An: Sorry this took so long. My life got crazy hectic. Oh who am I kidding, no one reads these stories anyway…. :( Anyway, I finally found time to get back to you guys. I hope you enjoy it. Again, sorry for the wait if you actually did stick with us there. P.S: I know that the Kagamine "twins" are actually the same person. I just changed it to suit my story. Also, it's kind of different from previous chapters. I changed the writing style. Sorry if that bothers you, but it just couldn't be told the same way with two different Alices.

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Fourth Alice

by Spottedleaf9

Having found it's next playthings, Wonderland wasted no time in acquiring them. The Kagamine twins….It found their appearance amusing; never having seen two humans look exactly alike and yet be two entirely different entities.

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When Kagamine Len finally awoke from the deepest, most uneasy sleep he'd ever had, he discovered he was no longer cuddled up to his mirror image and closest friend; his friend, Rin. Sitting up unsteadily, Len was unaware that the very air watched his movements. Wonderland was alive and it was most certainly watching him.

"Len?" He heard his sister groan as she rolled over and sat up as well. "Where the hell are we?" Len didn't answer as he surveyed the landscape around them. It was dotted with blue roses of all things. What did get his attention was when Rin gasped in surprise behind him.

Whirling about on the spot, he turned to see what was potentially wrong now. Instead, he was greeted by the strange sight of his twin looking up at the sky. Floating lazily down and almost as if it had a mind of it's own to carry a purpose with, was a single, small rectangle. It landed on the delicate bridge of Rin's nose and balanced there only a moment before falling off.

Len caught it before it could float the rest of the way to the ground and held it up to inspect. "This...this is the ace of hearts. A playing card? Blue roses? What next?" He frowned.

"Len, look on the back! There's something written on it…" Turning it over, he saw that she was right. Half obscured by the tangled red vines that normally decorated the back of a playing card, was a small message. 'Come to the castle.'

That was it. That was all it said. With horror, Len realized that his fingers stuck in the writing as he tried to pull them away. It was wet, like ink. Then he smelled copper and realized that the crimson color wasn't simply a different shade of red than the cover art. It was blood, and what's more it was still fresh. Repulsed, he cast it to the ground.

Wonderland, angered by this, knew that it was time to manipulate them or they would never end up doing what it wanted for them to do. Whispering vaguely in their heads, the dream suggested that they should run wild through it.

Len, being a witty younger brother, was skeptical of this voice and tried to dismiss Rin wasn't going to have any of that, and being the older sibling, she got what she wanted. They followed the thought that had suddenly appeared in their heads. Wandering about, they opened doors and closed them. Entering and searching, looking for something they weren't sure actually existed.

It was noon when they finally stopped. By this time, they had found themself in the third set of woods since the time they'd arisen from their slumber. It was now clear that they weren't dreaming at all. Things were bad; they were both hungry and on the edge of delirium. What the twins really need was food and water. There, under a tree, they spotted a blanket spread perfectly between two large bushes of brilliantly blue roses. Not questioning this, they rushed toward it, eager to sit when they say that it held a basket; propped open to show it was filled to the brim with picnic foods. There was also a tea kettle filled with what could only be tea.

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Back in the real world, Wonderland had left its mark on the lives of the now missing children. About midday, the same time the twins found a mysteriously and conveniently placed tea party for two, the nanny crept quietly into their room to clean it. She had hoped to find it empty of children, and that she did. But what she did not want to find was one of the playing cards that had been on the news in direct connection to the rash of disappearances. Dismayed, she gathered up her courage and went to notify the parents that one of the cards had been found in their own home. The Kagamine twins were gone from the Earth, just as Meiko and the notably more famous Kaito Shion had gone.

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Wonderland had realized it could materialize itself in a literal form. For itself, the dream chose a tiny gray doll; somewhat akin to something Miku had known as a voodoo doll in her thoughts. This form appealed to the dream, for it felt fitting that Wonderland should appear dirty and gray and almost falling apart. That was the proper way to show that Wonderland was thing to frightened of. It wouldn't do to be cuddly like a teddy bear. Teddy bears got not fear, and what Wonderland wanted was more fear. It wanted so much fear that it went from a perfumed dream on one night of a person's memory to a ghastly nightmare that lasted their entire lives.

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Len wasn't sure when he came to the conclusion that he and Rin were so hopelessly lost. There had been something in the tea that made the world dip and sway alarmingly under their feet as it spun sickeningly around them. When this had worn off, he found that he and his twin were far from where they had started and had no clue or way to get back to that point. What he did know was the Rin had stopped walking and needing his help. He'd been carrying her in his arms for the last hours. Or maybe it had been days. He could no longer make out any kind of time. That didn't really matter. What mattered to him was actually getting somewhere. It was maddening that the forests had no end. Where one would end, another would start, the trees growing ever more skeletal.

The surroundings only grew more and more scary; like something out of a horror movie; something that had long been neglected and left to be forgotten by the world, but wasn't going anywhere despite that. Finally, something changed in the endless, dreary landscape of trees and grass and path.

There, ahead of the young boy was a red path. It appeared to be rusty and smelled heavily of something rotted. Behind him, a small gray doll followed, watching with a morbid, blood thirsty sense of anticipation. Wonderland was already closing in for the kill.

x

The last thing Len was ever aware of was the stench of rot had grown stronger. So strong, that when he looked up from Rin's limp face in his cradled arms, he was not surprised to see a corpse dressed in red standing before him. It held a razor sharp sword at it's side; stained the same rusty red as the grassy path he'd foolishly stumbled up to. "Of course. It's bloody grass. I should've known better really."

They never even screamed.

x

Through playing with people, Wonderland decided it was time for the next step. It was going to invade reality in this new, nightmarish form. Wonderland was going to become the world's end; an apocalypse that had started as tiny, wisp of a dream; scared only of disappearing from a fragile existence.