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Alice in New wonderland. Chapter 13

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Alice in New wonderland. Chapter 13

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To Alice’s her left, a shell in one of the eggs cracked open and a small gargled screech sounded out from inside. A clawed hand reached out of the shell. Three fingers with black claws an inch long the flesh was covered in a fine pink fur, something it had inherited from its father.

Alice took a step away from the egg as she creature cracked its way out and flopped limply onto the floor. It moved weakly on its limbs, trying to gain strength in its legs. It opened its mouth, showing off a row of needle sharp teeth, and let out a small weak roar like a lion cub. Its large yellow eyes looked around almost blindly, it was a newborn after all. Its age did nothing to lessen Alice’s fears, especially since the other eggs were beginning vibrate in a similar fashion.

The newborn sniffed the air and even if it couldn’t see Alice it could certainly smell her. Its legs seemed to find strength and it took several uneasy steps toward her. Alice took a step back but knew she wouldn’t be safe for long. Other eggs were beginning to crack and other Krull were fighting to break free of their shells.

From her spot at the end of the room the queen watched her new children proudly. A dozen more eggs cracked open and within seconds of birth they sniffed out the fresh meat and began to make their way toward Alice with their claws and teeth ready to chew down at their first meal.

Alice backed away from the group of newborn Krull, not that there was anywhere to back away to. Twenty had surrounded her and another dozen were fighting out of their eggshells, the rest of the eggs were either cracking or shaking violently.

One of the babies took a leap at her, it’s sharp claws outstretched and teeth bared. Alice screamed and thrashed out with her arms. She got lucky, her right hook hit the Krull across the face and sent it sprawling to the floor. Two more took their chances and jumped her. She managed to grab one, but the second slammed into her stomach and she toppled to the ground. As she slammed onto the hard rock she was winded and lost her grip on the one she had been holding. It landed n her chest and clamped it’s teeth on her shoulder. Alice screamed as she felt the hundreds of tiny needle teeth pierce her flesh. She threw her free hand up and drove her fingers and sharp nails into the tiny beasts large yellow eye. The Krull let her go at once, screeching and growling in pain. Thick grey liquid and blood oozed out of the now empty socket and Alice didn’t even want to look at the gunk on her fingers.

The injured Krull child writhed in agony and rolled off of Alice. She looked at her shoulder and saw the blood running out of her arm from dozens of tiny little pinholes in her flesh. She punched the other Krull on her belly and scratched and kicked at anything that moved as she fought to get to her feet. Another Krull landed on her back, driving its claws into hr flesh to get a gold of her. Alice reached over her shoulders and grabbed the baby by its neck. using all of her strength she yanked the tiny beast as hard as she could. She cried out in agony, she knew that she had taken some of her skin away with her. She slammed the tiny baby into the floor and felt a cloud of satisfaction as she heard the creatures neck break.

Her joy was short lived. All the Krull had hatched now, well over a hundred of them, they had surrounded her, pushing and snapping at each other to try and get the best spot to take a strike at Alice. The queen watched Alice’s attempts to stay alive, death was inevitable, how many of her brood could she fight off? A couple may die, but that would mean the strong would survive.

A couple of Krull dived of their dead sibling and began tearing into the flesh. Alice watched and felt slightly sick.

“They eat their dead?” She took a mental note, but didn’t get a chance to think it over. Four more Krull jumped her, throwing the poor Alice off of her feet. She screamed and thrashed, more Krull jumped on her burying their razor sharp teeth into her flesh. The air became heavy with the metallic scent of blood, her blood.

Alice screamed and thrashed, all she could see was a blur of pink fur and yellow eyes. She scratched and kicked and clamped her teeth down on anything that moved. She swiped and she felt her palm slap a Krull out of the way. Her hand slammed into something on the floor, something sharp. She gripped it tightly, it was a weapon and that was all that mattered.

A Krull came for her throat, she swiped and the makeshift weapon struck true. It was a shard of shell, one of the Krull’s eggs had broken in just the right way to make a good substitute for a dagger. The makeshift blade buried itself into the young Krull’s neck. A thick yellow blood shot from the wound, Alice yanked the blade out, blood splattered into her face and the Krull fell to the floor dying. Its siblings were on it in seconds, chewing down on the babies flesh.

Alice swung her arm madly, she could feel the hard shell cutting and slashing into the skin of any Krull she could reach. They began to back off, but still circled her menacingly as Alice climbed to her feet.

The queen screeched angrily, she was armed now, that wasn’t fair. The queen pulled a massive arm back and swiped down at Alice with all her strength. Alice say the blow coming and dropped back down to the floor just as the massive black limb went soaring over her head, the cold black shell came so close it brushed the tender flesh of her back. The queens new children got in the way and her massive arm and fist sent the baby Krull flying like shrapnel in an explosion.

Alice jumped forward and ran, insanely, toward the queen. The move took even the queen by surprise and before she could do anything Alice grabbed a small blue bottle. The queen pulled all four of her massive arms back and aimed her giant claws for Alice.

Alice grabbed the nearest thing she could reach, it had been a small blue bottle containing juice from the mushroom of size. The queen pulled her four arms back as she popped the tiny cork from the neck of the bottle and knocked the juice back in one swallow. As the queens massive claws came down Alice had just enough time to think ‘I hope I got the right one.’

The queens thrust with all her strength, and found her deadly blow halted by something else. Alice’s growth was instant and rapid. She grabbed pairs of the Krull queens’ arms in her rapidly growing hands and held tightly against the beasts’ struggles as the Juice of the Mushroom of Size worked its magic. Twelve feet, the same size as the queen, fifteen feet, she found she could hold the queens thin arms easily in her hands, twenty feet, the queen was beginning to look tiny now by comparison. Twenty five feet tall, for the first time possibly in her life, she was glad she was naked, surely her clothing would have torn from such a rapid growth. She had forgotten that they didn’t do that the last time.

The queen screeched and fought against Alice’s grip. She thrust her head forward and tried to bite the giant girl on the wrists. Down below the newborn Krull were going mad, trying to attack Alice with no avail, with each of the newborns being one foot tall, she was twenty four times larger than them. She kicked them away harmlessly and stamped on the more persistent attackers like an exterminator standing on a rat. She felt their bones snap and bodies burst under the weight of her foot. The queen saw her youngsters dying and thrashed wildly, screeching so loudly it hurt Alice’s ears, but she wouldn’t let go. Even at twice the size the queen those claws could do a lot of damage.

Alice swung her leg as hard as she could and kicked the queen in her swollen abdomen. The giant insect threw her head back and squealed in agony as Alice’s massive foot rammed through the soft flesh of the abdomen, spilling thick yellow ooze and stinking grey guts like giant dead worms spilled out onto Alice’s foot and onto the floor of the giant chamber.

The queens cries of agony echoed thorough the entire cave system that was the Krull colony. In a dark and distant chamber Chester Kat found a grin returning to his face.

Alice let go of the queens arm and quickly grabber the large triangular head and used all of her giant might to twist it as hard as she could. There was a bone chilling crack as the thick shell of the queen failed to protect against the might of Alice’s giant hands and muscles. Thick yellow blood spurted out and flowed over Alice’s fingers and hands. The smell made her gag but she didn’t stop. She screamed angrily and pulled as hard as she could, thick white tendons held for only microseconds and snapped like string. Alice threw the queens head to the ground, making sure that it landed on the last living newborn Krull. They deserved to die after what they had done to her.

Alice had to take several deep breaths to force herself to calm down after what she had just done. The smell was sickening, twisting her stomach in knots, but had more concerns than those of the rooms scent. She could hear a deep rumbling, growing ever louder with each passing second. The Krull were coming, all of them, coming to take revenge for their queen.

“Let them come.” Alice said to herself. At her size she could take down a thousand of them with no problem. She took her stance carefully, she didn’t want to accidentally step on the red bottle that would return her to normal size. She clenched her fists and readied herself for what was to come.

First came the large horned Krull, the fighters for the colony. The smaller lizard like Krull that clung to the walls and ceilings ran in around them. Alice supposed that she would see the winged Krull very soon, and perhaps others that she hadn’t spied yet. With one sweep of her fist she took down a wave of her attackers. She swatted them like flies and stamped on their frail bodies like the bugs they were. They couldn’t even get near enough to harm her. Each one of them were so small that they couldn’t do any real damage anyway. She screamed and slammed her fists down onto a large group and racked her arms across the floor knocking countless Krull, living and dead, into the air.

Then, as suddenly as the attack had come, it stopped. The stopped pouring through the door and the sounds of the battle died in her ears. Alice looked around, trying to see if there was anyone left to take out, but nothing moved. the room was full of blood and corpses and the terrible smell of the insides, which were now on their outsides. Alice heard frightened cries in the distance that were growing quieter by the second. They had given up, she had chased them away, she had won.

She gently lowered herself to her knees, and gently poked her way through the carnage until she found what she was looking for. The red bottle was so small to her now that she had to lick her little finger and prod the bottle so it would stick to her finger. She looked at the small red dot curiously.

“Now how on earth do I…?” She stopped as an idea occurred to her. She licked her finger and swallowed the bottle whole. She waited, and waited, and waited.

“Now I’ve done it.” She said sadly. “Now I’ll never get back to my normal size.”

Her stomach growled loudly and Alice felt a slight chill across her body. She felt like she was being shrivelled up and dried out. The whole room seemed to grow around her, but Alice knew t wasn’t the room that was growing, it was her that was shrinking, it had worked. The bodies grew in size and definition around her and she saw now, in full detail, what she had done. She returned to her normal size and found herself standing ankle-high in the thick yellow ooze that served as these creatures blood. Their bodies were tossed and broken chaotically. Alice gripped her stomach and tried not to look at what she had done. She concentrated on the task at hand.

“I need to gather my things and leave this place.” She said in a comforting voice to herself as she knelt down in the yellow sludge and began to put her items into her now severely dirty canvass bag.

“And free Mr. Chester Kat.” She reminded herself. She threw the bag over her shoulder and climbed to her feet, she kept her eyes half closed and dead ahead as she left the room, hoping that she would never have to set eyes on the place ever again.

The corridors were eerily deserted as she made her way back up the path she had taken. Her footfalls echoed off the walls making it sound like a dozen people were marching alongside Alice. She seemed to remember the way, even if all the corridors did look the same and she had only seen the route once. She soon found herself looking upon a small wooden door. A simple latch lock was keeping it closed. Alice opened the latch and yanked open the door, in the corner was a familiar huddled shape and yellow eyes looking at her. For only half a second she thought it was one of the little baby Krull, but she calmed down quickly because it was far too big to be one of them.

“Chester Kat?” Alice asked nervously. The shape nodded and moved toward her.

“You returned. I doubted you.” He crawled to his feet and staggered toward her. “The queen is dead?”

Alice didn’t question how he knew that, the queens cries must have been heard all over the entire colony and probably for quite a distance outside.

“Gone.” She held out her hand. “Come, we can leave now.”

He grabbed her hand and she led him out into the hallway. He stared at her naked body and she didn’t like the grin on his face.

“Lets go.” She sighed and started to move off. Chester Kat followed on a couple of paces behind, watching her bare ass wiggle as she walked. Alice new he was watching and sighed angrily. She was too busy trying to ignore the pain from her multiple wounds to actually bother starting an argument. She just wanted to get out of this godforsaken cave and find a safe place to sleep for a couple of weeks.

To be coninued

Author is Englishwitch

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