Are they all in character? I'm slightly paranoid about this since I've only had the manga and wikipedia to go by, and the movie, as I've never really played the games. If I'm writing one of them wrong, please tell me and what I did, so I can write them better. Thank you. Read and review, please.

Maybe I should try to find Alice...I could talk to her. But if I tried that, I'd end up getting lost. However, I also didn't want to get beheaded by Vivaldi...

Wait, speaking about the Heart Castle, didn't Peter work there? Would he be there? I remember him saying something about being given an order to grab me...Who told him to do so? He said that someone told him to bring me here, and make me drink the potion for my sake. What made them want to bring me here? And why-just why was drinking the potion for "my sake"?

It made no sense, and my brain was hurting trying to figure it all out. Peter was ordered to grab me, but watched me for a couple of weeks before actually doing so... What made him change his mind?

As I was thinking about this, I was changing into a pair of blue shorts with a purple T-shirt, putting on my Nerd necklace. I was an anime nerd, so, obviously, the necklace made sense.

Putting on my sneakers, tying them as I hopped to the door, I couldn't help but think, I hope I don't get killed doing this... My shoes were finished being tied, so I burst out into a run towards where I believed the exit to be. It had been two time periods since the Assembly, so I was certain everyone was back in their own territories. I just hoped Peter was at the Heart Castle like I thought he was.

Now, to avoid getting killed... I was glad I took the medicine the Doctor gave me. I could hardly feel the pain in my shoulder at this point. This would make running for my life easier. As I neared the exit, I paused, walking slowly. I pulled out the vial I had in my pocket, staring at it. More liquid had accumulated since the Assembly ended. All I needed to do was interact with people... But, I'm so lazy! And awkward. And Horrible with people. I didn't want to do this. I wanted to retreat back into the room I was staying in and hide out in there for the rest of my life, but if I wanted to get home...

Ugh, conundrums. I hated them, but I always ended up finding one. Greeeaaat, just what I wanted. Time to get killed, I guess... I don't wanna die! I reluctantly opened the door and traveled down the steps, trying to figure out the way out of town so I could then find the direction Heart Castle was in. However, just as I turned my head, I caught a glimpse of a really fancy building on a hill. I felt the blood drain out of my face, my heart dropping down into my stomach when I realized how far I was going to have to walk...

It was going to take longer than ten minutes. Okay, deep breathes, I can do this. I won't get lost... I looked behind me at the doors I just closed, really really wanting to hide out in the bedroom. I was leaving my comfort zone. I just...I just needed to go in the direction the castle was in, that's all.

Which, might I add, was a red and white dot in the distance.

This was going to be fun...

I was uncomfortable. I didn't like the looks all these people were giving me, talking about me like I committed some major crime and should be put in jail for it. At one point, I grew so annoyed I couldn't help but snap, "I'm not a role-holder, damn it!" I actually cursed out loud at them, giving them all frowns. "I can hear you, you know? I do have ears! I'm not deaf!"

Their reactions to me changed so drastically, I swore that I almost got whiplash. They went from whispering hatefully at me to acting scared of me, muttering about Nightmare and the mafia, and something about Alice. A few looked surprised to see me and even pleasantly surprised, until someone mentioned I was staying at the Tower of Clover. The kids were okay with me-most of them at least, and they pointed me in the right direction to the Heart Castle when I thought I was lost. It took a bit of knocking me off my high-horse to actually ask for directions though, as I had quite a bit of pride and didn't like asking for help.

I was hurt however, but it didn't show on my face. I didn't even give any signs that showed my pain at all. I didn't understand why all these people were glaring and insulting me, acting like they hated me when I didn't even do anything wrong. I tried to be nice to people, even to the people who tried to bully me back in my world... It was only when they were currently being mean did I make sarcastic jabs back at them. When they weren't being mean, I tried to be civil.

I didn't like being hated or having enemies.

I also didn't like being lost in a god damned labyrinth of a rose garden! Who the hell made this thing, anyway? How do people navigate?

"Who are you?"

"Intruder!"

I turned in surprise and screamed as I barely avoided getting stabbed in the face. I ran as fast as I could towards the entrance of the Caste, screaming like a banshee.

"Get back here!"

"NO! If I do that you'll kill me!" It's sad when I realize just how quickly I run out of breathe from running. Maybe I should have played sports...Nah, too much work. "I just wanted to talk to Peter!"

"The Prime Minister?" One of the guards asked, no longer chasing me. I kept a big distance between us, taking a small step back as I looked at the faceless men. "What business do you have with him?"

"And what's your relationship? Are you a new role-holder?"

I made a face and turned my head in annoyance before looking back at them, resisting the urge to roll my eyes. "Nooo, I'm totally a new role-holder. I so know what my role is and everything; I'm an outsider, you nimrods!" My patience was at its peak, and I couldn't hold it in anymore. I was made fun of, I was being spoken badly about, and I just ran for five minutes trying to keep my life-I was in a bad mood. "I just want to ask him some questions! Now if you all would stop trying to kill me, that would be highly appreciated!" The two guards looked at each other and frowned, before holding their spears at their sides, standing up straight. I relaxed a little, but still didn't completely trust them. "Th-Thanks... Um, which way is-which way is the entrance?"

The first guard, a man with tan skin and black hair, spoke as he walked towards me, "I'll escort you to the Queen; what happens next is up to her majesty."

"If she doesn't behead you, first." The second guard added, a man with light skin and blonde hair, frowning. I could almost imagine the two men with eyes, a pair of brown and a pair of green, looking at me with a mix of pity. "You're an outsider, though, so you should live."

"Oh, that's nice." I said, completely ignoring the fact that they tried to kill me a minute ago. "So, which way is the Queen or whatever?" I think she said her name was Vivani...no, Victoria? No! Uh...Velani? Vival-VIVALDI! THAT'S HER NAME! YES! I feel so accomplished now! I grinned happily at my thoughts, ignoring the confused looks the two men gave me. I actually remembered her name! Now, the cat was...Bob? No, Boris, and the mouse was Pierce! I remembered the mouse's name because it was a weird name. I liked it, I thought it was cool, but it was slightly weird. Like, who names their kid Pierce? Or, what was the Mad Hatter's name again? Blood? Yeah, who names their kid that? At least Boris was a semi-normal name.

I think it was Japanese. I could be wrong, though.

As we entered the throne room, I heard Vivaldi give a bored sigh and order tiredly, "Off with his head..."

I could hear Peter giving orders to the guards, telling them to either hang or execute people. I tensed, fear tingling my spine as we neared the throne room. I didn't like my chances of survival.

"-crime of putting two sugar cubes in her tea instead of one! Her sentence is death!"

Yeah. Really, really loved my chances of survival.

The brown haired guard beside me spoke, saying, "Your majesty! We brought you an outsider!" Vivaldi lifted her head off her her hand and looked at me surprised, before a smile spread across her beautiful face.

...I'm jealous. I said it before and I'll say it again, I'm envious of her. She had a nice voice, too.

"Ah! Alexis has come to visit us?" Vivaldi questioned me, causing me to blink and hesitantly nod.

"Uh, y-yeah. I-I also came to ask Peter some questions..."

"You came to see me at Hearts Castle, despite it being such a hassle?" Peter looked excited, and I wasn't able to step aside in time to avoid getting tackled. I was just glad he didn't lift me up this time. "I'm so happy!"

"Um, yeah! I had some questions to ask you."

Vivaldi snapped, glaring at Peter, "Behave yourself around the outsider! We will have you beheaded!"

Peter fixed Vivaldi with a cold look, his normally bright red eyes darkening. I was stunned at the sudden change of behavior, but the look on my face remained that of awkward boredom. As much as I love hugs...It's so weird getting them from other people! Especially guys. Especially guys who weren't family. "I will shoot you in the head, and fight back before you can even start to paint the floor and country red."

"The country already is red, Peter! People die countlessly every time period."

Sadness hit me like a brick to the face, once I realized the truth in that statement. No one cared about death here. They all got "replaced". So...if people died every time period, does that mean someone could be dying right now? Was it a pregnant mother, a father? A pair of children? I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes, my hands clutching the hem of my shirt as I thought about all the different ways those people could have I died. If people were dying like this when they didn't even deserve it...

What happened to the people who did?

"You're more calice than a garden without its Alice." Peter spat, talking about his beloved sweet. At least, I think he liked her. "You'd be broken and splattered before anyone could even bother to think that you mattered."

"Off with his head!" Vivaldi ordered, pointing her scepter at him. A pair of guards looked at each other reluctantly before charging at Peter, who grabbed his pocketwatch he had attached to his vest. I watched in shock as it transformed into a gun, Peter releasing me but holding out an arm to keep me behind him. My eyes grew wide in horror when he pulled the gun trigger multiple times, shooting all the guards dead.

Even the brown haired man who had helped brought me here got shot in the head. Only the second guard, the black-haired one, was alive.

Peter whirled around to shoot him too, but I quickly reached out and raised his arm, screaming at him to stop it. "Why? They're all just a bunch of vermin."

"They-They're not vermin! They're people! You-You can't just go and kill them like that!" I could feel the tears pricking my eyes despite them being closed, trembling slightly at the images of blood and dead bodies in my head. "I-I mean, you-you can, but-but it's not right! It-It's murder! I-I know they were trying to kill you and all, but-but you didn't have to actually kill them! You-You could of-of immobilized them or something!"

I could feel his red eyes staring at me from behind his glasses. Taking a risk, I slowly raised my head and opened my eyes to look up at him, trying to appear strong. I didn't want to look scared...weak...

The guard behind me was frozen, having never expected someone to stop Peter from going on a killing spree. He was silent, watching the scene before him.

I was scared. I was scared that Peter was going to shoot me as well. However, I was more than relieved when he turned his gun back into a clock, placing it inside his vest. Peter looked annoyed at the only remaining guard, before ordering, "What are you waiting for? Clean up this mess before they start to stain the floor! I don't want to work in a place full of germs." He scowled, "Disgusting worms."

Vivaldi just merely looked bored at the whole thing that just transpired. "Just what we needed. More clean up, and more people to hire." She sighed, pressing a palm against her cheek. "I can't wait to take a bath..."

Yeah... It was weird, but instead of showers, Wonderland had baths. Like, huge fancy rich baths. Swimming pool baths. It was awesome. The Tower of Clover had one too...

Feeling something warm against the side of my face, I raised a hand up and touched it, feeling something wet. My breathing hitched as I looked to see what was on my fingers.

Blood.

The blood that belonged to the guards, who were now dead... Who were littering the throne room floor right now, bleeding out. I turned my head with horrified eyes and watched as multiple maids came out to mop up the blood, a few remaining guards appearing to help the black-haired guard drag away the dead bodies.

"P-Peter..." I spoke, trying to keep my voice from cracking. He turned his head to look down at me. "Who-Who was it that ordered you to bring me to Wonderland?" My voice was quiet, but shook a little. Peter's ears twitched, so I think he noticed.

"The one who gave me the order, was Nightmare, the Lord of the Clover Tower." It didn't rhyme, but I didn't really care at that moment. I wanted out. This was too much. It was because of Nightmare that I was brought here...he made me fetch me... I...I needed to...

"Alexis!" I heard Peter exclaim, with Vivaldi calling after me in the background. I ignored them, running down the steps and tripping on the last one, falling on my shoulder harshly. I cried out in pain, but quickly pushed myself up and continued to run, running through the maze, running out of here...

I screamed as I suddenly slammed into a man in red, coated in blood. It was the guy Nightmare told me to avoid. He grabbed my arms and looked down at me surprised, before smiling widely. "Hey! You're that foreigner, right? Eh? You're covered in blood and shaking! How frantically is your heart beating?" I was frozen, staring up at him in horror as he smiled down at me. He was tall. Six-foot-two. I couldn't even move as he reached a hand up to my throat, feeling my pulse with a grin. He laughed. Suddenly his face grew dark, and before I could even react pain flared in my cheek as he swung a sword beside my head, something warm and wet splattering against my clothes.

I leaned away from the sword with wide, terrified eyes, turning my head to see the sword piercing through a man's chest. The red-eyed man pulled out his sword and allowed me to back away, twirling his sword in his hand before reaching out and swinging it to the side, slashing a man in the throat and chest, before stabbing him straight in the head. The man who was doing all the killing was laughing the entire time.

I could only fall back onto the ground and watch in horror at the murder that was taking part in front of my eyes. My heart was caught up in my throat, and I couldn't even speak. Blood splattered everywhere-on the grass, on the rose bushes, on the man, and on me.

Forcing myself out of my shock, I pushed myself to my feet and had to order my brain to let me move, to make me able to move my feet.

"Haha! You all keep attacking me! This is so much fun! Hey, hey, you done already? Aw!" The man kept talking to his opponents like they were playing a game. It scared me. I didn't like him.

I finally managed to get my feet to move, and when I was sure the man was busy fighting the other people, I ran for my life.

I wasn't sure how long it took for me to get to Clover tower, as there were no time changes, but as soon as I arrived I trudged up the stairs, no longer able to run as my legs were so sore, and my chest hurt, finding it painful to breathe. I stumbled through the hallways, pressing a hand against the walls to keep myself standing, and jumped when a hand placed itself on my shoulder.

I screamed and jumped, about ready to punch the person who touched me in the face and make another run for it, when a pair of hands gripped my arms tightly and kept me from attack or escaping.

"Alexis, what happened to you!?" My eyes shot open to see Nightmare looking down at me in horror, his visible gray eye wide. N-Nightmare...? "I knew I should have made one of the servants go with you!" I felt one of his hands touch the cut on my face and I flinched, recoiling. I wasn't used to this. I didn't like this. I-I didn't...I didn't want to... My shoulders started to shake, and it took everything I had to stop myself from crying. Nightmare looked pained, a small trail of blood trickled down his chin. "How much did you witness...? If you ever sneak out of the tower like this again, Alexis, then-" He cut himself off.

"I-I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I-I didn't mean-I-I just-I'm sorry!" I couldn't take it anymore. It hurt too much. I could feel the tears stream down my cheeks as I let out a sob, placing the palm of my hand over my mouth as I hung my head and cried. "I-I just-I wanted to know something and I-I didn't-I'm so sorry! P-please don't hate me!" I tried not to let out a wail. All I wanted to do right now was scream. "I'm sorry!"

I was more than stunned when a pair of arms wrapped around me, hugging me close, and Nightmare telling me that he didn't hate me. That he wouldn't hate me. I just cried more, despite the strange uncomfortable feeling of having someone hugging and trying to comfort me. No one ever really did that anymore. Sarah did once or twice, but that was only when I allowed them to see how sad I truly was-when I couldn't hold it back and actually broke down in front of people. Normally, I had my breakdowns when I was by myself, and always tried to cheer myself up. I never let anyone do it for me. When I broke down in front of someone, it was about once every few years. I always comforted myself.

But now...Now I wanted nothing more than to have someone hug me like Nightmare was doing right now whenever I was by myself and crying. I actually felt like someone cared.

But who would be caring for those people who were now dead, if life meant nothing in this world?

"Next time you leave, tell me or Gray, alright? I'll send one of the servants with you." Why? It would just be worse.

"B-But-But then they'd get killed!" Peter, Vivaldi, and the knight cared nothing for Faceless... What made Nightmare think that by sending a Faceless with me, that it would be any better? The person he sent with me would just get killed. I didn't want that to happen.

Nightmare frowned, and I held my breath when he tightened his grip on me. "They wouldn't get killed."

"Yes they-they would!" I pulled away from him, looking up at him with red teary eyes. He didn't see how-how easily Peter shot the guards, or-or how that man sliced them, stabbing them in the face. He didn't-he didn't see any of that...

"I've read your mind already, Alexis. I've seen everything from your perspective, and I can only say that I'm sorry. Wonderland isn't safe. However, it's the place where you can be happy."

How...how is watching people die going to make me happy? Why did...

I stepped away from Nightmare, causing him to frown at me in confusion. "Why did-Why did you make Peter bring me here?"

"Because-"

"ALEXIS!" I jumped at the sound of Peter's voice, as did Nightmare who hadn't heard Peter's thoughts at all, and screamed when I was suddenly tackled. "You ran off at the speed of light, I came as fast as I could to see if you were alright!"

"P-Peter!"

"Why did you run off like that?" Peter demanded, pulling away and looking at me with frown. "It isn't safe; this world is full of harm and insolent knaves."

Nightmare spoke, looking at Peter, "Did you tell her I was the one who ordered you to bring her here?"

"You never said to keep is secret, so I thought it would be best to tell her rather than keep it."

I cut in, annoyed. My eyes still stung from my breakdown earlier. "Just why did you bring me here! I want to-I want to know!"

Nightmare opened his mouth to speak, but Peter cut him as the white-haired man knelt down in front of me.

"Your heart was filled with sadness, the world around you nothing but madness. I brought you here to save you from the malice."

"Basically, you were unhappy. All people brought to Wonderland are unhappy, and they are to play the game in a chance to become happy." Nightmare explained, putting in simpler terms. I took another step back, frowning at them both, alarmed.

"How-How'd you know if I was unhappy or not?"

"I told you before, and I'll say it again; I watched you for weeks, before grabbing you then."

How could he tell I was upset just from three weeks? Nothing of importance really happened-Oh. Oh... when I was in my room crying... It must have been when I depressed over the thought of Sarah and Jack forgetting about me, as I hadn't truly begun to feel like a third wheel until recently. They've been dating for two years, but it was only now that the "third-wheel" pain hit me.

I didn't know what to think at this information. I didn't even know what to do. Everything was just...happening. I didn't like it. But...

"Why me? My name isn't "Alice". This is Wonderland. Only "Alice" can go to Wonderland."

"No," Nightmare corrected, frowning. "A girl named "Alice" was the first girl to go to Wonderland. She left however, and wrote a book about it."

Oh, yes, because the book was all about blood and gore! About death and pain and-and... I swallowed, blinking a couple a times as I tensed. I raised a hand up to my neck and rubbed it uncomfortably, wincing at the blood that was still on my skin.

"She was kid," Nightmare informed, and awkwardly admitted, "I also altered her memory." What? He can do that!?

"That's so unfair!" Screw this, I want mind-reading abilities! I want to edit memories! That would be so awesome!

Nightmare suddenly struck a pose, acting high-and-mighty all of sudden as he asked, "It is impressive, isn't it?"

Just to mess with him, I said, "The powers are, but you're not." His ego deflated and he busted out whining.

"Why are you so mean to me!?"

"'Cause I'm a jerk," I said, trying to grin as I blinked away the excess tears. I was done crying. I winced when Peter's hand suddenly was placed on my head, and flinched when a cloth brushed against the wound on my cheek. "Ow..."

"Rotten filth, who dare hurt Alexis, a child, without feeling any guilt?"

"I'm fifteen..." I mumbled dumbly, starting to zone out. Suddenly, I let out a yawn, tired from all the running I did. Was it night yet? I blinked when I felt a bandaid get placed over the wound, and stared at Peter in surprise. He was frowning, his red eyes dark. They held the same look they did when he...when he shot everyone. He was so nice now...why was he so mean to Vivaldi and the guards? "Wait, where'd you get the bandaid?"

He looked surprised, before smiling. "Alice hurts herself often, so I bring these with me as a precaution."

Hey, that was actually a decent rhyme! I'm so proud of you, Peter!

Nightmare laughed so hard he ended up coughing up blood. I flinched, guilty. "Not-Not your fault!" Nightmare gasped, holding a hand up to his mouth as blood trailed down it. Peter gazed at Nightmare coldly, making a face.

"Germs." He said, and I then realized at the moment the kind of person Peter White was.

He was a germaphobe. Huh, that's interesting. Wait, then why does he keep hugging me!? I'm covered in germs and oh my god, I need to take a bath. Bad. GROSS!

I took notice of the hair that was sticking together because of the blood, and commented, "Ew...Gah! Sorry, sorry, sorry! I got you guys bloody! I'm sorry!" Well, Nightmare was covered in his own blood, too, so that can't really be helped...

"Not my fault I'm sickly!"

"Yes, it is! Visit a doctor or something!"

"I refuse!"

"Ugh, you're such a kid!"

"Says you! I'm an adult!"

"I'm a teenager!"

Peter cut in, glaring at Nightmare, "Both of you are acting like children fighting! Quit arguing and start acting right!"

I squeaked, running to hide behind Nightmare in fear of getting shot. Yeah, I've seen what he could do. As nice as he was to me before, I am not taking any chances with this dude. I'm sorry, but I happen to like living.