Inside of the mansion, those who remained to find a way to make the weapon were almost immediately attacked by the Other Blood and Elliot. But...they didn't...look right. The Other Blood was...red. I mean RED. Like he'd been dunked in a pool of his namesake. And the Other Elliot was falling apart at his stitching, strange orangish sawdust falling from his seams in an unending stream. Disturbed Blood and Ace nodded to each other, preparing their weapons. Alice was horrified, placing Coraline behind her and carrying Cat in her trembling arms. She was trying to act brave, keeping the ones younger than her safe. Coraline had to admire her guts.
The real Blood and Ace drove the Other's into a corner and ushered the rest of the group on. "Look at them; they're just poorly made copies! We'll be fine, now go!"
"But...Blood!" protested the blonde.
"He's right Alice! Plus, there is no copy of you nor the rest! It will be ok!" added Ace with a laugh. "Plus, be a good mummy and care for the kiddies"
"A-alright...Coraline, follow me" the Blonde grabbed the bluenette's hand and rushed through the hallways, twisting and turning as they ran towards the garden.
They made it past, the rose garden wilting causing Deep sadness in Alice. Sighing tiredly she let go of her companions sitting down on the floor. They needed a way to create the weapon and the moon was slowly being covered by the shadow of a button. The sounds of a music box with the tune of Greensleeves caught their attention. Silently, and curiously, guided by Cat they made their way through the wilted garden towards the sound. Dahlias, pretty dahlias growing in the ground, brightly colored and alive. Peculiar since they were not common to see in Wonderland. Alice frowned, but Coraline, with gun in hand, walked towards them, finding a music box in the middle. Yet, when she took it, a trap door opened. The three of them surprised looked at each other.
"Cometh, cometh! over here thee shall beest safe. Prithee, before the beldam, notices thee hath found this hideout" the voice was sweet, musical, but nothing far from a murmur.
"She must be trapped" mumbled Coraline. "Should we?"
"It would be the safest option" resigned Cat with a sigh.
All of them went in the diary and key safe in their hands. No, nothing was exactly broken down. Yet, the pastel colors, porcelain objects and silk seats did unnerve them. It was like entering a dollhouse, not out of the ordinary being they were inside of the other world. Yet, there sitting on a throne was a doll, the size of a young 14-year-old girl. Brown locks in pretty copper waves, a silver crown with the symbols of poker set upon it holding a silky White vail. The dress she wore was reminiscent of queen victoria's except the decor was similar to that of her crown's. The base of White and silver with gems of black, red, blue and yellow. Suddenly her big eyes opened, revealing a beautiful pair of rainbow eyes gleaming in the light. A small nostalgic smile appeared on her red lips.
"Welcome lief visitors I has't been expecting thy arrival f'r centuries" welcomed the doll getting up, the joints making slight noise with the movement.
"Who are you?" asked Coraline raising her gun.
"I am known as the empress of poker, ruler of Wonderland, Louise Mary Charlotte Dodgson. I am the creat'r of this realm and the foe of yond thee calleth the beldam" answered the young doll. "Thither isn't much time, prithee handeth me the item. We wilt start forging the weapon. Anon, thou art free to asketh aught in the meantime"
"Why do you hate the beldam? And what do you mean creator?" asked Coraline lowering her weapon and handing her the key.
"The true name is Lorina Liddell, daughter of aristocrats, sick in mind. Yet, the lady is the reason as to wherefore Wonderland exists" explained calmly, Louise.
"My sister!?" exclaimed a shocked Alice as she oversaw the girl grabbing needles to start her work.
"Aye, tis thy sister. But, the lady isn't the same. The one thee see anon is Lorina taking ov'r the corse of poor Edith "
"How is it you know so much of this?" asked Cat sitting by her feet.
"Once thither we wast,
a pair of siblings with nay care.
living the dream, children of angel and human
eyes of rainbow, hair of woods "
Around them the scenery changed, the wind made them all sit on chairs. They could see Louise, eleven years old, and Ace both eating and laughing as the carefree wealthy children they were. Never expecting anything unusual to happen, but as with everything...there isn't a thing that lasts forever...and the Dogson siblings were about to experience that lesson.
"oddities we w're, not completely unheard
the vengeance of Liddell of our cousin lief
the nameth of a female, and a life did disappear "
Alice and Coraline glanced towards the entrance along with Cat. People burst through the canopy doors leaving the children confused. They had no idea what was going on and had no weapons to defend themselves leaving no option but to freeze in place. Ace grabbed his sister and tried his best to protect her. His attempts to escape were proved futile as both children were dragged away.
The room was shifting again, as the metals Louise was working on were being slowly fused. The Cirque Monstre Asylum seemed to be your usual insane asylum...nothing different from the gloomy horrible White walls and occasional screams from the inmates. The shivers it sent to people outside made them want to flee the place that resided within the dark spiny woods.
The abducted teens had been taken inside. Their sophisticated clothes were replaced by White hospital garbs and thrown into different rooms. The youngest was left completely alone in a room. Her face twisted into fear, confusion...and hate...
"oddities we wast, not completely unheard
the vengeance of Liddell of our cousin lief
the name of a female, and a life did disappear
in the asylum we wast lock'd"
The circus, dark in the middle of dilapidated woods, identical to the one the jokers lived in. The younger versions of the Role Holders greeted them, each locked in birdcages. Only a few were not inside, but looking at them in glee. Lorina Liddell, the Monrey siblings, Blood, and a twin, Vivaldi, the Tweedles, Gray, a young boy similar to the Monrey children, and lastly was Alice holding on to Blood.
"other races, other odds
demons, angels, humans galumph'd 'round
all powers unheard, mimsy and vorpal
needles and saws lock'd us in thither
the dark wood circus madeth us toys f'r the heirs"
Flashes of Onyx being raped, Boris forced to watch as he tried to save her. Joker and Jabberwocky whipped violently as they cried, Ace trying to find his sister only to be kicked away from where the shadow of the girl could be seen. Lorina laughing as other role-holders were suffering. Julius scolding Lorina for it as he covered his sibling's eyes along with the younger boy. The Tweedles measuring some bodies and designing something, their hands riddled with cuts and bandages. Alice clinging to Blood being watched by Lorina indignantly. The real Alice was in pain, memories flooding into her mind, Coraline trying to comfort her.
"Stop!" commanded Coraline, one metallic sound and now they were back at the toy realm.
"I apologize, it might not but beest too much to recall so much" apologized Louise bringing the object to them.
"So...you are the one who truly holds the key to Wonderland" analyzed Cat.
"Aye"
"We need to know more," said Alice, at last, bringing herself back. "Can you get out of here?"
"Only if 't be true thee carryeth me at which hour thee leaveth"
"Can you turn into a smaller version or something?" asked Coraline, the doll nodded closing her eyes and being barely 4 inches tall. Alice quickly picked her up, both of the girls and the cat climbing out of their hiding space. Once they left, they rushed towards the mansion, were Blood and Ace were already waiting. What would happen now?
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Button Eyes, Clock Hearts
FanficFifteen-year-old Coraline Jones along with Cat fell into Wonderland. She must now play a deadly game, but something strange is happening, more variants that weren't there before started to appear. What will the Roleholders and Foreigners do?
