Chapter One

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Warning: Slight OOC-ness and dark themes in later chapters. Don’t like, don’t read.

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Chapter One

*Arthur [England]’s POV*

Oxford is a rather small town, located outside of London. It’s townsfolk are friendly and it’s land is beautiful. Be that as it may, I never thought going there would change anything in my life.

I was wrong. So very wrong.

The year was 1852, and I was riding in a carriage, traveling through the outskirts of Oxford, when I sensed something... frighteningly familiar. I recognized it so clearly, every personification had this sense.

A nation was born, and it was close.

“Stop the carriage!” I commanded, following the sense. Why on earth would a nation be born here? So close to my capital; my heart! It wasn’t possible... was it? I followed the sense to a rabbit hole. I looked down, sensing that the nation was in the rabbit hole.

How strange. Maybe the child was stuck! I looked down, and before I knew it I was falling down. Looking around me, pocket watches hanging on the walls, machinery wheels bolted there, teapots and cups hanging. It seemed to go on forever before I finally landed.

The place I landed was rather... peculiar, to put it lightly. Women crying were carved into the cliffs, waterfalls making it look like they were crying. What was even more strange is that the sense I had was gone. Regardless, I looked around, trying to find out where I was.

“Hello? Is anyone out there?” I called out. Suddenly, the sense was back. I turned around to see a little girl, her hair down to her shoulders and raven black, her eyes a pale green. She wore a blue dress with a white apron with red stains (stains that looked a lot like blood to me, but I didn't want to believe that a child had blood on her clothes), a pendant with the “Omega” symbol, white and black striped socks, and black boots that went half-way up her calves. She held a white, stuffed rabbit. Beside her stood a hairless, tattooed, grinning cat with his right ear (or was it left?) pierced. I shivered slightly. There was an icy cold in her eyes, so much so that it seemed as if the air around me was getting colder the more she stared. An ominous wind came from nowhere, chilling me to the bones. I trembled. She’s just a child, but yet she was so... frightening. Like she was using her eyes to rip into your soul, learning your deepest, darkest secrets.

“Who are you?” She spoke, her medium-high pitched voice contrasting to the icy-cold tone in her voice. Another chill flew down my spine.

“M-My name is Arthur. W-W-What is this p-place?” She stared, her eyes just as emotionless as they were a minute ago.

“This is Wonderland.” Wonderland...? What a peculiar name. But the more I looked around, the more this place seemed... Wonderful. As it truly was a peaceful land of wonder.

“I see. What is your name? How did you get here?”

“My name is Alice Liddell. I was born here...” Her eyes softened slightly. I smiled, holding out my hand.

“Pleased to meet you, Miss Alice.” She took two of my fingers in the palm of her tiny hand.

“Pleased to meet you too.”

“Britain! Dude, wake up!” I felt America slap my back. I looked up, France and America looking at me. It was just a dream?

“Dude, the meeting’s over! What are you doing?!”
“America, could you be any more obnoxious?” I glared at the two. It wasn't long before we started fighting again. At this point, I’d forgotten what happened in that dream. So when I felt the sense again, I had no idea where I had sensed this feeling before. I left the conference in a terrible mood. On the streets I felt a somewhat familiar sense, then saw her. Her hair was layered a bit, black, and her eyes still held a mysterious essence to them. I grabbed her wrist.

(CLIFFHANGER!! Wait until chapter two. xD ))