Epilogue

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The office was dark save for one light on the desk and the light of the TV screen, a funeral, held with full military honours and the cameras on the faces of the masked herroes who had attended it.

There were those from overseas as well as those from mainland UK, the woman scoffed a little, thinking it was fake, another way to move on in life and maybe re-appear when the time was right, still she had gone longer then normal.

Seer and Wolf could look suitbly upset when they wanted but then they said Angel was dead too so that confused her a little.

"Enjoying the show?"

She turned at the male voice behind her and Johnathen came into the light, he was unshaven and his eyes were red rimmed. In his hand was a sword which he set on the desk.

"How did you get in here?" She demanded.

"By the door" he pointed to the balcony door "You know there is no door shut to me"

He starred at the TV for a moment then looked at her and for the first time he could see why the Rabbit had told him what she had told him. for good or bad the legacy had to continue.

"Enjoying it?" he asked again.

"I do not believe a word of it" Boudicea replied.

"Oh believe it, I was there both Albian and Angel are dead Boudicea...or can we dispense with the formalities and I call you Katherine" She hesitated "You and I are going to have a long chat and your decision decides whether I kill you you sanctimonious bitch or let you live."


Charles ran screaming from his house...he called for his bodyguard but as he rounded the corner both Janus and Chimeras lay in varying degrees of decapitation. This was not happening, that – that thing was supposed to do what he said not chase him round the house with a walking chucky doll!

He tripped and pulled him self-up just as Luna...or rather Cheshire guiding the dead Luna kicked him back down.

"Now..." Cheshire purred "No more games of mouse and seek...you are a fake Alice and I am hungry!"

She launched herself at him leaving Luna to fall to the ground.


Katherine watched as Johnathen fingered the sword but did not take his eyes off her.

"I don't know what happened between you two but this I do know, this land needs a protector, not a destroyer and as much as I hate to even admit it...that is now you"

"Why would I even want to?" Katherine retorted.

"Because even now you're so called second has hired the thing that killed Caz to get you into his bed..." He smirked dryly at the horror on her face "I guess your ability to instil fear in your workforce has long gone Katherine and you know me, I am unable to tell a lie. Whether I want to or not I cannot and your second wants all this and more."

She rubbed her jaw "he killed my sister"

"No, the thing he summoned killed your sister...with a sword of Madb no less." He tossed her the sword and she caught it deftly "That sword"

Katherine dropped it like it had the plague or something "and you give it to me"

"Only because I know it won't affect you, you weren't cursed like that an those things that killed Caz, Jean, Nikita and Angie...they been playing you too they have your soul and you can blame your husband for that and if you still don't believe me..."

Despite his better instinct he grabbed her and kissed her, everything the White rabbit had told him in their last conversation before entering wonderland. She had gone after him when he had left and told him everything she knew including about the one called Boudicea being manipulated by the demons and her husband, everything he knew Katherine now knew.

Johnathen wiped the back of his mouth "I am so going to need to forget I did that."

Katherine sank to her knees and he pulled his coat around himself, as she whispered "no"

"Your choice...be the new Albian or I tell your mothers, brothers and whoever who you are..."

"You blackmailing me"

"No I am giving you the only redemption you have" and with that he walked away.


Charles screamed but no one could hear him and no one would come to his aid even if they did, his screams echoed long into the night and into the next morning.... the Cheshire Cat had a way to make pain last...


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