I am so sorry that I haven't posted in forever, but I am now so don't feel like I'm forgetting abort you guys! Chapter 25, enjoy!
"Alice…."
The voice was soft, and pulled Alice towards it in the dark. Unlike her usual nightmares, Alice knew where she was, or more specifically where she wasn't. She was stumbling around in the streets of London, where she had been not a few hours before, but a new menacing glow of evil and a dark eerie sense filled through out her dream.
"Alice…."
I'm here, Alice wanted to call, but something held her voice under lock and key, and perhaps it was better that way.
"Alice…."
The voice started to grow dimmer and Alice felt herself run, faster and faster towards where ever the voice was, but no mater what speed she ran, she would never get close enough to the voice to hear its sweet melody.
"Alice…"
"I'm coming." Alice called, finally finding her voice and felt it run up her throat coarsely like she'd been running for a long time and maybe she had, while she rounded another corner. "Wait!"
With a sigh, Alice stopped and leaned her hand against a near lamppost that shed barley any light in the dark street, a night that belonged neither to London or Underland, as fog started to block her view so she could barley tell which way was up or down.
"Alice…."
Alice's head snapped up, her blonde curls blowing in front of her face for a second before they fell back around her shoulders and she blinked out into the dark, focusing on something in the distance that she could just make out as a lighter shadow in the darkness.
"Alice…."
Alice blinked, and took a hesitant step, only to realization that the sweet voice calling her name was oddly familiar, and the realization only made her want to get to the owner of the voice more. She straightened up, and walked carefully along the silent street, her own name echoing in her quiet mind as she got closer to the lighter shadow, and then they were standing nearly four feet away, both figures standing in the dark.
"Alice," The lighter shadow said warmly, and alive could tell that they were smiling. "You've found me."
"Who are you?" Alice asked taking a hesitant step forward as time-such a finny thing- started to slow.
Up closer Alice could see that they were smiling, a tiny bright patch of white glowing lazily through the dark smoky fog, which she tried unsuccessfully to fan away like she'd done with Absolum's blue smoke.
Suddenly, all the fog disappeared, and the lamp posts brightened, leaving Alice and the stranger in plain light and she could see who he truly was.
He was tall, a bit taller then she was which most every male was and had dark black hair that nearly fell into his eyes even though it was brushed neatly over behind his ears, and he had a warm clever smile like he had a secret that he wasn't willing to tell.
And his eyes, they were a green that was indescribable, not as bright like emeralds like the Hatter's but close, more close hen anyone else's eyes in London or China that she'd seen, and now they were fixed on her with absolute attention.
"Who are you?" Alice asked again, and this time the stranger's smile widened and he let out a short and loud chuckle. "Tell me, who you are."
The strangers smile disappeared, and he leaned it, barley brushing Alice's ear and said in a voice, barley louder than a whisper. "You will remember."
. . .
Queen Mirana burst through the white doors to the castle with a loud slam and ran down the white passageway without even thinking about what her subjects might have thought if they saw her running so unlike her usual ways. She needed to get to the white rabbit fast, before anything else happened, and thankfully he was waiting for her at the front of the grand doors that led outside towards the entrance of her castle.
"Nivens," Mirana whispered anxiously, crouching down to his eye level as he shook uncontrollably like he usually did, but never as bad as this. "Are you alright?"
Nivens gave her a short nod as he blinked frantically, looking between her and behind them at the open doorway, before he said very quickly and in one short breath. "It's not me, your highness. You see I was checking up on Tarrant like you wished, when I heard the loudest commotion so I went over to Hightopp's home and-"
"And?" Mirana asked, stroking the rabbit's ear softly and placing it under his chin in an attempt to steady him.
Nivens' took a deep breath. "He wasn't there."
The queen relaxed, her dark eyes growing softer and calmer. "So he was out with Mallymkun and Thackery?"
Nivens' shook his head quickly. "That's what I thought your highness, but when I went there, he wasn't there either. No one was, and I've scouted all over Underland and inside the castle but-"
"You can't find him." Mirana finished, carefully. "You don't think?"
Nivens shook his head. You know better than I, your highness." He bowed grandly and took as step back as Mirana rose with grace as much as speed and turned, running towards her study while Nivens followed beside her, talking frantically with every hop.
"You don't believe that he would have followed our champion, Nicholas and The Cheshire cat, do you?" Nivens asked worriedly as they neared the door and Mirana pushed it open with a gasp.
The large window that she'd usually left closed was open, and her light white curtains twisting and turning in the morning breeze, but between it she could see a frightening sight. The curtain that the mirror hid behind was open, for all of Underland to see, and Mirana instantly knew that someone had gone through it, to the above land.
"What are we going to do?" Nivens asked his nose twitching as he cowered slightly behind Mirana while she carefully stepped around towards the window.
'The only thing we can." The queen whispered, before she turned, her dark eyes very serious. "We'll have to hope."
Drama in Underland and a bit of odd dream sequencing up in the London. As always I leave you on a cliff hanger, because that's what I do and I hope you review!