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"Why don't you go for a walk, Lucas," Grandma Alice said glaring at my mother.

"As long as he doesn't fall into any rabbit holes," Mother said with a sneer.

Sighing I walked out of my grandma's house hearing the usual yelling behind me. My mother, Astrid Kingsleigh, and my grandma, Alice Kingsleigh, had been fighting about one thing for as long as I could remember. They fought over the existence of Wonderland.

Underland; to the people who lived there, was a land Grandma Alice went to when she was younger. She loved to tell the story of the Mad Hatter and the White Queen and the way she told them made me believe they were real. And that was where the trouble started.

Once I told Grandma Alice that I wanted to go my mother had a fit. She demanded that Grandma Alice stop telling me the story. When she refused they quit talking. The last time I saw Grandma Alice was when I was eight and now ten years later they still fought over it.

Stopping in front of a water fountain I looked at myself in the waters reflection. I hated my reflection. I always looked fake. No one knew me. No one saw past the blond spiky hair, pale skin, or silver eyes. I had been told I looked like Grandma Alice, except for my eyes.

Shaking my head I moved my hand through the water to distort the image before I made my way further into the forest. It was a hot day, but like always I had on a military jacket that my father gave me before he died. The rest of my outfit was black, plain black T-Shirt, plain black pants, plain black boots. The only thing that stood out was my hat.

I've had this hat since the last time I saw Grandma Alice. She had it specially made for me after she told me that I reminded her of Mad Hatter. The hat was a white top hat with black lace. She said it wasn't as nice as the Hatter would have made, but it was the best she could have gotten here.

As I walked further into the woods I wondered what it would be like in Underland. It seemed so free and peaceful. I've had dreams of living there for years. It was a place that I wanted to see once before I died. It was just a wish though. One I doubted would ever happen.

Blinking back tears I sat on the ground. My thoughts were starting to get to me. I needed to clear my mind, but the sun was setting and I needed to get back to the house. Standing up I turned back towards the house only to hit my head and fall back towards the ground.

"Hatter," Mally said her voice squeaking loudly.

Hearing my name being called I walked out of my house. As soon as I got outside I saw what had Mally in a fuss. Next to the table was a young man unconscious on the ground. Walking slowly to the man I looked over him in confusion. Everything about him screamed Upperland. Just like Alice.

"Should I ready for fight?" Mally said pulling out her sword.

"No, my friend," I said shaking my head, "I think we'll wait until after he's awoken to see if we must fight. Fighting isn't something to be taken lightly. Though it's been said…"

"Hatter."

"Right, sorry. I'll take him to my room to rest. Don't disturb him."

Getting closer to the man I lifted him up gently. The man was a lot lighter then I thought her would be. It was almost as if he never ate. There was something wrong with him and I had to wait to figure it out. I didn't like waiting. It wasn't something I was good at.

When I placed him on my head I heard him let out a soft groan. Kneeling next to my bed I watched the man toss and turn. He let out another groan and moved closer to the edge, to me. My eyes widened slightly when he reached for me before turning away.

Clearing my throat I stood up and made my way outside. Mally was watching m closely. I sat down and grabbed something so I could write a letter to the White Queen. She might know what was going on and who the man in my bed was.

"Take this to the White Queen," I said handing it to Mally.

"What about you?" Mally said her eyes wide, "I can't just leave you here with that man. He could be dangerous."

"Go."

Mally stared at me for a moment before she grabbed the letter and left. Once I made sure that I was alone I let my head fall onto the table. It had been years since Alice visited and I had just stopped thinking about her everyday. When she left it was like my little sister left. Now there was another person that would just leave.

Standing up I looked at the ground where the man hit and saw a hat there. It was a nice hat, but I could make it so much better. Knowing that I needed a distraction I picked the hat up. While the man slept I was going to fix his hat up. It would help keep my mind clear.

Sitting up I looked around the room wondering where I was. Grandma Alice had no rooms that looked like this. I climbed out of the bed and let out a groan of pain. I must have hit the ground hard. I headed to the door and started to go through the house. Someone had to be here.

"Add a little here," a male voice said softly, "A little off here."

I got closer to the voice and saw a man moving around something in the middle of the room. Quietly I moved closer to him to see what he was working on. Gasping slightly I saw that it was my hat. He had done such amazing things to the hat. He added dark red flowers and sliver coins around the rim.

"Wow," I said loudly.

The man turned around and looked at me. Stepping back I wanted to run away, but looking closely he looked familiar. Biting my lower lip I moved closer and shakily pressed a hand to his cheek. When he smiled at me I gasped and pulled away from him.

"You're the Mad Hatter," I said shocked.

"Do I know you?" Hatter asked confused.

"No, my grandma, she knew you."

"Your grandma, is Alice Kingsleigh your grandma?"

"Yes, she is."

Mad Hatter smiled widely and hugged me. I stiffened in her arms and pulled back. He gave me a look of confusion before smiling again. Clearing my throat I turned away from him and closed my eyes. Maybe this was a dream. I didn't want it to be a dream, but it must be.

"Are you okay?" Hatter asked cocking his head to the side.

"I think I hit my head hard," I said turning around, "I mean of course it was hard I was passed out, but harder than I thought. Though I was passed out so I don't really know how hard I hit it. It was really hard though. The hit was hard not the other thing. Not that there was something else that was hard. I mean…"

"Love."

Freezing mid-thought I looked at Hatter. As I stared into his eyes I saw them change from a neon green to an almost silver color. Biting my lip hard enough to draw blood I let out a whimper before turning to leave. Before I could start to run I felt hands on my shoulders.

"What's your name?" Hatter said his voice low.

"Lucas," I said swallowing roughly.

"Well, Lucas, where are you off to so quickly? Do you have plans with someone else?"

"No."

"Then where are you off to?"

"Hatter, please. You can't…I wish…Don't try to save me."

"Your Majesty," Mally said running up to me.

"Yes," I said softly.

"A letter from the Mad Hatter, it's urgent."

With a smile I took the letter from the mouse and read over it. My eyes widened slightly when I finished the letter. I knew of nothing bad that was happening. Could there be a new threat that no one was aware of yet?

"Will you get me the Oraculum, please?" I said calmly to the monkey next to me.

Nodding quickly the monkey took off running toward the library. Smiling at Mally with confidence I didn't feel I waited for the monkey to return. The thought that something horrible could be happening in the wonderful land broke my heart. I hate the thought of others hurt.

As the monkey came back he opened the Oraculum before me. Smiling I kissed his head gently and kneeled in front of the scroll. I moved my eyes over the scroll quickly hoping not to find that we were in danger again. Confusion fell over me when I saw that my hopes were right. We weren't in danger. The man who had come was though.

"Mally," I said closing the Oraculum, "Would you like to stay here for awhile?"

"What about the Mad Hatter?" Mally asked confused.

"He'll be fine. It's the other man I'm worried about."