Maka feels herself floating..her arms are spread out, her legs pressed together as she floats in what seems to be nothingness. Her eyes are closed so she doesn't know where she is..she doesn't know how long she's been here but she never wants to leave this state. It's so peaceful. It's so..nice. Being here floating in whatever this is feels like floating in nice cool water..just letting the waves carry her where ever they want. There's no pain. There's no fear.

There's nothing here.

She feels things brush past her fingers..and her hair moves slowly as if she's really in water but she feels no wetness. She doesn't feel cold or warm.

Maka feels nothing.

She would have stayed like this forever..just floating in this nothingness, enjoying the quiet and solitude..but Maka begins to notice something..

Maka is floating..but she's float slowly downward. She doesn't know why..but this alarms her. It causes her to tense and her eyes to shoot open, ruining the relaxed state she was in.

..What the hell?

Maka looks around with her eyes wide..she watches as old looking clocks float past her, still ticking, with nothing holding them up like nothing is holding her up. A tea pot brushes her hand and she recoils it back, looking at all the cups and pans and such that are floating around her..just floating like they have no purpose. Just like her. Maka can't stop staring at all these things floating by her..she sees a mask with two faces, one side is smiling, the other frowning. She doesn't like it so she looks else where. There's pantings of landscape and a piano that's-

Her eyes get wider at looking at this grand piano..just floating..there must be no gravity here..she must be having some odd dream. Why the hell is all this shit all floating around? Why is she floating around with them? How did she get her? Maka looks down.

It's a straight path down, with things floating every where below her. It's too dark for her to see the ground..and that worries her. How deep is this thing? Maka takes a deep breath and looks back up, calming herself down.

This is just a dream. Just a weird dream with clocks and tea cups..no biggy. Her mind is broken so..having a dream about a broken space in time..a forgotten place from the world fits her huh? Maka just has to wait to wake up..everything is going to be fine..she's going to-

Maka hears a crackle above her..and the smell of smoke fills her lungs causing her to look up. Her chest tightens at seeing what looks to be a fire ball coming down from this hole she's in. It's consuming all that's in it's way, setting the clocks and tea cups on fire. Maka struggles with what ever she's floating in, wanting to fall faster, wanting to get away from the flames. She doesn't want to be taken..she doesn't want to be taken like her family by the flames-

She lets out a cry of pain at how her mind cracks..

Then all of sudden Maka isn't floating anymore. She's falling. Fast.

Maka screams as she drops down this hole, the tea pots and clocks falling with her like someone just turned on the gravity. It's scary. Everything is falling and Maka has a deep fear something is going to crush her, something is going to hit her or anything else..but that's the least of her worries. She's falling at a deadly speed, her hair whipping around from the wind, everything is a blurr around her..but still she feels the heat of the fire on the back of her neck.

This is just a dream..just a dream..

Maka keeps screaming though, her body twisting and doing flips so she sees the fire, the piano, then the bottomless pit she's falling into..soon her body stops spinning so she has to stare at the fire that's getting closer to her. A panic rises in her, her stomach lifting up just to drop to her feet. She feels like puking..Maka gags but nothing comes out. She's going to die..die in this place she doesn't know.. die in this place with the broken tea cups..and clocks..broken like her.

Suddenly the fire stops..it burns out like it never was there.

She doesn't have time to celebrate as her body is turned back around...she screams when she sees the black and white checkered flooring at the end of this hole..at this speed she's going to be splattered. No way she can land this and be ok. Maka puts her hands in front of her face protectively, wanting to close her eyes but she just can't. She's going to have to watch her death, watch as she's crushed and-

Maka jerks to a stop right when her feet are about to touch the floor, it's a violent stop and her stomach gives another painful jump but she doesn't puke. She doesn't have anything to puke. Maka's scream slowly dies as it hits her..she's not going to die..she's going to be ok..What ever is holding her up slowly lowers her to the ground..her feet touch the ground and this force lets her go. Even with being treated with so much care her legs buckle and she falls to her knees, her dress framing out from..

Wait what?

Maka looks down..taking in this light blue dress she's wearing..she touches the ends of it that are on the floor now, feeling just how silky it is..the dress is low cut, showing off her non existent boobs. She notices there's a clock imprinted on the front of her chest..Maka doesn't wear dresses but this one is alright..She looks down at her feet and sees the black flats she has on..

This is such an odd dream..but just go with it Maka.

Maka lets her heart beat slow down before she looks around this place.

She's in a room..a room filled with with broken things. There's some tea cups but they're all shattered and the clocks are smashed. The paintings are torn, and there's rubble every where. A room full of broken things. Forgotten things. Things that use to belong to someone..that use to have a purpose but not anymore. Maka fits right in.

Her eyes fall on a small box by her feet that she didn't notice before..it wasn't there a second ago..but oh well. Nothing makes sense here. Maka picks it up, holding it carefully as she examines the wooden box..it's small..it looks like it would hold jewelry or something of the such. Maka opens it, her curiosity getting the best of her. There's a piece of folded paper inside. She raises an eye brow as she takes it out the box and opens it up, reading it.

" You better move, or the piano will be paying a tune out of you."

Maka frowns..what the hell is this?..a piano playing a.. she hears a crack above her and see looks up..to see the piano from before falling straight down toward her. Maka screams as she jumps out of the way just at the last second, she trips over her dress and ends up rolling not so gracefully into a pile of ripped up books. The piano hits the ground hard, pieces of wood flying everywhere, all the keys making a hideous melody as the piano, a long with everything else in here, breaks. Maka covers her face with her hands, shielding herself from any stay pieces of wood..a dusk covers the small room causing her to cough..

That's when she hears the laughter.

It's dark..and it sends shivers down her spine but when she waves the dust away and looks around..there's no one but herself in this room. She must be going crazy..but that doesn't make sense because this is all a dream right? This is-

"My, my. That was a close one my dear." A voice coos, causing goose bumps to take over her arms as she looks around for the owner of this voice..but no one is in here with her. She's alone. " You would have been completely crushed and been made a part of this room. Where everyone would forget you, and leave you to be broken."

"..I'm already broken." Maka forces herself up, brushing the dust from her blue dress as she keeps a watchful eye out for this person. " The piano would have just broke my body, it can't break my mind anymore then it already is."

"Ah, that's where your wrong! Take this broken tea cup for example.." Suddenly a tea cup floats in front of her face..it's pieces are separated and she takes a cautionary step back from it. "It's broken but it always can be broken down more..." The pieces bang against the floor, shattering into smaller pieces. "As long as there is something ..it can always become more broken. The same goes with your mind. You think your broken now but it's going to get so much worse."

"Alright who the hell are you?" Maka snaps as she watches the remainder of the tea cup drop, being let go by whatever was holding it.

She hears him chuckle darkly.

"That's a good question. Who am I? I'm a lot of things but let me ask you a even better question. Who are you?" His voice is slow, Maka making sure she hears every word he speaks..every thing he says sounds like a riddle.

"If I tell you who I am will you tell me who you are?" Maka looks around the room.

"That depends.." He purrs..wait purrs?

"Alright just.." Maka groans..really what choice does she have? She doesn't know where she is, or how to get out. This is the only person she knows that's here right now. "..I'm Maka Albarn. Now tell me who you are?"

"There's not much in a name.." She feels something brush past her..she turns around but nothing's there. " But if your really Maka then you already know who I am."

"No I don't. Look just tell me your name or something..or better yet show yourself!" Maka glares into this empty room.

"Fine I'll give you a hint..I won't tell you my name but I'll tell you what I am. I'm the Cheshire cat.." She hears him laugh madly at that.

"I don't know what the fuck that is but your no cat. Cats don't talk." Maka starts to walk around slowly, still trying to find him.

"How rude! I'm talking right now aren't I? I've talked to you many times before..don't you know my name?"

"No I don't know your name. I've never talked to you before in my life! This is all just some crazy stupid dream and I want out of it!" Maka kicks a broken clock, her rage gtting the best of her. She hates feeling weak..feeling helpless.

"..You don't remember my name?" His voice sounds like..it lost it's darkness..giving way to something else.

"I didn't forget it. I never knew it." She spats.

He's silent a moment..and Maka feels panic tighten her chest..what if he just left? What if she pissed him off enough that he-

"Well didn't you just put me in the dog house!" The room is filled with high pitch laughter and Maka has to cover her ears. "No wonder why I was drawn here! Because you have forgotten me! Forgotten me like all these useless cups and clocks!" His voice is rising..he's still laughing but to Maka it sounds like rage.

"Look, I don't know what your problem is. Maybe you have the wrong girl-"

"Did you not say your name was Maka?" His laughter stops causing her to tense.

"..I am Maka I just-"

"You are very messed up my dear.." His voice purrs again..he sounds closer. "Your mind is unsteady, and your heart is untrue..my, my how it will be the end of you."

"Fuck off, I don't need you telling me about myself. You don't know anything about me!" She spats at thin air.." Fucking show yourself!"

"Nah, seeing you get all flustered is a lot more fun..I've been bored lately, there's nothing to do but watch the red queen kill people..and even that gets tiresome after awhile." Maka can tell that this person is smirking. "I forgot how fun it was to play with you..my little cat toy."

"I'm not a fucking toy and this isn't a game! I'm not here for your entertainment! Tell me where the hell we are and how do I get out of here?" Maka marches around, her rage growing by the minute.

"But you know where you are and you know the way out.." He coos.

"No I don't! If I did I would have left a long time ago, I wouldn't be sitting her talking to some ass hole like I am right now if I knew the way out of here."

"Is that anyway to treat someone who has just saved your life?" She feels something brush her hand..something fuzzy but when she looks down nothing's there. "I could have just let that piano squished you like a pancake but I didn't. You should be grateful to me, my toy." He purrs that last part.

"I'm not your fucking toy!" Maka's eye is twitching, her face getting hot..she hears him laugh and he's laughing at her. She's getting so pissed off but then what he says hits her..and her expression falls. "..That note was from you?"

"Indeed it was." He seems pleased with this. " See? I'm not such a bad guy after all."

"..Why the hell did you give me a note when obviously you can talk, I mean I was a second from dying!" Maka's anger comes back as she glares at nothing.

"I thought a note would be classier." She can hear his smirk again. "It added a touch of spice don't you think?"

Maka flips off the thin air, not able to help it. This guy, whoever the hell he is, is playing with her. He decided to send her a note instead of warning her vocally..Maka was very close to being crushed and if she didn't act a moment sooner she would be dead right now. And this ass hole is talking about 'class'. He's fucking insane.

"Seriously just tell me how to get out of this place." Maka grips her fist, as she continues to look around this broken room full of broken things.

"Fine, I'll help you my dear..but I want something from you in return." He chuckles darkly at this.

"..What the hell do you want?" Maka has a bad feeling about this. "I'm not doing any 'sell your soul to me' type things."

"Oh I don't want your soul..no, my dear I want your kiss."

Maka blinks at that.

"What?"

"I'll help you out of this place if you promise you'll kiss me." He coos.

"..But you said your a cat.." Maka's eyes narrow suspiciously. " And I don't know anything about you. You could have some disease for all I know."

"I am a cat but why can't you kiss me? I don't have any disease either..well not any one that you could catch.." He laughs madly. "Because you already have it!"

"What the hell are you talking about? I don't have a disease." Maka hates the goose bumps she's getting from his laughter.

"Madness is it's own kind of disease.." His voice is knowing..it's smirking. "It's a disease of the mind."

"I'm not mad..My mind is just broken it doesn't mean i'm mad!" Maka snaps defensively. She hates that. When people say she's 'mad' or 'crazy'. Maka's not crazy..her mind is messed up but she's not crazy. well maybe she is but she doesn't like someone calling her it. She's the only one that can say she's crazy.

"My dear, the fact that you are here proves you are mad." He sneers.

"I-"

"But lets not fight about who's mad and who's not because we're all mad here." He coos. "Now..about that kiss."

"I'm not kissing you." Maka crosses her arms, and glares hoping this person knows she's glaring at him. "You can go to hell."

"I've been there and back angel."

"Don't call me angel!" She feels her face get hot, something about that pissing her off more then being called a toy.

"It seems you don't like this name the most so it stays." He sneers. " Last chance angel. Agree to kiss me and I'll take you out of this place. Refuse and suffer the consequences."

"Here's your answer." Maka gives her middle finger.

"Oh my. That's a bit more then I asked for but i'll take it." He purrs, his voice dropping to a seductive tone.

"What? N-No!" Maka curses under her breath at how her face got hot from her mistake. "I meant fuck you, it's not happening."

"What a pity." He sounds like he's frowning. "Well..it seems you have company angel. Have fun."

"What are you-" Maka takes a step forward, ready to ask him what he's talking about..

Just then the wall farest from her explodes, blocks of brick flying through the air, one barely missing Maka's head as she ducks and takes steps back.

"We found her!" A voice growls through the dust that has formed a cloud, blocking her vision of what the hell did that. Maka takes steps back..her stomach tightening in fear as her back hits the opposite wall..there's no where to go. She's trapped.

The dust blows away, finally letting her see what is before her. Maka's expression falls in bewilderment. A group of..red soldiers? Are standing before her, each holding a weapon like an ax or a lance. They have armor covering their faces, and it seems each soldier has a different get up..but they're all red and their armor represents a playing card. Some having diamonds on their armor, some having hearts. It's like looking at a real live deck of cards..a real deck of cards with weapons and frowns on their lips, the only thing she can see of their face. The rest is covered by a heart mask.

"Grab her!" A soldier barks out, snapping Maka out of her state.

Oh shit.

She looks desperately for a way to get out of this..but this is a small room..and the only way out is from where this group of soldiers came from..and they're all still standing in front of it, guarding it from her.

There is no escape.

Maka puts up her hands in defeat, hoping they won't hurt her if she just gives in to them. The soldiers pile in and soon enough Maka is grabbed and shoved against the wall, her hands being cuffed in front of her, as all the soldiers yell at her.

"If you try to run we're chopping off your feet." A soldier growls in her ear.

Maka nods quickly. She's not running and taking that risk. She likes her feet a lot.

"Why are you doing this?" Maka gets shoved, telling her to walk..she feels something pointy sticking into her back so she starts to walk quickly towards the hole in the wall. "Why am I being arrested? What did I-"

"Shut up!" Maka gets a smack to the face, it stings but she continues to walk because she feels that sharp object still right on her back. " A criminal like you doesn't deserve to speak! Next time you talk I'm cutting off your tongue."

Okay...

Maka isn't going to speak. Her lips are sealed. She likes her tongue too, a lot actually.

She keeps up with the soldiers, well aware of that thing on her back as they push her out of the hole in the wall. The sun is bright and it blinds her a moment as she blinks trying ot get use to it. When her eyes are adjusted she looks around..Maka's in what looks to a clearing..the grass is short and nicely kept, there's trees surrounding them..and it looks like this place must be in the middle of a forest. Her eyes go to the front of this clearing..and she can't help but to raise an eye brow.

A woman sits on a gold throne, her piercing yellow eyes looking boredly at her nails as the soldiers by her side tremble in fear. This woman is wearing a big, blood red dress..a beautiful crown placed on her head, it's gold matching her blonde hair.

A red flag is sent up from seeing this woman.

The soldiers continue to push her..her body starting to tremble in a fear she doesn't under stand. There's a group of red soldiers by the queen..they sit in stands..all looking at her with those heart masks..If Maka didn't know any better..she would say that these soldiers..look like they belong to a jury. Maka's eyes fall on what the soldiers seem to be pushing her to..

A platform with a couple of steps that leads to her own stand before the queen..

Maka knows what this is..

It's an outside court house. She's being put on trial..For what she doesn't know. She just got in this crazy place.

"Get up there and remember what I told you about running." That solider growls into her ear before he shoves her up on the first step. Maka wouldn't dare think about running..there's no possible way she could make it out of this. She walks all the way up the stand..her eyes glued to the queen that still hasn't even looked her way. Her nails are more interesting to her then what's going on here.

"Read the guilty's charges." The queen orders a solider next to her throne bordedly.

"O-Of course queen Medusa." The red solider of spades does a quick bow before he pulls out what looks to be a scroll and opens it, the end falling and hitting the ground. "The guilty that stands before us today has killed innocent people by her own hands, taking away the joy the queen has of doing it herself. This hideous act will be dealt with by the decapitation of the guilty's head."

"Whoa, whoa." Maka can't stop herself and she puts her hands up defensively, looking at this guy with the scroll before looking at the queen. "What are you talking about? I've never killed anyone!"

"If you didn't kill anyone then why does the scroll say you did?" Queen Medusa picks under her nail, still not looking at her with those piercing eyes.

"I don't know why but it's wrong! I didn't kill anyone!-"

"Silence!" A solider growls, holding up his ax like a threat. "How dare you speak to the queen in such a way! To say the scroll is wrong is to say the queen is wrong! Do you dare say that she's wrong?"

"..Well she is wrong. I didn't kill anyone." All the soldiers gasp at her words, they all stare at her like she's some odd new bug that they just found out about..Then they look over at the queen.

Medusa looks up from her nails and finally looks at her, those piercing yellow eyes sending shivers down her spine. Maka feels sweat starting to form on her brow as this woman takes her in..her expression is blank but that makes it all the more worst. Maka can't tell what this woman is thinking. Maybe she shouldn't have said she was wrong but..damn it, she doesn't want to die! And if she can prove her innocence..maybe they will let her go.

"What did you say?" Her voice is dark.

"..U-Um..I said I didn't kill anyone."

"So your saying I'm wrong?"

"..Yeah."

"You dirty whore!" A solider cries out, gripping his lance out of furry as he takes a step forward. "I'm going to kill you right here and now for-"

"Stop." Medusa puts a hand up to him and he tenses, his words dying on his lips. The queen gives Maka a long look..before she smirks. "I find it interesting you actually have the guts to say that I am wrong. So I'll humor you. Tell me... how am I wrong?"

"I didn't kill anyone." Is all Maka can say.

"Is that all you got?"

"..I don't even know who died-"

"Yes you do." Medusa looks over to a solider. "Bring the bodies out."

The red solider bows before he scurries off. They wait a moment in silence before two tables are rolled out in front of her..

Maka's heart sinks as she takes in the two bodies on the table..takes in Sid's dull eyes, and that deep cut in his neck..takes in her 'mothers' back wounds..

"You do know them." Medusa watches as Maka trembles, looking at the lifeless hunks of flesh on these tables. " These are your parents are they not?"

"Yes but..I didn't kill them." Maka can't take her eyes off the bodies..something struggling inside her brain.

"Then who did?" Medusa cocks an eye brow.

"It was.." Maka trails off, trying to think back to that horrible scene..but it hurts. Wasn't someone there with a knife? Or was it just her?..No..no there was someone there..Maka remembers pink hair..but that's it. Shit, this is not the time for her mind to break! She needs this memory! "..It just wasn't me." She finshes lamely.

"Your going to need a better case then that. You have 5 mintues to give me a reason to listen to you or it's off with your head." Medusa's lips curl up into a sick smile.

Maka feels the panic settle in. She can't remember who the fuck she saw in that house! She knew the person didn't she? Fuck not now!..Think of something else! A distraction!

"..Where's your poof?" Maka blurts out causing all the soldiers to look at her.

"Proof?" Medusa says the word weird like she's trying it out for the first time.

"Yeah proof." Maka feels something like hope in her chest. "What makes you so sure that I'm the one that killed them? Where's your evidence that I did this? Do you have any kind of proof?"

"Of course I do." Medusa points to the scroll that solider is holding. "That's all the proof I need."

"What? But how did you even get that scroll? What made someone write it down that it was me?" Maka's getting desperate.

"One of my loyal subjects convicted you. He's not here to testify against you but this scroll is all I need."

"Your just going to believe what one guy says? He could be lying!"

"And so could you. "Medusa counters and Maka flinches. "I trust a loyal servant of mine much more then I do you."

"This isn't fair!" Maka wines out in defeat. She has no proof of her innocence. She's going to die.

"I know." Medusa's smirk grows as she looks over at a solider that's holding a clock. "3 more mintues.."

Maka's brain is about to shut down..What the hell can she say or do to convince this lady that's she's innocent? Maka tries to think back to that incident when she saw her parents dead on the floor..she knows someone else was there..so why can't she remember who it was? Ok, he had pink hair..he! So he was a boy ok..that's a good start now to-

"Two more mintue"

Shit!

Maka tugs at her hair,feeling the panic in her chest, her eyes shaking.

She's going to die.

"Looks like your in a pickle here angel." A voice coos in her head and she tenses..it's him again, the same voice from in that room.

Maka doesn't respond to him..she's panicking too much.

"..My offer still stands. If you promise to kiss me I will save you from this fate. Just say it..tell me you'll kiss me."

Maka thinks about it..there's no way she can get herself out of this..and really what does she got to lose? It's just a kiss right?

Maka frowns, her pride setting in.

"I'm not fucking-"

"One more mintue."

"..Fine!" She speaks in her head. "..I'll kiss you just help me out..I don't want to die."

"Excellent choice." He purrs. "Now just open your mouth and I'll do the rest."

Maka nods and locks eyes with the queen, opening her mouth, wondering what's going to happen.

"Oh my lovely red Queen. Your surely mistaken about this terrible crime I'm being convicted for. I've never killed anything in my life and I wouldn't even dream about it! Not when I know how much you love to kill things..Why would I take that away from my adored queen? Why would I even dare kill something knowing the price is my own head?." Maka's lips move with out her telling them to. The voice is her's but the words aren't. Somehow this person..is talking through her. Maka keeps eye contact with Medusa, making sure it sounds convincing. This has to work.

"Hmm.." Medusa puts a hand to her chin as if she's thinking about it. " You have a point there. No one in their right mind would take away from me like this conviction says you have."

"Yes, everyone loves you and so do I. I'm completely, and utterly sane. I would not dare kill what is rightfully yours." Maka lips keep speaking the Cheshire cat's words, a hope building up at the thoughtful expression Medusa has on her face now.

"If your words are true, repeat the words of your loyalty to me." Medusa leans back in her throne.

"My lovely queen, You are ruler of all, you own all. I am nothing but a puppet at your disposal. I'm nothing but a card for you to play. You are lovely. The greatest of all!" Make does a bow to add effect to this, trying to look as genuine as she can with the cat's words coming out of her mouth.

Medusa gives her a long look..panic starting to settle back in her chest but then the queen smiles.

"I believe your words my dear but I also believe my loyal servant. You will be held in my dungeon till we can find my loyal servant and ask him of his proof." Medusa stands up and flips her hair. "I am lovely aren't I?"

"Hehe..stupid bitch fell for it." Maka lips speak the Cheshire cat's words, not able to help it..it's like he has a control over her. All the soldiers are looking at her with their mouths wide open..Maka's right there with them. She is fucked.

"What did you just say?" Medusa turns those cold eyes on her, her face getting hot from anger.

"Opps did I say that out loud?" He sighs. "I forgot I'm telling you this through my mind..and I couldn't help but to voice my opinion. She's a bitch, a snake, someone needs to cut her fucking head off. I mean really and what's with that dress? It's so tacky with her yellow eyes I mean plese honey-"

Maka's eyes are wide in fear..

The Cheshire cat's words are still coming from her mouth and Medusa is glaring at her.. Her face is hot with anger and all Maka can think of is she's doomed. She's fucking dead.

"Shall I cut this bitch's head off my queen?!" A solider roars but Medusa just puts her hand up.

"No..Cutting her head off is to good for this one.." Medusa smirks evilly as she claps her hands together. "Come out my pet."

Maka frowns...pet?

All the soldiers start to scream like girls and run away...leaving just her and Medusa staring at each other.

"Have fun." Medusa smirks before she disappears into thin air.

Have fun with what-

That's when Maka hears the loud hissing sound...She looks over to see the trees of the forest being knocked down..making way for something that's coming towards her.. Maka is frozen to the spot as this thing makes it out of the forest..It's a snake..well a fucking big ass snake. It's yellow eyes shine with dark glee as it takes in her..takes in it's prey. It's mouth opens and it hisses at her, baring those fangs that are as big as Maka.

"Run!" His voice commands.

And hell he doesn't have to tell her twice.

Maka screams as she turns around and runs, her hair and dress whipping behind her as she hears the wooden stand she was on get crushed by the snake as it slivers over it. Maka's cuffed hands are held out in front of her as she runs into this dark forest..hoping the trees will at least slow it down..maybe even stop it..

But she hears it's hiss right behind her..and hears the trees falling, giving way to this massive thing.

Maka's never had a problem with snakes..honesty she's always thought they were awesome, bad ass even. They can fucking swallow anything! Once Maka went to the zoo..and she got to see a python eat an ostrich's egg..it was so fascinating to see how the snake's jaw unhooked, making it so huge so it could take in the large egg slowly. Maka had cheered it on..watching as it swallowed the hole thing and laughed a little at how ridiculous it looked with that lump in it's throat. It didn't hit Maka then as it is now..because now she's that egg..and she's going to be stuck in a fucking snakes throat.

She righty fucking hates snakes now.

They're evil creatures.

Maka tries to kill her screams as she runs deeper, thinking maybe they might be exciting the snake or even leading it to her..but do snakes even have ears? Can they even hear? Do snakes have night vision? Because it's pretty fucking dark in this forest..see can't see where she's going..she's just running, barely bumping into the many trees that are in her way. The cuffs are cutting into her wrists and it hurts but she never slows down.

If she slows down she's going to die.

Her mind is cranking..and she knows it's close to breaking..at this point she doesn't know if that would be a good thing or not. She is never aware of what she does when her brain breaks..What if she just stops running? Or worse, what if she runs backwards?

Maka can't afford her mind breaking right now.

How the hell did it get this bad?! What is this place? Why did the queen think she killed her adopted parents?...Who is the person that convicted her? How do they even know about her adopted parents? Why can't see remember who killed them-

She's suddenly jerked to a stop, someone grabbing the end of her dress. Maka screams as she struggles with them..she hears a rip and she falls down on the forest floor. Maka looks behind her, ready to fight this attacker..only to see a large branch staring back at her..a piece of her dress still stuck on it.

Oh..it wasn't a person..just a branch..that's-

Maka hears that low hiss..and she sees the trees in front of her move.

Shit, it's close..and it's fucking coming.

Maka forces herself up and is about to run deeper into the forest-

"Over..here." That voice speaks into her head.

Maka's eyes automatically look over to her left..the moon's light shining right on this spot so she can see the rock wall..and more importantly the crack in it.

A crack big enough for her to fit through.

Her chest raises in hope just as the trees finally give way to the snake..it's yellow eyes locking onto her, it lets out a long hiss, it's fangs being bared again. Maka wastes no time. She pumps her legs and runs as fast as she can over to this wall..The snake is right on her tail..it's going to be close..

Keep running..don't look back..keep running..

She feels it's breath on the back of her neck..but she keeps running, her eyes on the hole in the wall..her survival..her life..Maka leaps for it..just as the snake pulls back to bite her..to eat her.

Maka makes it into the hole just as the snake bites down, instead of getting her, it gets a mouth full of rocks. Maka falls down , scrapping her knees and stomach against this narrow passage way she fell in, two stone walls pressed close to herself. Maka feels this place shake as the snake rams it causing her to cry out in fear..What if this doesn't hold?..What if this fucking caves in on her? Maka's heart is beating too fast for her to do anything..so she just crouches down in this narrow spacing, bring her knees to her chest, the stone wall against her back and against the front of her knees. She puts her hands over her ears trying to get the sound of her heart beat out of them..because it's beating too fast and it hurts.

The snake rams this wall over..and over again..pieces of rock from the tops of this place fall down, there no bigger then small pebbles but still. It's enough to make Maka's fears about this place caving in so much worse. She's so glad she isn't claustrophobic..because she would really be fucked right now. Please just go away..please.. the snake pulls back from the wall..Maka bracing herself for another ram..

But it never comes.

Maka waits..and waits..but nothing happens. She peeks up from her knees to look out the crack she came from..seeing the snake's large tail disappear as it goes back into the forest. Only when she sees this does she let out a large sigh of relief..she made it..she's alive..fuck that was close. Maka puts her head in her knees, saying silent prayers to herself in thanks to god..she's never been one to pray but..hell, she just got out of getting fucking eaten by giant ass snake..and Justin's contant lectures on thanking god must be getting to her.

But she doesn't mind..it actually calms her down..her heart tuning down so she doesn't hear it in her ears anymore. Maka takes a couple more breaths before she looks up from her knees..regaining herself. So..what now? Maka looks around at this narrow space she's in..her noticing that this path continues to go on to her left..She really just wants to stay here and never get back up..but then she would never get anywhere..and that snake might come back..

Maka gets up, hissing a little at how her scraped knees sting but she deals with it. She just wants to get the fuck out of this crazy place. Maka walks slowly down this narrow path, one of her elbows resting on each wall beside her to steady herself and it makes her feel like somehow she's holding the walls away from herself..that's she's keeping them from crushing her.

But she knows she's just playing a mind game with herself to keep her calm..and that's ok. Sometimes it's better to lie to yourself..You ever wonder how the worse people in the world live so long? It's because they all sit on a throne of lies..and those lies protect both their body and mind.

Lying is key to survival.

So Maka lies to herself..telling herself that the walls aren't getting closer..that the air isn't getting thinner..that it's not getting darker..but it is. It's getting hard for her to breathe..and the walls are slowly getting narrower..her lies can only do so much before her panic sinks in, getting rid of the security of the lies...

She walks a couple more steps..before she bumps into something. Maka feels around frantically..feeling the cool stone. It's a dead end.

Maka's dead with it. She's going to suffocate.

Her chest tightens up in her panic..and she bites her lip to stop herself from screaming..if she screams then she'll lose air..also she might get that snake to come back..What the fuck is she-

"Turn left." She hears that voice again in her head..

"What the fuck you mean turn left?!" Maka looks over to her left..seeing the wall that's staring back at her. A rage is making her face hot and it's so hard to breathe.

"Yes left, having trouble telling which way that is angel?" He sneers.

"No the path is fucking blocked! I can't go left!" She yells only to cough, she's running out of air.

"Things aren't always as they seem." He coos.

Something snaps in Maka and she charges for the wall in front of her, her eyes on fire.

"Fine, I'll fucking show you that I can't-"

Maka goes right through the wall..her letting out a scream as fresh air hits her lungs almost making her whimper as she falls on her face, into soft, lush grass. Maka stays like this a moment..her face in the dirt, her butt in the air as she tries to process what the fuck happened..There was a wall..but then there wasn't..now she's out..and by the sound of a owl hooing and the feel of the grass..it feels like she's back in the forest..but only one way to find out.

She lifts her head up slowly from the dirt..it's too dark to see much but she sees the large trunks of the trees by her..Yup, she's definably back in the forest..A part of her is relieved but another part of her is scared shitless..What if that snake comes back? What would she do then?

Maka forces herself up, only one thing on her mind and that's getting the fuck out of here. She walks slowly down this path of dark trees, very aware of the stinging of her knees from her scrapes and the cutting in of the cuffs on her wrists. Her hair is in her face so she blows it out of the way, not able to touch it because her hands are cuffed at the moment..

She doesn't get far before she hears his laughter..and it's a lot closer..a lot realer..

Maka stops dead in her tracks as she feels someone suddenly behind her..a body being pressed against her own, breathing in her ear.

"That was a close one huh angel?" He coos, his breath ticking her ear.

Maka ignores the way her hairs on her arms stick up and she whips around, her eyes wide being alert..She's expecting to finally see this guy, only to see pink smoke float around behind her. ...What? but someone was-

"I'm over here." He sneers in her ear again and she whips around, only to see that pink smoke.

Maka's starting to get pissed.

"Stop playing fucking games with me!" She roars at nothing. " I almost got eaten by a fucking giant ass snake I'm not in the mood to be played with! Just show yourself!"

"I wouldn't be me if I didn't play games.." She hears the smirk in his voice..and his words seem to be coming from all around her so she can't pin point where he is. "And it looked like you were having a lot of fun with that snake-"

"Fuck you!" Maka breaths heavily as she starts to march down this path again, her face red from her rage. " I'm not going to stand here and get played with..I'm going home!"

"But where is home?" She feels something fuzzy brush against her shoulder, she tenses and looks to her left..but again nothing is there but that pink smoke. "Are you sure your not already at it?" His voice is in her right ear, causing her to whip her head over..but again no one is there.

"This isn't my home! This is just some stupid nighmare! My home is.." Maka stops dead in her tracks..her eyes getting wide as the image of flames fills her mind..she can't remember what this means but..for some reason this symbol..tells her something that cuases her heart to sink. "..My home is..gone."

"That's righttt!" He laughs madly, his voice echoing through the forest. "It's gone! It's gone! It's so fucking gone!"

Maka falls to her knees weakly..her eyes shaking as she stares at the cuffs on her wrists..Why did she see flames? What happen? Why can't she remember anything?! Ok..so her adopted parents are dead..but who killed them? It wasn't her..right? No, it wasn't her..someone was there..she saw who killed them..so why cant she remember a face? Why can't she remember anything?

She bows her head, her bangs covering her eyes..curse her fucking mind..curse it to hell.

"You got pretty messed up.." The voice stops laughing..he seems to have calmed down a bit..and she can feel eyes on her..watching her. "You ripped your dress..Aw it was so pretty on you angel but I think it looks better this way. I can see more of your skin." He purrs but Maka doesn't even look up. Her mind is still cranking..it's gears trying to work again but it's stuck..her mind is stuck. Suddenly she hears him take a in take of breath. "Your bleeding." His voice is odd.

Maka then feels someone touching her cut up knee causing her to hiss in pain, the hand recoiling back as she whips her head up..only to see that pink smoke.

"I don't know why you fucking care." Maka snaps, her anger coming back. "Your the cause of all this shit! You fucked me over!"

"I have no idea what your talking about angel." She feels hands on her shoulder, and his breath tickle her ear.

Maka whips around, wanting to catch him, only to see the fucking pink smoke.

"Fuck!" Maka hits the ground with her cuffed hands in irritation.

"Aw is something getting frustrated?" He chuckles darkly.

"Just fucking show yourself!" Maka growls.

"What's the magic word?" She can hear his smirk.

"Fuck you." She spats as she glares into the darkness.

"Come one angel..if you play nice..so will I." He purrs, his voice sounding like it's coming from every where. When Maka gives him an awkward middle finger because of her cuffs he chuckles. "So feisty..I like it.." His voice becomes dark "Come now..say the magic word..I know a lot you know? I might know the way out of here even, I might not. I might know who convicted you, I might not. I might know who killed your parents but then again I might not. There's only one way to find out angel."

Maka bows her head thinking...as much as this guy pisses her off..she doesn't even know where she is..she has no information..and her mind is broken..She needs help but fuck she doesn't want to ask him for it. This guy is a dick but..she does want to live..she wants answers.

"Please?" She sighs in defeat as she looks up.

"Good girl.." She can hear the satisfaction in his voice and it pisses her off to no end. "Now I'll give you the pleasure..of finally seeing me. Look up."

Maka does so..her eyes some how drawn to the top of the tree in front of her..she can't see anything but a branch and shadows it's so dark..but then she sees hands grab the end of the branch..and a face comes into view.. first all she sees is large blue cat like eyes..the black pupils are slits, them looking at her with dark glee.

"..Come out more.." The words come out before she can stop herself..her curiosity getting the best of her.. in a strange way..she wants to see him.

He listens to her..him moving closer to the edge so she can see his feet..and what looks to be a tail moving..but he still hasn't moved his face closer so she can look at him..all she sees are those eyes.

"..More.." Her voice is a whisper..almost drawn in by those strange eyes.

The boy leans his face in more..and then she sees it.

Maka covers her mouth to stop the gasp that wanted to surface..and she tries to keep her body from shaking..but it is. Maka takes a step back away from..this thing.

"What's wrong?" He suddenly disappears from the tree, pink smoke being left in his place. "Are you afraid of me angel?" His voice coos in her ear..and she knows he's right behind her.. goose bumps are covering her..and a cold shiver is sent down her spine.

Her pride gets the best of her and she swallows her fear before she turns around to look at this thing..look at it in the light completely.

This time he doesn't disappear..he stands there..Maka can't handle looking at his face yet..so she starts at his feet. They're bare, nothing covering them but his toe nails look a bit sharp..her eyes slowly roam up..taking in his skin tight jumpsuit..it looks like the shirt and pants are connected..it's black so it's hard to see but she can see the pink horizontal strips that are going through it. Maka watches his purple tail sway back and forth before she moves higher..her chest tightening in that fear but she swallows it down. His hands are human..but his nails are sharp..they're like claws. Claws like monsters have and surely this boy is one. Maka keeps moving her eyes..even though she doesn't want to. She gets to his pale neck..seeing the ends of his choppy pink hair.

She takes a deep breath..before she looks at this boy's face.

Maybe it's his eyes, those narrow, knowing orbs that pierce the darkness and see right through her. Maybe it's the way he disappears and reappears from thin air or the way his tail swishes with a predatory tick that she finds him dangerous but these things aren't what turn her blood cold. It's the Cheshire cat's smile.

It's so large and twisted..it takes up the boys face, seeming to rip all the way to the top of his cheeks. It's a smile of madness..pure madness..and it sends her stomach turning..it makes her want to puke. The boy's eyes are wide and shaking adding to the effect of this dangerous smile..his narrow slits staring at her so intently..that she fears he can see into her soul..that he can see how very afraid she is. The purple cat ears on his head are pointed up..alert..ready.

He looks like he's about to attack..a crazy cat looking at a bird with clipped wings.

"Well?" He tilts his head, and if possible that smile grows..his eyes getting even wider.

Maka wants to cry..she wants to scream..she's so afraid right now..so afraid of that smile but instead..

"No.." She chokes back her fear..so very proud of herself that she didn't stutter.

"Your lying..I see your shaking.." The boy slowly starts to walk around her..or so she thinks before she looks down at his feet...and realizes he's not touching the ground..he's floating. "It's ok angel..don't be so afraid..it's only me."

Yeah, that's the reason why she's fucking scared because it's only him and her. She's alone with this..she doesn't even know what it is.. It's half boy, half cat..

"I'm not scared." She speaks firmly, trying to lie to herself and to him.

"Hmm..maybe your just shaking out of excitement then.." He stops in front of her..landing so he's standing on the ground in front of her..but this boy is tall and she has to look up at him to see his face..best believe she doesn't look up. She doesn't want to see that smile again..she might just cry.

"Yeah because i'm so ecstatic to fucking see you." Maka spits sarcasm.

"I know you are.." He coos as he grabs her hands and pulls them over towards his chest forcefully.

"Get off!" Maka struggles with him, hissing a bit at how his sharp nails are sticking into her.

"If you keep fighting me..someone might get hurt.." He leans his head closer so he's whispering in her ear. His voice is so dark. "We wouldnt' want that would we?"

Maka wants to fight him..she wants to tell him to go fuck himself but..she's a smart person.

She stays still.

"That's better." He purrs as he lifts a hand over her hand cuffs.

Maka watches in bewilderment as she sees his hand disappear into pink smoke..and then it goes into the key hole of the cuffs. She hears a click and the cuffs fall off just as the pink smoke comes back, turning back into the boy's hand. She can't help but let out a sigh of relief as she feels around where the cuffs were..trying to rub some circulation back into them. She's so happy..she's almost considering thanking this-

She feels something wet on her right knee..Maka looks down to see the boy on his knees in front of her..licking her wound.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Maka forgets about her fear for a moment and kicks him..but she doesn't hit him. The boy just turns into pink smoke..disappearing.

"Violent." He grumbles as he reappears back on that tree branch, crouching down on it, looking at her with those eyes..and to her relief..that mad smile isn't there anymore. "I was only trying to help angel."

"Stop fucking calling me that!" Maka fumes. She's not sure where this courage is coming from but oh well. She's tried of all this shit.

"You didn't have a problem when I called you it before.." He disappears into that pink smoke, to reappear fight in front of her, getting her to flinch away. He stares at her blankly, his tail coming to a stop. "You seemed to like it before..what has changed now?"

"I don't know what your talking about." Maka glares at him.

Something flashes through those eyes..and it's not dark but before she can make sense of it he disappears again.

"I may be mad.." His voice sounds without her seeing him. "But at least I have my memories. Or at least I'm not afraid of them, not like you seem to be."

"I'm not afraid of my memories..it's not my fault I don't have them." She snaps at nothing again.

"But that's not true." He reappears leaning against a tree's trunk, his arms crossed, a smirk on his face. " You could have your memories..you just have to except them..you have to find them."

"And how the hell am I suppose to do that?" She gives him a changeling look.

"Easy but first you actually have to look." He gives her a knowing grin. "..You can't find anything if your not looking."

"..How am I suppose to know-"

"You know the red queen won't stop till she has your head right? She is very set in her ways..and her pet will be sure to alert her that your still alive. You made her pretty mad angel-"

"Your the one that fucking ruined everything!"

"- She won't stop till your dead or till you give her proof of your innocence."

"..It doesn't even matter." Maka huffs before she starts taking off, walking down this path again.

"Oh? Why's that?" The boy appears next to her, floating by her. "I would think your life would matter a lot..unless your suicidal angel?" He sneers.

"Fuck you. It doesn't matter because this is all just some stupid dream and I'm going to wake up from, and this will all disappear." Maka doesn't look at him, her eyes on fire.

"But what if it's not? What if your stuck here angel? Then what are you going to do?"

"I don't have to worry about that because I know this is a dream and it's going to disappear." Maka breathes heavily as she continues to walk.

"Hmm.." Suddenly he appears in front of her, his face right by her's, his body upside down so his smirk is too. "Maybe it's real. Maybe it's a dream. Maybe it's a dream..but it's a bit to real."

"What are you talking about?" Maka stops and looks at him for answers.

" Wonderland has claimed your mind. You will leave but you'll never escape till you know what it wants you to know."

"..Wonderland? What is that? And what would it want me to know?"

The boy looks at her a long moment before he disappears..reappearing next to her, leaning on a tree, his blue eyes taking her in for a moment..before his lips curl up into a smirk.

" I don't know~" He sings, moving his head from side to side.

"Yes you fucking do! You wouldnt' say that if you didn't know what your saying!" Maka points a accusing finger at him.

"But I'm mad angel, can you really trust anything I say?"

"I-"

"I do know a lot though, I know much more then you know. Maybe my words are true, maybe they're false. Who knows?" He chuckles darkly at how frustrated she looks.

"Stop speaking in riddles and just be straight with me!" She takes a step closer.

"Hmm..but then I wouldn't be me." He disappears and reappears, floating past her. "And I love the way you get so angry angel..your too cute." He gives her a wink, his tail brushing against her nose.

"Oh I'll show you fucking cute." Maka's eye twitches as she goes to grab his tail but he just disappears. "Stop doing that!"

"Noo~" He reappears in front of her, his voice teasing, dark glee in his eyes.

"You-"

"The proof you need angel is here..in Wonderland." The boy's face completely changes to a serious one, taking her off guard. " Only in your memories can you find the proof of your innocence..and your memoires are here. Broken up and scattered. Lost but ready to be found."

"..My memories are here?" Maka looks around the dark forest with her eye brow raised. "..Well where the hell are they?"

"Every where and anywhere.' He laughs madly, throwing his head back like this was the funniest thing ever.

"Could you be a bit more specific then that?" Maka grips her fist, hating how his laughter gives her goose bumps.

"I could..but I won't." The boy gives her a playful smile that almost takes her glare away..almost.

Maka takes a in take of breath.

"..Please?" She looks at him with those large eyes.

The boy stares at her a moment..his playful smile falling..and his..cheeks tint a slight pink? His ears flatten a bit as he turns his back on her..he seems to be mumbling something to himself before he turns around, his blush gone and that smirk on his face.

"Fine..I'll help you out angel.." He coos as he takes a step closer. "If and only if you can answer my riddle correctly."

"Everything you say is a riddle. "Maka grumbles, only getting his smirk to grow.

"Here it is. 'At night they come without being fetched. By day they are lost without being stolen. what are they?" He looks at her expectantly.

Maka blinks.

"..Uh.."

"Come on angel I gave you a easy one."

Maka puts a hand to her chin, a thoughtful expression coming to her face as she thinks.

"I'll give you a hint..What comes out at night angel?" Maka doesn't notice how the boy is looking at her..or his tinted cheeks at how she's looks..with that thoughtful expression on her face.

..What comes out at night?..Well that's a lot of things..owls come out at night, killers come out at night, the moon comes out at night, the stars come out at night-

This hits a cord in her brain and she blurts out the first thing she thinks of.

"It's the stars!" Maka shouts almost excitedly.

"Are you sure?" He raises an eye brow..it almost makes her lose her confidence..but she sticks with her guts.

"Yes..stars come out at night..and they go away during the day, but they never actually leave..hence 'they are lost without being stolen' am I right?" Maka beams at him, her eyes bighting..she hasn't told anyone this but..Maka loves riddles like this one..she use to sit down and try to figure some she got from the internet out by herself..it always made her feel good to get a riddle right..she always felt like she was making someone proud..but of course that's just crazy talk.

The boy..gives her a smile..and it's not mad..it's normal. "..That's correct.." He purrs. "You were alwas good at solving my riddles.." He gets a odd look in his eyes before he shakes it off. "So a deal is a deal..I'll tell you where one of the many pieces of your memories lies." The boy's lips curl up into a sick smile as he leans in. "The Mad Hatter is in possession of one. He likes to use it to hold his tea."

Maka blinks.

"..Who the hell is the mad hatter? And how is he using my memory for tea?"

"The mad hatter is who I said he is. He's the mad hatter. He's as mad as a hatter and my does he love tea." The boy chuckles darkly as he floats almost absentmindly through the air around her.

Maka pinches the bridge of her nose, and takes a breath.

"Ok..so where is this mad hatter then?"

"How should I know?" The boy stops, landing in front of her again.

"Because I know you do! How would you know he has my memory if you didn't know where he is?" Maka glares at him.

"I may know, I may not know. Hell, I could be just messing with you. Maybe there's not a mad hatter. Maybe I'm just lying to you. Maybe there really is no hope for you and your going to die-

"Would you stop that!" Maka takes a step closer. "My mind is already fucked up enough with out you messing with it. Do you know where he is or not?"

"I know but I'm not going to tell you." He smirks at her.

"I-"

"Now.." Maka yelps as the boy appears right in front of her..his body being pressed against hers as he lifts her face up to his, nails slightly sticking in her. The boy looks at her with those blue eyes..they look over her face hungrily before they stop at her lips. "I believe you owe me a kiss angel."

He leans in..Maka feels her heart skip a beat.

She pushes him away.

"I'm not kissing you." Maka backs away..hoping the dark hides her pink face.

"What? But we had a deal. I saved you and you kiss me-"

"No the deals off. You fucked me over! Your the reason why I almost got eaten by that snake!"

"I'm also the reason why your here and alive." He counters, getting her to flinch. "There's no getting out of kissing me angel..I will not be cheated."

"I.." Maka tries to think of an argument..but she doesn't have one. Something inside her is stirring..she really doesn't want to kiss him..she doesn't know what it is..but it's like a stubbornness has settled in her chest..

Then she does something stupid.

Maka runs.

She doesn't know where she's going but she doesn't care. She just has to get away from him. She can't kiss him. Something isn't right about it.

It doesn't take long for him to catch up to her..considering he can just poof up where ever he wants, and he poofs up by her side..before he pushes her against a tree, pinning her to it as he leans in.

"Oh I love it when my prey runs.." That crazy smile comes back to his lips and Maka whimpers from how close it is..it's taking up his whole face. "It makes it all the more entertaining.." He grabs her waist..his nails digging into her flesh causing her to cry out and struggle with him.

Something flashes through those eyes of his but that smile doesn't fall.

"Get off!" She pushes him but he stands firm..it's like trying to move a boulder..for a guy who looks like a twig he weighs a ton.

"But I'm having fun, aren't you having fun?" He tightens his girp on her and she's pretty sure he's piercing her skin.

"S-Stop!" She looks up at him..and she hates how desperate she sounds. She just wants all the crazy to stop.

Finally..that mad smile falls..and his grip loosens on her.

"..You should know better then to run from a Cheshire cat.." He leans close, his face blank. " I'm like any other cat..if I see something run..I must chase it, I must play with it. Keep in mind what happens when a cat plays with a toy..it uses it's teeth..it uses it's claws.." He leans in, his forehead touching hers, his large, strange eyes staring into her own. "I'm no different angel."

"I don't want to kiss you." She blurts out.

Maybe it was her imagination..but she swears she saw the boy's ears flatten a little.

"But a deal is a deal." He grips her a bit more roughly as if to state his dominance, his ears perking back up, his voice a growl. "You have to kiss me. If you break your promise I'll be angry. And you don't want to see me angry angel."

Maka stares into those narrow pupils..they're filled with desire..and soon to be rage.

She doesn't want to kiss him but..

Maka cups his cheeks and his glare falls immediately as she brings him closer..his posture slumps a little to make himself shorter for her..his eyes lighting up with excitement..his face getting red. Maka slightly wonders what happen to that angry 'oh i'm getting what I want' attitude..now he's like puddy in her hands. Maka leans in..

And kisses his cheek.

The boy blinks as she pulls away and he puts a hand to his cheek.

"I kissed you." She smirks, pleased with how clever she is.

"..I meant on the lips." He frowns, it looking like a pout.

"Nope~." Maka waves her finger in his face. "You said I just had to kiss you. You never said where. So I kissed you, I completed my part of the deal."

The boy stares at her a long moment, he almost looks shocked with that hand still on his cheek. She thinks he's about to try to get her to kiss him on the lips but..

"Damn it." The boy grumbles, as he stomps his foot down on the ground like a kid that didn't get want they wanted. "Curse my lack of details!" He disappears only to reappear in the air, smirking down at her. "Oh well, I still got to feel those sweet lips..and soon I will feel them on my own."

"Yeah right-" Maka takes a step forward only for the ground to fall out below her. She screams as she falls but she grabs the edge of this hole, hanging on for dear life.

"I'm never washing this cheek again." The boy sighs happily, rubbing his cheek with a goofy smile on his face.

"Hey ass hole a little help!" Maka growls as she grips the edge of the ground tightly..the fear of falling real.

"Nah, your going to fall angel but don't worry you'll be back to see me soon." The boy appears by her hands..he gives her that mad smile that turns her blood cold before he kicks her hands..knocking her off the edge. Maka screams as she falls into the darkness..the last thing she sees is the boy's mad smile. "Wonderland and I will be waiting for you angel."

Maka screams her lungs out as the darkness engulfs her.

Taking away all light.


Chapter 2! This story is going to go back between wonder land and the real world. As you can tell memory is going to be a big part of this story and Maka is going to lose a lot of it, then regain some of it back.

I really like that I made Crona the Cheshire cat..i don't think any one has none that yet? Maybe i'm wrong but I like the idea. of course medusa fits the red queen just because..well she's a bitch.

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