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Alice's Daughter	By : Burton_Wanna_Be Category: 1 through F > Alice in Wonderland (2010) > Alice in Wonderland (2010) Views: 2155 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Do not own Alice in Wonderland (book nor movie) or the characters. They belong to Lewis Carroll and Disney. I make no money from my writings.

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Chapter 18
"Hopefully this cake will work." Mirana sighed as Tempest pulled on the chainmail of the legendary armor. "I tried it on myself and this happened." She chuckled and held up her white hair that now reached the floor. A chambermaid was currently cutting it back to its original length.
"That's a lot of growth." Tempest blinked and laughed a little.
"Oh, just don't take a big bite." The queen shook her head and held out the cake. "It also took a little while for it to grow."
"Let's give it a try." Temp gave a hopeful smile and took a tiny bite of the cake. They waited for a long moment but her hair didn't grow. She pulled some of it over her shoulder and sighed.
"We still have half an hour before the battle. I'm sure your plan will work." Mirana placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and smiled.
A knock sounded at the door before Alaric poked his head in. "How's it going?"
"Good, we hope." Mirana chuckled and turned back to Tempest. The queen made sure that Tempest's chainmail was secure before helping her pull on the chest piece and tie it.
"Wow," Tempest breathed, rolling her shoulders. "I thought this would be heavier."
"Underland armor is very lightweight." Alaric chuckled. "Makes it easier to move around and fight."
"That's good." She smiled at him, pulling on her gauntlets. She turned back to the mirror and gave a long sigh. Her hair still hadn't grown, not even an inch. "Well, let's hope this works."
"Let me pull it back for you." Mirana thanked her maid and moved to Tempest. She gently took the brush sitting on the vanity and ran it through the girl's hair.
Tempest couldn't help but close her eyes. She was swept back to her home, where she was sitting on the floor in front of the fire while Alice ran a brush through her hair. Her mother had always loved her hair; it reminded her so much of Hatter and Underland. That was why Tempest kept her hair long, for her mother as a reminder.
"Done." Mirana's voice drew her out of her memories.
Tempest blinked and smiled at the queen through the mirror. "Thank you." Another knock sounded at her door before Hatter and Michael walked in. She saw the shock on Hatter's face when he saw her and felt a ping of regret.
"So much like Alice." He muttered walking up to her. He looked her up and down before pulling her into a hug. "You look so much like your mother yet you are you." He pulled back to lock his green eyes on hers. "I'm proud of you and I have faith your plan will work."
"I hope it will." She grinned back at him, remembering something her mother told her. "Father?"
"Hm?" He tilted his head, still smiling.
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Her smile grew into a Cheshire smile.
Hatter laughed, the sound lightening the mood in the room. Tempest looked around at everyone in the room. They were all smiling but she could see the worry behind those smiles. They were all counting on her plan to work, on her performance to work. This was it; the battle that would save Underland once more and hopeful bring her mother back.
The tower clock chimed, ringing throughout the castle. The light mood disappeared at the sound. Alaric turned to the window then to her. She nodded and he turned to the others.
"Let's go." His voice was grim yet commanding, the prince in him showing itself. "We have a battle to win." Tempest watched as everyone left the room except Alaric. He waited for her as she took one last look in the mirror. "Are you ready?"
She turned to him. "As ready as I'll ever be." She grabbed the Vorpal sword and shield and headed for the door. Alaric stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
"Tempest," his voice was hesitant.
"Yeah?" She looked up at him with those bright green eyes and all thought left him.
"I…" He shook his head and kissed her breathless. "I want you to be safe."
"I will be. Now let's go, I have a Jabberwocky to slay." She gave him a quick kiss and led him out of the room. They met the others in front of the gates, all suited up and ready for the fight. Even the Bandersnatch had armor made for him, including a saddle. Tempest shrugged and pulled herself onto the creature. Once she was settled the march began. Everyone was quiet as they made their way to the old checkered battlefield in the Tulgey Woods.
Just as with Alice's battle, the red army approached as the white army did. When they stopped Alaric dismounted, followed by Mirana and Michael, and made his way to the center of the field. Across the way Jack followed his actions. The two princes met, glaring at each other. Jack looked around Alaric to Tempest who had just slid off the Bandersnatch. She saw his lusty grin and bit back her nausea, that night coming back to her.
With great will she forced her mind away from the past. Right now she needed to focus on the battle ahead. On facing the new creature her mother had once destroyed.
"Well, well," Jack's voice was loud enough that it reached her ears. "It seems you read the Oraculum wrong, Cousin."
"Or perhaps you misunderstood what you saw, Cousin." Alaric countered.
"Ha ha ha, I think not. You are just hopeful." Jack grinned and leaned closer, dropping his voice so only Alaric could hear. "I have to admit, I will enjoy taking your champion as my victory. Tell me, is she as good as I remember?"
Alaric growled and went to throw a punch at him but Michael stopped him, grabbing his arm. "Not now." The king warned. "You'll have your shot." Alaric nodded and tore his arm free.
"Always the good boy, hn, Alaric?" Jack taunted. "Always listening to dear old dad and mom."
Alaric grabbed his shirt and growled. "You're mine during this battle."
Jack smiled back. "Wouldn't have it any other way." He pulled back and straightened his clothing. "Now, let's get this battle under way. I have a throne waiting for me."
"The throne of Underland will never be yours." Mirana interjected, her voice soft and calm.
"It was never meant to be yours, Auntie." Jack sneered at her. "My mother was the oldest. The throne belonged to her."
"My sister had accepted that she wasn't meant to rule Underland. Please accept that I did everything to save her." Tears shone in her eyes at the thought of her sister.
"You did nothing!" Jack yelled. "You let my mother die and then my father. You sat up in your white castle as they faded."
"We tried to save Iracebeth but there was nothing that could be done." Michael spoke this time. "And you father just couldn't live without her any longer."
"But you didn't even try! Just watched them die. And for that I'm taking what rightfully belongs to me. Jabberwocky!" He called out, strangely exactly as his mother had.
But unlike that day, Jack's Jabberwocky came in from above. The smoky creature circled around the battlefield a few times before landing roughly beside Jack. The ground shook when he landed, many of the knights lost formation to keep standing. The Jabberwocky took a few steps, its reptilian head slithering out so it was surrounding Jack. The Red prince patted its head and smirked at Alaric.
"And your champion? Or should I say false champion." Jack's laugh was horrid.
Tempest took a deep breath and stepped up. It was her turn to fight for freedom. As she neared the Jabberwocky, her mother's story played in her mind.
"Sometimes I believe as many as six impossible things… One, there's a potion that can make you shrink… Two, there's a cake that can make you grow… Three, animals can talk… Four, cats can disappear… Five, there's a place called Wonderland… Six,"
"I can slay the Jabberwocky." Tempest finished, steeling her nerves. "Six impossible things." She muttered, glaring up at the creature.
"Sssso, you're the new barer?" It hissed out, meeting her half way.
"And you're the new Jabberwocky." She twisted her wrist and the sword.
"Not sso much new, improved." It laughed, rearing back its head and letting out a burst of purple lightning/fire.
Tempest gasped and quickly lifted her shield to protect herself. "Ok, six impossible things. One…. I can return to Underland." She dodged another blast and slashed at the creature. "Two… I finally get to meet my father."
The Jabberwocky stalked up to her, snapping its powerful jaws. She dodged, diving under it and slashed at the back of its legs. It howled and jumped in the air, tail sweeping out at her and knocking her a few yards away. When she landed the Vorpal sword flew from her hand.
"Three… the Jabberwocky can be reborn." She gasped out, blocking another blast from the Jabberwocky with her shield. A tiny piece of the blast curved over her shield and sliced through the tie holding her hair back. She grunted and looked around, finding her sword near Alaric. She cursed and headed for it but the Jabberwocky cut her off. She threw her shield at it, forcing it to jump back.
"Tempest!" Alaric yelled, tossing the sword to her.
She luckily caught it by the hilt. "Four… the door to Overland can be destroyed." Once again she began hacking away at the creature. But whenever she was about to land a vital hit it would jump into the air. Tempest growled and stared up at it, the wind gusting around her.
"Five…" she breathed feeling herself lift into the air, just enough to reach the creature. "I can control the wind."
"How is she doing that?" Jack's voice was awed before anger set in. "This is unfair. Attack!"
And they all attacked, white chess pieces versus red cards. The fight had grown, consuming all the players on the field, there were even archers surrounding them. Mally and Talon fought side by side, taking down as many cards as they could. Thackery stood by the queen, throwing rocks and whatever else he could get his hands on. Michael also fought near Mirana, protecting his wife. The Tweedle twins were once again fighting back to back against a circle of red cards. Chessur, Castiel, and Nebula were smoking in and out, confusing the cards and knocking them out. Hatter was taking on half a dozen men by himself and Alaric was facing off with Jack in a long overdue duel.
"Six… I can win this fight and reunite my family." Tempest floated for a moment. Her voice set as she locked her eyes on the to her, her hair was stretching out behind her as the wind whipped it around.
She slashed the Vorpal sword, the Jabberwocky dodge and swiped at her. The wind took her back down before its claws could touch her. She took off running for the steps, dipping to pick up her shield. As she ran up the stairs and dodged the horrid creature's sharp claws she couldn't help but think of her mother's stories. She looked around and realized that she was living those tales, nearly the exact way she had.
"Then this time, we'll do this my way." She stopped running, halfway up the steps and turned to face the monstrous creature.
"Ssso, you chossse to facce me? You are a fool." The Jabberwocky hissed out a laugh.
"I'm only a fool if I stop believing in myself." She slashed her sword and was able to score a hit on its cheek.
The creature howled and gave a vicious swipe of its own. He knocked her shield out of her grip and cut into her side. Tempest hissed as the tip of its nails cut into her. She didn't slow down, however. She swung again, this time getting his eye. As it screeched again she finished her climb up the stairs, her side pulsing in pain. She hid behind a broken down wall, panting in pain. Gingerly she lifted the chainmail and gently touched the three cuts. Damn, it hurt!
"You wretch!" The Jabberwocky growled as it prowled up to her. "You will pay."
Tempest could feel the Vorpal sword was ready to claim the creature's life. She looked down at it and smiled. "Well, we'll have one shot at this."
Even as her side protested she crawled to the edge of the wall and peaked around the corner. The Jabberwocky was approaching the other end of the wall and she could see blood dripping from his closed eye. Once its head fully rounded the corner, she struck. She rushed at it, Vorpal sword drawn back. The creature reared back, putting its neck out of reach, but she wasn't going after his neck. She slid under the beast and thrust the sword into the creature's chest, straight to the heart. It screamed and tried to claw her again.
Tempest jumped back, keeping hold of the sword, then pulled the weapon free. Purple blood spurted out as the Jabberwocky fell back off the tower. It hit the ground with a resonatingthud. Everyone paused to see if it would rise.
Jack screamed in outrage and went back to fighting Alaric. His red knights paused before some dropped their weapons and others fought back. Tempest could see Alaric was being pushed back, forced to only defend himself. Jack's rage was becoming too much for Alaric to handle.
Tempest tried to move but ended up falling. Her injury was getting to her. Looking around she noticed a discarded bow just below her, an arrow beside it. Focusing the wind she was able to lift them up to her. Slowly she stood, bow and arrow at the ready. Drawing the arrow back she yelled. "JACK!"
By then Jack had Alaric on the ground ready to deliver the final blow. He paused and turned to face her. His sword almost fell from his grasp.
Alaric gaped at the image before him. Tempest stood at the top edge of the old tower ruins with an arrow aimed at Jack. Her fiery red hair had been freed from its binding and blew around her in the wind. The noon sun shone from behind her, haloing her in its bright light. She looked so much like a goddess then, he almost believed she was. He didn't even care he had a sword pointed at his throat.
"Move any closer to him and it will be the last thing you do." Her voice carried on the wind like a song.
"If you think you can hit me before I kill him, I welcome you to try it." Jack sneered back.
The wind began to pick up, blowing so hard it nearly knocked him over. "I have the wind on my side. This arrow will pierce you before you move an inch."
Jack seemed to consider what she said before tossing his sword to the ground. Immediately, two white knights took hold of his arms. Alaric stood and watched as Tempest floated down to them, the wind rushing around her. He ran up to her as she neared the ground.
"Are you alright?" She asked, trying to stand up straight through the pain.
"Fine, are you?" He looked her over, finding the blood dripping down her side. He reached for her chainmail and lifted it. The three gashed from the Jabberwocky's claws were starting to swell, the edges turning a putrid green and her blood still flowing. "My Gods…"
"I'm fine," Her words started to slur and her vision began to blur. "'Sonly a scra…" She trailed off, falling forwards as her world went black.
Alaric caught her and lowered her to the ground. Hatter and everyone ran up to the two of them.
"What happened?" Hatter demanded, dropping to his knees beside his daughter.
"The Jabberwocky got a good hit." Alaric showed them the wound.
"Oh my," Mirana gasped, hands covering her mouth. "This is bad."
"It's just a cut, right? You can heal it." Alaric looked pleadingly at his mother. He could feel Tempest begin to pant as pain no doubt racked through her.
"Normally yes, but this has the work of poison. And one I've never seen, at that." She sounded hopeless.
"What about the Jabberwocky blood?" Tarrant asked. "It can heal her."
"Afraid not." Jack spoke with a laugh. "It's the Jabberwocky's blood that's poisoned her."
"Jabberwocky blood isn't poisonous." Mirana remarked.
"It is if you revive the creature with poison." Jack gave an evil laugh. "Right now the blood is circulating through all of her organs, slowly killing her."
Alaric gave Tempest to Hatter and walked up to his cousin. He gripped the man by the shirt and demanded, "Give me the cure."
"There is no cure." Jack shot back. "You may have killed the Jabberwocky permanently and won the war but I at least get the satisfaction of killing your little champion. I wasn't exaggerating when I said if I couldn't have her, no one can." He began to laugh again.
Alaric gritted his teeth and slugged him. Jack fell limp in the knights' hands. "Get him out if here." He ordered and went back to Tempest. He dropped to his knees and ran a hand through her hair, tears forming in his eyes. "What are we going to do?"
"Perhaps we can help?"
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