Disclaimer: Don't own anything except original characters. All material (c) to respective owners. I write these for fun and make no profit. They're just random plot bunnies that live within my strange mind.

A/N: Hatter may not be like he should be but keep in mind that everyone hurt changes a bit and sometimes it takes a good kick in the pants to be nice. lol
At some point the rating may change in later chapters, have to see what happens.

Chapter 3: Stone Cold Crazy

She was quite sure the mouse hated her; the others did not know her and this huge animal would make a short snack of her. She froze noting the animal growl before walking toward her, his odor faded the closer he got allowing her to breath normally again. She stood slowly, remembering it was not wise to run and make herself seem like prey.

The Bandersnatch circled her, his rough coarse fur brushing her bare arms before she noted a strange sound coming from his throat. He sounded uncertain and distressed by her, she met his yellow eyes before offering her hand up in a placating gesture, he growled before pinning his ears back and sniffing at her.

Cheshire seemed interested in the Bandersnatchs' behavior as did the others, the one that seemed the most confused was the large beast itself. It lowered allowing the two animals guiding her to climb on its back before growling low when MallyMkun insisted on her presence with them.

"He doesn't like me." Alysia retorted sourly noting the animal bristle at her attempt to move to join the others.

"Not our problem." MallyMkun replied.

"That little fur ball I would love to feed her to the cat but he seems on good terms with her." Her hard look on the mouse seemed to trigger the Bandersnatch to follow her every move. "I won't hurt her." She offered still frustrated by the mixed signals the animal was giving off.

He sniffed at her hair, forcing her hair to flutter into her eyes before he made that awful sound making her feel sorry for him, she had a distinct feeling it was because of unbidden puzzlement and she could put together a few reasons why.

She guided her hand slowly onto the animals' nose, regardless of the warning growl she got and noted with relief when it nuzzled her hand. His nose was warm and very wet; she smiled before rubbing her hand on her makeshift outfit and climbing onto the Bandersnatch.

All three present were amazed by the animals' acceptance of her presence, even more so when she had touched its nose. To their knowledge, the animal had hated most everyone except for Mirana, the Hatter and Alice. She clung to the beast when it sprinted off into the forest of mushrooms.

Alysia closed her eyes tightly ignoring her surroundings and hearing the mouse whooping happily off to her side. She hated rides at the fair and decided she did not much like riding the Bandersnatch. She could deal with not seeing how fast they were going and judging by the various frightened sounds by the white rabbit she was glad she did not want to see where they were headed.

It felt like hours as she clung to the ever changing direction animal, more times than she cared to think she had nearly fallen off and only succeeded in remaining as she was when the animal would shift sharply clearly feeling her nearly falling off of him. She was grateful for the creatures' clear foresight to her dilemma but wished she had remembered what he was beforehand. Her grandmother had explained her great, great, great, grandmother had befriended this thing all those years ago and now she was riding it.

"Time in this world is very different than home." She dutifully noted getting suspicious of the small mouse tormenting her and wondering if she had done the same to her ancestor before her. The animal halted suddenly in front of a massive white castle, before charging down a white brick walkway into a garden of beautiful trees.

He stopped so sharply Alysia lost her hold and flew over top of the Bandersnatchs head rolling to a stop at someone's feet. She groaned painfully before glancing slowly up seeing a woman eyeing her in brief distress before her expression turned confused, she was literally white as marble, her hair, everything except for her nails, lips and the pattern on her dress. They were black, she gathered by the strange design of everything being white this was the white Queen Mirana and she was lying at royalties' feet.

"Oh dear, are you alright?" she seemed to get over her upset before watching the dark haired girls green gaze move tiredly to her previous companions before seeing the Bandersnatch pin his ears almost like it was apologizing for her fall.

"I don't know yet…your majesty." She decided it would not be wise to be snotty to the one person that may give her answers, at least not yet.

She glowered at the cat waltzing casually up to her side before glancing up at the queen. "This is the one Absolem led to us Queen Mirana, but she isn't Alice."

Sighing Alysia wished hearing those words did not bother her as much as she let them. Therefore, what if she was not Alice; she was still related and found this completely impossible situation hard to swallow. Even with all she knew, this was so absurd she felt a headache coming on and rubbed her temples. She spotted the mouse race past her quickly looking alarmed to say the least and heard various discomforting sounds all around her.

"Hatter!"

Alysia slowly allowed her eyes to follow the mouse to an approaching man. He is tall adorned in an aged looking suit that seemed to change color as he approached. The various patterns making her dizzy watching his pale face contort slightly with varying emotions. His top hat appeared to be covering wild red hair that looked like someone had shocked him and as she looked closer, she saw his eyes shift from a pale yellow to a dark green and then an almost blood red.

"This can't be good." She saw him stop before glaring down at the mouse; she did not like the animal but did not really feel the need to watch her become a smear on the tall man's shoe. Before she could gather her wits and aid the small mouse, he walked around her and started forward again. Her ears detected intangible words, some of them she was positive would probably equal cursing in her own world and found herself glancing up seeing a sad sort of look in Mirana's eyes.

"Tarrant, please let me." Mirana's soft voice clearly went ignored in the man's current venomous rage.

Alysia found herself quickly turning to the approaching man and meeting those hard red fiery eyes. "She isn't her, she isn't my Alice!" that was clear after she had only heard elusive words from him all the way to where he was a few steps from possibly attacking her.

"There it is again." Her lip turned down sourly at the repetitive phrase, she was growing greatly to despise the world she was thrown into. A decisive sharp 'Hatter' seemed to snap him out of his rage, unfortunately his evil look did not fade and his eyes remained a dark green with the briefest hints of red.

She moved her eyes to the soft-spoken White Queen at her side staring up at the angrily breathing man. "Please, let me sort this out Hatter." She pleaded seeing his dark expression never waver from the unnerved Alysia at their feet.

He seemed very much in a refusal state to leave them, guessing that correctly she saw him walk quietly past her and place a hand stroking down the Bandersnatch's coat his eyes never leaving her. She managed to regain some substance of her body and climb to her feet. She hated feeling like an insect and turned seeing an unpleasant sort of mirth in the man's expression.