My sprained tails have healed so getting to my mansion was no problem. Once I got there I jumped on the roof and stared down at the visitors. My eyes glinted an erie glow.

Alice Liddell's Point of View

I looked up, squeezing Boris' arm. There, just upon the roof, was a cat. Much like Boris but with two tails.

I looked back at Boris to see him grabbing a card in his hand. He turned around and dragged me again. We ran out of the forest the time period changing back to day but then to evening.

Boris connected a door to his room. He stepped through and Boris' room was waiting on the other side. "Boris, who was that?" I asked.

Boris took a deep breath.

"Spade Zinraw is her name. Her role is the Rebirther. She smashes clocks and steals the numbers inside. She create Marionettes using those numbers. Like Ace, Spade works for the Jokers. Both circus and prison. She is a feline like me but has two tails and instead of just cat ears she had human sars too because when she was 'born' she had…problems. When she fights, she uses her cards which are sharper than that pip squeaks' dagger. She only uses her gun when she is in major trouble or protecting her remaining family. She had a major fear of the queen, the PM, the knight, the old fart, me, the pipsqueak, the lizard, the hatter, the hare, the twins, basically everyone but the prick. Now she works with Pierce which drives the knight nuts. Now she's only afraid of the knight and the leaders of territory, including herself. Spada is someone you don't want to mess with. If you see her, run."

All of this was so confusing. Is she hated for her role, like Julius is? Or is it because…Spade just needs help!

Spade Zinraw's Point of View

I sighed. No one ever comes here anymore! Not fair! Time to go back to the circus.

"How did it go?" White asked. I shook my head sighing. "Bolted." I replied sadly. "BULLSHIT!" Black yelled through Joker's mask. Outside the tent it turned Night.

I walked toward a certain tent that belonged to my two favorite deadlies~

Once I opened the flap of the tent the two children cried. I sighed. "It's alright my little killers~ It's just your tutor." I soothed. "S-Spade…someone told us a scary tale." The children whimpered in fear. I nodded and went over to their beds on the floor. "It's alright~ I'll throw knifes at those little killers that try to go after my deadlies~ No one kills them but me~" I purred. "Y-you're not gonna kill us though…right?" They whimpered. I shook my head. "Never~" I soothed. I sat down between their two beds. "Who wants a story?" I asked. Both raised their hands and I began.

"There were two children and one teen in a family. The others around them died. However the teen took great responsibility for the kids seen if she didn't like them. However, she lived them every much and would give up everything in the whole world to protect them." The two kids were fast asleep. The kids were fast asleep with their arms over my legs. Their pillows were slanted so they were resting on my hip.

"Oh come on! I never get to finish~" I giggled silently.