HEY! I FINNALY LEARNED TO DO NOTES! ANYWAYS, SORRY FOR THE POOR AUTHORING, BUT HERES MY FOURTH CHAPPY! REVIEWS ARE WELCOM! PLEASE ENJOY! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BUT C.J.

CH.4: The Rules of Wonderland

I smelled our destination before I saw it. The smell of multiple animal feces, cotton candy, and sweat flitted through the air. "A circus?" I inquired. Joker looked at me with slight surprise. "You must truly be quite a speculative young lady. So I presume you've been to a circus before?'" he asked with a honest curiosity in his eye.

"No, well, never just for fun." I put as nonchalantly as possible, hoping he wouldn't raise further questions about my line of work. Like I actually tell people I handcuff other people and throw them in the clank for a living. Of course, my luck is nonexistent. "Oh, for work then. What do you do?" His tone was way too curious for my tastes.

Then I heard the sound of tiny footfalls rapidly approaching us. Out of the bush jumped a little girl wearing colorful clothes similar to what a clown would wear and a mini version of Joker's hat. "Joker-sama! An elephant has escaped!" It was at about that time that I began my panic attack upon seeing the girl had no eyes. I looked desperately to Joker, who chuckled at my freaked out expression.

"It would seem something has come up in my absence. I will allow the other Joker to explain to you." With that, he tapped my shoulder and the sights and smells of the circus melted away. In their place was a bleak, dark seen of brick walls and cell door bars. Prison, was the first thing that clicked into my mind. The second was, WTF! The third was another redhead, nearly identical to the ringmaster that was with me except with darker, more uniform like… well, uniform. He was chilling on a chair next to a table set for three.

"So you're finally here bitch." He said as casually as if he hadn't just insulted me. "Yes, and I finally get to meet the jackass that keeps calling me a bitch." I said with a tone equal to his. He raised his visible eyebrow in intrigue. "Sit down. What the hell do you want to know." I took the seat next to him and began my interrogation routine. It was kind of a bad habit, making every question sound like I'm about to shine a light in your face.

"I want to know everything. Starting with you Jokers." I state, outing on my best poker face. "Easy. As you've seen, there are two Jokers. I run the prison, where we are now, and he runs the circus. Some people call me Black and him White." I nodded, "That makes sense. And who were the other two I meet earlier." "That Peter White, the dumbass rabbit who lives in Heart Castle. You were unconscious when we found you, so I guess by the other one, you mean Nightmare. He's as incubus and lord of the Tower of Clover."

"What and where those places you were talking about are." By now we were just doing Q'n A back and forth. "There are 5 territories in this world; Joker's circus, Heart Castle, Hatters Mansion, the Tower of Clover, and the Amusement Park. This prison is a part of joker's circus. The Circus and Clover Tower are the only neutral territories; the other 4 are in a power struggle." "Why didn't that girl have a face?" "In this world, only role holders have faces. The other people are the non important characters. So that means role holders are important, and that Black and White are both role holders. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's connecting the dots.

"So who are the other role holders and where do they live?" Black sighed in annoyance. "You never shut the hell up, do you? Here, there are me and White. At Heart Castle there's Peter white, Ace and Vivaldi. At the amusement park there's Goland, Peirce, and Boris. At Clover Tower there's Julius, Gray, and Nightmare. At the Hatter Mansion there's Blood, Eliot, and the twins Dee and Dum. We'll let you figure out their roles for yourself." I nod,"Fair enough. What's a foreigner?" He was starting to look real pissed. "A person who's not from Wonderland. There's one other named Alice staying at Clover Tower. Will that be all?" He put that last part in a tone that made me twitch. "Almost. How do I get home?" I lean in for this answer. I'd already had enough of this Psycholand.

Black smacked his forehead and muttered some profanities. "Check your pockets." He muttered from behind his hand. I did as told and found something that probably shouldn't have been there. It was a slender, light blue crystal vile with a spade shaped rubber stopper. It was beautiful, but empty of any kind of contents. I looked at Black quizzically. "Knew it. That was the Potion of Spades. Once you drink it, you have to participate in the game." My eyebrows hit my hairline. "Game? What the hell are you talking about? And I don't remember drinking anything!" "That damn rabbit probably slipped you it while you were unconscious. The game for foreigners is that they have to interact with the inhabitants of Wonderland. As you do that, the vile will get fuller. When the vile is full, you can either chose to go home or stay here."

"WHAT THE HELL KIND OF F***ED UP GAME IS THAT!"My outraged voice ricochet off the prisons walls. I had finally blown my top. I rocketed to my feet and stormed towards the door. Black actually jumped back at my sudden aura of violence, which had previously been concealed by my cop face. "Where the hell are you going!" Black shouted at me back. "TO GIVE THAT DAMN RABBIT A LESSON ABOUT THROWING PEOPLE DOWN HOLES!" I shouted right back.

P.O.V Change

As C.J's figure disappeared down the hallway, White emerged from the shadows behind Black. "Spunky young lady, isn't she?" Black turned and scowled at his twin. "What is Nightmares game? Why the hell would he allow 2 foreigners at once, much less some crazy commando bitch?" White shrugged and turned around, a thoughtful look on his face. "Who knows? We'll just have to watch as the story plays out." Black turned to look back at the exit C.J had taken. "Dumbass doesn't even know where she's going."

YEAH! O.K, I KNOW THERE WERE SOME CONFUSING THINGS IN THE CHAPPYS PRIOR.

NI-SAN- JAPANES FOR BIG BROTHER

CRIB- C.J'S SLANG FOR A HOUSE OR HANGOUT

SPLAT GUN- A BB/MINI-WATER BALLON GUN.

AND HER LAST NAME IS ACTUALLY PRONOUNCED THORN, JUST WITH A U THROWN IN FOR FLARE. SORRY FOR ANY CONFUSON!