The Dark Forest. Home of Evil and monsters beyond imagination. This was the forest that all those fairytales are about, but its much worse. Movie makers try to sugar coat the fairy tales, but look up a few fairy tales from their homeland, and it'll end bloody.

And we were going right into it.

"Dang Makayla, you know how to pick 'em." Blanc commented as we avoided more vines. The forest was very thick, with limited amounts of light. "Ha ha, very funny. Its not like we had a choice! Do you wanna save all of Underland, or do you wanna complain?" I asked, removing a briar from my skirt.

Blanc just laughed and followed me deeper into the forest.

That was when the tree's started to shake. Something was coming. Something big. I turned around to Blanc with a scared expression on. He returned it in the same fear. But, he walked in front of me bravely. It was sweet

Then there was the stomping. The ground shoot and the tree's swayed. It was coming closer, and closer. I raised my sword. Blanc pulled daggers and held them inbetween his fingers, like claws. Good. He had a weapon.

Then the creature stepped forward. It looked like it used to be a tree... But it was mutated, and made alive. It was affected by the Evil. It was huge.

It seemed to not notice us at first. I guess it was kinda slow. Then, of course it noticed us. It looked down at us, and roared. It was Mad. Not angry mad... but Mad. As in insane. It stepped towards us, and we went into action.

Blanc launched himself at it, and started throwing his daggers. Apparently he had an unlimited supply. "Careful not to touch him! If you do, we will discover how the evil affects us!" I shouted to Blanc as i charged the monster as well.

I slashed my sword at its legs, and i think i used the sword like a pro! It was so light and well balanced. It was like the sword was meant to be mine. And i loved it.

We were able to knock him over, and we were out for the final blow... when another one came. It must of heard its companions frantic roars and screams, and came to its rescue. I really didn't care... Because now we had 2 of these things to deal with.

The monster that was up and healthy (Lets call it monster2) charged towards us. The monster that was on the ground (Monster1) pushed us away from him so he could get up. Unfortunately, that meant touching one of us.

Blanc took the blow and flew back. I had no time to think about him at the moment. I was faced with 2 monsters that i couldn't touch.

I charged them, my sword raised. I was going to try something new. Something that everyone in Underland learns to do. When their older. I basically knew how to do it, but i had never tried.

I had picked up speed, and was closing in on Monster2. The monster looked at me with absolutely no expression, and prepared to attack me.

I was right in front of the beast, and then i jumped as high as i could into the air.

I concentrated on what i wanted to do. I put everything i had into doing it, and then, it just happened.

I exploded into a swarm of purple and black butterflies. I flew around Monster2, and landed behind it. I swirled around and thrusted my sword into its back.

Monster2 froze, unable to move. I twisted the sword, and put all my weight into it.

Then, it was like it was decomposing... except faster. Right before my eyes, the giant tree monster turned into compost.

Monster1 looked at me in shock. Then, in anger. It charged at me, teeth bared, and eyes red. I did the same thing. I burst into the butterfly state, and then appeared behind it. I whirled around and stabbed it first in the foot, then in the back.

But, it didn't work like last time. Monster1 expected the same thing, and then hardened his back so i couldn't get my blade any deeper.

I pulled out my sword. I had to think.

I started slashing, cutting its legs and hands. I actually cut one of its hands off, and then got a leg, right behind the knee.

Where i had cut body parts off, it started to decompose. I smiled. These guys were big softies under their armor.

I kept slashing, until all its limbs were off and it was decomposing faster than Blanc can run...

Blanc! After i made sure the monster was dead, i rushed to where i remember Blanc was thrown.

"Blanc? Blanc, where are you!?" I called, looking through the vines and mushrooms. Alot of them were broken because of our fight, and could be hiding him

"Over here..." Blanc moaned. I followed the sound of his voice to a particularly viney area.

He was starting to get up, but was clearly dazed and dizzy. I walked over and around mushrooms and trees to reach him.

I helped him sit up. "Are you ok?" I asked, checking to make sure he wasn't hurt too bad.

"Am i ok? Are you ok?" He asked, trying to look at me clearly. "Im fine... but i think you hit you're head." I examined.

He nodded. "I don't doubt that." He sighed, and rubbed his head.

I pulled out my back pack... my wondrous backpack. "Medicine kit."I commanded, and the box shot up like a rocket.

I started digging through the kit, and found it had a lot of supplies in it. I took out a roll of bandages and a Twister Ice Pack.

I started to wrap the bandages around his head, scolding him every time he moved. "Thanks for the first aid." He commented.

"No problem!" I responded, before twisting the Twisted Ice Pack, causing it to become icy cold.

I placed the pack on the large pump on his head. "That should do it." I said, admiring my work. But, Blanc winced at something on his head.

I moved around him, and found a cut right behind his ear (Remember, he has rabbit ears, so the cut is right on top of his head.)

"Yikes." I gasped as i inspected the wound. "What? What is it?" Blanc asked, concern in his voice.

"Uh, you have a little cut... Ok, scratch that! You have a big cut!" I gasped, inspecting his wound. It was really deep!

I heard Blanc gulp. "Ok, now it really hurts..." He muttered, and put his hand up to the cut. "Blanc, NO!"I shouted, but i was too late.

He felt the cut... and the blood. He brought his hand around to look at what wetness was on his fingers.

His eyes widened, and his face turned green. One thing i should mention about my good friend Blanc. He can stand the sight of blood... just not his own!

Blanc crawled away on his hands and knees. I knew what he was doing, and what would happen next.

I looked away, and plugged my ears. He knows i can't stand the sight or sound of puke. The smell is fine... just sound or smell... So thats why he's crawling away.

I waited for around 5 minutes. He was probably seeing if he was going to do it anymore before getting me.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and he walked in front of me with his hands on my shoulders. He smiled in apology, and gently removed my fingers from ears.

"Sorry about that." He said with embarrassment all over his face. "Its ok... It wasn't your fault." I smiled.

I realized he was still holding my hands! I blushed, my ears feeling hot. I think he was realizing this too, for he blushed before slowly releasing my hands.

"Now, lets get that cut fixed." I stated, and led him over to the medicine kit.

I sat him in front of me, and examined the wound again. It was deep... and a bandage wouldnt fix it... I would need to...

"Um... i may need to stitch it up." I explained. Blanc's ears shot up. He was surprised, and nervous.

"Uh... have you ever stitched up a person?" He asked, sounding more nervous then i thought. "Uh, not a person... but i stitched you're rabbit when a dog got at it!" I reminded him.

He didn't seem any less relieved. I sighed. "Your just going to have to trust me!" I said, kind of hurt that he didn't.

He turned around. "I do trust you! I'm just nervous..." He trailed off. "Whatever." I grumbled.

I turned to my backpack. "Razer." I commanded. It shot into my hand, but i was careful not to cut sliced.

I turned back to Blanc, and started to shave the area around the cut, careful to not get any hair into the wound or get his ears.

Finally, there was no hair near the wound. I got out a needle and thread from the medicine box, threaded it, and looked for the best way to start.

"Im about to start... Its going to hurt some..." I stated, and looked around. I found a stick. "Bite this." I ordered.

He did. I looked at the wound again, and found a good place to start.

"RRMMFF! RAAAAARG!" Blanc screamed as i did each stitch. It hurt both him and me to do this. I never liked hurting him in any way.

After i finished stitching and cleaning the wound, Blanc decided to lay down and take a nap. I was going to follow his example... but something was bugging me.

The monster had touched Blanc. And the monster had Evil in him... So how did it affect Blanc? When he woke up, he would have to tell me what happened.

I sat there, thinking. Then a light popped on in my head. I grabbed my backpack. "Tea box, please." I commanded, and caught the box as it found its way to the top. "Fire sack as well if you don't mind." I asked, and caught the sack.

Smiling, i started the fire in a flash. I pulled the kettle out of the Tea box, and walked over to a stream. Filling it up, i also put a purifier in it so the water was clean.

I walked back over to the fire and set the kettle on the overhanging hook. The kettle swayed back and forth a little, but found its balance and settled down.

I knew i didn't have to do this. I'm a Hatter! For centuries, Hatters have had the ability to summon tea, already prepared, from thin air.

But, it was something about making it. I loved making things, and fixing things. It was a sense of accomplishment.

As i was finishing another cup of tea, Blanc started to move around.

"You finally woke up?" I asked. Blanc sat up, and blinked a few times, trying to wake himself up.

"How long was i out?" He asked, looking at me and then the sky. "A few hours." I replied as i started to pour another cup.

"Wheres my jacket?" He asked. I pointed to the bags. He walked over on his knees and pulled his jacket from in between the bags.

I began to pour him a cup. "So, did the surgery go well?" He asked, sitting down with me for tea. I chuckled.

"I think so... its just..." I trailed off. "What?" He asked, looking at me curiously.

I felt my hand. "I was wearing my ring before i stitched you're head... but i cant find it..." I trailed off, then looked at him in alarm.

Blanc was kinda slow at first, but then his eyes slowly became the size of saucers. "Are you serious?" Blanc asked.

I looked at him with a worried and scared face. Then, i couldn't contain it. "BWA HAHAHA!" I cracked up.

"No! There's no ring! I don't wear rings!" I laughed. Blanc looked at me like i was crazy, than began cracking up too.

After we finished we laugh attack, we began drinking tea.

"So, we'll spend the night here. In the morning, we'll need to get going." Blanc explained, looking at our handy dandy map.

I just nodded.