Alice in NightmaRe
Alice blinked to hear humming.
"Hmm hm hm hm hm hmmm hm hm hm hm hmmm hmmmmm~"
She groaned and pulled off the bed sheets…wait, bed sheets?
Alice rubbed her eyes and saw Oz sitting on a small, pretty, white little garden chair and table. He was munching on a cookie from a rectangular box across from her bed. That wasn't the odd thing, oh no, not even close.
There was no floor beneath them.
"What the fu-"
"Oh, little Alice is awake~!" Oz smiled in a cutesy way as he held his head up with his hands. He was no longer wearing his hoodie and jeans, but a fancy cream-colored outfit that matched his ears. His rabbit ears.
"…What time period are we in?" She stared at him in his 1800s English outfit.
He laughed in response and handed her a cookie, "I can't tell you because I don't know myself, but I can tell you where we are."
She accepted the cookie and gulped it down in one bite. She sat cross-legged on the bed suspended in air and waited for his answer.
"We are…still in the rabbit hole!" He exclaimed dramatically.
"Huh? How-oh yeah, everything changed," she scratched her head, "Once Oz came, hell turned into a mansion for the aristocrats." Alice turned to her surroundings. The walls were still dirt, but there were books, toys, furniture, food, and other random objects floating in the air, not moving from their place. The only light came from a candle on the table Oz had lit.
He smiled and handed her another cookie, "We can't leave until you're ready to face Wonderland, of course! Anyway, little Alice needed rest…poor Alice was nearly killed as soon as she stuck her nose into this place!"
"…You're the one who brought me here, you bastard."
"Touché~" he chuckled as he held his hand up.
At his action, a wardrobe moved from its place and slowly floated towards Oz, "Let see…what should little Alice wear? Oh, how about this?" He pulled out a frilly, poofy dress that was pink and retarded in every way.
"I'll kill you. No jury would convict me," was her response.
Oz pouted and his yellow-white ears drooped down, "Fine then, but Alice, most of the dresses in here are like this."
"Why do I have to change in the first place?" She sulked.
"So you won't stand out and get blasted to bits the second you step into Wonderland~!" He replied cheerfully.
"…"
Alice got up and leapt towards the table Oz had eaten his cookies on. She sat on the table and looked through the wardrobe herself, "Seriously? Pink, black, white, red, blue, gold, everything! EVERYTHING IS FRILLY!"
"I know, isn't it wonderful? Little Alice will look so cute~"
"Do you have multi-personality disorder?"
"Is it frilly and cute?"
"It's everything like you."
"Then yes, I do!"
Oz laughed as he pulled another outfit out, "How about this one? It has no frills, but a big, cute bow!"
Alice snatched it out of his hands, "As long as there's no frill, I'm fine with it."
She sat there, staring at Oz who stared right back with big, innocent green eyes.
"Well?" Oz asked.
"Well what?"
"Aren't you going to change?"
"Like hell I'd ever strip in front of you!" She slapped him with the outfit.
Oz giggled like a schoolgirl, "Oh fine then." He snapped his fingers and curtains that were hanging around floated towards Alice the way the wardrobe had and curled around her, "Is that a suitable dressing room?"
"Take me back to the bed. Even if I am dressing behind this, I know you're going to peek from under, you damn pervert."
"It's healthy to be perverted!" He sent the bed back and Alice stepped on it before it floated back into its original place.
Oz waited a bit before Alice came out, exploding, "The skirt's too short, dammit!"
"You have a long jacket," he pointed out.
"There are no buttons near the waist and below!"
"Little Alice is so cute~"
"Do not change the topic, dammit!"
"Ok! Little Alice has her cute outfit, now what's next?" Oz jumped up on the table, excited.
He answered his own question, "Yes! Little Alice will now select a Toy and a pouch!"
"Huh?" Alice glared at him as she munched on the rest of his cookies.
Oz laughed, "You didn't expect me to protect you all throughout your journey in Wonderland, did you?"
Alice blushed and looked away, "Of course not."
"So Alice will need a weapon to defend herself. In the terms in Wonderland, we call this a 'Toy'. The Toy is in shape of an every-day play object, but can shift into a weapon altogether! Isn't this wonderful?"
"I think you're an optimistic fool," she sighed, but she turned back to him, "So what's my Toy gonna be?"
"Anything you want!" He told her. He twirled around on the table, "Look at all the toys here! Choose anything you want and that toy will become your Toy!"
"If this story weren't in writing, that would not have made any sense," she smiled a bit and looked around her.
A book? No, how would that suffice in protecting her?
A teddy bear? Yes, because a teddy bear would scare the monsters away.
Blocks? Alice recalled chucking blocks at a kid's face in preschool and that didn't end up killing him.
Alice looked about her and saw a small case. It was made of black cloth, yet sturdy, so it was obvious it was protecting something inside. She opened the case and it revealed a small, dark brown violin.
She remembered playing violin before her parents died and picked it up, thinking that it should be sufficient in knocking people out.
Before her parents died…
Her parents…
"Oh yeah…," she recalled, "They're totally dead."
Oz looked at her blankly for a minute before asking her, "Alice, did you have an accident? Something that caused you to forget memories?"
Her eyes widened and she turned to face him, "How did you know?"
Oz stared intensely at her, "Because…Alice, do you know why I asked you to return?"
"Because you're the White Rabbit I made up," she replied right away.
"That may not be true," he scratched the back of his head and sighed, "The truth is, I chose you as a possible candidate for the real Alice."
"Real Alice?" She frowned, "I think I am Alice."
"You're going to be hearing this a lot: Who are you?"
"I just said, I am Alice!"
"Good," he nodded, "You must answer confidently like that or else you might lose yourself."
"But that doesn't answer my question!" She complained as she slung the violin over her shoulder.
Oz sighed again, "You see…there was a girl named Alice who created Wonderland. She made the world as a game. If you could beat the people who lived in Wonderland at their own games, you would be able to try and beat the White Queen who ruled the Abyss."
"Abyss? Not Wonderland?" Alice sat down and reached for a jar of taffy sitting on a random counter.
"Wonderland and the Abyss were two different things, Little Alice," Oz leaned back on his chair, "Wonderland was where you could play all day long and return whenever you liked it. The Abyss was a place where all the unnecessary, broken things lay. Over time, Wonderland and the Abyss merged into one place."
"Wait, what happened?" She asked, immersed into this story.
"Wait, let me finish the past," he held his hand up and took a taffy, "The games you played in Wonderland was called the 'Alice Game'. The real Alice was the only one who could win. If others managed to miraculously win, the Will of the Abyss granted them any wish they desired," Oz chewed on his taffy, "This game was a wonderful game. There were no risks involved and nothing to lose. However, Wonderland changed."
"Changed…the Alice's twisted heart you said. Didn't you say that was me?"
"I told you, I don't really know who it is. I was surer it was you for some reason. Something about you rang a bell…but don't ask me, I don't remember. In fact, no one but the Queen of Hearts knows."
Alice sat and waited for him to finish his taffy and continue, "Alice's best friend participated with her in the Alice Game. However, before they faced the impossible duo (Queen of Hearts and the White Queen) there was an accident. Alice returned to Reality to rest before the day she would face them with her friend and he would win the wish he desired."
Oz licked his fingers and grabbed another taffy, "And that day, Alice's parents were murdered and her best friend fell into the Abyss."
"Why would that happen?" She asked.
"Because of the Queen of Hearts," Oz replied, "She saw her friend as a broken, useless being and cast him away. I don't know if the White Queen or the Will had anything to do with it, but soon after that incident, Alice's heart began to defile."
"And that defiled her Wonderland too," Alice realized.
Oz nodded, "Right. So Wonderland and the Abyss merged and the one at the top was the White Queen since the Abyss was actually larger than Wonderland itself. The Queen of Hearts overthrew her. The White Queen was taken hostage and now, the Red Queen is the current dictator of Wonderland.
"But before that, Alice had a game to finish. She came to find her Wonderland warped and played a game against the White Queen. Alice was overwhelmed by the change as it was no longer a child's game, but a game of life-and-death. She lost and was sent to the Abyss as a result."
"Isn't that a good thing? So she can find her friend there."
He laughed, "I thought so too. But he wasn't there. Her anger was enough to get her out of the Abyss and back into Reality. But she came up about 200 years later in the future and the entire incident was too much for her. Rumors say she's dead and left Wonderland to rot, but that's not true at all. Alice's memory was ripped up and scattered throughout Wonderland!
"But because of that…everyone forgot who Alice was. What she looked like, what games she played with them, everything. The Queen of Hearts says she knows how she looks and everything, but a lot of Wonderland's citizens think that's a load of bull, pardon my French."
Alice's brow furrowed, "But why do you bring 'potential candidates for Alice' here?"
"Because that's my job," he gave her a small smile, "I have to find people who may be Alice and bring them here to play the Alice Game. That's what the game has twisted to. And the reason I look for them is because The Queen of Hearts is only a dictator. She doesn't have full power," Oz took a sip of tea he had made as he told his story and Alice swallowed a sugar cube.
"If Alice were to come at any point in time, she could easily strip the Red Queen of her powers. So while Alice doesn't remember, she wants her to come to her so that she will be killed and the power passed onto her. But if Alice is able to win, she will rule Wonderland in however way she wants."
"…Sick, much?" She frowned.
"However, she doesn't want to wait long. There are more than one potential Alice in Wonderland. They are called 'Contractors'. There should be about five Contractors right now, but more will spring up. If you can defeat them, you can have whatever they have in their possession. Their Toy, the Toys they've taken from other Contractors, anything. It is yours. Same goes for Chains."
"Chains?"
"Chains are the ones who were born and live in Wonderland. They are much tougher than the Contractors and were made to kill them. I am a Chain myself, but I'm a different sort. I don't kill."
"Thank god."
"The objective for the Contractor is to gain as much power as possible by defeating the others and defeating the Queen of Hearts. That is the Alice Game," he concluded and stood up, "There may be things I've forgotten to add, but I'm sure if you ask the right people, they'll tell you."
Alice nodded, getting used to his mood swings, as Oz returned to his cheerful mood, "Well then, here you go little Alice, your pouch," he handed her a small, velvet, black bag, "You can put anything in this bag. And I mean anything. If you learn from the right people, you can even put souls in here!"
She stared at it as though touching it would kill her.
"Oh come now, it won't bite!"
She scowled and snatched the bag and stuffed it in her coat pocket.
"Good Alice! Now, down the rabbit hole we go~!" He took Alice by the waist and jumped off the table with his umbrella.
Alice screamed as they fell at a breakneck speed downward, "I DON'T WANNA GO TO HELL!"
And that concludes the fourth chapter of Alice in NightmaRe.
I have no life. I really don't. Three whole chapters in one day? And not even caring about my other stories? I am a sinful being.
Anyway, thank you to oBseSSiON Is ODd again for his/her other reviews and pointing out my bad grammar :) I have bad grammar, but I get confused on the rules of it because I am a stupid person.
Red Queen=Queen of Hearts. Same thing here.
Alice's new outfit is the same normal one she wears in Pandora Hearts.
...This is the most I've ever written for this story-2,963 words!
Anyway, the story of Wonderland is really confusing, isn't it? I tried to make it as simple as possible, but I believe I failed. So here's an even shorter version:
Alice in Wonderland with bff. Wonderland=heaven on earth. Red Queen rules Wonderland, White Queen rules the Abyss. You have to play games to get a wish granted. You lose, too bad, but nothing happens. You just have to start over. You win, White Queen gives you a wish.
Alice about to face the last player-the White Queen. Before that, her parents were murdered and bff was sent to Abyss. Abyss=trashcan of Wonderland. Alice faces White. She is mad, so her heart's all screwed up. That changed Wonderland so games became life-and-death games. Alice loses and is sent to Abyss. Can't find bff. She's pissed and fires her pewpew lazor. (lol) She gets out of Abyss into 200 years in future. Alice loses her memory. Wonderland people forget Alice. Hearts remembers.
Queen of Hearts pwns Wonderland. White Queen is powerless. Hearts is scared Alice will come and kick her ass off the throne so she sends Oz to find people who might be Alice so she can kill them.
Game:
Alice has a Toy (weapon) and a pouch.
Contractors-people who might be Alice
Chains-people who were born in Wonderland, made to kill Contractors off to find the strongest Contractor.
Kill Contractor or Chain and you get their stuff.
Lose, you die or Hearts erases your memory and uses you as a servant. Not good D:
I think I got most of the basics over. I made it simple enough so my dim friend I will call "Misa" could understand it. Tell me if I forgot something so I can fix it.
This A/N is really long, but one more thing:
When Alice's like "I dont wanna go to hell" I took that saying from my cousin. We were going to a buffet and the parking lot is underground so we go down down down down down down and we were like at level 12 when she's like "Are we going to a buffet or are we going to hell?"
-From a person with no life, really complicated back stories, and bad grammar.
