Here is now the second chapter for this collection story. Ugg…I had it written…but SO didn't want to type it (I was super lazy…and it was the holidays!)
Anywho…
Disclaimer: Lewis Carroll owns the original…Tim Burton is amazing…I don't own squat…
~Red~
-Rage-
His eyes were stained red.
But, he knew as the blades collided and rang out, that it would not be the only thing stained red.
His and his opponent's blades met, and he was met face-to-face with the Knave. He growled, and the other's face was scowling.
"Why are your eyes red, Mad Hatter?" the Knave hissed and pared the Hatter's sword away. He noticed that the other was breathing heavily, but as was he.
Alice –oh he wished to say his Alice– was fighting the Jabberwocky. The two armies were fighting as well. Technically, because of him, well the latter was because of him. Alice was destined to fight the Jabberwocky beast.
How his blood boiled by that!
Why did she, so curious and sweat, fight something cruel and sinister. Did the Fates assume he was too weak to do it?
He brought his sword down, clashing with the Knave's.
Why couldn't he protect Alice?
One last strong blow sent the Knave down. The Hatter stared down with blood red eyes. Then, right before Alice was to kill the beast, the Knave smirked.
If that rage consumes you, she'll never love you, the eyes seemed to say.
The Hatter realized this just as Alice had cut off the beast's head. He glanced over to her, then backed away from the Knave. It was true.
Don't fall down my bloody-red, rage rabbit hole…Alice…
Well…here is another scene that I warped into my own very twisted creation…
Poor Hatty…I am just torturing him so…BUT they'll will be happy chapters…don't worry y'all!
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