Red King Part 2
Alice appeared once again in Wonderland as she was set down gently for once in the strange and surreal surroundings. She couldn't exactly tell where she was at first because Wonderland was always changing but it was high and she spotted a few familiar landmarks soon enough. Alice gripped her hands around her dress as if chilled once she got a good at the place.
"I had hoped Wonderland would have healed with me." Alice pulled out her knife that had since become a Vorpal sword in her hands.
The trees were blasted, the sky still wrapped in a perpetual nightmarish storm, the roads caked in blood, and in the center of Wonderland past the most twisted hedge maze of them all was a House of Cards that rose high into the air. The last was one of the worst sights Alice had seen in the horror world. The Cards were all alive and it was much like looking at a palace built out of human bodies with their thousands of moans floating in unison through the air.
"Alas Alice it is not you who matters most but the Red King. Once he is dead then Wonderland will cease to exist or it will exist only in the realm of each individual person's dreams." The Cheshire Cat encircled Alice like he was preparing to pounce on her.
"I'm not so certain that I believe in your Mythical Red King. I fought and destroyed the Lord of the Red Chess pieces and I know Dinah set the fire. You also seem awfully anxious to destroy Wonderland too." Alice raised an eyebrow at the Cheshire Cat who spun his head on his forepaw finger.
"You must realize Alice that I really am completely insane. The destruction of Wonderland is a small price to pay to satisfy that little itch of conscience you gave me. Besides I need to defend my fellow cat to the death which I have you might recall." The Cat receded backwards into the ground as a funeral lily grew up in the spot where he disappeared.
"Lovely, where does the Red King live?" Alice asked as she suspected the Giant Castle but things were never that simple.
"The Giant Castle. He unlike the Queen of Hearts doesn't make any pronouncements of doom himself but relies on the Jokers. Will you scratch my tummy?" The Cheshire Cat's voice echoed from the ground before his decayed corpse rose up and gradually turned into the anorexic little beastie that she knew him well as. His belly was covered in scars and they looked exactly like fingernail marks.
Alice blinked. Apparently they were that simple when they weren't expected to be. "Ewww. Now who exactly is the Jester?" Alice asked as she leaned down to scratch the Cheshire Cat's stomach.
"Ah he is the Mad Hatter to our new Queen of Hearts, the second in Command of the Darkness. Both have returned thanks to your slaughtering them in bizarre and horrible ways to a state of normal madness however and no longer are quite so menacing. The Jester is the Wild Card however and since he killed the other Wild Card is even more unpredictable."
"Two Wilds make a right?" Alice asked before shaking her head, she really hated puns.
"Of course, this is Wonderland." The Cat smiled.
"What's he like?" Alice said beginning her walk down the paths of Wonderland toward her foe, with any luck perhaps the sheer volume of Dreams she'd destroyed would make this trip a bit less hazardous than her previous one.
"Who Dinah?" The Cheshire Cat asked.
"No, the Jester. What about Dinah?" Alice asked suspiciously. Her cat had died in the fire and would have long since died of old age she was sure had she not.
"Nothing about Dinah. Oh the Jester is your typical Wonderland resident. Completely psychotic with a huge jaw and row after row of teeth that allow him to bite the heads off young women and swallow babies whole....that causes them to die in their sleep you know...ah SIDs." the Cheshire Cat said somewhat wistfully.
"Go on." Alice heard the creeping of very large crickets which shouldn't be since she was her normal size and they would supposed to be as well.
"Curiously enough he seems to enjoy medical experimentation because he's usually in a large white coat with one of those stupid circular mirrors on the top of his head and the fact his jester hands are made out of scalpels. His jester's hat is made out of lightning too and out of skin sheds pills as he reeks a trail of slimy powders. You know the type." The Cheshire Cat yawned and opened his mouth wide to swallow a tiny moth fluttering by.
Actually Alice did know the type, the Jester sounded like a demented variation on her own Doctor. "What kind of medical experimentation?"
"Well the powders he leaves behind he often gives to the animals and causes some.....odd changes to their behavior and physiology, well not odd since odd in Wonderland would be normal but to you...well see for yourself." The Cat disappeared even as beside Alice she saw the trees part and reeking acidic butter and chunks of fungus covered break that exploded like grenades....she came face to face with a six foot seven Bread and Butterfly.
***
Merriweather McTaggert wrinkled his nose as the Moth fluttering in the room from the barred open air window landed upon it.
"Blasted Generator." Edwyn Jameson kicked the primitive electrical device even as it had trouble keeping the spark necessary for the shock therapy. He'd been working on the Jameson case for sometime and had tried pills, mild blood therapy cuts to the neck to relieve plasma on the brain, and had considered some treatments that would have gotten him kicked out of the medical profession. Electrical healing would be the proper method he was sure because his study of Chinese acupuncture had revealed that electricity went through special conductors all along the body. Mind control might be only a few steps away but right now he suspected all Merriweather needed was a recharge of the currents in his brain to restore them to full working order.
Merriweather simply stared forward, his consciousness had been trapped in Wonderland ever since his mother had beaten him so badly that his brain had been damaged further. Truth be told he actually had preferred the change of scenery and would have been happy to live in Wonderland for the rest of his life had not the wicked imperialist queen put him under the care of Jameson and his mad toys. The ergot treatments, the dunking-exposure treatments, and mixed with his mother's abusive memories had unleashed on Wonderland horrors that tore into the physical world and his friends.
'Poor Poor Alice...poor poor all....' Alice had been the only one of his friends who had recovered her sanity in his horror. He had hurt so many people and he had never intended it at all. It was right that he suffered like he did but his guilt for those he'd dragged with him into the horror was immense.
"Well prepare now for sanity my friend." Edwyn smiled as he watched the charges flowing properly through the antenna again.
'Do your worst Doctor.' Merri condemned himself.
The slight chuckle of Jameson as he threw the switch was heard throughout Wonderland.
Alice appeared once again in Wonderland as she was set down gently for once in the strange and surreal surroundings. She couldn't exactly tell where she was at first because Wonderland was always changing but it was high and she spotted a few familiar landmarks soon enough. Alice gripped her hands around her dress as if chilled once she got a good at the place.
"I had hoped Wonderland would have healed with me." Alice pulled out her knife that had since become a Vorpal sword in her hands.
The trees were blasted, the sky still wrapped in a perpetual nightmarish storm, the roads caked in blood, and in the center of Wonderland past the most twisted hedge maze of them all was a House of Cards that rose high into the air. The last was one of the worst sights Alice had seen in the horror world. The Cards were all alive and it was much like looking at a palace built out of human bodies with their thousands of moans floating in unison through the air.
"Alas Alice it is not you who matters most but the Red King. Once he is dead then Wonderland will cease to exist or it will exist only in the realm of each individual person's dreams." The Cheshire Cat encircled Alice like he was preparing to pounce on her.
"I'm not so certain that I believe in your Mythical Red King. I fought and destroyed the Lord of the Red Chess pieces and I know Dinah set the fire. You also seem awfully anxious to destroy Wonderland too." Alice raised an eyebrow at the Cheshire Cat who spun his head on his forepaw finger.
"You must realize Alice that I really am completely insane. The destruction of Wonderland is a small price to pay to satisfy that little itch of conscience you gave me. Besides I need to defend my fellow cat to the death which I have you might recall." The Cat receded backwards into the ground as a funeral lily grew up in the spot where he disappeared.
"Lovely, where does the Red King live?" Alice asked as she suspected the Giant Castle but things were never that simple.
"The Giant Castle. He unlike the Queen of Hearts doesn't make any pronouncements of doom himself but relies on the Jokers. Will you scratch my tummy?" The Cheshire Cat's voice echoed from the ground before his decayed corpse rose up and gradually turned into the anorexic little beastie that she knew him well as. His belly was covered in scars and they looked exactly like fingernail marks.
Alice blinked. Apparently they were that simple when they weren't expected to be. "Ewww. Now who exactly is the Jester?" Alice asked as she leaned down to scratch the Cheshire Cat's stomach.
"Ah he is the Mad Hatter to our new Queen of Hearts, the second in Command of the Darkness. Both have returned thanks to your slaughtering them in bizarre and horrible ways to a state of normal madness however and no longer are quite so menacing. The Jester is the Wild Card however and since he killed the other Wild Card is even more unpredictable."
"Two Wilds make a right?" Alice asked before shaking her head, she really hated puns.
"Of course, this is Wonderland." The Cat smiled.
"What's he like?" Alice said beginning her walk down the paths of Wonderland toward her foe, with any luck perhaps the sheer volume of Dreams she'd destroyed would make this trip a bit less hazardous than her previous one.
"Who Dinah?" The Cheshire Cat asked.
"No, the Jester. What about Dinah?" Alice asked suspiciously. Her cat had died in the fire and would have long since died of old age she was sure had she not.
"Nothing about Dinah. Oh the Jester is your typical Wonderland resident. Completely psychotic with a huge jaw and row after row of teeth that allow him to bite the heads off young women and swallow babies whole....that causes them to die in their sleep you know...ah SIDs." the Cheshire Cat said somewhat wistfully.
"Go on." Alice heard the creeping of very large crickets which shouldn't be since she was her normal size and they would supposed to be as well.
"Curiously enough he seems to enjoy medical experimentation because he's usually in a large white coat with one of those stupid circular mirrors on the top of his head and the fact his jester hands are made out of scalpels. His jester's hat is made out of lightning too and out of skin sheds pills as he reeks a trail of slimy powders. You know the type." The Cheshire Cat yawned and opened his mouth wide to swallow a tiny moth fluttering by.
Actually Alice did know the type, the Jester sounded like a demented variation on her own Doctor. "What kind of medical experimentation?"
"Well the powders he leaves behind he often gives to the animals and causes some.....odd changes to their behavior and physiology, well not odd since odd in Wonderland would be normal but to you...well see for yourself." The Cat disappeared even as beside Alice she saw the trees part and reeking acidic butter and chunks of fungus covered break that exploded like grenades....she came face to face with a six foot seven Bread and Butterfly.
***
Merriweather McTaggert wrinkled his nose as the Moth fluttering in the room from the barred open air window landed upon it.
"Blasted Generator." Edwyn Jameson kicked the primitive electrical device even as it had trouble keeping the spark necessary for the shock therapy. He'd been working on the Jameson case for sometime and had tried pills, mild blood therapy cuts to the neck to relieve plasma on the brain, and had considered some treatments that would have gotten him kicked out of the medical profession. Electrical healing would be the proper method he was sure because his study of Chinese acupuncture had revealed that electricity went through special conductors all along the body. Mind control might be only a few steps away but right now he suspected all Merriweather needed was a recharge of the currents in his brain to restore them to full working order.
Merriweather simply stared forward, his consciousness had been trapped in Wonderland ever since his mother had beaten him so badly that his brain had been damaged further. Truth be told he actually had preferred the change of scenery and would have been happy to live in Wonderland for the rest of his life had not the wicked imperialist queen put him under the care of Jameson and his mad toys. The ergot treatments, the dunking-exposure treatments, and mixed with his mother's abusive memories had unleashed on Wonderland horrors that tore into the physical world and his friends.
'Poor Poor Alice...poor poor all....' Alice had been the only one of his friends who had recovered her sanity in his horror. He had hurt so many people and he had never intended it at all. It was right that he suffered like he did but his guilt for those he'd dragged with him into the horror was immense.
"Well prepare now for sanity my friend." Edwyn smiled as he watched the charges flowing properly through the antenna again.
'Do your worst Doctor.' Merri condemned himself.
The slight chuckle of Jameson as he threw the switch was heard throughout Wonderland.