Shannon could not believe what she was seeing or rather what wasn't seeing. Like in some horror movie, the men had no eyes on their faces. She babbled while pointing at them and then turned around in fright and headed for the window of the bathroom, the only possible escape route. However, the floor was wet and she slipped, bumping her head on the window's sill, and ended up in the floor unmoving and unconscious.

The older of the two men and accidental cause for the accident stared at the girl and nudged the KO'ed foreigner with his foot. "So she's the oh so special foreigner the boss dragged in?"

Luke scratched the back of his head and looked from the fallen girl to his brother."I don't think the boss will like it if she dies now... Not when she just arrived." He went to the tube to pull the plug and let the water drain.

"Well, the boss didn't said what she was planning for the foreigner she wanted to bring." Marcus sighed vehemently, not that surprised that their beloved boss had actually been able to force a new foreigner to be brought into Wonderland. "But I don't think boss would be happy if she loses her 'test subject' or whatever, before she can even use her."

"We should probably take her to the headquarters in this territory. "Luke picked up the things Shannon had dropped in her flee attempt "The boss will want to meet her as soon as possible. "

Marcus thought about it."That's probably for the best. Specially before any role holder gets wind about a new foreigner"- That would be troublesome. So the faster they took the girl to headquarters the better. However they also just couldn't drag her unconscious body around as if it was nothing. -"We can't leave her in the floor here. She might try to escape again once she wakes up."

"What if she has a concussion or something?" Luke kneeled down and gently held Shannon's head in his calloused hands, carefully maneuvering it this way and in search of an injury. Foreigners were supposed to be in general quite weak and vulnerable, this girl was probably in that case."I think it's better to just take her to the bed so she can rest and recover before the boss knows that we let her get hurt."

Marcus Amadore Motto Savini saw with dread how the sleeping outsider was dripping water all over their bathroom floor."Alright, Amore. Grab her legs and I'll get her arms. We can take her to the guest room..."

Luke deadpanned at his brother. Had he eyes he would have rolled them. "The room we use as a storage crap-room where we can't even enter without something falling over us, 'Amadore'?" Luke countered with that funny tone in his voice that irked his brother. "Your room is closer. Let's take her there."

Marcus crossed his arms. His brother's room was basically in the top floor, so he couldn't counter to take her there."But she's wet. We can put some towel over the sofa on this floor in your 'napping room' and set her there."

Luke frowned and saw his brother take some towels and leave the room. When his brother came back, Luke Amore Motto Savini picked up her legs and his brother took her arms; any of them could have picked her easily by themselves, but neither was gonna let his brother slack while they worked. Both lifted her and went through the along the long corridor until they came to a cleared out room that had a couch, now covered with a few towels, wedged between two side tables. They set the girl down ,and made sure that another towel remained over her. Then the two stepped back away from the foreigner.

A time change or so later, Shannon woke up on an actually comfortable sofa hugging a fluffy towel between her arms. Her thoughts were fuzzy and light pain in her head didn't help. Things began coming on to her and and remembered what she had seen. With shock she quickly opened her eyes and shot up to sit on the sofa to twist her head and look around. There she saw them. Seated at the nearby table where the two guys; Luke, was reading a big black magazine and the his brother a small bright pink novel. They still had no eyes on their faces.

Frowning she pinched herself just in case.-"Ouch"- She exclaimed and the men turned to look at her. She then put one arm behind her and pushed herself up with some effort. -"So...This place is real...It wasn't from something spiked in my drink?"

The older man gave a short nod. "Yes, someone spiked your drink and now you're dreaming….No, you dumb ass, this is the real world!"- He observed her -"You just hit your head trying to go outside in only a towel."- A smirk twisted onto his lips. "Nice legs by the way."

The girl stared down at her well toned legs created after years of track. "Sure, whatever. Flattery will get you no where." Shannon Harris

"Now you believe me, Shannon? You aren't in your world anymore." Luke said with a bit of anxiety.

"I see that…" She said in a low voice. "But, how can you see without eyes? And how did I get here any way?"

Marcus pinched his nose and sighted. -" We simply can, ok."- He then pointed his index and middle fingers to his face and then motioned towards her with more seriousness in his voice - "How you got here is harder. Foreigners come to this world every few generations unless something happens that brings them here sooner. It is hard to explain for us, but we know someone that can explain it to you in detail. "-He dramatically hesitated a few seconds. -" If anything happens... Don't you dare tell this to anyone. But the person who can tell you is someone that is not from this world either"

That piqued Shannon's attention "Someone from my world?"

"Yes. That person can also tell you about going back" - Luke added. Tempting her even more.

"Where's this mystery person? I wanna go back home."

"Then lets head out before the time changes".- Marcus stood up and threw the dress to Shannon.- "Just put that on" - He turned his back on her and slapped Luke to make him to the same and give her the minimum of privacy.

"Can't you lend me some decent clothes?... Why do you have a dress anyways?"

They couldn't answer her question and instead ended up lending Shannon some of their own clothes, though they were a bit big. Once Shannon was dressed, they immediately went out through the long narrow hallway and through their good sizes living room. True to Marcus's words, there was a puddle of water on the carpet that triggered more bickering between the brothers before Shannon called, which made Luke quickly step around the puddle to open up the front door, causing a cold wind make its way into the house.

Shannon shuddered and brought her arms around her chest. "No wonder I passed out, it's freezing!"

"Are you not used to the cold?"Luke asked.

"I'm Canadian," She said. "We practically exported cold."

"What's a 'Canadian'?"- Marcus answered and passed her a scarf and a coat that were hanging besides the door.

"My nationality."- It Shannon looked at Marcus and it dawned on her that there was probably way more differences in this world than she could guess.

With that said they made their way outside and there was a lengthy silence while they walked down the cobblestone road.

Shannon glanced around taking in the scenery of the town. It wasn't too small, perhaps cozy was the right word, and reminded her of a town in Scotland she got to visit with her teacher. She stopped mid-step. She couldn't recall exactly when had been the last time she had seen him… maybe something had indeed been spiked in her drink before she came to this place?

Marcus noticed her moment of hesitation and decided to make some conversation before she changed her mind. If she did then they weren't allowed by the rules to stop her if she decided to go somewhere else - "What did you said was your full name?"

Shannon blinked and came back to earth… or Wonderland in this case. -"Shannon Harris"- She took the chance to ask something that nagged at her because of how funny it was - " Are your names really 'Amore' and 'Amadore'?"-

If Luke had proper eyes he would have rolled them, however his brother was 'kind' enough to put his thoughts into words. "Yes it's a name, you really don't know how ridiculous you sound do you?"

Marcus then slapped the back of his brother's head -"Yes, those are our names, the guys we replaced choose those names for their replacements."-

"Wow, they must have really wanted to play a joke on their replacements then." However she was bothered by the way he said the word replacements. Why did it matter that they chose a name for them in the first place? "So you weren't born with names? I thought you just didn't get faces, no names is down right cruel."

Both brothers stopped to look at her, it was Marcus whom spoke - "People who are 'born' do get names. People who gets replaced normally don't get a name after a while just in case they don't survive that long, and then normally it is the person whom chooses their own name. In our case…"- He stopped a second just to order the words and not let out much about 'her' - " we were given the gift of the chance to choose the name of our replacements in case we need to get replaced. Maybe we don't like how corny our names are, but we honor our names because they are part of who we are and where we belong"-

Shannon remained silent for the next seconds while looking at the brothers. Marcus looked puffed up with pride while Luke had made a grim nod. Perhaps it wasn't in her nature, but just the sound of being so proud of something felt off to her. Being proud of a name, having a purpose, it almost made her envious. She wondered what on earth would have set off a bunch of people who lived within very obvious and restricting rules into such a frenzy. She shook her head of the dark thoughts.-"Alright… but so you know you sound as if you read that from some book"

"He always sounds like that when he is not being a dorky jerk. He is head editor of an editorial"- Luke lightened the mood and continued on the way followed by the other two - " Amadore is always with his nose up a book or a notebook"

"Well, 'Zaratustra editions' doesn't run itself"- Marcus continued -" But you really can't say anything about books Mr. apprentice weapon smith because you are always asking me for those 'special books' , Amore"

Shannon raised an eyebrow. "Special books?"

"Don't you think that's a bit of a low blow, Amadore?" Luke said, irritation clouding his voice. "If anything you probably shouldn't talk about them in the open like this, you never know who could be listening."

Their conversation came to a sudden end when they were rearing a corner when gunshots are heard. From a nearby distance some shouting could be heard.

"Don't mess in the hatters business's Lizard."

"You are in Clover's territory. So you are the ones intruding , March Hare"

For a split second Shannon caught sight of two men, each of them holding weapons that were aimed at each other. One held pistols and the other used knives and she could have sworn that the man with the pistol had floppy rabbit ears. However with a quick tug of the wrist from the brothers she was pulled around the corner of a building to take cover while the faceless brothers took out their own guns. Luke taking out a pair of dual pistols while Marcus managed to make an entire machine gun appear from nowhere.

Shannon could barely keep up with their quick steps and almost slipped over her own two feet. "What's going on?"

"A role holder's fight. We need to get out of here or we're dead."- Luke said while glancing around. A few more approaching shouts could be heard - "Shit! Their men will be here in no time. And if it's the hatters…. damn it!"

"We need to get to one of our own places, but the nearest one is the 'Aconcagua" - Marcus growled. Now some gunshots were heard behind them a block or so away -"Damn it. We have no choice We'll have to risk it. We can get to the tunnel if we manage to cross that alley!"

"Eh?" - Shannon couldn't formulate any questions. They dragged her the side of the street to the back of a building to round the fight and get across the street from a dark alley. "What's that?"

In the corner they were, Marcus yanked her to the side and held her close while Luke kept a look out, keeping his head just peeking around the corner. "Just shut up and let Luke finish getting us in."

Luke nodded in their direction -"Alright. Leave this to me. si? I'll shoot from above and you run for it. I'll meet you at the restaurant. Take care Amadore " - He then ran straight to the nearest wall and, grabbing anything in the construction, climbed it up with all the speed and skill worth a video game character.

"Take care Amore"- Marcus looked at his brother and then turned towards Shannon- "Be ready to run"- He warned the foreigner, and a couple seconds later more shots were heard along some agonizing screams near by.

"All clear. Dive now!"

Luke's voice came from a pin on Marcus's Jacket, and without wasting a second, holding his machine gun with only one hand, Marcus grabbed Shannon by the wrist and ran out of their hiding place and rushed across the street to reach the back alley in front, where then ran till the end of it and around its corner, where Marcus pressed some item in the wall to open a hidden door that led to some stairs and into a dark corridor.-

"Is this Mission impossible?" Shannon asked, just for Marcus to shush her.

"Our boss is a crafty and prepared person that likes to give us ways to stay alive. You'll find that life has no value in this world. At least for us."

Shannon frowned but didn't question it as they went through the damp and narrow hallways that Marcus led her through. Eventually a dim light could be seen at the very end of the tunnel and Marcus leaned forward, and tapped the third brick to the left of the light. With a low mechanical sound the wall opened out. came out behind another building and knocked on the back door with a certain rhythm near the garbage containers of what seemed to be a restaurant.

The door opened and a blonde guy with undulated hair pulled back into a small ponytail, and wearing Chef's attire appeared wielding a butchers knife in one hand. If he had eyes, for some reason Shannon would have thought they could be blue.

The guy stared at the two before raising an eyebrow "And you're here to be part of my meal?"- He then addressed Marcus, who was clearly clenching his teeth and not liking this individual. Which was being completely ignored in favor of the new person looking at the girl and her eyes. -"May I ask who are you?" -

"Shannon Harris," She shifted uncomfortably under his obvious stare. Why was it that even when people didn't seem to have eyes they still managed to make her awkward. "and you are?"

The man made to answer, but Marcus pushed the guy aside and made his way inside with the girl-"Move idiot. The March Hare and the Lizard are fighting near here."

"Really?" He stared back at the two who had just invaded his kitchen with renewed interest. His smile became wicked and he played with the knife in his hand "Maybe I should just finish the job and kill you now."

Marcus's grip on his gun increased. "Oh? Will you make me try some of your 'new foreign dishes'?, you sad excuse for a chef?"

"Of course not," The chef raised a hand with the butcher knife. "I have far more class than that, I'll just cut you off immediately."

Marcus face grimaced with equally twisted grin as he held his machine gun towards the chef- "Like you have a class. You can't even slice a piece of those horrible cakes you make"

Shannon was surprised at how these guys had jumped straight into a killer mode. This was as scary as it was tiring. Did people in this world really didn't cared for their lives? In any case she could not tolerate this when she was in range -"Oi!" - She kicked Marcus in the shin, making the man hiss and look down at her.- "Duke it out on your own time, preferably when I'm not in the way! I don't look kissable as a corpse!"

"Or as a living person either, Miss foreigner"- Marcus spat.

"So you really are a foreigner?"- The chef said and examined the girl again with renewed interest. Then he delicately took her hand and gallantly kissed the back of it while making a short bow fortitude- "Allow me to present my great persona to you mademoiselle. I'm chef extraordinaire, Blaise Baptiste Fournier, the best chef of foreign dishes in all wonderland. I would like to speak to you about recipe's later and would be enchanted to let you taste them and tell me how close they are to the tastes of your world" -

"I wouldn't take his word for it." Marcus spat. "Damn idiot's too busy dissecting the food than actually cooking it. Almost killed me last time I had to taste that shit you called enchilada!"

Blaise looked outraged - "How dare you! "- With a flick of his fingers the butchers knife somehow transformed into a fancy rapier.

"I said to stop it!"- Shannon intervened again - "You said that there was someone who could explain all this to me. So I prefer if you'd take me to that person and then you can kill each other." -By now Shannon was convoluted by the amount of violence she had seen here. Sure she was used to violence, how could you not get used to violence after watching the daily news, watching movies, and going to Black Friday sales, but gunfights in the streets? Guys willing to kill each other just like that? No, she was not used to it on that level and wasn't planning to let herself do so either.

Marcus looked at the Blaise's rapier and at the girl, then growled and made his own weapon disappear by transforming it into a pin that he stuck in his jacket . -"You are right. I need to take you to 'Her'"- He looked at Blaise tensely while saying 'Her'

Blaise lowered his sword in disappointment and it disappeared again from sight. -"You are taking her... where?"

"You know where fool. She needs to speak with 'Her'- Now step aside and let us use the connection." Marcus didn't await any permission. He headed straight for some cabinet demonstrating he knew the way around.-

Just then, the door opened and a railed and panting Luke Amore came in and looked around for a moment, taking in the scene before acknowledging the chef- "Oh, hi Blaise."

"Luke, you should send your brother to obedience school." Blaise muttered. "His manners are as deplorable as is his taste in food."

Said boy glanced at the older man and then to his older brother and finally the foreigner. "I take it he started an argument again?"

At the same time, both Blaise and Marcus responded while pointing their index fingers at each other - "He started it!"- They said that another set of mysterious door opened, however these doors made no clicks or any other sound to acknowledge that they came from a built force and hadn't appeared out of thin air.

-"Can we go now?" Shannon said and walked past them into the hidden entrance to another passageway.

A/N: I don't typically like shoving an Author's Note at the beginning of the fic since all I want to do is read, so if there's anything that needs to be said always look at the end of the story. Everyone, thank you so much for the reviews and the favorites/ follows for this story. I appreciate it all so much even though I can be a bitch at times.

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