Hello everyone! Now, this is the part of the story where segments from the game come into play as well as some dialogue. I do not own these parts, if it wasn't obvious enough, but I do own Alphonse, Helen, and the newest character you will be meeting soon. So now enjoy chapter 2!

I would also like to thank my first reviewer pixelhuskey! Thank you for reviewing! When you all review it makes me happy so please do! Also if you have something to say say it in a respectable way!

P.S. On a side note one of my friends suggest to you that you read the first part of this story while listening to Motzart's Lacrimosa. You can if you want and if it works let me know!


Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock

Darkness. Complete and utter darkness surrounded him as the faint ticking continued.

"Where am I?" Alphonse wondered while looking though the emptiness.

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock

Suddenly out of the darkness came a key; a golden key that hung from a gold chain. They both gleamed in the darkness as though they both had a light shining on them. Soon another key dropped and then another and another.

Alphonse stood there as a key dropped down in front of his face while more continued to pour from the dark. He reaches out a pale hand and gently touches the cold metal. In a flash the key turned into ash and the black ground he was standing on began to crack. Out of the crack beamed a bright red light. In a matter of seconds Alphonse found himself falling down into the red glowing pit and soon the glowing stopped and he was once again in the darkness, only floating.

"Come now Alice, it's only a dream." came a rather calm voice from the dark. It almost sounded familiar.

"It's not a dream, it's…a memory. And it makes me sick!"

'That voice. It couldn't be…' he thought.

"Alice?" Alphonse asked out loud as he continued to float in the abyss.

Soon he found himself surrounded by playing cards, yet they were all of the same card; the Queen of Hearts.

"Now, focus. Wait…You're floating, again." came the calm voice. "Weightless…a cipher…relax."

Soon the calm voice was drowned out by the clamor of metal and the roaring of a crowd. From Alphonse's point of view it looked as if there was a war going on in the little huddle of people. As he looked over the crowd of noise he saw a figure on a heart shaped throne. Fire surrounded the figure as well as long reddish tentacles.

"Fire! I'm in Hell!" cried Alice only this time it sounded a bit distorted.

"Forget it!" retorted the calm voice. "Abandon that memory. It's unproductive. Go…to Wonderland."

"I can't. I'm trapped…" came her voice again which Alphonse began to think sounded almost like his.

"In my past."

This time he heard it, both his voice and Alice's voice responding, but he had yet to open his mouth.

The next thing he saw was Alice and himself as they both gazed on into the night while their home was a blaze. The fire whipped in the night air as Alphonse's younger self touched his burned face to see he was bleeding. Alice clutched to her worn out rabbit as she reached for Alphonse's hand, which he extended to her.

"No Alice!" came the other voice as sudden waves of water drowned out the burning house and green hills and trees popped up in their place as the water settled into a stream.

"Discard that delusion. Forget it. Go to Wonderland."

"I'd rather not, Doctor." Alice's voice, now normal again, replied. "My Wonderland's shattered. It's dead to me."

"Your preference doesn't signify, girl. Now Alice, where are you?"

As Alphonse took in his surroundings he found himself on a floating lily pad with a rabbit in a tail coat and top hat. The rabbit, who was around Alphonse's size it seemed, looked at him with kind large eyes as he sipped tea pass his two large front teeth. In between them was a pot of tea and another cup that he guessed must be his.

"I'm sailing. With a friend! Hmmm. It's different somehow. Things have changed."

Alphonse looked around to see if he could find Alice anywhere only to see no one. It was almost as if he was sitting in her place.

"Change is good." came the doctor. "It's the first link in the chain of forgetting."

Suddenly the rabbit began to twitch violently as his head cocked to the side. His eyes began to twitch as well as his stared at Alphonse.

"I say…what's wrong Rabbit?" said Alphonse, "Rabbit are you mad?"

"That's not right." came the doctor's voice.

Just then the rabbit's eye popped out of its socket and blood began to pour out.

"What's wrong?" he cried. "What in bloody hell is going on?"

"What's wrong?" spoke the rabbit as he convulsed more. "Raaattther-"

He was cut off as his head soon went flying off and he began to spew blood from his neck which turned into a thick black sludge.

"No, not that!" cried Alphonse, only this time the distorted voice of Alice joined him in his cry.

Just then the clear blue water turned into the black sludge as well as the green meadows turned red like blood. The trees had rotted as fire surrounded the landscape. Pale doll faces began to float to the surface of the sludge as pale doll arms sprung up reaching and grabbing into the air.

"Don't struggle Alice. Let the new Wonderland emerge."

Alphonse looked around as the rabbit's black blood flew onto his face.

"Pollution! Corruption! It's killing me!" his distorted voice shouted.

"Wonderland is destroyed! My mind is in ruins!"

Suddenly Alphonse found himself in the sludge gasping for air as he waved about to keep himself from going under. In a flash a pale doll arm reached up and began to grab at him and then another and another. All dragging him down into the darkness once more.

"Forget it, Alice. Block that dream!" called the doctor.

Soon the arms had surrounded him as he let out a bloodcurdling scream before he was dragged down into the black depths.


Alphonse jolted awake screaming as sweat rolled down his face. He looked around to see a woman with a scared and confused look on her face stare at him. She had dark brown skin and her black hair was in tight curls around her face. She looked at him with large hazel eyes and reached out to touch him. He flinched at her movements and she flinched back.

The sound of clicking heels where heard as Helen came running into the library. She paused in the doorway and placed a hand over her heart.

"Is everything okay? I heard a scream." she said.

The other woman looked back at Alphonse and raised her hand to point at him. "Him." was all she said as she then got up and left.

Helen looked at Alphonse as she rushed over to him.

"Are you alright?" she asked kneeling down. She place her hand on his cheeks and forehead to see if he had a fever.

"I'm...I'm fine." he said panting some. His long black hair covered most of his face and he realized he must look like he still belonged in the asylum.

"Just a little nightmare. Nothing to bad."

It had been only three days since his leave and he settled down in Helen's small home, using her lounge couch in her library as a make shift bed. Her home was quite small, and didn't even have enough room for her or the other woman who lived with her. She collected so many nicknacks and had each room filled with books; ranging from medical text to fiction stories.

"Umm, if you don't mind me asking, who was that?" asked Alphonse as he straightened himself out.

Helen, who had moved over into the chair the other woman was seated in, looked at the doorway. "Oh, I met her on a trip to America. She said she didn't really have anywhere else to go and wanted to know if she could come with me."

"What's her name?"

"Lottie, she is really very nice but horrifically shy and doesn't speak much. She mostly just sits and tinkers with things I have around the house. Little clocks and such. But are you sure you're fine?"

"Yes, yes, I'm fine. Actually, I think I'll take a walk for awhile." Alphonse said as he began to get up from the uncomfortable couch. After that dream he really needed to clear his head.

Helen eyed him for a moment before reaching into her apron pocket and pulling out a slip of paper. "Well I guess while your out you can go get these things I need to finish dinner."

She handed Alphonse the slip as he tucked it away in his pants pocket.

"I'll be back in a few minutes." he said as he started down for the front door.

As he was walking he passed Lottie, who was tinkering with a small mantel clock. She looked up to reach for something and somehow made contact with Alphonse. He smiled at her while she only quickly returned to her clock. He gave a small chuckle as he left the house.


Okay! like I said this is where the video game elements come in and don't worry we will also be getting to Wonderland soon. :)