A/N: I know it took me longer than I planned to update, but due to that nice hurricane Irene, I lost power. Yippee. So, I really hope that anyone who is reading this enjoys it because I am working really hard to make the chapters good and update quickly. If you do like it then… tell your friends! I'm just kidding, but if you wanted to tell your friends I'd be cool with that… Enjoy!

My Shattered Life

Alice's P.O.V

Just before Mad March had managed to inflict any real damage to Alice, the door burst open.

With his knife held inches away from her neck, March smiled insanely.

"Hatter. It's nice to see you so soon. However, I was looking forward to torturing your girlfriend, in case you were wondering. You seem to enjoy ruining my fun," March greeted.

Alice couldn't see her boyfriend, but March seemed sure.

Her suspicions were proved right when a deep, British voice replied, "Why do you think I came so quickly?"

Alice felt tears prick the corners of her eyes and she yelled out, "Get the hell out of here, Hatter! He'll kill you!"

Mad March moved to the side enough so Alice could see him.

He was wearing cocky grin and his face read nonchalant, but Alice knew that the way he was clenching his jaw and balling his fists were an indicator that he was a mix of angry and scared.

He shrugged calmly, catching Alice's eye, and answered, "Been there. Done that. It doesn't seem that bad to die," he locked eyes with March and continued, "You would know, wouldn't you, Marchie? How many times have I killed you? 8 or 9?"

Mad March's smile faded, replaced by a sneer, and he replied, "Ten, but none of them were as painful as I'm gonna make yours. And no one will bring you back."

Hatter chuckled.

"I don't see anything funny with the knife at Alice's neck," Mad March yelled aggressively.

"Typical March. Always hiding behind one of my loved ones. Do you really think it'll be that hard to beat me without a captive?" HE grew very serious and continued, "Let her go, Marchie. This has nothing to do with her. This is about you and me."

Alice noticed how uncomfortable Hatter appeared in the house and she wondered what had happened here. He faked another smile and glanced back at her briefly before looking back at March.

As if reading her mind, Mad March gestured to their surroundings and said jovially, "How's it feel to be back, Hatter? Does the guilt consume you? You know that you killed them, right?"

Hatter's smile faded slowly and he furrowed his brow. Alice noticed an emotion of guilt wash over him briefly, before he smiled again, resuming his false bravado.

"I didn't set their house on fire like a psycho now did I Marchie? You know, I didn't start that rumor, but I'm sure as hell glad that someone revealed what a psycho you are," Hatter mused nonchalantly, but she could tell how deeply disturbed he was by Mad March's words. They seemed to haunt him.

Alice had to bite her tongue to stop herself from commenting. It must have been one bad rumor. Slowly, she was starting to piece this together.

Mad March's grip around the knife tightened and he replied, "You're such a liar, Hatter. Always were. But I hold all of the cards here, not the other way around."

"Marchie-"Hatter began before being interrupted by Mad March's screech.

"Don't call me that!" Alice flinched and even Hatter looked frightened.

Mad March took three deep and calming breaths before continuing, cockier this time, "I let it happen when we were friends, but no more. Watch what you say because I could leave you alive."

Hatter raised an eyebrow in confusion.

March added, "After I kill her."

Hatter's eyes fluttered shut quickly and he took a deep breath.

"Please," he pleaded, "You can kill me. Leave Alice out of this. You win. I'm begging you. This is what you want. Let her go. We can handle this mono e mono."

"I don't know. I rather enjoy watching you suffer."

"Stop this, March. This is never gonna be enough for you. Why are you doing this?" Hatter pleaded desperately, all traces of his bravado long gone.

"I kill you or I kill her, either way, YOU LOSE!"

Hatter's P.O.V

Hatter frowned deeply.

"What now?" he inquired sadly.

"Well, I'd very much like tot torture you while I decide," seeing Hatter's hesitation, he added, pressing the knife deeper into Alice's throat, drawing blood, "Or I could torture her."

He caught Alice's gaze and it was screaming for him to run and she screamed, "Hatter! No! He's gonna kill me no matter what!"

March grabbed his handkerchief and tied it around Alice's mouth.

Hatter pulled over a slightly less destroyed chair and sat down in it, making a gesture of surrender with his hands.

March smiled evilly again, while Alice struggled against her ropes.

Hatter noted that her hands were merely draped over a pipe, making it easy to just slide her off and carry her out of there.

Mad March whistled and out of nowhere Drs. Dee and Dum entered the house, carrying a toolbox.

"Aah. Too scared to do it yourself? I see. Continue," Hatter teased, although he was on edge himself.

March flinched and replied, "Someone needed to keep the knife to your girlfriends face. Now, Drs."

The doctors drew out electric cattle prod.

One of them, Hatter couldn't tell, struck him a few times, as if to test if they worked, sending a sharp pain in his side.

Hatter bit his lip to keep from crying out.

The doctors immediately began peppering his entire body with shocks until Hatter finally let out a yell.

Mad March smiled evilly.

"Shouldn't we bind him?" Dr. Dee inquired.

"No. Then he can say that there was nothing he could do," Mad March replied.

Even though he was wearing a bulletproof vest, it didn't protect him from the painful shocks. He soon felt wetness on his head.

Suddenly, Alice swung out her legs in a powerful kick, sending Mad March tumbling towards Hatter.

Not missing a beat, Hatter swung out his legs and kicked Mad March into a nearby wall. He quickly grabbed his chair and swung at the doctor to his left, sending him toppling on top of his twin.

Not bothering to fight Mad March, who was trying to scramble to his footing, Hatter ran towards Alice and slung her over his shoulders before jolting towards the door.

Although he was badly injured, Hatter's legs moved swiftly and he quickly ran to a spot where he knew Mad March wouldn't find him.

His secret hideaway.

Alice's P.O.V

Hatter carried Alice through the woods until he settled at a waterfall.

He placed her on the ground and flipped open a switch blade. He quickly began working on her ropes.

Once untied, Hatter removed her gag and pulled her to her feet. Before she had a chance to speak, Hatter practically dragged her along the cliff of the waterfall. As they got closer, she noticed a small cave behind the waterfall and she knew their destination.

Once they reached it Hatter sat down and grimaced at the effort.

"Hatter," Alice breathed, wishing she was wearing more than her blue dress.

"I'm fine," He assured, but he was obviously not fine. He had a large gash on his forehead that was bleeding profusely and he was covered in bruises.

Alice grasped around and grabbed March's handkerchief and pressed it to the wound.

Hatter grimaced again and Alice spoke quickly, "Are you bleeding anywhere else? Are you ok? Will he find us?"

He smiled lightly at her rambling and replied, "No, yes and no. This is my secret place I didn't tell anyone about it, except you, of course, now."

Alice nodded and when she had stemmed the bleeding, sat back across from him and whispered lightly, "Hatter, tell me what happened."

Hatter tensed immediately and Alice grabbed his hand and cradled it in her lap.

"He said you killed him," she added, when he didn't say anything.

"Alice, I didn't go on like a road rage. The other 9 times were in defense. You have to beli-"

"I do," she interrupted.

"What about the first time, Hatter?" She continued.

Hatter looked down, so Alice argued, "You know everything about me, Hatter, and I know almost nothing about you."

Hatter caught her eyes and any trace of a smile was wiped off of his face.

He nodded and replied, "You're right. I'm sorry. If you want to know I'll tell you."

Alice smiled lightly and squeezed his hand.

"I want to know."

Hatter's P.O.V

He nodded again and began, "Mad March and were dear friends, but he had several issues. For one, he was a psychopath. He was killing animals in our neighborhood and someone turned him in. He was shamed. No one would look him in the eye. He wasn't technically an outlaw, but he did have to pay a hefty fine. I was blamed for telling the police and he took it personally. So he took away everything that I had once held dear."

Hatter was attacked by the memory of that day.

Hatter ran as quickly as possible to his home and he prayed that his parents and sister were safe.

When he got there, he wasn't shocked that it was up in flames, so he kicked down the door and ran inside.

He coughed instinctively and held a hand over his mouth.

The smoke made it nearly impossible to see or breath, but he managed to choke out, "MUM! DAD! SOPHIE! PLEASE BE OKAY!"

He instantly found a slightly burnt body on the ground and he crouched by it and recognized it as his father.

"D-dad," he choked, but it had nothing to do with the smoke.

"My boy," he replied lightly.

His face was covered with soot and he had a knife sticking out of large abdomen.

Hatter knew that he wouldn't make it.

If he knew March like he thought he did, this was intentional. He was to be the only survivor.

He probably made it quick for Sophie and his mum, but his Dad was damaged irreparably. He would most certainly die.

However, he asked anyway, "Where's mum and Sophie? Are they alright?"

He smiled lightly, pointed up, and replied, "Get out."

Blood was streaming out of his mouth and it was a wonder he could still speak.

Hatter could hear sirens in the background and he knew he needed to say his goodbyes.

"Did Mad March…?" he began.

His father nodded slightly.

Hatter felt anger rush through him and he was ready to kill Mad March.

He whispered, "I love you dad."

"Love you," his father replied almost imperceptibly.

He didn't speak again and Hatter knew he was dead. He began to sob uncontrollably and he knew he didn't even want to see his beloved mother and sister.

He had always felt particularly close to his father. He loved his mother and his baby sister with all of his heart, but he and his dad had an amazing relationship.

Suddenly he felt hands pulling at him, prying him away from his father, and all he could do was sob uncontrollably.

They put the fire out quickly, but it was destroyed.

His father was pulled out of the wreckage of his once home and his mother soon after.

In pieces.

Mad March had decapitated her.

Hatter let out another sob and he looked around wildly for his sister. He walked to the first man in a uniform and yelled, "Sophie? Where's Sophie?"

The man cocked an eyebrow, "We only found your parents, son. I'm sorry."

Hatter froze. Mad March had Sophie. He had Sophie.

Hatter began sprinting to the valley, ignoring the crowd of people and the officer yelling at him to stop.

When he got there, he did indeed find Mad March he was holding little Sadie against him with a knife to her neck.

The four-year old brunette was dwarfed by the tall gangly boy who was threatening her. He had to crouch down to hold her.

"Please, no," Hatter pleaded. Sophie looked terrified and she had tears falling down her cheeks, which made Hatter think that March had killed their parents in front of her.

"Why so sad, Hatter?" March said with glee, though it was clear that he was very angry.

"You killed them. You win. Let her live, please. I didn't do it. I swear," Hatter sobbed desperately.

He was watching his world crumble in front of him.

His parents were dead, his house was torched, and his only real friend was turning against him. He had nothing left, but his baby sister.

"TELL ME THE TRUTH OR I KILL HER!" he screamed.

"I AM," he added softer this time, "I am. I swear I am."

"Wrong answer," he whispered. Hatter lunged at him, but he heard the definite crack of a neck that was broken.

March dropped Sophie's lifeless body and stood to defend himself, but it was no use.

Hatter howled with rage and swung at March strongly, knocking him down. Hatter got on top of him and continued his melee of hits.

His right hook could break a brick if he tried. That, against a face mixed with Hatter's rage meant that he killed March within the second hit, but he just kept hitting him, unaware of his lifeless body.

He finally felt himself being pulled away from him, but he just kept swinging.

He had lost everything.

He sobbed into the shoulder of one of his mom's family friends, who had always been like an aunt to him and Sophie.

He felt like it was over, but nothing was ever that easy.

"Hatter?" Alice whispered softly, bringing him back to the present.

"Right. Sorry 'bout that. Umm… he slit my mum's throat, pierced my dad's lungs, causing him to bleed out slowly, set my house on fire with them in it and he broke my sister's neck," after a pause he added, "in front of me."

He didn't need to look at Alice to know how shocked she must look.

"I attacked him and killed him before I knew what was happening," he added.

"Did you get in trouble?" she inquired.

He shook his head and replied, "Everyone knew what he did, so they gave me a break and labeled it self-defense."

She nodded and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Anyway, someone noticed how 'skillfully' he executed my world, I mean family, and brought him back as like a machine, but he never let go of that and he tried again, but I always won," Hatter concluded, sneering at the word skillfully.

Alice pulled Hatter into a hug and he knew that she was crying.

"I'm sorry," she whispered in his ear.

Hatter let the tears fall freely, but all he said was, "I didn't do it. I was telling the truth."

A/N: That one was longer and harder to write because I didn't want to go overboard and I think I did, but what are you gonna do? I decided to make Hatter emotional in this chapter because in the movie he's more angry and sweet and cocky, but vulnerable isn't shown often enough. Please review. Please, please review! I'll give you a thousand mental hugs and cookies! Please! If you want me to do anything, like you have any idea please tell me!atterHhhhh