A/N: 16 reviews already?! Thanks guys, didn't think you would love the sequel so much! Anyway, a quick reminder, this story will be told in 3rd person.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Joker/Clover/Heart no Kuni no Alice or Alice through the Looking-Glass. I also do not own Voldemort or Casper the friendly ghost.

Claim: My Ocs and this plot belongs to me. The Looking-Glass world and it's theories also belong to me. Please do not steal.

Claire Triton belongs to Reaper .death (mentioned)

'Bonnaire' belongs to Moonlightpheonix-xX

THOUGHTS-Italics

"Voice in head"-Voice's speaking through her mind.

"Flashback"-Italics with speech mark are flashbacks.

EDIT: 10/08/13-Fixed spelling mistakes and added little things.

Enjoy!

Chapter One

~Warped Mirror~

The room was oddly silent, she first observed, which was probably understandable being that there were only two people in the room. The colour of the walls was a nice beige colour, well that's what her friend had said-that it was nice.

The floor was not carpeted like the rest of the house, it had wooden panelling instead so messes were more easier to clean. Again, her friend had told her that.

The only furniture in the room was a pre-owned Television that sometimes lost it's colour when people were watching shows and it was sat comfortably on a shelf stacked full of gaming systems, games and DVDs.

Her favourite piece of furniture was the black-coloured couch which was very comfortable to sit on. As well as lying on it, she had a knack for finding coins and other interesting items.

Then there was her least favourite part, the vanity section. You've got the mirror, a really big mirror, and some make-up on the vanity desk, along with some hair products.

She hated it because her friend was training to be successful in the cosmetology area. And as you can probably guess, she was forced to play dress up doll for her friend.

She glared at her reflection, sticking her tongue out and sniffed like one of those prudes. Her turquoise eyes narrowed at the reflection when it did the same thing. She raised her hand, ready to teach the reflection a lesson when her eyes landed on something on the vanity desk.

A pair of scissors.

Immediately her scowling expression disappeared to be replaced with one of joy.

"Finally! I have found the solution!"

She grabbed the silver scissors and then grabbed a piece of her hair, she readied to cut it when suddenly another hand shot out and snatched the scissors away.

"Hey! I was going to use those to cut my hair before Maddie noticed!"

Looking at the person through the mirror who ruined her plan, she gulped. Stood behind her was a woman, around seventeen-years-old, with short blonde hair and blue eyes. Dressed in a simple shirt and shorts, the girl was someone that you could tell was popular with the men.

"Alex, how many times have I told you? You are not cutting your hair!"

"But Maddie," Alex whined, "I hate long hair! It gets in the way! What can I do with long hair!?"

It was true, Alex's used to be shoulder length hair was now past her elbows. She hated the fact that every time she moved, it would swish behind her.

Maddie snorted, "at least you can get long hair! Every time I try to grow my hair long, it gets dead-ends easily. So I have to keep mine short. That's where you come in my dear. If I can't have long hair, you will have long hair so that I can do whatever I want with it to my hearts content."

Alex huffed, "and why, pray tell, would I let you play with my hair? Hair can't be played with, it just sits there!"

"If you don't, I'll snap your stick."

The response was immediate. Alex turned her head to where her dear friend sat on the couch. It's name was Mon Sticky Friend 22 or MSF 22 for short. You see, two years ago she used to be friends with MSF 1 but the poor stick was snapped. Over the years her new MSF sticks would die a horrible death.

MSF 22 happened to be the latest friend.

Alex stared at her friend fearfully before leaning back in the chair she was forced to sit on. Actually, if you looked closely you would see that both of her legs had been chained to the chair, with a key lock on it.

Yes, you had to actually lock her up with chains to get her to stay somewhere.

Satisfied that Alex wasn't going to try anything, Maddie picked up a nearby brush and began to work on her friend's hair. Meanwhile, Alex sat there with her arms crossed, a look of pure boredom on her face.

It's been two years since that faithful Halloween night. During that time, Alex had noticed a lack of a voice in her head. Because of this, she became a little more enthralled in her work at school.

You may find this shocking but Alex used to be 'insane,' and to those that think that she's acting like a brat now, well you would be correct.

See, the doctors who would normally try to find out more about her craziness found that a new development had happened.

Alex now had a split-personality.

See right now she's just one of those people that are to carefree for their own good. Yes she still believes inanimate objects can talk to you and yes, she still tries to carry dangerous items around.

The only difference now is that she can be calm when showing it. Give her a jelly and she'll happily do what you want or give her another stick after the first one snaps.

However, people have been warned to keep all signs of clocks away from her. You see, to awaken the other personality, all you would need is a clock.

The sound of clock seems to trigger something entirely different. The only thing I can say is I hope her gym teacher gets out of the hospital soon.

Alex was now in college seen as in England you leave school at the age of sixteen. Being seventeen really did not stop her though from doing weird stuff.

Like chasing a random kid with a fork.

She also joined a club there, which was shocking to both Maddie and her male friend, Matt. The club she joined was known as the TDIRD club.

It stands for-Tails Doll Is Real Dammit.

"Are you nearly done, I don't like the brush on my hair!" Alex moaned, puffing her cheeks out. Maddie sighed before picking up a scrunchie and tying Alex's hair in a pony tail.

"You can go now," Maddie didn't get to say the last of her sentence, because Alex had already fled with MSF 22.

After running out of Maddie's rented home, Alex stopped before jumping up and down. People walking nearby shook their heads before moving away from her.

"We did it MSF 22, we escaped! It's a shame that I have to keep my hair this long, but if I cut it Maddie might kill you!" Alex whimpered, staring at her stick friend in worry.

"Besides, today is the day that I get to leave Maddie's house! Papa said that the new house we are moving too is ready~!"

Oh, yes, I forgot to mention. Another big development that happened during the two years is that Alex had been adopted. I know, you're all thinking 'who would be crazy enough to adopt a psycho?' Well, it so happened someone decided to adopt our little psycho because they simply had the urge to ever since they met her.

Alex was brought out of her musings when a black car rolled up to the sidewalk beside her. A smile came across her face as a man stepped out of the car.

In front of her was a man with short red hair, that reached his shoulders. His eye colour was red, the left side of his face being covered by his fringe so you could only see one eye. He was dressed in a white dress shirt, black vest with trousers and shoes.

This man was known as Kyle Hudson, Alex's new 'Papa.'

Two years ago, Alex could not stand the man. Which was weird because he had never done anything to her, in fact he had saved her life when she was nearly killed. But after having a strange dream of a man in a jester uniform and then a man in a prison warden uniform, she had unconsciously started to grow closer to the man.

Not long after the Halloween event, Mr Hudson had adopted Alex.

"You look nice," Kyle complemented his 'daughter' who pouted.

"I do not! I hate this hair length! People keep grabbing it and pulling it so hard it hurts! So then I pick up a chair and throw it back at them."

Kyle laughed nervously while Alex grinned. She was certainly a violent one when resolving issues.

"So, are you ready to see the new house?" He asked her, and he was answered when he noticed that Alex had somehow gotten past him and gotten into the car. He smiled, shaking his head before getting in the drivers seat.

"Ready Alex?"

"Yep!"

"Okay, let's-"

"Wait! You forgot to ask MSF 22 if he was ready."

"…Are you ready MSF 22?"

"…."

"He said yes."

And then just to lighten the mood, Kyle chuckled before starting the car and driving off down the road, his adopted daughter babbling about why ducks should be allowed to have their own sports cars.

The journey was about two hours long and during that time Alex had fallen asleep, clutching MSF 22 close to her. Kyle listened to the radio quietly, occasionally glancing at Alex to make sure she was okay.

"No…No…rape is bad! Stay back Voldemort, I don't want to…marry you."

Yep, she was okay.

The road they were travelling down had few houses, enough to tell people lived around here but also enough space between them so that the neighbours don't bother you.

He saw the house that he had purchased a while back and smiled. Alex would love this place.

It was a two-story old house, with a big garden and a little gazebo. The house was a brownish colour with plants growing along the walls. There were four bedrooms, a kitchen with a dining room, a living room, two bathrooms and a conservatory.

Perfect for handling people like Alex.

Shaking the seventeen-year-old awake, Kyle climbed out of the car and stretched. He had purchased the house a few months back and started renovating on it. All their furniture and items had been moved in and during that time Alex had been staying at Maddie's house (and had to put up with all the torture that came with it).

Alex yawned, before looking at the house.

"Oh no…it's the Monster House! It'll eat me!"

Kyle sighed, grabbing Alex before she could run for it. He then dragged her across the recently cut lawn and into the house.

"Your room is at the top of the stairs to the right, last door on the corridor. I'll start making tea while you're up there." Kyle said before wondering off, presumably in the direction of the kitchen.

Alex huffed before climbing up the staircase, which had red carpeting on it, and went towards where her room was. Opening the door, she was flabbergasted at what she saw.

The room was bigger then her old room back at the orphanage. The bed was on the left side of the room with her favourite purple cover on it and fluffy pillows. Besides the bed was an alarm clock, something which she never actually used.

There was a wardrobe near the bed, already with some of her clothes in it. In the middle of the room was a fireplace with a small couch and a large mirror over the fireplace. Besides the couch was a small table.

Finally on the right side of the room was a large window with a cushion area underneath.

This room was perfect for her, she decided. Placing MSF 22 on the cushion area, she then headed over to the couch and sat down.

Silence….

"I'm bored of this room already," she deduced, huffing. In Alex's mind, she wanted something more interesting to happen. Maybe like a hidden room full of dangerous poison gas or some ghosts haunting the place. Sure the place was nice, but it just lacked something.

"Why don't you go and kill someone then? That would be entertaining."

No because I don't want to go to jail. Now get out of my head, I liked the first voice better!

"Hmph, you know what your problem is? You say you'll do something but you never do it. We call those people 'weak, pathetic, fools.'"

Alex growled, I am not that! You just don't understand that awesome people have to be patient! Now go and bother someone else, like the little bugger you are.

When the voice did not respond, Alex smirked. You see, when her first voice 'disappeared' she got a new one. Well it wasn't really knew, see this voice is the 'person' that takes 'control' when she hears the sound of a clock.

Alex didn't like her because she reminded her too much of an evil marsh mellow. You had to be careful when the bad ones were around but the good ones are so good.

Knowing tea was going to be a while and also seeing the sun setting, Alex got up so that she could change into something else. Slipping on a plain shirt with a grey cardigan and black sweatpants, she also went to get her trainers on.

"Might as well go for a walk later."

Knowing that there was nothing else she could do until she had dinner-because Alex liked walking around at night, she laid down on the couch and smiled at MSF 22. "Night buddy, wake me up when dinner is ready. Please don't be like last time where you barely said anything."

Closing her eyes, Alex fell asleep immediately.

When she next opened her eyes, she saw something that was not there before.

On the little table sat a small clear bottle with a heart-shaped cap. Inside it was a blue liquid.

She quirked her eyebrows at it before suddenly clutching her head.

"It tastes horrible!"

"You look like her, yet you don't… And you have eyes! You're a foreigner!"

"The things you have been told…are all lies."

"Alice didn't disappear, she betrayed us. She went running off with theWriter."

"You see in our world we do not have hearts, instead we have clocks."

"Wonderland is a big FAT lie~"

Alex clutched her head tighter, not recognizing the other voices besides her own. It hurt to think about it and she wanted it to stop. Looking at the cause, the little bottle, she unconsciously picked it up and hurled it at the nearest thing.

The mirror.

Instead of hearing the sound of shattering glass, she heard nothing. Luckily the voices had stopped but now she was wondering why there was no noise.

OMG, THERE IS A GHOST IN HERE! YAY! I HOPE IT'S CASPER!

She finally glanced up from her happy thoughts to see where the bottle had landed and twitched her head in confusion when she found it.

It looked as if the bottle was stuck in the mirror, for it was just planted in the middle of the mirror. However neither the mirror or bottle looked damaged.

Standing up, putting her finger against her lips in a 'shush' movement to her stick friend, she approached the mirror and began inspecting it. She first tapped the bottle, yet it did not move making her giddy.

"Finally a mystery! Though why did it have to be so lame like 'the mystery of the bottle stuck in the mirror?'"

She then touched the mirror but immediately recoiled. Instead of feeling the hard solid surface, the mirror felt more like liquid, a watery substance. She then touched it again and felt her hand slide through the glass.

She was about to pull her hand back when suddenly she couldn't move.

Something had grabbed her hand.

Pulling as hard as she could, her hand would not budge. She looked to her stick friend in desperation but MSF 22 just sat there. Her next option was to shout for Kyle, but then she felt herself being pulled towards the mirror. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see herself impact into a mirror.

"MON STICKY FRIEND, CALL 991! THE MIRROR IS EVIL!"

Was the last thing she yelled.

"You can open your eyes kid, I haven't got all day for you to be in a frozen state."

Opening her eyes Alex immediately noticed that she was not in her room. No, she was in a long bleak corridor with floating mirrors situated around. Finally she noticed two people stood in front of her.

The first one was a male with short blonde hair and bright brown eyes. His skin was tanned giving the impression that he liked to be in the sun a lot. He was dressed in a gold and red robe with black pants and boots. Around his neck was a necklace with the words 'Dodo' written on it.

The second one, who happened to be the one who talked to her first, was a male with dark reddish hair and narrowed grey eyes. He had pale skin and a scowl set upon his face. Dressed in a black tank top with leather pants and chains around him, he seemed to be a dark fellow. The most noticeable thing about him was the fact that he had two big grey mouse ears and a tail.

"Dude! You have a tail growing out of your butt!" Alex exclaimed, pointing it out as though the man himself didn't know.

"I know that," the reddish-haired man growled, "I was born with it dipstick."

How dare that man! Calling Alex a dipstick! She didn't dip sticks!

Before she could retaliate, the mouse man had grabbed her and began dragging her down the hall. She noticed that in his free hand he held the bottle that she tried to kill.

Maybe this was the bottle's revenge?

"Hello there! My name is Alexiel Bonnaire!" The other man spoke up, a cheery tone in his voice opposed to the other man.

"The grump head dragging you is John, I would tell you his last name but he might kill me and I really don't want to die. So, you're a foreigner? Well of course you are, but I can't believe I'm meeting you Alex! It's such an honour! So, after we get to the base, want to go to my room? I know this great thing we can do, it's called se-"

"Bonnaire, shut the heck up! You're giving me a headache! Can't believe Hannah made me take you with me."

"It was either me or Mr White~!"

"I'd rather stick with the rabbit then you!"

Alex was so confused! Where were these weird men taking her? Maybe they were part of a cult and trying to use her as a sacrifice.

"NO! I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR SACRIFICE!"

John grabbed her face and moved closer to her, his breath practically fanning her face. "Listen brat, I know how you acted in the main area and it's not going to help you here. So shut up and be quiet."

Alex whined but was immediately ripped out of the mouse-man's arms and into Alexiel's arms. "There there Alex, I need you happy so I can fully make love to you."

"Huh?"

"Bonnaire, didn't I just tell you TO SHUT THE HECK UP!"

"Waah! Alex, John is being mean to me!"

"Bad Mr Mouse!"

"I give up!"

It was then they arrived at John and Alexiel's apparent location.

A giant hole.

Alex had a sense of déjà vu. "Why are we next to a hole?"

"Oh~Because we are going to jump down it!"

"Oh…MSF 22! HELP!"

John quickly took the cap off of the bottle and shoved it into Alex's open mouth, much to her shock. She ended up swallowing the contents and felt herself shudder.

She took note that it tasted metallic and bitter yet it smelt like smoked metal.

"It tastes horrible!"

And then both John and Alexiel each grabbed her arms and jumped down the hole, dragging Alex with them.

"AGH! CURSE YOU BIRDBRAIN AND RODENT MAN!"

A/N: There you go, another chapter. I know Alex seemed a lot calmer but bare in mind I'm keeping all the good stuff for this world. So yeah, she has a split personality that will be shown a lot here.

I think you can already guess which roles Alexiel and John are.

Shinigami's-Neko-Gaki was the reviewer who guessed the summaries song correctly. It's called 'I'm a nut!'

R&R

-Tailsdoll123