When she had arrived back at the palace, she let herself fall off of the horse, soaking her arms in her own tears.

"Ave?" she didn't look up when she heard Jack's voice. "What happened?"

"Aven," his father's voice was more shocked than she had ever heard it. "Where's you sister?"

A moment later, she was sitting in a carriage headed to The Looking Glass. Jack was sitting next to her, but she didn't try to talk to him. By the time they had stopped, her tears had dried, but she was still shaking. Jack had put his arm around her, trying to calm her down, but she refused to tell him what was wrong.

When the carriage door opened, Jack and Richard had to lead her out and into the building. She still didn't say a word to either of them. The journey through the mirror, wasn't as scary as it had been the first time, but that hardly mattered to her.

They quickly journeyed to The House of Cards, which was where the rulers of Wonderland lived. With in a wink of the eye they were in front of The White and Red Queens, they asked Aven to tell them what happened. Richard and Jack had left the room, hoping that she would feel more comfortable with less people around her.

Eventually the whole story came out, The Queens had tried to hide the fear that this news brought, but Aven could tell that they were frightened. Aven was shown to a room, while The Queens talked to Richard. After a few slow hours, Aven fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

Aven awoke to the sound of shouts coming from outside. She flew to the window to see the lower wall, that was supposed to protect The House of Cards, in flames. An army was invading the palace and towns around it. She could hear screaming coming from the hall outside of her room, and darted behind a curtain, hoping that it would be enough to hide her.

Her heart was pounding and the thought that she was going to die rose to the top of her mind. A few minutes later, she heard the door to the room open, and tears began to slide down her cheek. She heard footsteps approaching the curtain and braced herself for the worst, but when the curtain was pulled back it's Richard who she saw.

She sighed and let him take her wrist as they ran out of the room and down the hall. They didn't stop running until they had made it outside. He pointed in the direction on the building where The Looking Glass was kept.

"My son is waiting for you," he informed her, she looked to at the building, then met his eyes again. "He knows what to do."

Tears were still flowing down her face, and he gave her a sympathetic look. "It'll be alright." He glanced behind him, then back at her. "Good luck, child. Run!"

She ran, not trusting herself to look behind her. When she had reached the inside of the building, she saw Jack standing in front of The Looking Glass. He was staring at an empty metal box, that sat on a stand. He was holding a sword in his right hand.

When Aven reached him, he looked more frightened than she had ever seen him. He looked at her and seemed at a loss for words. Then the door's swung open at the other end of the room, and it walked several men.

"Jump!" Jack told Aven.

"What about you?" She asked him.

"I'll be alright, just jump!" She did as he said, thinking about how much he reminded her of his father. She looked behind her, watching the mirror fade, she saw Jack swinging the sword at the mirror. It shattered, and she gasped. Luckily, she had reached the other side of The Looking Glass, before it fell to pieces.

She looked around her, as the mirror shattered, the building around her began to crumble to ruins. The few people in the room, ran outside, screaming, and she followed them. When she made it outside, she heard them saying that this was her fault, that she had somehow caused The Looking Glass to shatter.

That was when her memories left her. It didn't happen slowly, one moment she knew exactly what was going on, and the next she couldn't even remember her own name. The only thing that she could register was that the world around her was crumbling and it was her doing.

The few surviving supporters of The Red and White Queens, stood in a line facing the guillotine. No one noticed the mirror in one of the higher windows of The House of Cards, no one noticed the young girl standing inside of it. One by one, the brave few faced the end of this life, the screams of their families and their cries of pain could hardly be heard from where the girl was standing.

She twirled her hand around a lock of her light blonde hair, and ghost of a smile on her face. She didn't know why they all seemed so scared, thanks to their beloved queens, they wouldn't die. They would wake up somewhere else with no memory of their previous life.

No one could hear the crystal clear voice singing the newest verse of the song that summarized her sorrowful life.

"Today starts the next chapter

Of this tragic tale,

Now you all hear my laughter,

Now your light will fail."

The girl who's name had once been Aven, lived in Looking Glass Land for the rest of her childhood. She was never able to remember her past, but upon moving to Wonderland, but her deep hatred for The Queen of Hearts returned to her. She spent most of her time at The Mad Tea Party, where she became an instant favorite of the currant Mad Hatter.

With in her first week in Wonderland, she met a man of the same years as her, who seemed to share her contained, secret loathing toward The Queen and the way she ruled Wonderland. His name was Morris, and before long the two had become very close. They were a good team as well, she was a very smooth talker and was able to analyze the emotions of whomever she was speaking with easily, he knew the lay of the land, and how to make sure that she was talking to the right people.

Soon The Mad Hatter had thoughts of retiring, that may or may not have been planted by her, and she was given his job. The first thing that she did was talk The March Hare into leaving as well and gave Morris his job. The Tea Party became a good way for them to secretly rally support for their cover revolution, while Hatter, as she liked to be called, rose up the social ladder by gaining the trust of all the right people.

She became aware of the missing part of her soul, only when it had found the perfect person to attach itself to, and young woman named Alice. It didn't take long for Hatter to find out that part of her was in someone else. She assumed that the only way to free herself was to get rid of Alice, which wouldn't have been a problem if Alice's visit hadn't occurred the same time that she was perfectly positioned to killed The Queen, and if Alice hadn't found a group if unlikely heroes to help her.

Ivory was standing in the middle of her small room that was only viewable through The Queen's mirror. The Queen had waved her hand over the larger mirror, and Ivory turned to face it. It wasn't unusual for The Queen to ask her for advise, but this time her expression held more worry.

It took only a moment for her to explain what had happened, but at the mention of The Red Knight, Ivory wasn't able to hold back her shock. Everyone thought that he was dead, even she who knew otherwise had forgotten about him, she knew that there had to be a reason why he had chosen now to make his appearance. They had captured him, but he wouldn't tell them anything.

"Let me talk to him," she said to The Queen. "I'll be able to tell if he's lying."

The Queen hesitated before answering. "I'll give you five minutes." She said and Ivory thanked her.

She shakily stepped out of the mirror, and The Queen took her place. The cool air of the outside world hurt when it touched her soft skin, but she hid that when she had reached the room where The Red Knight was being held. He looked up when the door opened and a small smirk crossed his lips when he saw her.

"Ivory, it's been a long time," his voice did it's best to hide his emotions.

"Yes," she shut the door behind her. "A very long time. No one has seen you since we took over Wonderland. Why are you making your appearance now?"

"Why would I tell you?" He asked simply.

"Because we used to be friends," her voice was full of mock sweetness. "Because right now your life is on the line." He was silent so she continued talking. "I assume that this had something do do with your son, but you didn't run to his rescue the last time he was in trouble."

There was a table at the end of the room, she walked to it and picked up the small object that was lying on it. "He's a lot like you, only you knew better than to get caught stealing The Stone of Wonderland." Her words didn't seem to surprise him. "That's how you got this..thing."

She pointed the gun at him, their eyes locked, but she waited for him to speak. "I was just helping Jack." He whispered.

"He died eighteen years ago, why didn't you save him then?" His eye's met the ground and she smirked. "This has to do with that girl he was with, who is she?"

"How should I know?"

"Who is she?" She raised the gun and cocked it. "You need to answer me."

He looked at her but didn't speak. She pulled the trigger, shooting him in the shoulder. He howled in pain, and she lowered the weapon.

"Talk." He looked down again, he clothes slowly being drenched with his own blood. The a thought popped in to Ivory's head, he stomach began to turn and she tried to keep her voice steady, it came out as a whisper, but she knew he could hear her. "Is she my little sister?"

He didn't move, his eyes were squeezed shut. "Look at me!" She screamed, firing the gun at the ceiling this time. When he slowly raised his head, and one look at his face confirmed her theories. She turned and ran out of the door, shouting at the men who were supposed to be guarding to get a doctor in there. She didn't want Richard to die until he had witnessed the deaths of his son and The Red Queen.

*End of part two* Thanks again to Quinn Fiberoptic for reviewing! I should also say thank you to The Syfy channel's Tin Man, of which a good deal of part two is based on. Since I'm saying thank you, thanks for reading, please review, and I'll see ya next chap!