Two girls fall down into Disney, and find themselves in dreamland- But like all dreams they have to come crashing down. Disney needs a new leader, and Sierra seems to fit just right, yet she has to fight a Dragon! But what will her sister Kiana do?
Oka, so like for any clarification- I do not own anyone besides Sierra and Kiana in this WHOLE story right? So no one can say that I didn't say it, 'cuz I did! So yeah, here's her FIRST ADVENTURE! I am only doing ONE CHAPTER for all of her adventures in her travels, so yeah, sorry in advance for the waiting.
Oka, and for the Wonderland, I have 'used' the Tim Burton Version- and I warn you that the Characters may not BE like Tim Burton's Alice In Wonderland. They may seem different, just to tell you. As well as their psyhical features ^^ ENJOY AND REVIEW PUH-LEASE! And, yes- I am thinking of having the Hatter and Alice together- well, sort of- no, I am... oh, just read and find out! Oh yes, and be careful! There is a DEFINANT change in Sierra's behaviour... Well, I think it has always been WITH Sierra, it's just that she hasn't SHOWN it before- Her Joy-Ful side has been too dominant to let her 'other' side take over... Oh, well, just find out yourself. I'm probably confusing you.
Now, on with the story!
REVISED VERSION
Falling Down To Disney
Chapter 7; Down in Underland
"Whoa," Sierra said again, as she kept gazing at the wonderful scene that stood out before her. The part she was standing in was a sort of flat plain, with trees surrounding the whole thing. Sierra guessed that it was Tulgey Woods, for it was the only wood-expansion Sierra knew Wonderland- Or should she say Underland- had. Flowers by the mile were spread out before her, and the sun was just glinting in the deep-blue sky, "Well, Toto," Sierra said in a deep-funny voice, placing her hands on her hips, "We certainly aren't in Kansas anymore!" Her voice went chirpy in the end, as her excitement over powered her again, and she just couldn't wait to meet everyone and see everything. She smiled with pure child-like enthusiasm, as she thought about meeting the legendary Hatter- who will show her his famous Flutterwaken dance, as well as Alice to tell her all about, well, stuff. It didn't have to be anything important- as long as she got to talk to her. The White Queen could make her up some potions- Sierra just wanted to experience it all. Maybe she'd even go to the far Banishment Lands just to see what the Red Queen and Stayne looked like up close.
"Alright," Sierra said out loud, as she surveyed her place of entrance, "King Mickey said there would probably be someone waiting for me here- ahhh!"Sierra screamed, as something large and purple-like descended upon her, and made her fall backward with the rush of air it carried. Sierra twisted away, in case the thing decided to swipe at her- and found a deep sky-blue sword glinting up at her, with hot red trimmings on the edge of it. It wasn't the Red Queens red, Sierra knew, as it was too light and bouncy to be associated with her evil ways. Without a second thought, Sierra scoped up the sword and jumped up, all in the same motion. She faced her sword outwards, in front of her face, waiting for her attacker to show itself. When it flew back into sight, Sierra took an inward gasp of breath, "The Jub-Jub bird!" Sierra exclaimed quietly to herself, as she stared the thing down. The Jub-Jub bird had a large purple body, with dark brown streaks crisscrossing all around it's wings. Huge talons stuck out of it's feet, as well as the tips of its wings. A large beak, shinning pure black, opened and closed its mouth at her, while his beady red eyes stared at her, unflinching.
Sierra could just feel the evil radiating off of it. The Jub-Jub bird gave a defiant screech, and swoop down towards her, with an evil glint in its eye. Suddenly, something clicked in Sierra's mind, and she felt like some inner-emotion was compelling her, while she also felt like she was being drained of something, something important. But it wasn't like she wouldn't have fought with the bird anyway. The Jub-Jub was evil, and Sierra felt that her adventure bordered on a quest to destroy any evil-breathing thing she could. She was going to defeat one of the most powerful evil being, so why not practice? Anyway, this might be considered her challenge- Who knows what the Fates have planned, right?
The Jub-Jubbird was coming at her swiftly now, levelling down to her and gliding faster. Sierra lifted up her sword over her head, and swung down when the Jub-Jub was near- if she did truly time it right, the Jub-Jub would fly right into her blade. Unfortunately that was not what happened. Something- the glint of the sword, perhaps- caught the Jub-Jub's eye, and he noticed what Sierra was up to. He swerved at the last moment, just cutting Sierra's arm with his razor-sharp wingtips. Sierra cried out in pain- and thought that the poison would surely kill her- but then remember that the Jub-Jub only had its deadly poison in its very sharp talons- Not its wings. As well as its blood- but that was a different point entirely. Out of the corner of her eye, Sierra could see the Jub-Jub bird circling back, ready for another good swipe. Sierra braced herself, forgetting all about her cut shoulder, and stood still- waiting for what Sierra didn't know, but her whole body was tingling in anticipation. Her mind had seemed to shut off, all her joy and fun she had, just but a second ago, felt like it was fading away, and she had gone into 'Battle-Mode'.
The Jub-Jub was only a few feet away from her, but then it curved up, just out of reach, then dive-bombed her. Yet, Sierra did something she never would have thought she could do. When the Bird was only seconds from getting to her- Sierra did a mid-somersault right out of the way, and twisted around to look to see what the Bird would do next. At its last moment, it righted itself to ground level and came barrelling down at her. Sierra jumped up in the air, and did a very spectacular twisting-move in the air, landing quite a few feet away from where she had been, Oh my gwad!Sierra thought, as her body tingled with more adrenaline, How did I do that? Yet she had no time to speculate on the hows and whys of what she did, as the Jub-Jub screeched in anger, and curved yet again- barring down on her with great speed. It locked its red beady eyes on her, filled with hatred, and Sierra glared it down, as she raised her sword to eye level. For some reason, the Jub-Jub didn't notice and kept coming down at her. Sierra once again, felt that weird inner-sensation, and her mind had shut down her happiness. It felt like to Sierra, she had become a cold person- Intent on justice for the good of Dysnee kind, nothing more, nothing less. Yet, no matter what she felt, Sierra could still feel her inner fear of not being able to complete her mission- not being able to save the one world she felt like she belonged. (Hmm, her battle-mode seems to take away her happiness and joy- leaving the rest of her emotions to play catch-up. weird)
Only at the very last second, did the Jub-Jub realise that Sierra had her sword out again. In a desperate attempt to get away, it swerved upwards- only to get sliced along the underside of his wing. The Jub-Jub screeched in agonising pain, but didn't stop flying away. It knew when it was a time to depart, and now was that time. It may be an evil bird, but it wasn't stupid. Sierra stared at her hands, and then at the sword. She had never ever used a sword in her life, yet now- now, she felt like she had been for years. Her mind started to fuzz back to normal, and her over-exuberant fun-loving part of her took over. (Becoming a Battle of Wits!)
"The One will have great powers to help them."
"Hmm… well, I already know my 2 powers- Sword-fighting obviously, and I think some type of acrobatics- I wonder how many I have?" Sierra thought, as she looked around the place. She realised that with all her fighting, she had gotten to the edge of the little plain and she was standing next to the large expanse of very tall, very green trees. Sierra shrugged her shoulders lightly, but gasped at the harsh pain that movement called. She looked at her right shoulder, and saw that her whole side was covered in blood. She pursed her lips at how this would hamper her adventure, but shrugged it off- slightly. Its very hard to shrug of something that hurts so bad. Sierra reached out, with her good arm, and grabbed a load of Tree Leaves- After thanking the tree profoundly, as she knew that things here were very picky with what was taken and who did the taking. She looked around some more, wondering if there happened to be any vines handy around here, "No vines?" Sierra said out loud, as she gazed around the tree-line with disappointment. But then, with a great crack of electricity, vines appeared in her out-stretched hand, "Well that's handy!" Sierra exclaimed, as she wrapped some leaves around her shoulder, and kept them together by tying a strong, thin vine with another one. She looked down at her sword, which she had dropped when she had grabbed the vines and wondered at what means to transport it. She then looked at the leftover tree leaves and vines, and she smiled. Sierra gently picked up a few of the leaves, then wrapped them tightly together, tying them in a way so they would stay. She then lifted up her shirt, and sighed with relief as she noticed she had worn a belt the day she left, "Thank goodness!" Sierra exclaimed, as she started to wrap a vine around her belt, "Man, good thing I wore jeans!" Sierra smiled to herself, as she grabbed the other end and tied it in with the vines that were holding her sheath*, or scabbard*. Sierra smiled at her handy work.
(*Note; A sheath (or scabbard) is a carrying case for Swords that can be placed on your belt- you know the ones I'm talking about, right? Visit [] for an image)
"Not too shabby, if I don't say so, myself." Sierra said, as she pulled her sheath, seeing how strong it really was. No pulling or attempts to rip the sheath off her belt got the sheath to even move an inch- it was cinched in that tight, "Now," Sierra said, as she looked up and around the edge of the plain of flowers, "Mickey said that it was possible a bad person or thing could have been waiting for me- which is what happened, so I guess I'll have to hike it to the White Queens Castle!" Sierra smiled to herself at her logic. And with logic, Sierra realised how clear-headed she was without her sister beside her badgering on about some stupid topic- or complaining. It was quite refreshing, the silence she was surrounded in. Sierra also noticed she felt so much morecalm and pleasant then before. Her mind didn't feel like exploding, and everything she thought of came out rational- that is, when she was thinking rationally. Sierra was slightly concerned of the cold mind set, her mind had been in when she had battled the Jub-Jub bird, but she disregared it. Of course, along with that, Sierra felt she didn't want to get rid of her child-like funand silliness, that she had felt, everyday that she was free to just be herself. Sure, she could- or would- be more sensible, as Kiana wouldn't be here to drive her up the wall anymore, but she'd never be completely sane, and that was just the way Sierra liked it. Sierra giggled, a giddy feeling spreading out inside of her body, I'm free! Truly and COMPLETELY FREE!
"I'm free!" Sierra shouted, overjoyed for what seemed to be the umpteenth time she'd fallen down that rabbit hole. The sword bounced happily on her hip, as she danced around the edge of the plain of flowers, overjoyed her inner wishes had finally come true. Then, all of a sudden, the flowers began to sing with her. The whole Forest of trees swayed in time to her tune, as she danced and laughed and sang at how free she was.
{Sierra} Never again, will I see her face!
That always gave me my nightmare base!
Finally, I have been set free!
To go about, with just only me!
Singing here, all alone
With no one to fear, besides my own-
Friends and foes, all alike
She was the one with the biggest spike!
{Flowers[trill sound]} Never will see her face!
Gone without a trace!
Oohh- ohhh- ohhh
Set free, set free.
Free e! e!
{Sierra} Have you heard the news?
{Flowers} News? What news?
I'm not in the blues!
{Trees[bass sound]} Blues, blues, blues
{Flowers} Not in the blues?
{Sierra} I sent a letter!
{Flowers} Sent a letter!
All is better!
{Flowers} Better better, all is bet-ter!
{Sierra} The word is here!
So I'll make it clear!
I'm free! I'm free! No where to hide
I'm free! I'm free! With out her by my side!
{Flowers} Ohhh ohhh ohhh ohh ohh ohh
{ALL} laa laa la-la-la-la laa laa la-la-la-la laaa!
{Sierra} Free! Free! Yes, I'm free-e-e!
The Chessur watched Sierra dance around with mild curiosity. He had reappeared near the time the song had started, and he had never really seen her with so much… muchness, Hatter would say- Before. She, sure, had some, but now- now it was like she had just let go of everything that was holding her back, and her muchness was allowed to run rampant. Chessurwas a little surprised at first- but it wasn't like he didn't like this change in her. All her pent up anger had seemed to disappear- she had never showed it, when he had that small time with her, but he sure had felt it- now, now it was gone. She glowed with some inner happiness, and all her resentment had seemed to flee. She was now a lot in which the Fates had declared The One to be- a person of free spirit- and as he had watched from far away- not shy to deliver punishments to those who needed it.
But, yet, this Chessur knew that this was deceiving. He had been here, waiting for her, when she had shown up. He was going to go and greet her- but he had saw the Jub-Jubbird coming, and immediately fled out of sight. He had seen what happened to her, as her mind had undergone a change. It seemed, that she had hidden her joy and happiness- while fighting, and it was just her anger (of what was left, since her happiness had destroyed some of it) as well with justice for the good of man-kind, along with her fear. Althought, with her Sword-Skills, and surprise at what she could do, didn't let her fear roam- Chessur was afriad of when she might just not be able to distract her fear, or anger, or any other emotion she hadn't used much. As much as she was fear-less, you can't be that, without a boat load of fear. Her 'Battle-side' was a scary one, as it left Sierra cold and empty. (Since she's mostly a happy-go-lucky girl, and if her happiness was gone, she'd be left with very little)
Sierra, still laughing and smiling with the flowers that were swaying to and fro with her, turned around and saw Chessur floating there, looking too serious by half, "Chessur!" Sierra exclaimed, her voice still a slight bit sing-y. She smiled brightly, and then ran over to him. Sierra hugged the life-out-of-him, before stepping back, and smiling her 'i'm-so-silly' smile at him. Chessur, thought, If I hadn't seen it, I would have never thought a girl like this could be emptied of her joy.
"Strange," Chessur commented stonely, as he disappeared and then re-appeared by her side, "Where did you find that sword?" Chessur asked, even though he already knew where she had gotten it.
"Found it." Sierra replied, as she moved away, and started down a slightly worn path that she had just noticed, "Does this take me to the Castle? To the Hatter's? Oh! Is Alice here? Did she return?" But, before Chessur could answer her questions, Sierra waved her hand, "Oh to no matter- I will find out soon enough- Hurry let's go!" Sierra started to run down the road. The Chessur didn't really want to go and socialise anymore, and slinked off- his smile still in place, but his ears bent down over his head worriedly.
Sierra tried to look at everything, while keep her eye on the occasional root that stuck out in the path. She was usually too busy staring at everything she could, to look out for the root- so she was quite dusty and dirty by the time she got past the forest, and everything thinned out. It's so much more beautiful in real life, then in the movie theatre. Sierra sighed to herself, as the forest started to turn a whitish-green colour, signalling that she was nearing The White Queen's castle. Sierra squealed in delight, and hurried up her pace.
In a matter of moments, some off-key singing filtered in her ears. It made Sierra's smile widen.
"Twinkle twinkle, little BAT!"
Sierra, hurried up her step more- excitement pumping in her veins.
"How we wonder where you're AT!"
This time, Sierra ran, and found herself standing in front of the busiest, yet the least amount of people-in-a-party, party she had ever been to. There was a whole colossal amount of tea-party stuff. From spoons, to tea-pots and tea-cups, to some things Sierra didn't even know what they were, and why they were there, "Mad Hatter's tea-party!" Sierra whispered to herself, as she didn't want to be noticed just yet- She wanted to experience the party a little more. Yet, March Hare's ears swivelled towards her, as did his face with a mix of fear and a sort of craziness- pinned her to the spot. When he raised his hand, everyone turned to look at what he was looking at. Sierra was ready for what he was going to do, and braced herself.
"You're late for tea!"the March Hare cried, as he threw the tea-cup, at a break-neck speed, towards her face. In a blur of movement, Sierra caught the assaulting tea-cup and placed it on the table, straining her ears to see if March would throw another cup. He did. This time, it was a large tea-pot, half-full of tea; Sierra caught it easily, placing it on the table once again. She did it quickly, as she had used that one shoulder with the leaf-bandage- and it hurt a lot. In one last attempt, the March Hare threw two things at once, but still, Sierra caught them with ease. Even without Dysnee magic, Sierra had great reflexes and reactions. Sierra smiled brightly at all of them, who were staring at her in shock- the March Hare had his ears crossed over his head, a sure sign he was terrified. Sierra bade him an extra kind smile, hoping he wouldn't be frightened of her. She knew now wasn't the time to tell them all how excited she was to meet them- that would sound a mite scary.
"Who are ye?"Hatter's Scottish brogue interrupted the quiet that had descended upon the party. Sierra jumped slightly at his voice, full of some emotion she couldn't place- but she smiled at him anyway.
"I'm Sir Sierra Pekulear, the newest Adventurer, mister… umm… Hatter?" Sierra said, faking confusing, but still her excitment clear in her eyes. It would sound just creepy if she had known his name- imagine! A complete stranger calling you by your first name! She didn't want her first meeting with them to be blown.
The Hatter nodded, regarding his name, but he was still wary of this new girl. She was bigger then Alice, the first time she had come around- but she seemed to have just as much muchness as she had. She looked older then Alice had the first time, and Hatter was curious to why she had come here, "What profession?" As if that will say anything about why she is here.
"Umm… I guess I would be sort of like a Champion- Or Hero, type thing. Defeating the bad guy? You know? Helping people? Yeah, that's what I intend to do!" Sierra said, holding her hands to the sky- then pulling the one down, as it hurt too much to hold it up like that. When she pulled her arm down, Sierra noticed that a bunch of White Pawns and other Chess pieces had started walking past them, to the direction of the Castle. Sierra then saw the March Hare look at them, and his mouth opened, "No! Don't!" Sierra whispered, as she knew that March was going to do something drastic. She didn't know why March didn't like her- or why he was terrified of her, she just didn't know- but March was about to get her arrested... at least if her guess was correct.
"Get her!" March screamed at the passing guards, who turned around to look at the crazy screaming rabbit, "Get her! She's with the Red Queen!" March exclaimed, pointing frantically at Sierra.
Sierra was thunderstruck for a moment, but got slightly angry at March, Why does he accuse me so? I would NEVER join the Red Queen! But, just as she had thought that, another thought bubbled up, What if my sword was glinting red, and he thought... Red, WITH RED! I doubt he would want a repeat of before... Sierra shuddered, with that thought in mind, as well as her slight anger disappearing. Sierra stood there patiently, waiting to see what the Pawns would do. The others rolled their eyes at each other, before walking calmly over, and lightly grabbing Sierra's arm, good thing it was the other arm, "Alright, bunny, we'll take her away." He sneered, and Sierra gave him a small glare- Sure, she still had to respect him, but she didn't have to respect him right then, as he didn't seem to be a respectable person right then. No body makes fun of the March Hare! Sierra thought, as she kept giving the Pawn a good glare- not that he was noticing it.
"Wait!" The Hatter called, not noticing the Pawns laughing looks and silly gestures they made to each other- mostly involving March Hare- he truly thought that they were going to take her away. He hadn't heard the girl say anything to give away that she was with the Red Queen- yet she hadn't shown she wasn't. The Hatter wanted his facts straight- which was a strange thing for him- before he was sending her to prison, "Leave her be! She's not truly- My friend is only confused. Just go about your business, gentlemen."
The Pawns shrugged at each other, not caring either way. Sierra found that their conduct was way under respectable, and she glared defiantly at them. She knew that they weren't respectable Guards, so she didn't have to respect them at all. She stuck her tongue out at them, before turning around to gaze sympathetically at the March Hare.
March was just throwing his tea-cup, screaming, "You're late for tea!" At them, as he had just found his courage. The tea-cup smashed pitifully on the ground, a few feet away from the closest guard.
"Disrespectful." Sierra muttered, as she glared at their backs, "Making all those rude gestures about Mar- umm, that poor rabbit! How rude!" She turned her back on them, to find a surprised Hatter in front of her.
"You say this, yet March was the one that got you in that position?"
Sierra shrugged, "They were rude and inconsiderate! They should have known, well I should have known March wouldn't have liked it- umm… oh dear... Cookies!" Sierra said, as she knew that she had made a serious mistake- she had almost revealed she knew things. Not good. Not good.
The Hatter gave her a curious look, but he dropped the subject, much to Sierra's pleasure. It was different with Mickey and Minnie, because they knew things like, that their world had been used. Is known about! The Hatter didn't know that! So it would be like, a bad omen, if someone he hadn't met knew so much about him.
"Anyway, Mister Hatter- why did you save me? It looked like your friend there wanted to see me go- Would you like me to leave, Mr. March?" Sierra asked politely, hoping it would distract him from any thoughts he would be having on her last comment. And that whole thing with respect.
"I haven't the foggiest idea." The Hatter mumbled, but then he addressed her other comment, "And I think Thackery was just frightened, is all- He has never had anyone catch his throws. It probably threw him off."
Sierra nodded, and suppressed a giggle. Her excitement, of being close to the Hatter, was over riding her again. If she didn't watch it, she'd reveal a whole lot more then just some hints, and she was pretty sure she didn't want to scare him off with a whole babble about another world- Unless, of course, she could…
"Oh my gwad! It's just so great to meet you!" Sierra giggled like a school girl- she couldn't help herself- it just happened, before she could stop herself.
"Excuse me?"
"Well- I heard all about you!" Sierra continued on, thinking quickly of what she could say, for it to sound at least believably, "But I didn't want to say anything, so I wouldn't sound creepy. It's just everyone from my country has heard of the legend of Underland! It's a wide-told story of excitement and adventure! I was so inspired by that story- I kind of wanted to be just like Alice. Brave and Kind, True and Just! So, I became an Adventurer! The King and Queen even wished me luck! I just didn't know I'd end up here so soon!" Nothing in that sentence was a lie, and Sierra was proud. She didn't side-track from the truth, as the Legend of Underland was a wide-told story of excitement- in books and movies. As well, as Sierra was inspired by Alice- and every other Heroine and Hero. She just never said the 'every Heroine and Hero as well inspired me' part. It wasn't lying- partly "Is Alice around anywhere?" Sierra asked, as she looked about the place, seeing if she could spot the Champion.
"No, unfortunately... She seemed to have wanted to take a nice walk out into the Tulgey Woods." The Hatter replied, his voice questioning.
Sierra stared up at the Hatter for a moment, as what he said started to sink in, The Jub-Jub could have found her! I certainly didn't leave it in a nice mood...While Sierra was staring at the Hatter, she noticed something about him- When he had talked about Alice- even thought it was a small piece of talking about- his eyes had grown soft and light, and his face curved into a smile. She gave him a suspicious glance, and then thought of it immediately, He likes Alice! Hahaha! I knew it! I KNEW IT! He does! Just the look about him now, and when he had talked about her! He likes her! I wasn't far off in my guess, after I had watched the movie! Tim Burton couldn't hide that little fact!Sierra felt so happy, that she wanted to do another happy-dance and break out into more song. Yet, of course, the thought of Alice bleeding with deep cuts from the Jub-Jub broke her off her happy mood, "Oh, umm- Sorry, dear Hatter," Sierra said, as she started walking off to the Tulgey Woods, "I have to run- got to go!" She said, as she broke out into a run and disappeared into the deep forest. I'm late! I'm late! For a very important date! No time to say hello, good-bye! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! Sierra thought, as she ran deep into the Tugley Woods.
The Hatter watched her leave, with a mixture of curiosity and confusion. He didn't know if he was wary of the girl, or if he liked the girl. She certainly was a break from everyday- A new person, so to say- And she did have muchness that Hatter had sensed immediately. Nothing seemed to be a really big fault to her. She was nice, and kind- Had muchness, and which in Hatter found was the most important thing- except that he didn't really know if Thackery's accusation hadn't been all that off. He didn't know the girl, at least not thoroughly. Yet, as well with the thought of her being good and all that, a nagging sensation couldn't leave the Hatter, that this girl wasn't as who she said she was. Their was something in her eyes, that said she hadn't told him everything.
Meanwhile, Sierra was running into the woods, calling Alice's name desperately. She wished that someone would answer her. Then, a movement caught Sierra's eye, and she walked towards it, "Alice!" Sierra called out, cupping her hand to her cheeks for the noise to carry farther, "Alice! Are you here? Ali-Wahhh!" Sierra exclaimed, as she tripped over another root. Sierra turned around, going to give the root a firm talking to about being in the way of people- when she gasped, barely compressing a scream. She just realised what she had tripped on, and it scared her a bit- Well, a whole lot.
It was Alice.
Alice's face was very pale, and she was lying down on her stomach. With her back rising and falling slightly, Sierra had a good sigh of relief, as she wasn't dead- yet. Her hair was covered in twigs, and her face was smudged with dirt. Sierra glanced about, and saw that it looked like she had been dragged from somewhere- Probably from a plain, where the Jub-Jub most likely would have attacked her, Sierra thought to herself, as she saw the big scratch down the middle of her back. Sierra noted that it wasn't a very open scratch, but then, Sierra guessed with dread, was that it was the Talon that had made it. Alice could- is- injected with Jub-Jub poison. I have to act fast, Sierra thought to herself, as she stood up- not before she placed her hand in a very soft, as well as squishy, part of the ground. Sierra held her hand to her face, and noted it had purple ooze dripping off of it, "Disgusting." Sierra commented, as she wiped it on her pants, and searched for the spot she had lain her hand. Sierra noticed that it was a small tart- a red heart-shaped tart, and that could only mean one thing. Sierra frowned, and her brow creased in worry. If the Red Queen was having tarts, I don't want to know where she had got them from. Sierra got up, wincing as she jostled her shoulder- but she knew that it was going to hurt a whole lot more from what she was going to do- Alice was going to have to get the White Queen to look at her fast, or she wouldn't be around anymore, "Oh dear." Sierra mumbled, as she hefted Alice into a bridal-carried state. She didn't care if it looked really wrong- she was saving a life here! Alice's head flopped onto her bandaged shoulder and Sierra could swear she heard it beating in pain. She bit her lip to stop from crying out, and she looked around once more- in case there were any other nice nifty clues she could use. Just before she left, Sierra noticed that a small piece of red hair was on one of the low-lying branches. Sierra swiftly walked over, and grabbed it and then stuffing it in her pocket. This was a very awkward task, as she couldn't drop Alice. But within moments it was done, and Sierra, somehow, managed to start running out of the forest. Sierra grunted every step in pain, but her determination to save Alice was stronger then any pain she could ever feel. Moments later, Sierra ran past the Mad Tea Party, not before Hatter saw her running in, his shocked expression clear on his face- as well as fear.
"Please move!" Sierra commanded to the first guard, which tried to stop her. "Get out of the way!" Sierra exclaimed, and for some reason, the guard went flying towards the wall, "Don't hurt him!" Sierra called out; as she rocketed past- not noticing that another flurry of feet was following close behind her. The Guard, was unharmed, as for some odd reason, before he was to hit the wall, he slowed down and landed clear on his feet. Not a scratch, or bump on him. But the Guard was sure scared out of his wits, "Move! Now!" Sierra said anxiously, and the guards- not to their own will- slid over like they had just been shoved aside. Sierra ran past them too, as she desperately sought out the Medicine Room.
"White Queen!"Sierra screamed desperately, but she knew it was to no avail- the Pawns probably escorted her out of the Castle by now- maybe because someone 'strange' was running rampant in the Castle, with strange powers "Oh, the Medicine Room! Where is it?" Sierra called desperately, fearing deeply for Alice's life. Suddenly doors past her by, as she was flung through many clear white hallways and corridors. Soon she was standing in front of a very heavy dark-wood door with crystalline like handles- a complete contrast against the pale white stones of the Wall it was in. Sierra ripped the door open, using her bandaged arm by accident. Sierra yelled in pain, but it didn't stop her mission. She was going to save Alice, even if it killed her.
"Medicines!" Sierra demanded, looking at all the weird concoctions and bottles that were lying about everywhere. A thought popped into her head, and she wanted to act upon it, "You must know best, so please make me a potion that will save Alice's life from Jub-Jubpoison! Hurry, it's the up-most importance! She doesn't have much time left! Hurry! Hurry!" Sierra said, as she found a perfect spot to place Alice, and she didn't even feel two glowing green eyes following her every movement. She just hoped that her guess as to making things inanimate move about like animate objects- or even be animate- Hey! Imagination is power right? Right now, Sierra was really imagining the potions and medicines moving about and helping Alice.
"Hurry Medicines! Please! We must notlet Alice die! She is important!" Sierra said, her voice rising in her anxiousness, "I'll give my own blood if I have to! Do I have to? I will- just tell me!" Sierra was in a desaterious state. Her fear of Alice's death getting the upper hand on her. I CAN NOT- WILL NOT- let Alice die!
No, the potion is ready, a voice trickled in her mind, and Sierra nodded contently, "Alright, hurry- do what you have to do potion- just do it quick!" The potion nodded, and the Hatter was surprised. It's like it understands everything she is saying! Objects certainly haven't done what I commanded them to do! Hatter, despite the stressful situation, pouted at how unfair it was, he got slightly jealous, that a girlof all things, could command the Queens own private Medicines!
Sierra watched with nervous-eyes as the potion poured itself down Alice's throat, then commanded Sierra to turn Alice over, so another cream could put itself on Alice's cut, "It doesn't look that bad!" Sierra said nervously, as she gave the cut a good look. It wasn't very deep and didn't look like it had bled much- maybe… Maybe the Red Queen had used the Jub-Jub as a distraction, and got Alice to swallow something bad. Sierra covered Alice's back quickly, as she thought that Alice would have liked it that way. Very embarrassing to see that your whole back had only tattered shreds of cloths.
"Check to see if anything else poisonous is inside her, please!" Sierra said, her new-found worry taking route, "As that cut doesn't look very bad. Maybe-"
No other poisons detected,someone informed her, and Sierra nodded, a worry instantly subsiding "- Maybe just enough to get in the blood stream, and for the Jub-Jub to get his poison in. Oh when I get my hands on them!" Sierra said angrily, not noticing that the Hatter had walked into the room to give Alice a good look-see.
"Hatter!" Sierra said, in surprise, as she noticed him just standing there, "What are you doing here?"
Hatter shrugged, and blushed slightly, "I feared you might want to do harm to Alice- but I see that it is the exact opposite." He now, had no doubt in his mind that this girl wasn't bad- She had just saved Alice's life! Who, evil, would do that? None, not that I know of.
Sierra frowned a bit, "Why would I hurt Alice? What could it possibly give me? Pleasure Hatter? Is that what you're thinking? Well, noo, I'm nothing like that Red Queen!" Sierra said, raising her arm in the air- only it was the wrong arm, "OW!Oww!Oh… oh, dear!" Sierra said, pulling her arm back down, to cuddle her shoulder- somehow. It was awkward, but she managed it, "I don't like that Jub-Jub bird." Sierra said angrily, as she peeled off the Leaf-Bandage. "Ewwww." Sierra said, as she looked at her cut. It had dark red, dried blood spots all around the edges, with green sticking to it, obviously part of the bandage leaf. Dark and white stuff oozed out of her cut, along with more light-red blood.
"You carried Alice with that!" the Hatter asked, surprised. His face had turned a slight green shade, as he kept staring at Sierra's disgusting shoulder. Sierra blushed, and tugged down her shirt-sleeve. Only to find that her shirt-sleeve wasn't there anymore, it had gotten sliced off when the Jub-Jub had hit her, "It was no biggie," Sierra protested, turning her face away, as she looked for a piece of something to cover it up, "And, it… it- well, um, never mind." Sierra said, as she knew that she would have been caught in a lie. Her shoulder was painfully throbbing now, and slightly stinging. I need some stuff here- just to clear it up, if you don't mind, Sierra thought inside her head- hoping that she would also be telepathic in a sense that she didn't have to say everything out loud. Sure enough, a bottle of white fluid bounded down to her, and started to apply it to her shoulder, "Thanks." Sierra whispered, and she really meant it. The throbbing and the stinging had dispersed somewhat, and Sierra could just move her shoulder in a circle.
"Hmmm." The Hatter said, as he glanced between her and Alice. Suddenly, he gasped happily, and Sierra swung her head around- to the delightful picture of Alice rising from the table Sierra had placed her upon. Alice groaned, and stretched- looking nonetheless, like she had been badgered on. That Medicine had worked charms.
"Alice!" The Hatter called cheerfully, and Alice turned her head sharply- only to smile brightly at the Hatter standing there. If Sierra hadn't known better, she would have thought them to be dating. Of course, they probably weren't- as it was, with all Disney or Dysnee things. It was the nature of things, and Sierra found it quite annoying.
"Hello, Champion Alice!" Sierra said just as happily, and wondered if she would get the same reaction- she didn't expect so, and that was what happened. She still got a smile, only it wasn't as nice, or as welcoming. It was a confused and curious smile- but nonetheless a smile.
"Hatter, who is she?" Alice asked curiously, obviously indicating Sierra, who was standing beside the Hatter, but a bit farther back. That is because, in Hatter's happiness that Alice was all well and fine, he seemed to have move up a step. Sierra found this even more to her point that the Hatter likes Alice- and Sierra was sure Alice liked the Hatter back, if her keep-glancing-at-him-sneak-looks were any consolation. Sierra really had to shake her head- it was so obvious! But, then again that's Disney for you- not that it didn't make her laugh, "I'm Sir Sierra Pekulear." Sierra said, after more silence was heard, Really, if this keeps up, I think I might just have to shove them in their faces just to get something GOING! Sierra giggled slightly, and as if they understood the two blushed a deep red.
Sierra tried not to burst out laughing- it was even more obvious now. Not, like it hadn't been in the first place, but really! They don't notice a thing? Really? Sierra thought to herself. Suddenly, out of the blue, hard fast knocking erupted on the door, "Open up, with your hands in the air Sociritchess!" The Hatter gasped, and Sierra thought that it was suppose to be an offensive term. (So-cih-ritch-ess)
"Why I never." Sierra mumbled, but walked to the door anyway, "No! Don't!" The Hatter whispered, but Sierra didn't stop. She smiled back at the two of them, and whispered, "I'd suggest you get out- So you won't be blamed for helping me, or some silly thing like that," Before she opened the door and slipped out- Sierra stood at the door, not inching, so the Pawns couldn't get into the room- as the Hatter and Alice would have time to get out the window, or something.
We forgot to mention, a voice, much like the medicines she had commanded before, that in 24 hours the sleeping antidote in the Potion will take effect and she will have to be in an interrupted sleep for 4 days.Sierra poundered this information for a while, not noticing that the Pawns had started to escort her down the hall, every once and a while their Underlandian language cursing, "Sociritchess!" Hmm, Sierra thought to herself, that means that Alice will have to be put in a very secluded envoironment, Wait! Where are they taking me?
"Wait!" A voice called out- no 2 voices- called out desperately, "No! Stop! She's not dangerous!" A White Pawn paused at this, while Sierra stood patiently seeing what would unfold. Her curiositywas much greater then her desire to escape the Pawns. They are only looking out for the Queen, after all! Sierra thought, as she noticed 2 people running- well, the Hatter was running while Alice fast-stepped looking like she might have taken a swig of beer. Well more then 1. Sierra tried not to giggle at this, as it would make Alice very embarrassed. She couldn't hold back her smile though.
"Excuse me?" The White Pawn asked doubliously, "She isn't dangerous?"
Sierra had to purse her lips at that, as she found it slightly offending. I would never hurt a fly- if it was a good fly, anyway.By that time, the Hatter and Alice had finally reached Sierra and the swarm of White Pawns. Some gasped as they noticed who was standing before them. Most kneeled, and Sierra hard-pressed, with a White Pawn gripping her arm, and she had to knell with them. She enjoyed kneeling anyway. She didn't know why, though.
"You're the Champion Alice!" Most exclaimed, as they got up from their kneeling- and bowing. Alice blushed at all the attention, but cleared her throat purposely, "Where are you taking that girl?"
"Um.. to the Hold, miss... err, Sir." One guard said, a little nervous about how the Champion was staring at him. He gulped.
Alice looked at all of them in turn, "And why are you doing this?"
''Err, 'cuz she's a Sociritchess!" Another one stated, "She wulda tried to harm da Queen!"
Alice lifted her eyebrow at all of them, and Sierra again tried not to laugh. It would have been disrespectful, and even if that wasn'ta rule, she still wouldn't have laughed. She wasn't Kiana- at least, not that she knew of.
"Does this girl reallylook like she could do harm to the Queen?" Alice asked, doubt clear in her voice. All the guards gulped, and turned around, and really saw how small Sierra was, compared to them. She wasn't even taller then the most smallest guard they had! How, could they have charged a girl, that doesn't even look like she could reach the botton shelf of Mirana's cupboard? The White Pawn immediately let go of her arm, and all of them muttered a quick, 'sorry bouts that' then they walked off, there shoulders stoopped as they knew that they had done wrong. Not that they would be punished or anything- it's just that the disappointment of the Queen, and the Champion weighed heavier on them then the worst wipping the Red Queen could come up with.
"It's alright!" Sierra called out from behind them, her voice chirpy, "Everyone makes mistakes! I'll be certain that it will all straighten out! Don't you fret! The Queen won't know a thing! Right Alice?" Sierra said, as she turned on to Alice to confront her question to the individual she was asking, "You won't tell right? It was just a perfect mistake- well, no, not really, since my acting must have provoked some troubles- I really should apologize to you all. But you so needed help! It's not like I could have stood there dragging on my conduct, while you were almost dead!"
"Almost dead!" Alice asked, appalled, "How in name of... Wait- Tugley Woods!" Alice exclaimed, as she started to remember, "I was... being called! And I wanted to find out, who was calling me... I ran deeper, then tripped on something... laughing could be heard, a-a sharp pain on my back- piercing pain, in fact- then... nothing..."
"Oh Alice!" Sierra was about to cry, but Hatter beat her to the punch. Only, as much as Sierra likes Alice, she never could have had so much emotion behind those words. Of course, she would have had more then most, as she idolizes Alice- along with other Disney characters- or Dysnee, if you want- but Sierra knew that Hatter was different- He was in love with Alice for pity's sake! His love had almost died, wouldn't you have much emotion when she pretrayed what happened? Of couse I would! Sierra said, and then smiled as she had found more proof as to the cause that Hatter and Alice loved each other. For the past moments Alice had been awake, she couldn't seem to keep her eyes of Hatter- as well as he. He talked about her with such a sweetness, that Sierra felt was so romantic- As far as Sierra was concerned, they would make an ideal pair. At least, as far as she could tell.
"That's so horrible Sir Alice!" Sierra exclaimed, her face in deep worry, "Please, try not to be so hasty with yourself! In about 24 hours, the sleep-effects of the potion will take effect and you will fall into a 4 day sleep. No worries, as long as you don't get intruputed- you will wake up fine and dandy- as for if you don't... I really have no idea what will happen."
"Hmmm," Alice said, as she pondered the information Sierra had just given her, "We have to tell the Queen about this." Alice said, her voice unusually calm for someone that had just been told that she could die... possibly.
Sierra gasped in delight, "Does that mean I can meet the Queen?" She exclaimed, as she started to bounce up and down, "I'm gunna meet the White Queen! I'm gunna meet the White Queen! Hurry hurry! Let's go!" Sierra said, as she started running down corridors, "Guide me to the White Queen." Sierra whispered, and soon corridors lit up for her. Sierra smiled, and thought, This One stuff is really neat. As she ran down the lit-up corridors, she could just hear the two `slow-pokes` walking behind her, Maybe they're asking each other out. Wouldn't that be something! Sierra laughed, as she ran down more corridors, and her laugh echoed around her making Sierra laugh more. Today is a good day. I feel so much better now- And I have a purpose in life that doesn't have Kiana's name written in it.
"Hatter, why does she have a huge gouge in her shoulder?"
Sierra, with the Hatter and Alice lagging somewhat behind her, they came upon the White Queen's Throne Room. The doors were wide open- allowing anyone or anything in, just as what Sierra would call "White Queen behaviour"- and she stepped inside. The Hatter came in as well, and walked off to some corner of the room, leaving Sierra and Alice alone for the White Queen to see, and then, greet, "It's so beautiful!" Sierra exclaimed, as she gazed about the room. It was a pure crystal room, with everything almost transparent-like. Large pillars made, of crystal, surrounded the room on the inside. If Sierra looked hard enough, she could just see that designs, by the many, were sclupted on the walls. Looping and swirling together, "Wow." Sierra said, just looking in awe around everything that surrounded her. Alice had to smile. How, she wondered, had the Pawns thought she was dangerous? She's just a few feet taller then the March Hare- if he stood up fully, instead of slouching.
"Do you like the Hatter?"
"Wha-! Errrm... uhhhhh..." Alice stuttered, with surprise, and a fine blush reddened her cheeks, at her embarrassment, as well as to Sierra's personal question. But, she was saved having to answer it, as the White Queen just saw them come in. She waved from her position between a group of Underlandians, and said something undistiguishable to them
"Hello, Alice Champion!" The White Queen called out excitedly, as she walked- well skipped- down to them. She reached Alice, and hugged her daintly, before letting go, and composing herself, "What happened? I was rushed out of the Castle quiteby surprise."
"Nothing distrubing, I believe Your Magesty." Alice said, glancing curiously at Sierra, who was staring up at the White Queen like she had just flew in from the sky, and defeated 10 Jabberwocky. When Alice and the White Queen start talking about... well somethingSierra shook herself off. She looked at the group of Underlandians, and immediately spots the Hatter over with them. With determination clear in her face, Sierra stalks over to the group, smiling widely, "Hello, Mr. Hatter!" Sierra calls out, as she squeezes into the group to talk to him. Conversation slows somewhat, as Sierra enters, but picks up again when she is where she wants to be. Beside the Hatter, able to ask some questions.
"So..." Sierra starts, but only to be intrupted by some murmured gasps.
"She saved Sir Alice!" Someone exclaims, pointing at Sierra. Sierra looks around, bewildered, "Huh? Oh, um... yeah...?"
"She saved Sir Alice!"
"Hurray!
"She saved our Champion!"
"She saved Underland!"
Sierra was bewildered by that statement, "No! I didn't save Underland!"
"YES! YOU DID! THE HATTER SAID SO! HE SAID YOU SAVED SIR ALICE!" The crowd shouted at her, and Sierra was almost blown back by the force of it, "Where is the Hatter?" Sierra asked, as she noticed he wasn't standing in the group anymore. Everyone shrugged, and looked around- hoping to glimpse him to help the one that had saved the Champion. Sierra quietly snuck out, shaking her head all the way, "I don't deserve THAT grace- I haven't saved Underland- yet, and I really didn't save Alice's life either- Those Medicines did!"
Sierra just spotted the Hatter sneaking out to the balcony, and Sierra had to try not to smile. I bet he's going out there to think about Alice, and his feelings toward her! Without a last thought, Sierra ran to the balcony and quietly walked out. Hatter was staring at the bright shinning sun, that was just setting in the distance, with his lips pursed.
"You like her, don't you? Alice, I mean." Sierra said softly, trying not to startle him. Yet, to no avail. Hatter jumped around, his fist going up to a brawl, until he realised that Sierra was standing there staring at him. Her eyes revealled nothing of what she was thinking, and Hatter sighed. He stared at her, thinking if he should tell her or not.
Sierra waiting patiently for the Hatter to decide what he was going to say, hoping that her efforts of hiding her emotions had worked. His eyes flashed between a pationate red, to a dull brown then to his bright green eyes. She could wait out here all night, but she knew that he needed to hear the words. It was an instinct inside her. Hatter needed to hear himself say I love Alice. He just needed to. Sierra stood patiently, a small indistinct smile never leaving her features. Just say it Hatter, just say the words. Even to yourself, just say them.
Another sigh shifted Hatters figure, and his eyes finally rested on his light lumnicent green ones, "Yes." He said roughly.
"Yes what?" Sierra asked polietly, her voice not demanding, or pleading. She was coaxing him to say it, yet giving him the decision to say no.
Hatter sighed deeply, and took a deep breath in, "I love... Alice... I love Alice. I love... Alice."
Sierra smiled brightly, hoping that her eyes were still not revealing her inner emotions- but her eys did flash bright white for a moment or two, "Thank you, Hatter," She said as she turned around and walked out of the balcony, leaving a confused Hatter behind her. When, Sierra looked up, she saw that Alice was walking brisquely towards her, and Sierra had to smile more, "Alice, you never answered my question. Do you like the Hatter?"
"Yes! Alright! I do! I do!" Alice said, as she was tired of having to have been stopped each time to go see what the Hatter was up to, "Really? Have you told him?" That stopped Alice. She turned toward Sierra, an indiscribable look on her face, "Why do you want to know?" Alice asked, her voice harsh.
"Becuase, I believe someone out there likes you just the same way." With that criptic message- Sierra's atempt at mysterious Sierra walked off, leaving Alice staring at her backside. Alice was thinking how a little girl, that no one had ever meet or seen before this day, could know so much. But her thought passed, and she thought of what she said before she had walked away- then rushed out to the balcony.
Good spot for them, Sierra thought, as she walked over to a chair in the back of the room. She was never much of a socialist- becuase, well, mostly becuase of her sister- but as well, as most people found it strange she still idolized Disney and she was 15!How strange can you get? So, whenever, out of some devivous plot in her head, Kiana took her to some party, Sierra always found herself- either by Kiana's side all night, since she "'wanted' her sister there"- or at the back of the party, near the wall. Out of sight, out of mind.
"Ah! The Saviour!" The White Queen's voice called out from behind Sierra, and she jumped up, and flung around, "How do you do, Your Magesty?" Sierra asked excitedly, as she curtsied before her, "It's such a thrill to finally meet you!" Sierra almost screamed, but she just held herself in check. The White Queen looked surprised for a moment, before smiling at her, "Andto be in Underland!" Sierra added, smiling at the White Queen, not bothered by the strange look she had gathered with her exclaimation, "That is wonderful!" The White Queen said, as some purple mist collected beside her. Soon a wide smile appeared, and Sierra stared at it, "Chessur!" Sierra said, as the purple cat materallized beside the Queen, "Hello, Your Magesty." Chessur says respectfully, and looks at Sierra, "Hello Sir Sierra."
"Hi Chessur!" Sierra exclaimes, waving widly at him, and he chuckles- then disappears again.
"Sir?" The White Queen asks, and Sierra shrugs, "Well, Sir Sierra, do you know what happened to Champion Alice? I heard the most awfullest of things! Of course, you were the one to save her, were you not?"
Sierra nodded, but then shook her head, "Yes, I know what happened Your Magesty- but I can't take all-"
"Do tell!" The White Queen interupted, and Sierra shrugged again, "Well, I believe it was to be the Jub-Jub bird, who got Alice, as she had Jub-Jub poison inside of her. But it wasn't just the Jub-Jub who attacked her, if you get my meaning. The Red Queen and Stayne are back, and out for blood. I know, because a Red Heart Tart was beside Alice. I couldn't tell if it was eaten or not, as I accidentally squished some of it. Now, I really doubt you make Red Heart Tarts around here." The White Queen shook her head, worry mounting on her face, "Of course- Your White, why make Red ones? Anyway, so yes, I don't mean to be the bearer of bad news, but Sta- ahem- Knave and Icar- ahem- The Red Queen are back, Mi- ahem- Your Majesty."
"What shall we do? Alice told me about her problem! No one will want to go to the Red Queen without the assurance of Alice by their side! I don't want to force them..." The White Queen worried, as her brow crinkled in concern.
"I already have that handled, Your Magesty. I will go and defeat the two, and I really doubt that anyone will want to venture with me after- well, never mind." After my ubrupt entrance to the Castle, with me flinging stuff here and there. No, I don't think anyone will want to go with me, even if I save 700 Alice's.
"No! I can't possibly put you in that position! And please, not to be offensive- you are a bit young and well..."
"Short?" Sierra supplied, not in the least bothered. She had been pestered to death by this of her sister, saying she couldn't do things since she was such a small wittle girly.Then she'd laugh. It made Sierra's blood boil as she thought of all the things Kiana had done. If I EVER see her AGAIN it will be all TOO soon.
"Yes, exactly! I forbid it! You are to not go hunting them alone!" The White Queen said, lifting her chin up high. Sierra stared her down, but looked away at the last moment. I hope this counts as NEED TO,Sierra thought, as she nodded her head, "Yes Your Magesty, I won't." But, as she said it, her fingers were crossed, and she was really hoping this would be considered the "Doesn't Count" Lie. The one where you had to lie.
Sierra hoped that no one could see her sneaking out of the Castle. It was just a bit past Midnight, and shadows streaked across the ground. "Night vision." Sierra whispered, and suddenly everything went clear as day, "Good gravy this is so cool!" Sierra whispered, again at how she could just say, or imagine stuff, and it would seem to appear. "I LOVE being The One!Gwad! It's just so neat-o! I love-" She slapped a hand over her mouth, as she started to ramble, none of that now- We have to stop Red and Stayne from doing WHATEVER it is they are going to do. They can't take over Underland while I'm in it! Not without a fight! Sierra released her mouth, then fingered her sword around her hip, as well as calling off her night vision, before sneaking off into the night. Sierra was positive, that no one was around. Yet right before she was out of the Castle walls, she noticed someone staring at her, "Dog-gone it!" Sierra said, as she dove behind the tree that was beside her. She pressed herself up against it, hoping the person reallyhadn't seen her- but to no avail. Footsteps crunched the ground as they neared her hiding spot. When Sierra felt that they were only inches from her hiding spot, she jumped out, grabbing her sword and the person in one swift motion- then holding the edge of the sword at their throat, "Tell anyone..." Sierra said, but she could finish the sentence, as it would either be unrespectful, or an out-right lie. Of course, Sierra could hope this would be another "Doesn't Count" Lie.
"Wait!" The desperate voice exclaimed, and Sierra recognised it instantly, "Hatter?" She whispered, and dropped him, sheathing her sword once again, "What are you doing here?" She whispered hoarsely, realizing she had almost attack the Hatter. Oh gwad, I'm in trouble, Sierra thought, as she winced and waited for the punishment that was surely to come by her actions. But nothing came, and Sierra was surprised, Maybe they over-looked it? Sierra thought, as she opened her eyes, and noticed a very very pale Hatter was standing before her, "Are you okay?" Sierra asked softly.
"It's you." The Hatter said, "I didn't know you had a sword! And your agility!" He started to slowly step away from her, afriad. Sure, she had said she was a hero, she didhave a sheath on her belt- But, her impecible innoceness- It was all a lie.
Sierra felt a dreading feeling crawl in her stomach, "Hatter! Please don't tell Mirana! I needto stop Stayne and Icrabeth! They have to be stopped!" Hatter nodded, not even surprised she had known the names, and his eyes turned a dark dark colour, "Let me help you." He said in his thick Scottish acent, his fear disappearing, as well as his doubts. She was part of the good-side, even if she had lied- But, yet, did she? She didn't out right say she didn't have a sword- or even agility skills... Hatter was all too confused.
"No! I could never put you in that dang- Umm, I mean, I need someone to cover for me! And, don't you want to look after Alice? By now she must be in her comatost like state! Sleeping for 4 days, right? So you will want to make sure NOBODY inturpts her sleep- or else..." Sierra didn't go on with that statement, wanting it to stay there, a dark blanket covering Hatter's feelings. He HAS to stay here! I don't want him to risk his life! At least, if I die, nothing would be different, changed. If Hatter died, I couldn't THINK of the things that will be affected! Not to mention Alice- and telling him it would be too dangerous, it will only make him want to go more,"Go Hatter- go to Alice, and please cover me if you can." Sierra whispered, as she rushed off into the night, her eyes gleaming like a cats and her sword shimmering against the pale moon-light. Hatter watched her go with mixed feelings. Hate for making him stay behind, yet the knowing sensation of that she is right. Hope for the Red Queen and Stayneto finally be gone, yet the sadness of thinking she might not make it back. His eyes flicked back and forth between inner emotions he was feeling. He sighed once, and turned around heading towards the Castle doors, already thinking of an excuse for why she wasn't there anymore.
Meanwhile, Sierra was running swiftly through the forest, her midnight eyes seeing every root and fallen tree branch to dodge and avoid. She ducked and jumped over various tree limbs, and put a finger to her lips as she passed some chatty tulips, who haven't gone to sleep yet. Sierra ran past them, and found that they did quiet down. She ran farther and deeper into the forest, using some instinct of whatshe didn't know that she had. She felt the Jub-Jub bird near her, and she stopped. The moon was out in full, and Sierra unimagined her night-vision eyes, as the moon was bright enough for her to see.
"Aeeeyaaa!" A screech sounded in front of her, and Sierra cautiously stepped forward. When she passed a big dense piece of forest, she saw that the Jub-Jub bird was in the middle of another clearing, like the one she had fought him in before. Only this one was smaller, and only had grass- no flowers. The Jub-Jub bird screeched again, as it raised its nose to the air. Sierra looked about, even called on her night-vision again, but she could see nobody there, Good, a fair fight on my hands. No Stayne or Red Queen to mess it up.Sierra then grabbed her sword, and lifted it up to her face, recalling her night-vision again. She looked and saw some plush bushes at the far end of the clearing. Sierra concentrated on them and thougth, shake bushes.In minutes, the bushes started to shake violently. The Jub-Jubbird screeched at them, and waddled toward it, craning its neck to see. While he was distracted, Sierra advanced toward the bird, raising her sword higher- but paused. That strange feeling of her mind shutting off was coming back, as well as that coldnessof not having her joy and happiness. In her moments of hesitation, the bush had stopped rattling, and the Jub-Jub bird plucked at it, then turned back around- only to discover a girl a few feet away holding a sword up, as if to slice him in half. The Jub-Jub screeched and glared at her with it's big red eyes. That screech woke Sierra up from her thoughts, and she brought the blade down a few inches. The Bird and The Girl stared each other down, as they started to circle each other. Each waiting for the other to make the move.
The Jub-Jub bird, patience not a virtue to him, screeched and swipped at Sierra- who easily sumersaulted out of the way. The Jub-Jub bird screamed, and flew up into the sky, its wings turning a dark purple, and going towards the moons pale light. It soon flew in front of it, blocking all light. Sierra shook her head, and called on her night-vision. She saw that the bird was going to dive-bomb her, and she stepped out of the way. But not far enough for the wing not to go down the side of her face. Sierra realed back, stumbling and holding her face. With that movement, she had dropped her sword. The Jub-Jub pressed advantage to it, and started to keep swiping at her. Sierra dodge them all, swirling and diving away from the slices to her body. She saw her sword laying down, underneath the Jub-Jub of all things. Sierra frowned, and glared at the Bird. Thus justnoticing the huge swip of the wing it made. Sierra tried to get out of the way, but it found its mark. It sliced Sierra's back, deep and long. Sierra bit her lip hard, drawing blood, and circled around the Jub-Jub bird for an opening. On her second circle, just such and opening was there and she dove for her sword- Just making it. Before the Jub-Jub bird could crush her with its feet, Sierra rolled out of there, holding up her sword to the bird and glaring at it darkly. "You were the one that had almost killed Alice!" Sierra screamed coldly, as she charged at the bird, her sword flung high. For some odd reason, the Bird stayed still- as if frozen in fear. Sierra pressed this to her advatage, revenge searing in her blood, and drove the sword down. Yet, at the last minute, the Jub-Jub bird scrambled out of the way, only to a clear opening to get sliced in the left wing- the opposite wing Sierra had sliced when she first got here. Sierra drove her sword down on the wing, and cut through bone and muscle tissue. The Jub-Jub screamed, and swipped at Sierra with his hurt wing, and she got flown away.
The Jub-Jub bird, now completely angry, glared at Sierra. He screeched so loud, that Sierra was certain King Mickey and Queen Minnie had heard it. Then, like Sierra, it charged at her- Only Sierra wasn't frozen in fear, her revenge for the Jub-Jub hurting Alice was heating her veins- making no time for fear to freeze them. Sierra ducked, and rolled safely out of the way. The Jub-Jub reared on its hind legs, and Sierra saw her opening. She jumped up, and charged at the rearing bird, her sword held straight out in front of her. Sierra screamed loudly, as she plunged the sword deep in the belly of the Jub-Jub bird. The Jub-Jub screeched along with her, as it tried to fly away, yet to no avail. Its life blood started to drain out on Sierra's sword, and Sierra just remembered that its blood was just as poisonious to her as its poison, Sierra scrambled away, her hands tingling slightly, as some of its blood had trickled down onto her. She ran over to the nearest tree, politely grabbed one of its leaves, and rubbed her hand vigourously, scrapping away some of the skin that the blood of the Jub-Jub bird had pealed off. Sierra bit her lip harder, trying not to cry out. Tears trickled down her face as her hands started to tingle more. Then, her back started to scream in protest, and Sierra almost collapsed. She closed her eyes, and glared mentally at the Jub-Jubbird for doing this to her. Her mind was trickling, but her happiness and optimisism was nowhere to be found. Sierra felt plagued with fear and hate.
How can I save Underland? I'm no hero! Look at me! I'm just a small little girl. My sword isn't even with me. Maybe Kianawas right after all- As soon as she thought that, her sword appeared right in front of her, as well as a bright flash of light. Sierra opened her eyes, and there stood a beautiful woman, her long blond hair coursing down her back, as she was shown in a soft white light. She extended her hand, and Sierra felt her worries slip away. The Beautiful Woman smiled at Sierra, and light golden wings floated out her back, "I am Fate Cassandra." She said, as she gave Sierra her sword, "And you are unlike most The Ones. You have strength and determination- as well as a strong will to do justice." She said, her voice as light as a feather and as soft as one too, "You cando more, then just save Underland, my dear- So much more. Believe in yourself. Nothing is impossible. No matter what you're sister has said to you, you are powerful. But, my dear, even with the greatest person, there is a struggle for control- And you are worse then most. Your side of darkness, does not border on anything evil, but it can hurt the ones you love. It takes over your body, and mind- but it has not taken over your spirit. Don't ever let it take over your spirit." Sierra stared at her, "Is that the emptiness that I feel when Battling?" Sierra asked, and Fate Katie nodded. Suddenly, her body started to disappear, "But how can I do that?" Sierra exclaimed with worry, as more and more of Katie was fading away, "Nothing is impossible for The One." She whispered just before her light engolfed her. Sierra stood staring at the spot where she had been, until she shook herself vigourously. Get yourself together Sierra! It's time to kick some Underland Underwear! Sierra smiled at her own joke, before she sheathed her sword, and started to run- ignoring her back, and the blood coursing down to her knees. She grabbed a huge tree-leaf when she ran past, and tied it around her back with her mind. Stayshe told it, as she ran down a rotting section of Tugley Woods. She knew this was a perfect spot for Stayne and Icrabeth, as nobody ever would want to come down this far into Tugley Woods. She ran down farther, until suddenly, "Ahh!" Sierra exclaimed, and her voice echoed. She was standing on the edge of a very large canyon. It stretched miles wide, and Sierra couldn't see the bottom of the canyon- it was that deep.
"What was that?" A shrill voice filtered in Sierra's ears.
"Probably nothing." A dark, glumy voice answered, with scorn mixed in.
Stayne and Red.Sierra thought, as she advanced towards the noise. Dead trees and brushes surrounded the voices, but there was some space for Sierra to see them. Bed-raggled and dirty, the two paced around a bunch of dead ashes, each lost in their own thoughts, "Well!" The Red Queen said scornfully, "Go check it out!" She screamed, pointing to where Sierra had been when she had screamed. Stayne glared at the Red Queen before mumbling and taking off- only doing this seeing as it was the only way to get hisrevenge on that ridicious blond-headed girl- and that brown-haired girl, for ruining their plan.
Sierra hid behind the tree, as Stayne went off to search for someone that wasn't there anymore. Sierra giggled slightly at the irony of the situation, but stopped immediately as the Red Queen glared in her direction. Stayne soon came back, grumbling even more, "No ones out there!" He said stonely, and sat down on a hard rock. He glared at Red for making him go out there, but Red just glared at Sierra's direction, ignoring him, "Who's there? Come out, or have your head chopped off!" She screamed, as she pointed to Sierra. Sierra knew when she was caught, so she stepped out, giving each a dark glare. The two both gasped, as they reconized who it was. The one who had ruined their plan, "Yes?" She said icily, "Chop off my head if you dare." She replied to Red's last statement, and stood stalk still, glaring the death out of both of them. Each one figited in the girls harsh glare, before Red glared back, "CHOP OFF HER HEAD!" She screamed at Stayne, who covered his ears and ignored her.
"Awwwhh," Sierra mocked affection, her mind turning back to emptiness. Sierra couldn't help that- as it was meant to happen, but Sierra is trying, with her might to never let it take over her soul,"Wittle Reddie can't get her henchmen to do her bidding, isn't that sad?" Red screamed in hatred, and ran at Sierra- rage boiling over, "Why you!" She screamed, as she charged. Sierra easily side-stepped Red's attempt, and yawned purposely. Stayne snickered in the background.
"Don't just stand there you dope! Get her!" Red screamed, rushing at Sierra again. Sierra frowned, and stepped away again, "Can we play another game? This is really boring- Yes, why doesn't the Dopejoin in?" This time, it was Reds turn to laugh out loud. Stayne glared at Sierra, and frowned, "You will regret that remark." He said icily.
"About as much as I do, right now, lookingat you?" Sierra remark, fondling the hilt of her sword, as Stayne had unsheathed his- Sierra absently thought how he had come across a sword, but she was intrupted in her thoughts. Stayne growled deeply, and charged at her with his sword. Just like Red, she side-stepped his charge, and drawed out her sword, and battered his down, as he had anticipated that, and swung at her, "Come onStayne!" Sierra chided, "Can't you beat a child! Really, no wonder you call him a dope!" Sierra was having some fun- as in, not having insults thrown at her, she is the one throwing them at others. Of course, she would never think of doing that to someone that is nice- Stayne and Red don't really fit the nice category- seeing as they murdered innocent people, for stupid and unimportant reasons. Red laughed loudly at the insult she had given Stayne, and sat down, watching all the fun. She knew, that sooner or later, the girl would fall. They all did. Stayne was just better then most. But, this girl didn't strike Red as most people. She worried about it for a moment, before deciding that if she won, Red would just cheat her out of victory. It wasn't like she hadn't done cheap-shots before.
While Red was thinking about being malicous and do a double-handed move, Sierra and Stayne had finally gotten into a full-felged sword-fight. One attacked and another parried it- Sierra was mostly on the offense, attacking Stayne at every apportunity, while he had to deflect it. She bounded around in circles, hoping to make Stayne confused- for which it did. He wasn't moving fast enough, and Sierra had great apportunities to strike him down- For which she took, but only justcutting into his skin. If she was to kill him, it would be when he was facing her and able to deflect her blow. She was going to fight the respectful way, and not be a double-hander- her empty mind couldn't change her morals.
Stayne was getting angry. This girl is good. Too good.Stayne thought, as he parried more of Sierra's flighty attacks. None of them were full-blown attacks, and they angered him. Why doesn't she get on with it! She has full clear shots of me! Why doesn't she take them? Wait! Is she toying with me!That thought made Stayne's blood boil. Somebody just playing around with him, while he was actually making an effort? He was trying, and it was all to someones amusment?How dare this girl try to make a fool out of him! Stayne'sparries then came harder, and faster then he had done, and he was trying to shove away Sierra, so he could get a good blow to her, "Finally Stayne! You put effortto it!" Sierra exclaimed, smiling cheekily at him. Stayne growled, and found that his asumtions had been correct, She IS playing with me! How dare she!He thought, and then he found an opening. Sierra wasn't- just now- covering her right side. Stayne went for it. He drove his sword toward her right side, and Sierra saw it coming seconds too late. She was able to deflect most of the blow, but still his sword dig into her side, drawing blood.
"Is that all?" Sierra asked, holding back her pain, as Stayne stepped back, breathing heavily. All his parrying with Sierra had made him tired, and that blow to her side had taken up alot of his strength, "Aren't you a man, Stayne? Can't you fight?" She said, her voice as laboured as his breath seemed. Stayne smiled. Even though she hadn't shown it, that cut he had made hurt her- made her weaker. It gave him some hope, maybe she's not as invinsible as she thinks.Stayne thought, as he then again descended upon her, with his sword to the ready. Sierra held up her own, it's blue light glinting in the sun-light that was just coming up over the horizon. The sun wasn't a clear thing yet, and Sierra wondered why Time was stickingto schedule, when a sharp pang was in her arm. Her distracted mind had gotten away from the fight, and Stayne had swung down hard on her arm. Good thing it was her other arm, that didn't hold her sword. But that also happened to be the arm that the Jub-Jub bird had ruined her shoulder. Sierra glared fruitfully at Stayne, and Stayne was taken back. Her glare was unlike anything he had ever seen. Sierra, determined to give him his own medicine, fought back, swinging down and charging at him, while all he could do was deflect the attacks. Minutes went by, and Sierra could sense he was tiring more.
"So, you though Um was hot, right?" Sierra said, as she gave him a really hard blow, that sent him flying backwards.
"What!" Stayne exclaimed, as he fumbled backwards from Sierra's thrust, "How dare you!" Stayne exclaimed, getting angry.
"What? You're all upset, 'cuz she happens to not like you? AT ALL?" Sierra teases, as she playfully pouts, "Is he all maddy-waddy 'cuz the Hatter has a better chance then him? Awwhhh, poor babyyy." Sierra says in a wierd voice- one that you would hear, when a mother is talking to her 1 year-old child, "Is he getting maddy-waddy?" Sierra says, as Stayne starts to scowl deep in his throat, and his left eye twitches, "You know, someone should talk to you about your mind-nubbing temper." Sierra says, as she turns her back on him to gesture about it to Red. She gestures back, but smiles with pleasure as she sees Stayne charging in on her- and Sierra seemed not to notice. Yet, at the last second, Sierra turns around. She braces her feet apart, and holds her sword up- Only she didn't know that Stayne was so close to her. Before Sierra could so much as blinkStayne charges in on her, and runs into her sword- impalling himself on the spot. Sierra screamed more then Staynedid, and, seconds before, her mind had trickled back to her non-emptiness, "Oh my gwad!" Sierra shouts, as she drops the sword and jumps away from it, "I didn't know he'd do that!" Sierra screams, as she backs away from the sword, "That's just wrong way to die, even for him!" Sierra exclaimes frantically, just oogling the sight of Stayne lying there, bleeding, his cold blue eyes staring at un-known darkness. With trembling fingers, Sierra closes his eyelids, says a few words in prayer, and stands up- to contemplate her now complicated position. She doesn't exactly feel sadthat Stayne had died- It's just, that he couldn't have seen it coming. If anything, Sierra was more frigthened that her darker side might get a hand-over-head inch because of this.
Meanwhile, Red was getting pretty angry. She knew that it was time to go below the belt, seeing as her number 1 fighter was gone. She can cause trouble if I don't get rid of her, The Red Queen thought, as she grabbed a dead branch from below, and held it up to her head. "Off with your head!" Red couldn't help but scream, as she got close enough to Sierra and swung down as hard as she could. Red couldn't help it- it was a tradition. Sierra, her reflexes going into over drive, instinctively ducked- and she ducked fast. Yet, not fast enough for the blow to completely miss her. The bottom half of the dead rotted branch grazed her face, leaving semi-deep cuts, and a few very minor scratches. Sierra grabbed the branch, before it swung out of reach, and tugged it down. Red, caught by surprise, stumbled forward and to the ground. Sierra jumped up, wiping the blood from her face as she went, "Is that all Red? Can't you do better!"
The Red Queen snarled, as she leaped up as well, "Don't think your petty insults can harm me! I am no weakling compared to that over-sized apeSTAYNE!" The Red Queen sneered, as they too, started to circle each other, "Oh really?" Sierra asked, with her eye-brow cocked, but trying not to grimancefrom the pain in her chest- It wouldn`t do to show Red she was hurting, as her mind started to file back into emptiness, and cold calculations, "Well then, why did you fall in love with him? Why did you believein him?" The Red Queen stared at Sierra in shock, "How did you know!" Red whispered hoarsely, too stunned to be furious, "Nobody but me knows that!" Red rebuffed in a near roar, "I'll kill you!" She screamed, as she charged at Sierra. Sierra dodged out of the way, and stepped back- only to find her foot slip, as she was at the edge of the canyon, "How'd we get here?" Sierra said out-loud, as she looked down the ever-expansive canyon depth, "I wonder how deep it is?" Sierra asked out loud, not paying the slightest attention to her battle with Red, "Well, why don't you find out!" Red exclaimed, as she shoved Sierra over the edge of the cliff.
"AHHH!" Sierra screamed, and reached out with her hands- and, snagged a lonely vine. But that lonely vine was the only thing holding up the small piece of rock that Red was standing on- and it, being a lonely vine and all, couldn't withstand Sierra's weight. The rock bed creaked and groaned as it fought its invisible battle with gravity. Gravity won. The rock underneath The Red Queen's feet broke apart, and started to fall down into the depths of the canyon. Sierra, the vine still managing to hang on to the rock, but not holding up the top, was keeping Sierra safe. But hard rock bounded down around her, giving her major welts and bruises. Suddenly, all the footing above her gave way, and Sierra- between the huge pile of falling rubble, could see a flash of deep red.
The Red Queens terrified screams followed behind her, even though she had fallen 3 minutes ago. Sierra was still holding a death grip on the vine, that seemed to be related to the Train that would NEVER give up. Sierra had her eyes closed, and was thanking everything that came to mind for saving her life from the tragedy that had befallen Red. Sierra, after she found that every piece of loose rubble had finally fallen down onto every square inch of her, she climbed up the cliff. The perch that Red had been standing on, was completely gone- but still, Sierra had been quite far down when she had grabbed that vine, so that rock that hadn'tfallen was still a ways away. Sierra's limbs screamed in protest, as she grabbed convient footholds in the rock. She couldn't seem to imagine herself up on the rock, so she had to do it the hard way. Climbing, one thing I always loved to do. I'm not sure if I love it anymore.Sierra drew in a large breath, as she laid down on the rock, but then thought better of it, "Just to be safe..." Sierra said, as she walked quickly away from the rock and out into the woods, her mind switching back to her Fun-loving set of mind. She clapped her hands, and her sword appearred in her sheath. She smiled breifly at how awesome The Ones were again, before running- then stopingand walking painfully- to the Castle that was somewhere off in the distance. Sierra, after minutes of her body's harmful protesting, stopped to rest on a near-by tree. She looked around, wondering if anyone had allied themselves with Red and were hunting her down- but found that nothing besides nature stir around her. Sierra relaxed, and dropped her head against the tree. She closed her eyes, only wanting to do it breifly- before she went completely out.
Wow... Load of stuff on the first chapter! And there you go! Nice big little bit of Hatter and Alice for you! You can only imagine what happened in the Balcony... but I'm pretty sure you know where I was getting at. ;)
Anyway, to explain Sierra's condition, is that- Well, during fights, she seems to suck all her happiness and joy away- leaving a very small part of her that IS afriadthat IS angry that is COLD. (Well, no happiness, and you get a cold person right?) So yeah, it seems to happen to her during fights, but it may happen if she gets mad enough. It's like, her really bad side, where she doesn't usually think of kindess- To the Villians anyway. :) I had to get a big fault for her, and here it is. Although it really isn't much of a fault, but it's kind of scary. Imagine her, devode(sucked) of all happiness and joy- that MAKES her Sierra, that MAKES her. So yeah, can you just imagine that? Freaky. I HATE to be the person behind her blade when she's like that.
So, any other questions you have, please ask me about them! R&R!
- Calm-Waters
