When in the Country of Hearts (a alice in the country of hearts fanfic)

Catching Bullets

Clara didn't know what to do; run? Hide? All she knew was people were gonna get hurt if this fight turns out like she thinks it will.

"Please! Don't fire!" She pleaded, stepping in front of the drawn guns. Her pleading eyes fell on all. "These people mean no harm to you!" Clara pleaded with the S.W.A.T. soldiers who, in return to the alien men, held a gun closer to Clara's head. Julius tensed in that moment. What were they to do? He stepped forward, setting his gun on the ground.

"Just...don't hurt her." His voice cracked. The men came closer to surround the clockmaker, and Clara struggled under the man's grasp to help her friends. Clara could see from the corner of my eye, Hatter was creeping up on the man who held herself. As the other soldiers finally reached Julius. Within sync, both Julius and Blood shot bullets that caught every man where the protective vest did not guard. The group retreated to a safe haven in an old and abandoned house five blocks away.

"Joker must be deceiving these people." Gowland sighed, his rifle turning back into the violin that it was beforehand. Julius pulled a tattered blanket over Clara, causing her head to turn subconcisely onto his shoulder where it snuggled itself close for warmth. Rachel wiggled her eyebrows in a suggestive manner at the clockmaker, only to make him turn his attention elsewhere.

"But then how do we get back to the country of hearts?" The older twins asked, scratching their heads in sync.

"I really don't kn-" bullets rained in from the east wall and caused the girls to scream in terror.

"DAMN!" Hatter yelled as a glimpse of the Joker flashed across the room. Before anyone, even Julius, could stop this madman, he grabbed Clara by the wrists and vanished without a trace.

They were left in a collapsing house and no Clara to protect.

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"LET ME GOOO!!! LET ME GOOO!" She sang at the top of her lungs, hoping to drive out the fright in her veins. Joker clamped a gloved over her mouth, but she kept mumbling the words.

"MMET ME GWO!! MET ME GWO!! U MUTHER FNKING CWREEPER!!!!" She twisted and turned, but his grip only got tighter.

"You will be my black queen, and teach me all this world has to offer." Joker smiled lustfully. His love was now United back with him, or so he believed. "As the rules state, you have chosen me to be your lover, and that lover will have the power of ten kings!!"

"You wanna know what this world has to offer? High taxes and chewed up gum under the benches." She snapped sassily, gritting her teeth. He only chuckled at her childish attitude.

"For you, I'd catch bullets, why can't you see how far my love for you reaches?" He questioned, taking his hand off her mouth and setting it on Clara's waist. She froze before slapping the hand angrily.

"Because." She huffed, unable to think of a straight answer through the chaos. He smiled, burying his nose into her hair and smelling it creepily.

"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" He asks romantically. Joker truly wanted to sweep his girl off her feet. She snorted and pointed to the scrapes and bruises on her arms from all the gardening from the last summer she had.

"No. I scraped my knees climbing up from hell." She scoffed in a 'it's not that hard to know,' tone. He laughed and kissed her cheek, pulling her more into the mansion they now stood in front of.

"Sassy. I like it." He growled sexily. Clara noticed his attention wasn't on the men that were trying to KILL THEM!!! Lord Jesus did the secret service carry large hand guns. Scared to death of well....death....she clung to joker's shirt. If she was going to have a million bullets go into her, she was taking this bastard down as well.

A few seconds.

A couple more.

DAFUQ?

She heard a soft laugh reach her ears and a arm encircled her waist once again. Clara gasped and looked up into Joker's golden eyes. Damn how she hated them. Looking back, the round of deadly iron was sustained in midair about five feet away from them.

"I told you I'd catch bullets." He whispered lowly into her ear, causing a chill to run up, then back down her spine. She wished any other one of her fabulous friends were here.

Blood, Boris, Elliot, Vivaldi, Ace, Julius, the twins, Nightmare, Grey, Gowland,

..Hec, even Peter would be better than this asshole. She thought.

"You must be tired." Joker assumed without any evidence. He picked her up bridal style, but not without getting a few purple bruises from Clara's fists first. He walked into a large bedroom with a queen sized bed that had indigo blankets neatly piled into the pillows.

"There you go.." Joker whispered into Clara's ear as he tucked her in, and slipped out just as easily.

Of course, not without locking the door behind him though.

Because once you have your queen, you'd catch bullets to keep her yours.

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Poor Clara. First I make Greed in my FMA fanfiction take Scarlett in the same manner, now I had to do it here. Oh well, it's twelve hot guys and a girl against the Joker.

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