Chapter 2-
A simple game of go fish, Alice thought to herself. A simple game of go fish, that's all. No worries. No worries.
Right now the girl was sitting across a table from White. The two had already started the game, and Alice was loosing drastically. She thought if she picked a simple game she could win, of course, it was rare to win against White Joker.
Yet again, she lost a pair to the jester. Not just the jester, no, it would've been easier if it was just the jester, but the prison guard had to go ahead and help his counterpart. This was at no possible ways fair! Two on one, and the two practically counted as ten since they were so good!
Ten on one. Huh. I'm sure beat. Why did I even agree to this? Oh, yea, White had his whip out and Black had a cell open. The memories sent shivers down the brunette's spine.
Noticing this, White asked, "Cold?"
Alice glared at him.
"The b**** is just f****** upset 'cause she's loosing," Black snarled.
Now Alice glared at him, earning a glare back. As the two were having a silent go at each other White sighed. Untying the checkered cloth from his waist he walked over behind the girl. Gently, which surprised Alice even more than what he was doing, the ringmaster tied the cloth around her shoulders. "There," he mumbled, returning to his original seat.
Alice looked at him in wonder. "Why did you do that?" she asked, amazement evident in her voice.
White smiled, yet again a sinister one. "I can't have the star of my show catching a cold now can't I?"
With a pout the foreigner muttered, "You haven't won yet."
"Oh but I will. You see, not only do I already have more than half the pairs, but I also caught a look at your cards," White stated mater of factly.
The brunette looked down at her cards in horror.
"F****** b****! Can't even hid her cards!" Black laughed.
Now Alice was on the verge of tears. She threw down her cards and stormed away. "I quit!" she shouted, running off.
The Jokers looked at each other. "Well, we won," White sighed.
"We haven't f****** won unless the w**** is here!" Black disagreed.
"Then should we-"
"F*** yea!"
Alice collapsed on the ground of Joker Forest, the leaves beneath her crunching as she sat. Breathing heavily she looked up at the sky only to have the sun shine down in her eyes. "Ugh…" she groaned, squeezing her eyes shut tight and looking away.
Her hands were shaking and suddenly she found salt water pouring from her eyes. Sniffling she wiped the tears away. "I-I can't cry," Alice hiccupped. "I-I wont."
With that she fell asleep on the cold dirt floor of the forest.
A yawn escaped the foreigner's lips. Rubbing her eyes she sat up, only to be looking right into a pair of blood red eyes. "Boo," the owner of the eyes said.
"Ahhh!" Alice yelled, crawling backwards and hitting her head on a tree behind her. "Oww," she moaned, rubbing the sore spot.
"Haha! Alice is so funny!"
Alice looked up to see none other that the knight of hearts. "A-Ace! You scared me!" she chided him.
The smiling buffoon stood. That was when she saw what he was wearing. It was a working outfit, a black one that was similar to… no, that couldn't be. Why would Ace- but then again, why wouldn't he? Ace looked down at Alice and his smile widened impossibly wider. "Well, it looks like your scared even more now," he laughed.
The foreigner stood up quickly and started to back away from the man.
"What's wrong, Alice?" he asked innocently, like he truly didn't know. Then it dawned on him. Ace looked down to what he was wearing. It was a black prison guard suit. Now his grin turned evil as he approached the girl. "Looks like you catch on quick."
"Stay away from me Ace," Alice warned, looking around anxiously for something to hit him with.
"Aww, but that wouldn't be fun. I mean, the Jokers promised to let me in on the deal once in awhile." Now his pace quickened a little. "Wouldn't that be fun, Alice?"
Aha! Alice shouted in her mind. Instantly she bent down and picked up a long branch that had lost it's leaves. "Stay back," she warned, holding the branch in front of her like it was a sword.
Ace looked at the branch and burst out laughing. "Alice, that's a branch! Even if it was a sword do you think you'd stand against me, the knight of hearts?" he yelled between laughter.
All hope drained from her features as she dropped her feeble weapon.
"That's a good little foreigner," Ace mumbled as he pushed her against a tree truck.
"What will you do?" Alice asked, all life sounded like it was drained from her voice.
Again, that smile shone across his face. "Well, I could listen to your heart more often."
Alice shook her head. "I don't mean that. What will you do, better yet, what are you doing?"
Ace looked confused. "I'm taking you back to the Jokers."
"Why? What would even posses you to listen to them?"
"They're my boss," Ace told her.
Now Alice was the confused one. "What about Vivaldi?"
The knight lost all sense of humor. "She's not my boss. I hate my role. I'll do anything to be free. That's why I take clocks for Julius, and why I help the Jokers around the prison."
"So you've been doing this for a while?"
"Longer than you've ever been here. Now, let's get going." With that Ace hauled Alice over his shoulder and removed something from his belt. Alice caught a brief glance of it. The thing was a mask, almost identical to the one Black talked out of on White's belt. "I have her," he spoke into it.
"Good," White's voice sounded.
"About f****** time, b******!" Black's voice snarled.
Before her eyes, like a million times before, the forest faded into that of the prison.
Ok! Chapter 2, done! Yay! Thank you for the idea with Ace, horsewhisper3!
