(Hey Guys! Next chapter's up. This one was really fun to write. I spent the other day "researching" by watching the Alice In Wonderland movie. So I hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I did writing it! Thanks and as always please review. Ya'll are the best!)

Chapter 13

This is all a big missunderstanding. I've been having a lot of those lately haven't I? In my head I rolled my eyes at my own sarcasm. However, this was not the time. I needed to act. There was an old short man with greasy hair and dirty teeth calling me Alice.

"No, I'm not Alice." I started to explain. He didn't take me very seriously as he pulled me up to my feet.

"You must have bumped your head my dear. Not to worry, you're just in time for my tea party." He started walking me to the front door of the hat shop. I tried to pull away from the little man.

"No, I'm not Alice!" I demanded, in a harsher tone, trying to get away. Again, he did not listen as he had forcibly shoved me into the shop. A small bell sounded as the door opened and shut. The shop was dimly lit and covered with dust and cobwebs. There better not be any spiders in here. I coughed at the smoke in the air. This is not funny. No more miss nice girl. I made my way back to the door, The Mad Hatter stepping in front of me. "Get out of my way!"

"Tick Tock. Watch the clock." He said with a sneer. Suddenly, my eyes darted towards the clock on the wall above me. It instantly chimed allowed. I managed to brush it off as I pulled myself away.

"Leave me alone!" I growled as I pushed the Mad Hatter out of my way and exited the door. I thought I was in the clear. How foolish.

In front of me was no longer a small old street in Gotham, but a forrest with bright green grass and giant mushrooms. Not good Not good. I turned back around but the door was no longer there. Instead there was a rather large tree. There was no turning back.

"Great, just great." I groaned in frustration. It was that time I had noticed my ensemble was no longer what I wore this morning. Instead it was replaced with a long blue dress, a white apron, white stockings and mary janes. Of course. I growled in anger as I stomped along the path. Hopefully that would lead me towards a way out of here. As I went down the path I encountered all sorts of strange creature. Birds with pencil noses, and little ducks with bicicle horns. All of the same animals from the disney cartoon. Out of no where, a figure emerged from the bushes.

"Oh, I'm late. I'm late for a very important date." The frantic voice of my a woman muttered to herself. She was wearing one of her nicer business suits with matching heels and her fancy briefcase. In her other hand she stared at her iPhone.

"Mom?" I questioned hesitantly. The woman turned to reveal herself as none other than Dr. Gibson.

"I can't talk. I'm very very late." She said to me as she put away her iPhone and ran down the path.

"Mom! Wait!" I called as I rushed after her. She continued to turn left and right and then left and right again and then another right. It was hard to keep up. After a few moments of running I came upon a few colored trees covered with signs. Up, Down, This Way, That Way. It was all rather confusing. I stood for a bit, pondering which sign would lead me to my mom.

"Loose something?" A dark voice questioned. I jumped and turned towards a bright smile in the shadowy darkness. For some reason I became incredibly nervous.

"Oh! Uh...hehe...I..was...I-I-I no...I mean, I- I was just wandering." I tried to justify myself.

"That's quite alright." The familiar voice replied. "Just one moment please." With that, the man slowly appeared, revealing himself out of thin air.

"You!" I shouted at The Clown in annoyance.

"You were expecting maybe a white rabbit?" He questioned with a mishevious grin.

"You're the reason I'm in this mess." I growled at him, my index finger pointing at him in anger.

"It's not very polite to point fingers." He smirked. I groaned.

"Whatever, do you know which way I ought to go?" I questioned.

"Well that depends on where you want to get to." He retorted. This was going to take a while.

"This is hopeless!" I growled as once again I stormed off, choosing a random path before me.

"Oh, by the way. She went that way." He called out to me. I turned and saw the Joker leaning against a tree and pointing towards a path to my left.

"Who did?"

"Your mother."

"She did!"

"Did what?"

"Went that way!"

"Who did?"

"My mother!"

"What mother?"

He was having way too much fun with this. That's it. I was done. Game over. There was no way I was putting up with this clown any longer. As soon as I turned around the Joker stood before me. His grin as bright and as big as ever. I turned back around to find he was no longer in his previous spot, but rather had now placed himself directly in front of me. "However," he continued. "If I was looking for a mother I would talk to the Mad Hatter."

"Oh no, I have had enough of him today. He's the guy behind this whole Wonderland nightmare. No, I need to find my way out of here or at least ind my mother. She might have some answers." I spoke allowed, mostly regarding myself and not the man before me.

"Tisk Tisk, Alice. That's not in the script." The Joker admonished. I looked back up at him. Just his face sent shivers down my spine. The mere sight of him was disgusting.

"Script?" I questioned. The Joker, still keeping his signature grin, pulled out a novelty over sized script from his coat pocket. He flipped to a random page.

"Says here you're supposed to go to The Hatter's tea party, drink some magic tea and slip into hypnosis for all eternity." The Joker explained. With that, he tucked the script back into his pocket.

"How do you know all this?" I inquired.

"I'm part of old Tetch's plan to lure you into his trap." He replied.

"Then why are you helping me?"

"Because my dear, you're subconcious is using me to fight back. And I gotta say, doing a damn fine job of it." He chuckled with glee.

"Alright then, suboncious, how do I get out of this?"

"Simple really, skip to the last page." The Joker replied. I raised an eyebrow. The Joker once again pulled out the novelty script from his pocket and skipped ahead towards the end. He began muttering to himself as he skimmed the pages. "Ah! Here it is." He cleared his throat as he began to speak. "Naturally, that's because you have no way. Always here, you see, are the Queens way." I stared at him blankly for a moment when it hit me like a sack of bricks.

"But, I haven't met any queen." I said on que, the line coming to me as if it were programed in.

"You haven't? You Have-unt! Oh but you must! She'll be mad about you! Simply Mad!" The Joker cheered as he slowly disapeared.

"Please, Please! How can I finer her?" I inquired, my acting skills to full fruition. The Joker fully appeared once again.

"Well, some go this way," He said pointing to his left. "Some go that way." He turned towards his right. "But as for me, myself, personally, I perfer the shortcut." With that said, the Joker pulled down a branch, revealing a secret entrance to the Queen's palace. As soon as the door opened the Joker smirked down at me.

"Good luck, kid. You're gonna need it." He burst into cackles as he dissapeared into thin air. I took a deap breath as I walked into the hidden doorway.

As soon as I entered the door I stood in a large courtroom. Judgemental faces glaring down upon me. Wrong room. I turned to take my leave when two large spears blocked my exit. I was on trial.

"The Defendant is charged." Began a familiar voice. My mother stood before a podium reading off a scroll. "With taking the attention of Mistah J away from her Majesty and there by humilaring, tormenting and over all annoying-"

"Never Mind All That!" The Queen screamed in furry. At the highest podium stood Harley Quinn herself, with a revealing long red dress and a crown upon her head. "Get on with it, Doc!"

"Bring forth the witness." My mother called. Instantly, The Mad Hatter appeared on the witness stand. His face twisting into a hanus scowl. "What do you know of this hanus act?"

"My Dear, how could you miss MY TEA PARTY!" The Mad Hatter demanded. "This is not how things are supposed to work, Alice!"

"I'm not Alice! I'm Sarina Gibson, I'm a junior at Gotham High School and I want to go home!" I demanded. I was booming with a ferocious fury. I turned towards the queen. "And you! You're nothing more than an ugly, pompous, bad tempered old ty-" I froze midsentence when I realized all of her henchmen had pointed their sharp objects at me. Her death glare said it all.

"And what were you saying, my dear?" Harley Quinn inquired smugly.

"Nothing, I hehe... I mean." I muttered, trying to cover my ass. That's when a familiar voice chimmed in.

"Why she simply said that you were an ugly, pompous, bad tempered old tyrant." The Joker smirked as he leaned against the defendant stand with a wicked grin.

"You son of a-" I started.

"OFF WITH HER HEAD!" Harley Quinn shrieked in her nasally voice. With that I bolted. Making my way through twists and turns I ran as fast as I could from my impending doom. I could hear the citizens and Harley yelling after me. I had no idea where I was. I made my way towards a brown door and pulled myself through, slamming it shut behind me. Standing in front of me was none other then the Mad Hatter himself. Apparently I had never left this room as a long table had been set up with cups and pots and jellies and jams. I guess I was supposed to be playing along then huh? Well not anymore. I looked back up at the clock it had been three hours but it had only felt like about a half an hour. I guess time moves differently in hallucinations.

"You weren't supposed to do that Alice. That was very naughty." Mad Hatter scolded. I was back in the hat shop as if nothing had happened. He opened his mouth to continue but I put a stop to it as I slammed my fist into his face. His head connected with the wall as he fell slumped down on the floor.

"I've had just about enough of you." I groaned, mostly to myself. At that instant, the brown door to the hat shop was kicked open. Gus and a few other police officers barged into the room, their guns raised high in the air.

"Freeze!" Gus screamed in an authoritative tone. "Hands where I can see 'em Tetch."

"The Jaberwock's men have come to take you!" He cried in despair. In that instance he wrapped his arms around me. "I won't let them take you my dear, sweet Alice."

"Let go of the girl." Gus commanded in the bravest voice he could.

"She's mine! You tell the Jaberwocky he can't have her!" He yelled in a paniced frenzy. He held me even closer. At that point I had just had about enough of the whole thing as I flipped the crazy little man over my shoulder. The Authorities were, well, shocked to say the least. "Alice?" Before he could hit me with those sad, dopey eyes I stomped on his head. The room was silent as all eyes were on me.

"It's the dress isn't it?" I questioned with a sly smirk and pointing at my Alice ensemble.

"Get him in the cruiser." An officer said. A couple of them pulled the little old man up. Suprisingly, the hatter was still concious. Barely.

"Beware the Cheshire Cat, my dear. For he is far more than he appears." The Mad Hatter cautioned as he was shoved into the backseat of a police car. The hell was he prattling on about? I walked outside and noticed all the Policemen and their cruisers surrounding the place.

"Miss Gibson?" A voice inquired. I turned towards an officer standing beside me.

"Yes?" I replied.

"Mr. Wayne is here to take you home." He answered. I raised an eyebrow quizzically. Mr. Wayne came all this way just to pick me up. I'm surprised he didn't send Alfred. I was lead over to a 2014 Ferarri. The LaFerarri all the boys in my grade were nerding out about. Mr. Wayne stood next to it in the same ensemble he had on this morning.

"Are you alright?" He questioned with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. No biggie." I said, understating the situation.

"Okay, I'll take you back to the mansion." He replied.

"Fine by me. I can't wait to get out of this hideous dress." I groaned as I sat in the passenger seat of the expensive car. With that, we sped off back towards Wayne manor.

But I coudn't shake off my experiences in Wonderland and The last words Mad Hatter said to me. Beware the Cheshire Cat? Does he mean The Joker?

One thing's for sure. I would be finding out soon enough.