AND HER IT IS! CHAPTER 9! SO MANY POSTS IN LESS THAN A MONTH! You guys have been the absolute best during this whole revision, and I really appriciate your support. And I just want to take a moment to reconize the tragedy that has happened jus last Friday. Twenty seven people have died at Sandy Hook Elementary in Newtown, including twenty children between the ages of six and seven, six teachers, and the gunman who attacked them. I live not to far from there, and it is a very scary and sad time for all of us. I just want you all to take a moment to reconize the horror of this event, and morun the loss of the twenty families who won't be having any Happy Holidays. It's all very tragic and sad, and I hope you all support the town of Newtown, and those who have suffered first hand. Any way, on with the show. Hope you like it and Have Happy Holidays!

Alyce was shoved roughly into the room, losing her balance and falling to the ground. She let out an involuntary cry as her head hit the black and white tiled floor. She glared weakly up at Kaleb, who smirked back.

"Alright, girly," the March Hare sneered, "don't do anything stupid, and don't run off while waiting for Jack. See ya." With that, the hare turned on his heel and slammed the door on his way out. Alyce sat, dumbfounded for a moment, as she tried to regain control of her thoughts. She shook her head and stood up. She glanced around the room in which she stood, taking in her new surroundings.

She was in an office. That much she could tell, due to the rather large desk at the opposite end of the room, cluttered with dozens of open books and papers. A black, high back chair with red velvet upholstery sat behind the desk.

"Oh joy," Alyce mumbled, "More red and black." She continued her observations, stunned by the walls that were lined with dozens of book shelves. A large, black leather couch was nestled in between two of the shelves, and two crimson chairs sat in front of the desk. However, the most impressive feature of the room had to be the huge window that was behind the desk. Mesmerized, Alyce walked over and looked out of the pane, getting her first glimpse of Wonderland since she arrived.

It was spectacular. The grass was greener than Alyce had ever seen, and the trees varied in color from pink to purple to yellow to blue. Giant mushrooms were all over the place, big enough for Alyce to climb and sit on. There were a few black and white checkered pathways just floating in the sky, and there was a large crescent moon that strangely resembled Cheshire's smile.

Alyce turned away from the spectacular view, only to face the incredibly messy desk. I really shouldn't look through his things, she thought, but Alyce was unable to help herself. Tentatively, she moved towards the desk and carefully shuffled some papers around, before she yanked her hand back. What am I doing? If that crazy Hatter finds out he'll kill me.

However, just as Alyce had resolved to stop going through the Mad Hatter's documents, a red folder caught her eye. Slowly, she reached out and picked up the folder. Her eyes widened as she read the words on the front. Alyce Katherine Viktoria. Why is there a folder with my name on it here!? Slowly, she opened the crimson folder, and her mouth fell open in horror. Staring back at Alyce were dozens of photographs of her back home. One showed her walking home from school, another of her with her friends at the ice cream shop, and one was even of her changing in her room. Alyce felt her face flush. That dirty pervert!She removed all of the photos, her disgust and fear and anger growing with each one, until she came across several documents. Placing the folder on the desk, Alyce lifted the paper on top and read it with apprehension. Her heart was beating a mile a minute as she read information about herself.

Name: Alyce Katherine Viktoria
Age: 16
D.O.B: 05/09/1996
Hair: Brunette
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5 feet 3 inches (1.6 m)
Weight: 115 lbs (52.163 kg)
Resemblance: Perfect

Panic swelled inside Alyce, and she momentarily forgot how to breathe. He knows my exact height and weight? How could he know that? Her breathing grew more and more frenzied as she stared at the paper. Resemblance? What do I resemble perfectly?Alyce was so lost in thought that she never heard to door open.

"Can I help you, my dear?"

Alyce's head snapped towards the door so fast it gave her whiplash. The Mad Hatter stood leaning against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face.

The teen gulped audibly as the paper slipped from her hands, her eyes locked with Jack's. Alyce stood frozen with fear as the Hatter pushed away from the door and sauntered over to where she was standing. As he drew closer, Alyce regained control of her limbs and scrambled backwards, tripping as she tried to distance herself from the Mad Hatter. He chuckled as her back hit one of the book shelves. Damn.

"What's the matter, Alyce," he drawled lazily, though Alyce could hear the anger in his voice. "What on earth could possiblyhave frightened you?" He stood over her now. "Could it be the fact that you're stuck in a room all alone with me? Or maybe that I caught you snooping through my personal belongings? Dear me, what ever could it be?" Alyce said nothing, just stood there looking up at the Hatter and tried to subdue the fear that was creeping up her spine. Jack chuckled, and slapped her so hard she went flying sideways. A loud smack was heard as her head hit the hard floor.

Alyce groaned, and spit out blood as she tried to get up. Her vision was blurred and everything was spinning. Before she had a chance to regain her senses, Jack twisted his hand in Alyce's hair and yanked her to her feet. Alyce let out an involuntary cry as the Hatter threw her into one of the bookshelves. She slammed into it so hard that several books were dislodged and fell on top of her, most landing on her already throbbing head. Tears streamed down her face. She clutched her tender head. It was warm and sticky. When she pulled her hand back, it was covered in blood. Alyce looked up at Jack with wide eyes, pure fear on her face. Gone was her attempted bravery, as well as her resolve to no longer let him see her cry. Alyce whimpered as Jack slowly stalked towards her, his grin wide and his eyes containing nothing but pure evil.

"Aww, are you scared, Alyce?" He stood over her once more, and bent low so that his face was mere inches from hers. "Scared of the big bad Mad Hatter? You should be." Before Alyce could comprehend, Jack's boot clad foot crashed down on her right hand, and the audible crunch of bones breaking filled the room. Alyce screamed in pain, tears rapidly falling down her face as the Hatter laughed. "Perhaps this will teach you not to snoop through my things, my dear." He grabbed her hair and threw her across the room once more. This time Alyce's head connected with the desk, hard. The Hatter then kicked her in the stomach multiple times, each kick harsher than the last. Black spots danced across Alyce's vision as she coughed up blood.

"Bastard," she mumbled, and then the darkness consumed her.