Its been years since Alice's last adventure in Wonderland. In the interveaning years, she has grown up, but so has Wonderland. Struggle and conflict now permeate the land, all orchestrated by the Queen of Hearts. She manipulated her husband, the King, into starting this war, this power grab, and with her uncountable army of cards, she is almost seen as unstoppable. The only ones who can challenge her, the Aces of Wonderland, are gone. Only one remains, and he is a hunted animal. The White Rabbit chimes in, "between the years I traveled between Wonderland and your Earth, I learned a lot of things about your world, Alice. I think you could liken the chase for the last Ace like the American's hunt for... Oh what was his name, Osama Bin Bhramin?" "In any case, we need you two. You Alice, are the wildcard, do you know what that means? You can be anybody, and you are everybody. You have the speed and agility of a Jack, the influncing power of a Queen, the mind of a King, and the heart and power of an Ace. But the only other wildcard to ever live was killed long ago, before the Wonderland Wars. You are half of the key, the other is the Ace of Spades. "Aces are ancient, they look no older than you, but they are the power in Wonderland. They are the highest card, and can beat every other in single combat. The Ace of Spades is the strongest of them. The Queen and the Ace of Hearts killed the other two, but she was unable to defeat him. Because of her failure, the Queen and King destroyed her. Aces cannot stand alone against royalty for long. Thats why the last Ace needs you, and you need him. He is hiding out in the mountains. Finding him shouldn't be hard, just follow the trail of dead cards. He won't attack you hopefully, because you aren't a card. He wouldn't be able to defeat you, because you are the Wildcard, and more powerful than he is. You must be careful finding him though, for the Army of Hearts patrols the mountains ruthlessly. You can take anything you need from us, you can even take our army, but they wouldn't do you much good. Do you have any questions, Alice?" The King of Spades asked the blonde. In the mountains, deep into a valley, a single shot rang out. A card fell. His partners started to react, and they too fell. Michael Spade rose from his perch atop a rock formation and dropped to the ground. He approached the cards to make sure they were dead, then searched them for anything valuable. He found nothing more than weapons. He left these, because he already had a mountain of them. He swept the area, then moved to a place where he had encountered other card patrols before, setting in to a perch used dozens of times. The cards never knew wherenhe fired from, because no survivors would tell the tale. It was a war he could not win, by most definitions. He coulsnsimply strive to do as much damage to the Army of Hearts to make them realize the futilty and leave. Never mind the army was nearly limitless and was hell bent on ending him. Michael sighed, amd chose toneat a quick meal, unwrapping some bread and mest slices he had packed before. He slapped the two together and sat in his snipers nest, rifle propped against the rocks, watching the treeline in the distance. A path cut through the trees, following the curve of the varied terrain, and it was along this path the cards patrolled.