Hope you all don't mind my lousy artwork! It's just what i more or less think of my charas! I'm an author, not an artist! Anyone interested in redrawing it in a better art? I didn't think so. (sniffs~*)



Alice of Earth





















Alice of Wunderland
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CHAPTRE TWO


She coughed out water as Whyte pulled her out of the looking glass and into Earth.

“You okay?” He asked, patting her back as she coughed into the ground.

“Y-yeah.” She breathed.

“What now?”

“Just give me a while. I'll find it.”

“What about the other girl?”

“The other me? Yeah. She'll make it. I know she will.”

“And then?”

She smirked with vicious determination in her eyes.

“And then, off with her head!”


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Down and down she sank. She could breathe just as she would have on land. Her sight was so sharp it was as if she were looking through a pair of binoculars.

Down.
Down.
Down.

It seemed as if it would never end. Alice had stopped wondering where she was going. She had decided freaking out was not the solution. So she just followed wherever fate had decided to bring her. And that was

Down.
Down
And
Down.

Finally, just as she was about to get a little impatient, the crown of her head gently thudded against something. It was like a layer of thin glass or crystallized water. The minute her head touched this layer, it cracked and shattered into several gigantic shards. She let out a tiny squeal as a whole new stretch of falling began. This time, she was no longer underwater. After the recent weirdnesses, she was not surprised to see that she was not at all wet from the lake water.

The giant blue shards accompanied her in the fall. She felt this fall a bit more thrilling for she could spin and turn as much as she wanted. The gentle wind in her hair made it all the more fun. She spun slowly in a 380 degrees to learn her surroundings. She realized she was in a room, for there were four wall on each side. Each wall was plastered with stripey leaf green and baby blue wallpaper.

Every now and then she would pass a painting or two that were hung up on the walls. Other times there would be crooked tinted blue mirrors.

CRASH.

Finally they had reached the end of their downwards journey.

“Ouchies, pain...” Alice moaned massaging the back of her thighs where she had landed on. The glass shards laid in millions and billions of tiny little pieces around her.

“Oh, dopeys! That seemed like quite a fall!” A small pale hand with short, tiny fingers reached out in front of her. She took the tiny hand in her palm. It was soft, like a child's. As much as the hand pulled, it did not have the strength to pull Alice up entirely, so in the end, she had to get up by herself.

“Sorries about that.”The hands owner, a small little girl with straight black hair, said apologetically. “I'm not very good when it comes to pulling and pushing.”

“That's okay.” She brushed the pieces of glass off her dress. She looked down at the small little girl. She was wearing what seemed to be a white, shapeless dress with pink patterns on it.

On her feet were a pair of wooden clogs, painted on it were the same patterns on her dress.

“Where is this?” Alice asked.

“Where do you think this is?” The girl replied.

“Didn't I ask you so you could tell me?” Alice said, a bit annoyed.

“Didn't I ask YOU so you could tell ME?”

“Well, I asked you first!”

“What gives you the right to ask first?!” The girl shouted suddenly, an angry look spreading on her face.

“W-what?” Alice stuttered, shocked that such an innocent and cute face could turn into a face so monstrous and horrifying.

“You stinky humby bumbly!!!” The little monster girl screamed, her voice extremely high pitched. Alice searched frantically around the room. She caught sight of a little blue door immediately behind the monster.

She quickly ducked behind her and ran out the door.

Alice heard one last brain numbing scream from the monster girl before slamming the blue door behind her.

“What is this mad, mad world?!” She said, sliding down to the floor.

Then she realized that she didn't know what to do. She didn't know where she was or who to ask for help. Never in her life had she ever felt so alone and helpless. So scared.

She started sobbing into her palms. What was she to do?

“Hello, there.” A voice came from across the room. Frightened, she looked up. She had went in in such a rush, she had not bothered to explore her surroundings. Now she realized that directly across from her sat a receptionists desk and a young, skinny man sitting behind it.

“H-hello.” She stayed where she was.

“Can we help you?” The young man asked, tapping the tips of his fingers together.

“We?”

“Yes. We!” He said. “Now, would you like to check in?”

“Che-?” Alice was asking when she was interrupted.

“Of course she wants to check-in! She has to!” The man said.

“Excuse me?” Alice raised an eyebrow. Oh, another citizen of madness.

“Oh! Don't listen to him!” He told her.

“Him?”

“Yes, me!”

“Would you like to check-in?”

Alice was dumbfounded. What in bloody effing hell was this?

“God, I don't care anymore.” She muttered under her breath.

“EXCUSE ME?”

“Oh, nothing.” She said. “Why do I have to check-in?”

“Oh, it's a rule that the Queen has set.” The man said. “She appointed the job to me.”

“Shut up, and just check in!!” He said in a louder voice.

“Okay, okay.” She said. “What do I have to do?”

“Just sign here.” He placed a long log book in front of her and pointed at a line at the top of the page before giving her a wooden stick.

A stick?

She sighed and signed the book with the stick. Who cares anymore?

As expected, no ink came onto the paper.

“Ok, thank you.”

“Alright....” Alice looked around the room. There was the blue door that she had came in from to her right, and a new, red door to her left.

“Goodbye.” She said to the two-persons man.

“Goodbye.”

“And good riddance!!”

She smiled politely and walked towards the scarlet red door with the golden handle on it.


She read the words that were embossed into the door.

A crooked world?

She opened the door.

Release...my straight heart?

Light flooded her eyes as she stepped in.


And so, began her journey in the deep dark universe of the crooked world,

Wunderland.

reality is but a source of humor

I don't like this chaptre so much. I hate writing beginnings. It'll get better. I promise!

XXXwelcome to Wunderland. Where daydreams are reality and reality is but a source of humorXXX
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