Chapter 3

The table was set out as if it was expecting guests, what with the raven's feasting off the inedible delicacies, with the odd maggot rummaging around in the mouldy food, yet with a swipe of the young woman's arm, it was all replaced before she took a seat at the table, her white eyes never leaving the teens face, as if gazing deep into her soul.

"So let me get this right Angela Louise MacDonald" The woman spoke, her voice was smooth as sin, as if her voice was putting the young teen in a trance, but that was impossible, that wasn't even a portion of her power. "You want to get revenge on those who killed your friend?" She asked "I'll tell you now; I can make that happen if you chose to do something for me in return"

Angie narrowed her eyes slightly as the woman offered her a seat at the table, and she slowly took a seat at the elongated table, where the cups were now full of steaming tea.

"And what's that? Not world domination by any chance?"

The woman laughed, and it sent a cold chill down Angie's back. Something wasn't right, but she didn't know what it was.

"Why my dear no, what would I want with your pathetic rock?" she smiled a sharks smile, her teeth growing slightly sharper, the shadows seemed to flock towards her as Angie felt weighed down by the sheer blood lust of power that this woman held. "I want something more realistic; to win a simple game is all I ask"

"A game?" Angie asked, "Why do you need my help in playing a game?"

"Because I need a Key, someone to be my partner in this game." The woman spoke matter of factly "Otherwise I can't play and cant grant your wish"

"What do I have to do?" Angie asked as she picked up a cup of tea, the sent reminding her of cinnamon, one of her favourite herbal teas, next to Lady Grey

"You just have to lend me a small amount of energy for us to win, and then I will grant you your wish, simple" The woman spoke "I will call you Alice, and the rules are that we must continue to play unless you die" She spoke casually, as if commenting on the weather.

"Will I die?"

"No" Angie looked at the white demonic eyes of the woman who was sat in her chair, sipping from her own tea cup "Because none of them can beat me, and no that's not boasting, though as long as you don't face Cheshire we should be fine."

"Cheshire?" All these names reminded Angie of a book she had once read.

"Yes Cheshire. She's the only one who can match my powers" The smile was cold and almost crewel. "We are all old demons that roamed the earth before it was even given life or its name."

"You're a demon!" She shrieked, standing up so fast that she knocked the chair over as the woman simply looked at her, her aura never letting down.

"What did you think I was? I guess you think I'm evil now and want nothing more then to wreak havoc upon your tiny planet? Don't be so foolish child, we are not like those pathetic beings that fell from grace, we are older then that and have much bigger issues then trying to enslave humanity. We are forever trapped in a game thanks to your kind, but the game takes us out of a state of boredom, that's for sure" She spoke

"If you agree we must first find the Hare and Mouse, I have a bone to pick with them"

"So you won't hurt my family?"

"Unless they are in the game, no" She spoke "You have my word, and I am honour bound to that" She spoke as she stood up "Besides, they're both late"

"For what?" Angie asked

"Why for Tea" She spoke as if it was the most common given knowledge. "And they know I hate them being late"

In Russia the woman shot up as she felt a serge of power run though her, her red orbs glanced over to her Alice, he was fast asleep, she narrowed her eyes at the sleeping human but sighed as she laid back down, she had nothing to fear just yet, no one had found her, her ears twitched slightly.

She hoped he would be better soon; she had a game to win.

Luna sighed as she looked at her watch, she was about to give up, she knew better then to ask for help from strangers, she had had another memory dream. The day she had made Cheshire promise not to leave. She didn't know why then, and to be completely honest she still didn't know now.

She sighed again and ran her hair though her emerald hair; she got up and was about to grab her small bag when she heard a tap at the hotel door. She stared at the wood for five minuets, she could hear voices on the other side, she swallowed the lump that had formed as another knock hit the wood, making her move to answer, her hand upon the cool handle, and with that sick, nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach, and she opened the door.

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