YAy! thanks for the reviews guys! So heres the next chapter. Hope yalls enjoy it! Please dont forget to review.

Alice finds herself dreaming of this man yet again and it makes her think twice about where her home truly is. Trouble might be brewing in Underland, will Alice regain her memories in order to become Underland's Champion once more?

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"Mad as a hatter…"

Tarrant Hightop was awakened from a nap by a familiar voice. The sound seemed so far away, but he could swear he felt warmth by his cheek as if someone had whispered to him. He opened his eyes slowly and brought a bandaged finger to his cheek. He sighed loudly and shook his head before taking in his surroundings. He was once again at the head of the tea table in front of a broken down windmill. He shook his head as he took out a pocket watch.

"When are you coming home, Alice?" he whispered softly to himself as he stared at an empty chair to his right.


"When are you coming home, Alice?"

Alice Kingsley found herself jolted from deep sleep. She found herself sitting up in bed, her chest heaving as she takes in shallow breaths.

"That voice" she whispers to herself. "I know that voice," she says as she closes her eyes. She takes a few deep breaths as she consciously tries to make her heart beat slower. Once she has relaxed, she tries to piece together pieces of her dream.

"It's always the same dream, but this time…" she paused. She felt her heart beat faster. "This time, I heard his voice," she said as she clutched the pouch on the end of the chain around her neck. "I couldn't have imagined that voice. It must be real… he- he must be real," she said as she hugged her knees to her chest. "But if he is real, how do I know him? Where have I seen him before? Why does he keep invading my dreams every night?" she asked. Her mind was barraged by a million questions when her trance was broken by a sharp knock on the door. Before she could say a word, the door swung open and Mrs. Wallace rushed in excitedly.

"Good Morning Miss!" she greeted. "Up early I see!" she said as she busied herself with a basin and a washcloth.

"Good Morning Mrs. Wallace" Alice said weakly as she rubber her eyes.

"Quickly now Miss, get washed up! I will have a bath ready for you in a few minutes" The woman said as she rushed into the bathroom. Alice smiled to herself as she reached for the washcloth.

"I've picked out the perfect dress for you today!" Mrs. Wallace called from the bathroom. "Hurry now Alice! You have breakfast with Lord Ascot this morning, and later on today… well, I hear from a few of the sailors that we'll be hitting land soon" she said excitedly. Alice hitched a breath in her throat at hearing the last remark.

"Land?" Alice whispered.

"Yes! That's what I heard!" Mrs. Wallace said as she came out of the door with a towel in hand. Alice sat frozen for a moment.

"Happy to be home eh?" Mrs. Wallace joked as she motioned for Alice to get into the bath.

"Yes… just thrilled" Alice whispered.

Alice walked as if in a trance down a narrow hallway to the dining area. The thought of coming home has hit her quite hard. They've been at sea for a few months after they left Asia and the idea of coming home has never truly been a reality until today. Although she has missed her home and her family dearly, she loved the freedom that she received from travelling the world. Never having to deal with the rules of society, never having to think of being married off to some Lord. She loved the sights and sounds of new worlds. She feels her heart felt heavy in her chest as she thought of home.

"Home…"she sighed as s small frown plagued her lips.

"Remember your way home," she remembers.

"I know the way home, but do I even want to go back?" Alice found herself responding. Her heart skips a beat as she feels a warm whisper in her ear.

"When are you coming home, Alice?" the voice says. Her cheeks flush as she feels goose bumps on her skin.

"Is this man… is he asking me to come home to London? Or could it be that he means… somewhere else?" Alice thought to herself. Alice found herself thinking of her home in London. The manicured lawns, the lively society parties she would surely have to attend, women in their intricate ball gowns, and the men in their dull top hats. "Who ever created a rule that men have to dress so stuffily" she smirked. "Those boring penguins in their dreary suits" she giggled. "Now an interesting man would wear, let's see," she thought. "A man I might find interesting would probably wear loads of different colors!" she said as she made her way down another narrow hallway. "Maybe mismatched socks or a colorful bowtie!" she laughed. She found her mood being lifted as she thought of her mother's reaction to showing up at a society party with a man wearing such an ensemble. "Oh she would be quite cross" Alice giggled to herself as she covered her lips with a gloved hand.

"Who would be quite cross, My Dear?" said a familiar voice from behind her.

"Lord Ascot!" Alice exclaimed. "Good Morning!" She said as she stopped to wait for the Older Gentleman.

"Miss Kingsley, are you talking to yourself?" he joked. "You should steer clear form those habits, you are going home, and knowing your mother, she will have a line of suitors waiting for you" she said as he held out his elbow for his younger companion, "they might think of you as odd if they learn that you like to talk to yourself" he laughed.

"Well, if my mother finds a suitor who is also talks to himself in the mornings, then I would like to meet him" Alice laughed. "And he would have to believe ten impossible things before breakfast" she added. "He would have to have given serious thought to flying, and he would have to like to dress in mismatched colors" Alice giggled. "If mother can find a suitor like that, then I wouldn't protest," she joked.

"Everyday, I become more and more sure that you and my son would not have been a good pair at all" Lord Ascot laughed as he led Alice through large double doors to the dining area. "Where oh where do you get these ideas from Alice?" he laughed. "A man wearing mismatched colors, and dreams of flying?" he laughed as he pulled out a seat for the young lady.

"Yes!" Alice agreed. "And he should be able to tell me all sorts of riddles!" she added. "And jokes, he should be able to make me laugh" Alice said. "Someone like that, I could spend hours, days, years with!" she caught herself saying. She felt a blush creeping into her cheeks at the thought of talking about a man so bluntly with her old friend.

"I see you've put much thought into this?" Lord Ascot said, raising a brow at the blushing girl across from him at the table.

"Not… not really" Alice responded meekly.

"Well it seems as though you have!" The older man laughed.

"Well, I haven't really given it much thought to be quite honest, these things just pop into my head! Like… almost as if it's a memory"

"So you're telling me, Alice, that you've met such a gentleman before?" Lord Ascot pried.

"No, I assure you, I haven't" Alice said quickly. "But it feels like I have…" she said, confused.

"Well, if you ever, one day, find this gentleman of yours, then I would be very happy for you, My Dear." Lord Ascot said as he poured two cups of tea. "Although, I'm afraid, young Alice, that it might be rather problematic for you to find such a young man in our world" he joked.

"Yes, you're right. Which means I would have to deal with the stuffy suitors my mother has planned for me" she huffed.

"Oh don't worry about that dear! I'm sure she will give you a few days rest before she brings them in!" Lord Ascot laughed. The pair shared a lovely breakfast before hearing the loud ringing of a bell. There was a commotion outside and soon enough, Alice found herself making her way towards the bow of the ship. A few men were excitedly cheering and pointing at the horizon. Alice runs up to the bow and pushes her way through a crowd of excited sailors before letting out a small gasp. In the distance, she sees a small sliver of land across the horizon.

"There it is" said a voice behind her. "Young Alice, were home" Lord Ascot said as he gently pat her shoulder.

"Yes… there it is" Alice whispered as she felt her heart grow heavier.


"You will be in power once more, My Queen"

"You have said this many times, yet I am still here, rotting away"

"We have devised a plan, My Queen"

"And who's to say this plan will work"

"The Oracullum, your Highness"

"The…Oracullum? Show me!"

Three hooded figures whisper to each other for a moment before one presents a black scroll from beneath her sleeves.

"That is not the Oracullum! I have seen it, touched it, it was in my possession once, and that is not it!"

"The Oracullum you speak of is not alone in predicting the future of Underland, your Highness."

"That Oracullum has a twin…"

"A sister, if you will"

"Cut from the same parchment, it shows us what we need to know"

"Sh- show me this prophecy you speak of!"

One of the hooded figures hand one side of the scroll to another and unrolled it slowly. Another waves her fingers at the pitch-black parchment and soon enough, red markings appear on the blank scroll.

"The Red Queen will rule Underland once more" one of the hooded individuals whisper as she points a clawed finger at an image on the black page. A woman in red garb sits on a throne, to her right kneels a woman in white, bound and in tears. In another area of the parchment, another image is beginning to appear.

"Her! I know that mess of hair anywhere!"

"Yes, unfortunately she can spoil our plan."

"She is the White Queen's champion after all"

"But you said she's forgotten! You showed me yourself! She doesn't remember!"

"She's starting to, your Highness"

"Be quiet!" hissed one of the individuals in black.

"We have devised a plan to keep her away from here"

"Trust us, My Queen"

"You will once again rule Underland"


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