for a contest and as a joke and test of her acting skills decided to try and convince people it was true. Jane seemed skeptical but she accepted the story and soon life was almost back to normal. Except people still treated her like a dangerous lunatic if she even looked odd. Still, her friends accepted the invitation to her birthday party. The same ones as last year. Her parents thought it a strange request when she insisted on having the exact same type of cake and decorations, party games, times, etc. as the year before. Alice was tempted to say she wanted the exact same presents as well but her parents were worrying enough about her what with all her strange behavior this past year. Still, they decided to humor their daughter in the hopes that whatever phase she was in she would get out of it real fast. Now all was in place and it was almost time. It was 3:30. She needed to play a game of cards with her sister and then fall asleep. Maybe when she woke up she could find the rabbit hole that she'd been looking for since her last birthday. Alice frowned. Oddly enough she didn't remember her sister Rio at all, except for last year when they'd played cards out here in the field. It was almost like she didn't have a sister. It wasn't like Rio was all that older than her, she was in fact only 17 and Alice was turning 13 today. Yet she had no memories of Rio except of on her birthday. Maybe this Wonderland thing really was making her crazy. She shook her head and then stood up. Adjusting her headband and smoothing her skirt she then made sure her white tights had no grass stains. Everything must be perfect for her to be able to return. She was even going to use the same cards and play the same game. She gave herself and the place where she had staked out for cards one last once over. Then she raced off through the tall grass and wild flowers to see if her sister wanted to play a game of cards.
