Review please!

Disclaimer- I do not own Alice in Wonderland 2010…still.

Warning- Will eventually contain the following: lesbian themes, sexual content (maybe), intense language, malicious thoughts, and a smoking caterpillar. You, my friend, have just been warned.

This plot is moving very quickly for now- sorry :)

Go listen to the song When I'm Gone by 3 Doors Down. It is a great inspiration for this :)

PS- Alice isn't from Underland, so she doesn't capitalize those 'random' words…

"There's another world inside of me that you may never see; there're secrets in this life that I can't hide…"

In Underland…(Mirana)

As she paced around her room, she clutched her hands together over her stomach, keeping in her screams. She was trying to enjoy the privilege of walking, considering she hadn't been able to stand in days. She wanted to keep this going for as long as she could. It was boring lying in bed, whether it made her feel better or not. She was tired of being confined to her room- it was driving her mad. Well, madder than usual. Being bedridden reminded her of her mother being sick, who reminded her of her sister being so mean, which made her remember It.

Nobody knew what It was, but It was killing her- slowly. She had a pretty good Idea of what It was, but she refused to remember. No one had told her, but she knew it was true. She knew something was inside of her, destroying her from the inside out. She could feel the burning in her organs, the blood seeping out of her bloodstream. It scared her, in all honesty. It wasn't something she would wish upon her worst enemies; not that she had very many of them, only two. Still, she wouldn't have given the pain to Stayne or Iracebeth, no matter how often they had betrayed her.

Now, though, she tried to keep those Thoughts out of her mind. She knew full well that she only had a few more Minutes to herself. Upon request, she had been granted 30 minutes alone each day. She craved those 30 minutes; she was constantly supervised by not only Doctors, but Guards and just about every Lady-in-Waiting that existed. It stressed her so very much and she couldn't stand it! So as she savored the last few Seconds, she headed back to her bed. She wasn't supposed to be Up in the first place. Just as she pulled the covers over her now shaking frame, she heard the door click open. It was like clockwork- exactly 30 minutes past Brillig, she was no longer Alone. Everyday.

"Your Majesty," said one of the doctors, "we have some…news for you." She smiled sadly, already knowing what they were going to say. She saw her friends out in the hallway, certainly in tears. Suddenly, she was hit by a wave of Pain and Desire. Desire for blood. She squeezed her eyes closed and pushed her head against the pillow, clutching the sheets with a terrible Force. The images that invaded her head were too…terrifying. She clenched her teeth and tried to keep the tears from leaving her eyes.

"Miranaaaaa," said the sweet voice. It was so convincing… The worst part was that she knew who it was and it Scared her. How did that voice get there?

"You know you want to, so do it. Get up and strangle him for even talking to you. You're a Queen for heaven's sake. Tell him to shut the hell up! Kill him! Order his head off!"

"No," she muttered, confusing the Doctor standing before her.

"There- right over there. There's a glass vase over on the desk. Grab it, Mirana…smash it against his thick skull…dip your fingers in his blood and be happy, Mirana…You know you want it, love. Don't you?"

"No!" she near shrieked, trying to keep herself in the bed. Her stomach clenched as It tried to get her to move. She couldn't hear the Doctor yelling for the Guards to come restrain her. She couldn't hear her friends coming in, trying to get her to lie still. She couldn't hear them make the life changing mistake- they thought she was repeatedly screaming 'no' because the doctor had told her she was to Die.

None of them knew about her Secret.

She wasn't too sure she knew what it was all about either.

In Aboveland, a few days later…(Alice)

As she paced around her room, clasping her hands behind her back, she wondered if it was still there- it being the rabbit hole. She had done some thinking and, ever since she had gotten back from China, she was ready to go back to Wonderland. So she made a plan. She'd wait until it was late at night- when everyone would certainly be asleep- and she'd sneak over to the Ascot's garden to find the rabbit's hole. She soon found out, though, it was easier said than done- just like everything else in her life.

At around 2 or 3 in the morning, Alice had all her clothes packed up in the smallest bag she could find. She told herself to take only the necessary items, but realized it was harder than she though it'd be. She wanted to bring photographs of her family because- even in black in white- they were the only good memories she had of them. So, she packed one family portrait and then one of her father only. She smiled, seeing that she still had plenty of room left for food. When would she be guaranteed her next meal? Eat a mushroom or a piece of cake in Wonderland and you're suddenly ten feet tall!

So- with her suitcase full, her heart heavy, and a few notes left behind- she set out to find the Ascot's mansion and garden in the middle of the night. Which was much easier said than done. The Ascot's had a huge maze in the garden which, of course, led to the rabbit hole. It seemed as if the walls of the maze were forever changing, never the same. She could leave one area of the maze and she'd end up circling around the whole garden! But, one of those times, she actually saw that large, half cut down, hollow tree. She sighed in relief as she walked closer and kneeled in front of the gaping hole that she remembered as the "Rabbit's Hole."

This time, she was prepared for the trip down. She decided it would be better if she just stepped into the opening, instead of scaring herself by tripping or slipping. She covered her mouth with her free hand as she began falling down the seemingly endless, vertical tunnel. Once she gained control of herself, she let go of her mouth and began to actually enjoy the trip. She felt like she was flying! When she passed by that wretched bookshelf, she grabbed a book off the shelf and read the interesting title- Underland's Queens- Multiple Royal Biographies. She giggled and, considering the reason for her trip, she began to read about the White Queen, Mirana of Marmoreal- the woman that Alice had found so…curious and generally lovely.

Mirana- the White Queen of Marmoreal: 1776—

And that's about as far as Alice got in the book- firstly, because the Queen's age was quite amazing and, secondly, because she had landed on a huge mattress. She looked down and saw another mattress, thankfully, because she fell from the ceiling! She sat up and looked around, grabbing her suitcase off the floor. She walked over to the round table in the middle of the room and found an envelope addressed to her, of all people! She tore it open and began reading this. But, before she started, she was reminded of the book. She found it lying on that mattress and stuffed it into her suitcase. She layed back on the mattress and read the letter, shocked at its contents.

Dearest Alice,

Underland is in turmoil. Please, get to Marmoreal as soon as you can- it is a matter of life or death as of this very second. Be careful which door you take, as you could end up in the middle of the Red Desert or the Tulgey Wood- neither is especially safe for the time being, but then again, they have never been safe. So- you see that white door ahead of you? The one marked with an 'M'? - that should take you to Marmoreal.

Hurry, love, Time is running.

Chessur

Alice sighed and put the letter in one of the pockets on her dress. Would she need to slay yet another Jabberwock? She found it odd that she could think like that and not be fazed in the least. So she heaved herself up, absolutely exhausted, and walked toward the large, decorated, white door in front of her. It was beautiful yet disgusting, all at the same-

"How is that possible?" my daughter asked, interrupting.

"Listen, and you'll see, love…" And with that, I began again.

It was beautiful yet disgusting, all at the same time. It was beautiful because of the white-grey roses that framed the door and the pretty embellishment on the top- the 'M' that Chess had spoken of. It was disgusting because of the red specks covering the roses. It reminded Alice of the red Queen's palace, and she shivered, though she certainly wasn't cold. She reached forward and gripped the door knob, twisted it, and pulled open the door. She was shocked by the sight in front of her.

Sitting in the yellow, wilting grass was a little dormouse and a very nervous white rabbit. Alice smiled at them, quite oblivious to why they were there. She knelt down in front of them and tried to get a look at the dormouse, but she was making it difficult.

"M-Mallymkin, p-please, look at the girl! D-Do you want her t-to help or not? Sh-She's the only one who c-can, remember," stuttered McTwisp. Alice shot him a look of thankfulness as Mally looked at her.

"Where 'ave ye been?" asked the mouse.

"What on Earth do you mean? I've been in London, like I have all my life. Or most of it anyway. And what a rude greeting," she added in a mutter. She decided to be civil and greeted the mouse, "It's nice to see you Mallymkin. Now, why did Chessur want me here so quickly?" Alice fell back on her bottom as the tiny woman drew her pin sword.

"Chess? Why would Chess want ye here?" she screamed. Alice smirked, but in return, got a good poke in the ankle.

"Mall-y-um-kin!" shouted McTwisp, pronouncing each syllable. "Y-you know v-very well wh-why she's h-here!" Mally sighed and sheathed her sword, dropping her head.

"I'm sorry, Alice. It's just…wit' the Queen an' everythin'…we've all been on our toes." At the mentioning of the Queen, Alice felt her heart rate increase. Where was that lovely Queen of theirs? Of hers?

"Where is she anyways?" she asked, standing up. She began walking towards the large grey castle in front of her. Funny, she thought, I thought the castle was white, not grey…

"Alice, I think it best if we go see the Hatter first," said McTwisp. Alice nodded, but continued walking to the large building. She entered fairly easily, getting a salute or two from a few guards on her way in. Mally began to lead the way as they neared the Hatter's workshop. She was nervous about seeing the Hatter again, though she had no reason to be. He was so very kind. So, when Mally knocked on the door and the Hatter threw open the door, Alice was actually relieved to see his face.

"Alice! It's good to see you're back! So very good, delightful even! Lovely, wonderful, great, relieving, soothing, everything like that under the sun! We have much to discuss, so please, come in, and come in! You're late you know- naughty," he added in a whisper. He took her suitcase from her and stepped into the hall, grabbing her hand and leading her down the hallway.

They ended up in front of an empty guest's bedroom. The Hatter threw the bag onto the bed and pulled Alice out of that room. She couldn't help but think, I do believe I'm tired of being dragged around. But of course, she didn't say that out loud. Instead, she followed him to a secluded part of the castle. There were a few guards at the door, but they stepped out of the way when they saw the group of friends coming towards them. The Hatter nearly broke the door down in his rush, but then gently pushed Alice out of the room. He had a look of realization on his face as he pulled her into another room just next door.

"Aye fergot 'bout this, Ahlice. 'Er Majesty ain't exah-ctly in great health. Aye may as well tell ye now- Mirana…she's dyin' Ahlice," he whispered in his accent. Alice simply shook her head in disbelief. She could die now, not when Alice had just returned.

"That is preposterous." She shook her head in disgust at the madman. Who would lie about such a thing? She turned on her heel and walked back to Her Majesty's chambers, shoving open the doors and walking in before shutting and locking them behind her. She took a quick glance around the room and saw that no one was in there.

The room was large and white, as to be expected, but it looked oddly like the other guest rooms in the castle. It had had a large white bed, a vanity, a bathroom, a writing desk with a chair, a few lamps here and there, and a sitting area. But it lacked something…something that wasn't an actual thing. It seemed to lack energy and happiness. The room made Alice feel sad and alone. But she still couldn't get over the fact it looked like a guest's room!

Either the Queen was treating herself as a guest in her own home or she was treating the rest of us like loyalty! Alice thought as she continued looking around. Only on the third round did she notice someone was indeed there, lying on the bed. As she approached the thin figure, she realized it was a woman. But only when she was bending over the woman did she realize it was the White Queen herself. She looked…dead.

The only thing that hinted to Alice that she wasn't deceased was the labored breaths that slipped in and out of the pale lips. Her skin was so white; Alice could swear it was painted. Her lips were a pale blue, as if she was extremely cold. Her eyelids were dark black and her eyelashes limp. Her hair looked stringy and unkempt. In general, she looked like she was decomposing. As Alice reached forward to try and feel the Queen's pulse, the dark eyes snapped open.

"A-Alice?" she whimpered.

"Shhh," she shushed her. She looked so out of energy; so tired. "Your Majesty, are you alright?" Alice's breathing was ragged as she tried not to cry out at her friend's obviously declining health.

"Tell me, Alice- do I look alright to you?"

Mirana

"No, not really," whispered the blonde standing over her. Alice sat on the bed, making Mirana wince in pain. She squeezed her hands into fists under the covers as It began yelling at her again. But, when Alice took one of the fists in her pale hand, It stopped and Mirana felt safe. She involuntarily curled onto her side and wrapped herself around Alice, enjoying her temporary pain-free state. But as she realized how uncomfortable Alice must be with another woman hanging on her, she backed up and blushed.

"If you don't start giving into your own guilty pleasures, I'll have to either force you or, if you prefer, I'll kill you."

"Well that's cruel," she whispered back, grimacing as It rebelled.

"What's cruel?"

"Nothing, nothing at all," she said softly, feeling Its attempts at forcing her to move back to Alice.

"So, do mind explaining to me why you're like this?" she asked, gesturing to Mirana's body. Mirana could hear that the girl's voice was thick with unshed tears. As she got ready to explain with an explanation that even she didn't understand, It ripped through her whole body. She tensed up, shutting her eyes and ripped her hand from Alice's, digging her nails into the bed.

"I told you to give in, Mirana. Now you'll have to pay. I'll be nice and let you choose. Would you rather hurt Alice or die?"

"Kill me," she muttered through her clenched teeth. She could barely hear Alice saying 'What?' in the background as It spoke to her again.

"Say please, Mirana!"

She suddenly felt tempted to rip Alice's head off, so she complied.

"Kill me, now. Please!" she screamed, her arm moving in Alice's direction. She felt a wave of heat run through her, then a whole lot of cold.

And before she knew it, she was dead.