Chapter 4

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There are six of them, four holding the poles, one holding her head and the last one has a round ring of silvery metal that is opened now, but will obviously close tight. Alice looks over her captors. They are all wearing tall black boots with numbers at the top and front of each boot.

On their heads are stiff leather hats that have two round protrusions that bulge out each side of their head where their ears are, and a tall mushroom looking top that has multi colored plumes coming out of the very center, and then bending over is if to resemble water spurting out the top.

Their uniforms are all white with a deep red color at all the seams and a big red heart in the center of the front and back. Each one has a number on both their shoulder, right at the top of the arm. They look like big walking playing cards. The one holding the ring is #1, the one holding her head is #2, and the rest had #'s between 3 and 10. The uniforms were very stiff looking and that is probably why the center between their navels to the upper leg had been cut away front and back. Underneath this, they are wearing what looks like a black fishnet material, with large holes to keep things from flopping around. "And flop they do," thought Alice, because there are the same steel rings that the ponies have around the base of their equipment. Alice again thinks, "is everything big here?"

The four holding her stretched out, keep her from moving, as #1 moves in with the silver collar, putting it around her neck and snapping it shut. He says, "there, that will keep you from doing what your kind does, so we can get you to the Red Queen."

"What my kind does?" Alice asks. "Whatever do you mean?"

"Why, you blue ones are always changing."

"Blue ones?"

"Yes, blue ones, do you not know what you are."

Alice had been checking out her captors, and dreaming about what was coming next, and did not realize that she was different now. So, as she looked down at herself, she is completely blue from head to toe, and the firmness of her chest and the strength of her eyesight have returned to normal. This sent some shivers up her spine to think that she was changing into something, but she did not know what.

They removed the rope from her feet, and pulling on her arms, made her stand up beside the mesh as they attached the poles to four small rings in the collar so they could keep her well away from them.

#1 walks around Alice, taking his time to look her over closely. "Do you like what you see?" asks Alice. "Or are you going to throw me back for a better one?" This brings a chuckle from the four holding her, but one look from #1 and they snap to attention in more ways than one, Alice notices. "This is good," she thinks. "They are obviously affected by my appearance. I might be able to use that against them."

"The swing always gets them," says #1. "The energy they need always tires them out. It is so much easier than chasing them down, because they can be so fast when they want to be. Now, come along and walk smartly, we do not want to drag you. The Red Queen would not like that and would probably yell, "get their heads off.""

"What are you called?"

"We are the Red Queens personal guards. There are four sets of us, each set being controlled by a Jack, with the four Jacks being under the Joker who answers to the Red Queen."

Alice looks at them. "I think I will call you Heads because of those helmets."

"The Red Queen is waiting," says #1. So, with a slight swat on the back of her legs from a small strap, they start to move through the forest.

Alice adds, "next time can you hit me a little higher please? I always respond better to a good whack on the ass," as she slows down so he can judge for himself. So, he swats her right on the butt, and Alice moans, "yes, that's it."

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