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By kaiwai

Thriller / Horror

Chapter 1-Append

A/N: There's quite a bit I understand is hard to grasp, but be patient with me. I will explain more later in the story, and if you have questions, comments, or want some definitions(i.e Providence: the branch of the Hunter's Association that trains ex-human vampires to become elite, deadly hunter assassins; Syndeo: the group that have been kidnapping the ex-human hunters of Providence; Archives: the oldest records dating back to thousands of years before the vampire/hunter war. These records were said to have been destroyed after the war, but Providence has kept them with Johnny at the Bottom; Johnny at the Bottom: the name of the underground railroad the ex-human hunters used) go ahead and either message me or review.

Also(if you don't want to spoil, read this after you read the chapter) a little spoiler, HEADS UP: the pureblood vampire at the end of the chapter sounds like it would be Kaname at first, but it's not. It's Haruka, his father. This takes place just before the story starts, when Syndeo starts kidnapping all Providence's soldiers. He was the one that took Alice when she was a baby, and he gave her to someone that could take care of her(after Kaname was born, which would make Alice and Kaname roughly the same age), so Alice and Kaname, though Alice denies it, have a strong relationship.


Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight, that belongs to Matsuri Hino. Alice in Wonderland in this book as referenced belongs to Walt Disney.

The skylight poured in over the glass windows through the thin white sheets. ' Ludicrous. I just fell asleep and now I have to wake up…'

Long, twin teal ponytails trailed behind the sixteen year old as she sat up, throwing the white silk sheets from her legs to get up and stretch into her white bunny slippers. She yawned, pulling down her white tank top to hide her pale stomach back underneath, and slipped her white spandex shorts over her white underwear before heading out of her room and down the black spiraling stairs to the kitchen downstairs. As usual, the kitchen was cleaned and empty of the maids, which led the sixteen year old to believe they must be in the living room finishing up, but to her dismay, they weren't there either.

Her now bare feet trailed up the glass stairs to the maids' rooms, but those were empty as well. Everything in the house that she knew was clean, orderly, and fixated(as she knew it would be since those insane maids got up early enough to beat the birds and finished the entire house by the time their mistress got up), but the maids were nowhere to be seen, and usually, she would find them finishing up the last of the housework before they showered and went back to bed.

But none of the maids were there. They were all gone, and assuming they'd be gone for a while, she decided she would watch a movie instead.

The sixteen year old plopped on the couch(after changing into her usual casual green cargo shorts and black spaghetti strap) and turned on Alice in Wonderland.

She looked down at her phone to check her messages, and realized that one of the messages was from a foreign number.

A lone, sleeping child wrapped in a tattered old blanket lay in an old cardboard box in front of the abandoned theatre. The rain had brightly decorated the theatre but avoided the baby, creating a sort of a shelter around it. The baby smiled softly in its sleep, completely unaware of what was happening and unaware of the creeping shadow in the distance.

She instantly dropped her phone to the ground. Only one person knew of that night. Only one person knew...but there it was. Clear as day. Had somehow someone else been there..?

She went over the memory again and again in her head. Nothing. If anything was even there, she'd not missed it, because everything she knew she'd remembered was intact and hadn't been unaccounted for.

But...what if-?

No. This couldn't be played on what ifs. She was the game master, not the game player.

Something wasn't right. Something about this strategy is fixed. There must be a way to think without thinking...

The entrance to the lower level basement was walled off, and only with the keeper's code could anyone pass through. The sixteen year old unlocked the encryption easily and the wall shifted with a swift "welcome back, Alice".

It's true. Alice was her real name, and it was the only way of her knowing who she truly was in this twisted game anymore.

Alice made her way down the winding stairs to the lower level basement, and there, behind the glass ceiling-to-floor windows, sat some of her enemies and some old backstabbing colleagues, bleeding, unconscious, or kept so long in that hell with no light that they were a body with a wandering soul. She looked around a bit until she wandered into the section for her captives, and stopped at one cell in particular.

His clothes were tattered old rags, his skin ice cold and sickly pale as it was heavily dirtied in certain areas signified by clots of dirt stains on his milky skin. His lower lip was busted; he had been slapped hard enough to split his lip, and his eyes were dark with lack of sleep. His barely shoulder-length brown hair was messy and bloody, clinging to his cheeks and jawline as if clinging to life itself.

His dark garnet brown eyes looked up to meet her blue ones and she smirked. "About time you finally learn to look at me. I want to know something. Who did you tell about the baby?"

He didn't answer. He simply kept a straight-faced gaze at her until he felt his head jerk to the side from a sharp slap and she snapped, "tell me who told you about the baby, Kuran, or I swear,I will kill you right here."

"No you won't," he retorted, "you'll just beat me until you get tired and bored and you'll leave." In reality, he had no idea what she was talking about, but he knew if he denied anything, it wouldn't help keep his family safe. So he decided to tell her what she wanted to hear.

"Alright. Some guy came in earlier. Told me something about a baby...I don't remember the specifics, but, he's trying to find it, he says."

It was a complete lie, but it would work for now.

"Who was it?"


"I didn't catch his name. He was wearing a fancy necklace with a weird occult-type symbol or something."

"A cinegatti?"


"There's only one group with that kind of symbol anymore..."

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