Here's the second chapter! Wow, five review already? Thanks guys! I'm glad you all like it!

Disclamier: Don't own Alice in Wonderland and I never will.

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"Alice!"

Alice Kingsley turned around to see her Aunt Imogene, standing in the doorway. There was a rather annoyed look on her beautiful face.

"Alice, everyone is waiting for you downstairs!" Imogene took a brush off of Alice's vanity table and quickly and none too gently, ran it through Alice's long blond hair, "They're getting ready to light your candles!" She exclaimed, putting down the brush.

Alice nodded, silently.

Aunt Imogene smiled then walked out of the room. Alice turned back around to look in her mirror, her blond hair was now down to the small of her back and her cerulean blue eyes were brighter than ever. She had filled out too. Her legs were longer and she was taller now, taller than her aunt. She had become a very lovely young lady or so said her father.

She stood up and straightened her light blue satin dress. Unbeknownst to her aunt and her father, she wasn't wearing a corset. Wearing one felt like being in a prison or something. She swore that they were designed for torture rather than to enhance the female form.

Alice walked out of her room and went downstairs into the kitchen. She didn't see anyone around so she opened the door that led to the backyard.

"SURPRISE!" Everyone yelled.

Her entire family was there and so was the rest of the town. Everyone was dressed in white clothes with big smiles on their faces. Her Aunt Imogene and her father both held the extremely large birthday cake in front of her.

"Make a wish, Alice." Her father said with a smile on his face…but Alice could tell that something was bothering him. She chose to remain silent about it until the party was over. She closed her eyes for a few minutes then she blew out all nineteen of her candles. Everyone clapped and cheered, happily; then the music started and everyone began to dance.

Her aunt and her father sat the cake down at the table then moved away so that everyone could get a little bit of cake. Alice went over to her father and hugged him. "Thank you, father." She said. Her father hugged her back very tightly…like he was afraid she'd disappear or something. She pulled back to look at his face.

"Father, is something wrong?"

Charles looked down at his daughter and gave her a sad smile. "No, darling. Nothing is wrong."

Alice raised a pale eyebrow. "Father, you're lying to me."

"How did you sleep, Alice?" He asked, changing the subject. Charles wrapped his arm around her shoulder and led her over to the table that had food and drinks on it.

"Fine." She lied, "I slept very well."

Her father chuckled. "Now it is you who is lying."

"I had that dream again." She replied quietly.

Charles frowned. Alice always seemed to have the same odd dream every night. It was always about a man who wore a huge and hat and said that he'd be coming for her soon.

Her father looked away nervously. "Well, you know that's just a dream."

Alice looked over at her father. "He said that he was called the Mad Hatter." Charles made a frightened sound when she said 'Mad Hatter'. "Father?"

He smiled down at her. "It's just a dream, Alice."

She decided to let it go for now. Charles was looking more and more nervous and frightened by the minute. She linked arms with him, leaning her head against his shoulder. She did this when he wasn't feeling too good and it always seemed to. He visibly relaxed and gave her another little smile.

They stood by the table and talked while everyone danced and ate cake and drank punch together. She watched people dance around, happily. Women were laughing and giggling as the men twirled them around in the air then sat them back down on their feet. She looked up at her father only to see that he was staring at the long maze that he had built long ago. She followed his gaze and saw a flash of purple disappear.

"Did you see that?" She exclaimed, letting go of her father's arm.

"See what, dear?" He asked, grabbing her arm and pulling her back to him.

"Did you not see a person there?" She asked, "I saw someone disappear back there."

Charles chuckled nervously. "Probably someone running off to meet his or her sweetheart or something." He explained, "I'll go see what it is. You stay here."

Alice nodded. "Yes, father." She watched him disappear into the maze and was about to run after him when her aunt caught her arm.

"Alice, dear. Hamish wants to dance with you." Her aunt said, happily.

Alice inwardly groaned. Hamish was a very rich and very unattractive boy that had his heart set on marrying her. He had it in his head that she liked him so he constantly flirted with and sent her flowers but she wasn't at all interested in him.

"Alright, Aunt Imogene." She answered reluctantly.

Hamish waited for her on the dance floor with what was meant to be a flirty smile but to Alice it just made him look like a squirrel with buckteeth. She returned his smile halfheartedly and took the hand he extended to her. He put one hand on her waist and the other held her hand. The music started and everyone began to dance.

"You look very lovely, Alice." He complimented her.

"Oh, thank you, Hamish."

God, please let this end soon.

"Are you enjoying your birthday party?" He asked, letting his hand that was on her waist slip down just a tad. She felt like she was about to be sick. I just had to have a bit of birthday cake, didn't I?

"Yes, it's lovely."

"I'm glad." He said, his hand slip down just a little more.

Alice tried so hard not to gag when his hand squeezed her behind. She immediately ended their dance. "Um…Hamish, I think I hear my father calling me." She ran off the dance floor, leaving Hamish there with a dumbfounded look on his ugly face.

Alice ran straight into the maze, determined to find out who see saw and why her father was so nervous about it. She knew this maze like the back of her hand so there was only one place her father and the mystery person could be.

Right smack in the middle.

Alice went there a lot to think. There was a garden and fountain there; roses, pansies, cornflowers, and foxglove were planted around the gigantic fountain. Her mother planted all the flowers there before she died so Alice felt comfort there. She felt like her mother was there, watching over her.

The voice was Scottish and seemed very familiar to her. It was a man, of that she had no doubt and he didn't sound too happy.

She ran quickly through the twisted path until she heard voices. One belonged to her father while the other…was slightly familiar.

"Please wait till after the party." She heard her father plead.

"You asked me to wait twelve years, I waited twelve years! She's mine now, Kingsley."

She heard her father sigh. "Please. Let her enjoy her last day with her family and friends."

There was a moment of silence.

Finally, the stranger replied, "Fine. I'll come for her tonight."

"Thank you."

"Don't try to hide her, Kingsley. I'll slice you in half and display you in the town square if you do."

Her father gulped. "Alright."

"She's grown into a gorgeous young woman. She looks like her mother, don't you think, Charles? The stranger practically spat her father's name.

"Yes, she's lovely."

She heard the stranger chuckle. "See you tonight, Kingsley."

Alice let out a quiet gasp and ran back toward the entrance. She quickly walked over to her aunt. "What did I miss?"

"Nothing. All the girls are trying to impress Hamish." Her aunt Imogene replied.

"Oh, lovely." Alice said, not really paying attention.

"Why did you run off like that?" Her aunt asked suddenly.

Alice let out an angry sigh. "He did something…annoying."

"Oh, what did he do?"

"He did something…inappropriate."

Her aunt raised an eyebrow. Alice shrugged. "He squeezed my…bottom."

Her aunt's eyes widened. "He did what? That's it, where's his mother?"

"Aunt Imogene! It's fine." Alice exclaimed, grabbing her aunt's arm to keep her by her side.

Suddenly, her father reappeared and came over to them. "Imogene, may I speak to you, please?" He asked, taking her by the arm.

Alice watched her father drag her Aunt Imogene away then looked over at the dance floor just in time to see Hamish walking her way.

She made a disgusted sound as he stopped in front of her. "Alice Kingsley, may I see you for a moment?"

"Oh…um…maybe later, Hamish."

"How about now?" He hissed quietly, taking her by the arm and leading her into the maze. His grip on her arm was tight and painful. He practically yanked her around the maze until the were in front of her mother's garden and fountain.

"Alice, I want to know why it is that you keep ignoring me and running away from me."

Alice glared up at him. "I keep running away from you because you never leave me alone." She explained angrily, "I don't like you like that, Hamish."

"Oh, Nonsense." He smiled nastily down at her, "You do like me and before everyone leaves, I'm going to propose to you, and you are going to say 'yes'."

"I will not." She seethed with anger.

"That would not be a wise decision, Alice." He whispered dangerously, "I can make your life a living hell."

She snorted in a unladylike manner. "Spending the rest of my life with you would be a living hell."

He turned bright red with anger and raised his right hand as if he met to hit her but she was faster. She punched him very hard, right in the nose. Hamish yelped in pain and held his nose with his right hand.

"You little bitch! You broke my nose!" He yelled.

"Good!"

He snarled and lunged at her but she quickly dodged it and ran toward the entrance. She was almost there when she heard him scream. She stopped dead in her tracks and waited, listening. When he screamed again, she turned around and ran back.

Suddenly the smell of blood filled her nose. The coppery smell made her sick to her stomach but she kept going. He had probably gotten himself hurt like an idiot.

When she got to the garden, there wasn't anyone there. Hamish had disappeared without a trace. She looked around to see if he was just hiding from her. There was only one-way into the garden and she just came from there.

Then the smell of blood hit her hard and she turned around to see a very large puddle of blood by the white roses. The roses were also splattered with blood; it dripped down into the puddle. Alice slowly walked over to the puddle and looked around for any more puddles; there were none other than the one she stood in front of. Suddenly frightened, she called out for him.

"Hamish?"

No answer."

"Hamish, where are you?"

Still no answer.

Her heart began to race and her head started to spin from the smell of blood. She stumbled a little then she began to fall backwards. She felt strong, warm arms catch her and before she fainted, she saw a the blurry face of a man. His greenish yellow eyes stared down at her with concern. His pale face was calm as he held her. He only said two words before she fainted.

"Hello, Alice."

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