Little Girl Lost

Little Girl Lost

Disclaimer:

The Alice in WOnderland story is rightful property of Lewis Carol, the person hihgly inspired by the muses to write the classic story that all know and love...and that I'm currently mildly obsessed with at the moment *blushes*

Notes:
1) Alice will not be in this fic but the main character will often be mistaken for her...or will she? Hmmmmm

2) I sugesst reading some of "Rainbow Guard" to get an idea of what led to this story

Rating:
PG for violence, pervsion and all that fun junk
Sorry, this is just the crust of my lemon marengue pie. You'll have to wait for the filling...

With that said and done, I command the story to begin...

Walks up to a giat dong and hits it *BONG*

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Little Girl Lost
6) Gingertown Rumble
Princess Lemon

"Why you..." Lime started and began to storm over to the creature but was stopped when Chesire grabbed her by her midsection.

"Lime, no!" he shouted in her ear.
"Just let me hurt him!" Lime said, nearly pleading.
"What good will that do you?" Chesire asked.
"I'm sick and tired of being confussed for that girl!" Lime retorted. All the while, the Jaberwoky watched this with a toothy grin and took this chance to quickly advance.

"No!" Chesire shouted and threw her aside as he took on the Jaberwoky. Lime rolled around on the ground a few times before she finally came to a stop and looked up to see Chesire and the Jaberwoky fighting each other in the town sqaure, not careing what got broken in the wake of their fight. Even the grand fountain that cycled ginger flavoured milk was broken in their wake. Lime felt as if she was inside one of those Jackie Chan movies and pulled some popcorn out of thin air as she sat there and watched the two guys fight. It wasn't untill the two were on a roof when Chesire noticed that Lime was still there.

"Idiot! Why aren't you running?" he called out.
"What? And miss the best fight I've ever seen?" Lime called back as she tipped her bag upside down to find there wasn't any popcorn left. Chesire rolled his eyes and this distracted him from noticing the Jaberwoky's spin kick aimed for his chest. Chesire deflected at the last moment but he was still knocked off the roof.

"Chesire!" Lime shouted as he fell and landed hard on his feet. The Jaberwoky flew down after him and charged the cat from behind. Lime's hand flew to her mouth as she watched the Jaberwoky slam Chesire through five building in a row. Lime slowly got up and curiously peered into the holes of the building as the clouds of ginerdust began to settle in the air. Lime coughed a bit on the dust as she peered into the hole, trying to see what was going on when a dark shape loomed inside the building.

"Che..." Lime started to ask but was cut short as the figure rushed forward and she found herself gathered up in a pair of strong arms. It wasn't long after the two were up in the air that Lime gasped to find that she had been grabbed by the Jaberwoky.

"Agh! Chesire!" Lime shouted and tried to squirm out of his arms.
"Hold still unless you want to fall," the Jaberwoky said. Lime looked over her left shoulder and gasped to see that she was hundreds of feet over the ground.

"Fuck!" Lime cursed and stayed as still as she could in his arms. To Lime, it seemed as if the Jaberwoky was taking forever to fly to where ever it was they were heading and she began to bite her lower lip in worry as faint beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead.

"What's the matter, not afraid of heights are you?" he asked.
"I fell out of a tower window when I was ten, what do you think?" Lime snapped.
"My, touchy," the Jaberwoky said as he swooped down. Lime let out a small squeak as they made a rapid decent towards these woods that appeared to seperated two kinds of land, one with lush green grass and the other with grass apparently cut in a checker board pattern. Lime held on for dear life as they flew down and into the dark cold woods. Lime shivered both from the cold and fear of crashing as they drew ever closer to a cave hidden deep in the woods. The Jaberwoky flew through the opening and deep into the cave where an den lit by candles waited for them. There, the Jaberwoky finally landed and dropped Lime down on a nest made of an odd collection of hay, feathers, cotton and cloth where she landed with an umph as some of the feathers and cotton jumped up into the air.

"What is the meaning of this? Why have you kidnapped me?" Lime demanded as she began to get up on her feet.

"Chill Princess," the Jaberwoky said and taped his index finger on her forehead so as to knock her off balence. With that, Lime fell on her right side and looked up at him with a dropped jaw.

"Princess? Did you just call me Princess?" she asked.
"Yes, you should have told me you were royalty Alice," the Jaberwoky said with a smirk.
"Grrr. Lime! My name is Lime!" Lime shouted angrily, her voice echoing in the cave.
"Whatever, all I know is that you're very popular these days."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I never would have known that you were back in town save for the fact that these demons came to me, asking if I would track you down for them."

"Demons! You mean the ones that attacked my home?"
"One in the same, but you know what? I'm not going to let them have you," he said with a grin.
"You mean, you're letting me go?"
"No, I'm keeping you for myself," he said and joined her in the nest.

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