Three moons; one grey which is the smallest, the second one is green, a little bit bigger, and the third and biggest one is a blue moon that which positioned in the middle. These three heavenly beings make the miss to squint her eyes in puzzlement, at first, she thought that her eyes sees it wrong, but then realized that is not and there's something isn't right even from the start. Considering she met Cheshire who has genuine and moving tails and ears yesterday, made her begun to think things through.
First of all, she definitely never heard of Flower Country or Hibiscus Town. Ghost Town? Yes, she heard it many times, but a city that named Flower? One could make shook their head in disbelief.
Second, Cheshire… with the time they spend with each other, through her quiet observation to him, she could tell those ears and tails are real, genuine.
If these a set up location for a drama or movie, she should has been seeing people working behind the camera or something, but there are none, and even up until now she's walking on an unchanging location, or simply saying she should have been out of the set-up.
The third, are those three moons that shining her path.
And lastly, the unchanging night sky. She's completely aware that she been awake for some certain hours now, but the night sky isn't changing at all. She do rest every now and then and been waiting for sun to come out replacing the three weird moons, but it's already ten hours now since woke up but no sun at all.
If Cheshire would be here, he will—definitely—tell her what's going on even without her voicing the question out.
'Now, now I shouldn't rely on him. He did say that the information he gave are his payment for interrupting his suici—ah… just what's wrong with him? He doesn't look desperate in killing himself, and he even look-like having fun.' She sighs, putting those thoughts away somewhere deep inside her mind, seeing no reason to dwell on it.
After eleven hours of walking and resting, finally the miss sees changing, in the sky? No, but in location, she been walking and saw nothing but grassy field, and sometimes trees, where she is taking a break for at least half an hour.
Below the cliff she's standing on is a small village.
Unlike the Ghost Town that almost everything are made of concretes and bricks, this village's soil bare in sight, at least the walk paths. The houses and some establishments are made of woods. Maybe a little unmaintained but at least it is decent enough to live by for the next couple of years.
Straight ahead, tallest of all is a watch tower with two guards sitting inside. The miss sighs in relief thinking that at the very least this place ain't deserted like Ghost Town.
Looking at the center of small village and spotted the Osier Willow tree, which reminds her of what Cheshire have said—anyways, because she's standing on the cliff, quite far from the small village, the miss cannot make out of what plants were this place presenting.
The miss with a little difficulty but did not experience much trouble climbed down from the high cliff.
Upon arrival, she could feel the citizens' gaze on her, which makes her perk an eyebrow, but the miss just continue walking, ignoring the questionable stares from various people and animals.
Surprisingly, the people here are look normal, without animal feature on them, unlike Cheshire.
Puzzlement is playing on her mind; curious as of why the citizens are well-packed and trying to leave their homes—unless they are robbers—but on the other hand, if they are indeed robbers—well that's a lot of them.
Taking their last glance on her, people then hurriedly run in various directions of the village—except to the direction she's heading.
Soon the citizens stop sparing glances on her, not even try to bother themselves with her presence anymore.
Panic and fright are what driving the citizens to keep moving out and around—what driven them like mad people? It is—
Everyone then starts screaming about 'the muds are coming' in some sort, with fear on their voices.
'Muds? What? Like Mudflood?' thinking this way, the miss understands their fear and panic. Of course, no one wants to be buried in mud. But when she looks up at the high cliff on the other side of small village, she blinks, it is looks so calm and quiet. Turning her head to see the other sides but it is the same. She frowns—but not for too long as a huge meteorite-like suddenly came to her view, by passed and blast on the tall cliff she once stood before.
Now that's something, but it is not a mudflow though!
Everyone screams in agony, and restart their crazed, not even bothering to know if there are people that gotten hurt from that extravagant greeting.
A crowd of citizens then runs on her direction, by passing the miss without bumping into her, and someone spare her an attention, a young lad taller and probably older than her, with lopsided hair style run pass her.
As if everything went slow both heads turn to each other, catching each other's attention; but then she turns back to the direction she is aiming while the lad continue running away still staring at her small frame. Soon, even him didn't waste time for her.
On the meanwhile a gust of wind stops the miss on her tracks and stay still on her spot, knowing something is coming to her way.
Something that is beyond ordinary.
Hm? Is there even anything that ordinary here?
A small group of teenagers were marching like gangsters towards her direction.
Simply put—she could tell with those smug on the ten teens' faces that they are nothing but ordinary people; they are maybe just some teenagers in rebelling stage, on the other hand, the eleventh teen which the one standing in the front of the group stand out the most.
The teen has eye-catching color of hair, which the same color of the sunset and his blue eyes were glinting in the dark place.
Out of these rebellious teenagers, the miss could tell that he is the only different.
The small group stops with their tracks right after they saw the young maiden unmoving from her spot.
The ten teens take it that she's probably scare which preventing her to move, but the look on her face says the opposite.
The miss could sense the eleventh teen's eyes on her, looking at her, examining her from head to toe, and she cannot blame him to be puzzled.
She's after all much shorter than him and look fragile, still she held no fear, and in truth she's rather look bored to their presence. The miss simply doesn't see them in any other way but rebellious kids.
"You—" She slightly tilted her head to the side upon hearing him. "What are you?" Now, how will she answer such a beautiful question?
"What do you think?"
"Well?"
"Just a passerby." She shrugged her shoulders while responding; indeed, she just passing by when they made uproar or more like the villagers. "So? Would you let me through?" smirk appeared on both; completely forgotten about the other ten teens in the lad's tail.
"Just a passerby? Don't fool me oi!" the lad declared still with smirk of delight on his face. "You—Just which kingdom are you from huh? Red Queen or Gold King?"
What's with those terms? She wants to curse out loud.
One eyebrow perks up, "No where?" she questionably answered.
But she's aware that this kind of tone would always lead to worst, even she's telling the truth.
He grins, as he poses in fighting stance ready to charge to her… See? She knew it! It never be a good thing to be doubtful to your own words! In addition, what the—is he really going to brawl against her?!
She summarized her choices; she doesn't have any kind of weapon in her hands, but there are many objects that laying on the ground; either she uses those to fight him or go with her bare hands and legs—nah… the latter choice is a big no!
Before anything takes place the acting leader of their pack hold back the vermillion-head and commanded the other members to attack her, and they didn't take a second when they all rush towards her with various weapons.
"Dormmouse! What the heck you are up to?"
Amidst her fight, she could hear their conversation as the lad is actually quite a loud one.
"Don't mind, don't mind Hatter she isn't fit to fight you. They are enough."
The lad—known now as Hatter—scowls, "That side of you is what I hated the most! You love to underestimate everyone just by their appearance!"
"Hatter just look at her! She's small and looks fragile."
"Bastard, are you insulting me?"
"No way will I do that!"
"But you're really never learn. Have you forgotten about that bamboo stark? You judged him and he defeated you in no time."
"She's different Hatter!"
"She's no different."
Their number, weapons and wills didn't faze her in slightest; she dodge then throw them with her martial arts that they didn't know.
As this going on, the two remaining lads that watching only could view their fight like 'a toddler throwing her toys everywhere and without care' thing.
"See?"
The next events are shocking the miss and Hatter as they didn't anticipate it at all.
At first, the miss sees Hatter dashes towards her, but when he throws a punch, she slides underneath him, by passing him, and then rouse, starting to run away from them. When she is passing the still-standing leader of the pack, her eyebrow knitted as she witness such devious smile on him, from there she knew that she fell into his trap.
Thick black strings suddenly shoot out and encircle the arms, legs, and torso of her and then lifted her whole being up the dirt.
A monstrous black beast enters her sight and now she's staring at its glory as it opens its mouth, ready to devour her.
'Are you serious?!' she then let her head fell back as she dully stares at the evening sky 'well... that's some misfortune.'
"Stop it Black!" upon hearing Hatter's voice the thing stops and close its mouth.
'Hah! Red Queen, Gold King and now Black? Ain't good at coming up names eh~'
From behind her and the lad came another lad with black hair with white strand on its end; he coughs and greeted his superiors in his monotone voice.
The thick strings and monster are connected on him.
"Good job Black!" 'Black' who is wearing all black, the lad and Hatter gather around her. "Ah don't hurt her okay~ that girl is special, be sure not to let her go. We can sell her in high price."
'Sell huh...' Hatter, Black and the miss thought simultaneously.