I do not own Alice in wonderland, even though I wish I did I don't, mostly all characters, but with an almost gothic twist.
and character changes, the mad hatter and etc.
Alice hadn't remembered entirely what had went wrong. Maybe she had fell off, maybe she had fell asleep. But all that kept playing in her mind was the walking talking rabbit.
"That little bastard." Alice thought, cursing the darkness and was looking for a switch.
Then she cursed herself for following a damn rabbit.
You've seen worst. Alice thought to herself.
Falling hadn't been the best way to die, or at least she thought she has. Since Alice had woke to complete darkness.
"I'm in hell." Alice laughed. that was no surprise to her. Damn if she knew, the party at Kat's house left her wasted. So she couldn't tell what was reality or fiction.
Blue eyes were covered with dark blond hair. in boots knee high she wore a gothic style dress that was black white and baby blue.
"You won't find the light that way." A chillingly amused tone mocked.
"Well---if I could see, I would find the switch now wouldn't I?" Alice mocked.
"Some do, some don't, it just depends, maybe you should just open your eyes"
"My eyes are opened!" Alice snapped. Looking now, she could see a bright set of sharp teeth.
"Shit"
"Now can you see"
"Yea pretty much." Alice countered. now falling more, deeper darker than she had before.
She knew she was with something that scared the hell out of her.
"What are you?" Alice bit out.
"This and that! I' m a chesire cat!" it smiled.
"Great you rhyme." she stated.
"Yes, I can sing too." the cat smiled, it from time to time showing one of it's body parts. it's tail, its head, and then a leg.
"Just show me the way!" Alice snapped and finally fell on something hard.
"You ok?" The cat asked laughing.
"Yea, luckily my body broke my fall." She mocked noticing the eairy light of a glowing globe.
"So how the hell do I get back to---" there was silence. Cool silence.
The cat was gone. That damn cat was gone! But looking down Alice wondered a lit path, with squares black and white. Reminding Alice of the vans classics.
Then looking Alice stopped she was stopped by a black door with a chain wrapped around it. But when Alice looked over the door it was the same on the other side, only one door with no wall. no way to see what's on the other side. But only to get in.
"Great." Alice snickered The door had gothic looking eyes, eye liner on the eyelids and corners of its mouth, it's nose was the door knob.
"How very odd." she said putting a finger to her lips.
It talked.
"What do you want." It didn't look much interested as it rolled its eyes.
"To get to the other side." Alice said shrugging.
"Well do you have a key?" It said it's keyhole of a mouth yawning.
"No, why the hell would I have a key! does it look like this dress has a pocket?" Alice snapped.
The door smiled and rolled its eyes.
"No key, no way to pass"
"What"
"I don't have the key"
"Great, your locked and you ask me for the damn key what a fuc"
"Look on the table." the door simply said.
"Ok. now were going somewhere"
Alice looked but saw no table, looking back she gave the door a stern hard look.
"There is no table, which means there is no key"
"Your right, you've caught me." the door laughed and as soon as it did a floor gave under her, letting her slip through. It had to be a trap door. Damn that door. Alice thought as she fell down the traps slide and landed ass first on hard cool grass.
A big sign stating simply.
Welcome to wonderland. But letters were missing so it read.
We come o der and.
Alice couldn't help laughing, looking at the signs, one read,
Tweedles trail, another Mad Hatters. and The rabbits. but she sort of guessed because some of the words were missing.
Looking at a group of weird looking creatures Alice couldn't help but ask.
"Where you guys going"
"Party at the mads." He said looking Alice up and down.
"Who"
"Mad hatter and the mad hare. I can believe she "
"Thanks." Alice cut in before they could say anymore and now noticed more and more visiters going towards the mads party.
Hearing the trail of odd edgy guitar beats she couldn't help but wonder.
Who the mads were?