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Alice was born into a family of a husband, wife, and elder sister named Lizzie. The family was of decent wealth for the time period. London in the 1800's was not the kindest period for England. However, with a doctor for a father, the Liddell's did well.

All was wondrous in the Liddell household until Alice reached the tender age of 5. All the family members curled up in their beds and went to sleep as any normal Wednesday night. Alice awoke to the smell of smoke, coughing and very afraid of the scene before her. the house was in flames. She jumped from her bed, and ran to the room of her parents. She heard their blood curdling scream as they were burning to death. The frightened child ran from the home and collapsed over feet from her childhood home.

The reports determined the cause of the fire was the cat, Dila, knockin over a lamp that was left on in the study, falling onto the papers and books left lying about, instantly creating the enormous fire that overtook the family, leaving but one single survivor. The parents were said to be scratching at the door to their bedroom for their lives, but for some reason didn't manage to escape. The elder daughter, Lizzie, never even left her bed. Burned alive while sleeping.

Poor Alice fell into a deep state of insanity. Her young mind couldn't handle the survivor syndrome she gain from being the lone person to leave that place alive. She went mad with stories of how she could have saved them... And then for months wouldn't utter a word at all.

10 years she spent in an asylum. Experimented on, abused, locked away into a padded room. 10 years of various doctors searching for answers in her on what happened that night. Finally they released her to a work program. A live in made for no cost to whatever family would take her in. A family of high nobility took her under their wing... Sort of

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There she was. A 15 year old outcast fresh from the asylum. Thin as a rail, tattered clothes, hair grown back to her ears since the doctors stopped drilling holes into her head, her eyes had deeply dark circles under them from the sleepless nights filled with horrifying nightmares. All she had to call her own was a stuffed white rabbit, with one eye and still smelled of fire.

She stood at the doorstep of a large ominous red painted twin door, with over sized knockers. Her small hand lifted to grip the thing, and as she reached, the door began to creek open. Alice was worried. She heard that the Duke was a dreadful man...

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The most beautiful man she had ever seen opened the door. A feeling filled Alice she had never experienced. Her cheeks felt hot, and her knees began to slightly shake. Alice was in love.

The man removed the cigarette from his mouth, and looked down at the frail looking girl. His tired scoul melted, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to come to life.

He was the second son of the Duke. Currently working on his law degree, he took his father's second home to have a place to study with little disturbance. He decided on cheap help as it was looked to as charity work as well as he was a student and couldn't really afford some uppity maid chasing him in her free time so she would be set for life.

Over the next two years their infatuation blossomed. He had gotten her nice clothes and took dear care of her. His affection and money seemed to only lack the ability to cure her night terrors and fire fascination. Now working at the most esteemed law office in town, he had the money to spare and get the highest rated psychologist in all of London. He promised his young love he would wed her on her 18th birthday if she agreed to see this doctor.

Alice was so in love, how could she ever reject such a sweet offer. She would have sessions during the day and wined and dined at night by her sweet fiance. All he wanted to do was help her.

She entered the study unsure what was to come, only to see a familiar face. Dr. goonict. Her childhood neighbor. He spent day after day, hour after hour trying to hypnotize her and erase her memory of that dreadful night in her childhood. It only made her more frantic and her dreams more strange.

She didn't stop seeing him as it pleased her betrothed, and their nights alone with fancy feasts and the best wines were so wonderful... But that all ended when her dream unlocked the secrets of why after all the strange tests she had a memory of this neighbor. He was infatuated with her older sister, Lizzie. He was 40 at the time and proposed to Lizzie who was hardly 19. Sure, Her beloved was himself 24, but that was very much acceptable in the 1800's. Alice remembered him behind her as she crawled out of the burning house that night before passing out. Memories she had long forgotten.

Alice waited a few weeks till the day before her wedding. It was the last session she would ever have before reaching royal status and have the power to bury this monster! She strut right up the doctor and told him what she knew! He couldn't have that... Bang! Her life was over just as it was about to begin.

As Alice awoke, she felt strange. How was she moving? She had died. Her face flushed red. She was in rags! Her beautifully made maid outfit was gone. She heard the gentle rustle of chains. Her eyes lowered, and to her horror, the chain was in her neck! It gave her such a fright she flailed her arms and fell back onto her butt.

It was just about sunrise and she found herself in the gardens. A strange noise she could hear in the distance. It was incredibly frightening. It was a sound she had never heard before. Some sort of animal? As Christina awoke, she felt strange. How was she moving? She had died. Her face flushed red. She was in rags! Her beautifully made maid outfit was gone. She heard the gentle rustle of chains. Her eyes lowered, and to her horror, the chain was in her neck! It gave her such a fright she flailed her arms and fell back onto her butt.

It was just about sunrise and she found herself in the gardens. A strange noise she could hear in the distance. It was incredibly frightening. It was a sound she had never heard before. Some sort of animal?

The awful cry of some creature was heard again, but this time it sounded much closer. Turning tail, she ran inside the manor. palpitation in her chest grew unbearable. The manor was dark and silent. It was empty. No wedding decorations, no fiancee, and no doctor. She was sure this was due to her own death. She slid down against the door and sat in silence.

Again, the roar of some sort of demon filled the air, closer than ever. Was it the Devil coming to claim her soul? Her whole body trembled. She covered her ears and began to cry. Help! Help me! Somebody help! She screeched. She curled into a ball against the door. What was she to do? She had not done wrong. Why was she bound for hell? Did her confession send her mind to ruin?

There was a slashing sound, and a slam. Then there was silence. She froze in place and listened. She heard the sigh of a man, and foot steps growing closer. She scooted back away from to door. She was scared and confused. The door opened.

In stepped a man dressed in clothes like she had never seen before. A strange black outfit and sandals with socks. She choked on her words of question before they could spill out of her mouth. She just stared. You'll be fine, The man said with a soft smile. I took care of him. The tall strange man continued. Christina simply stared up at him. Don't worry about it. Off you go. He pulled out a sword, which alarmed the girl. She twitched and closed her eyes. She felt something touch her forehead and the man said some odd words.

She opened her eyes to see she was sinking into an odd glowing hole. Off to heaven, soul. The man said and turned to walk away.

Heaven was not at all what the young girl had expected. Dusty crap towns that were overcrowded. Most of the area was in fact dangerous. She had learned for those who wanted to, it was hard to find dead loved ones. This really didn't phase her, considering as far as she was aware, n one she had grown close to had died. Never the less, in her rags, there she was, all alone.

Luckily, Alice had ended up in a better area than most. A bit cleaner with less crime than average. Her hostess skills and edict had earned her a job as a waitress at a small tea shop. It was odd, but she was told that most people here were not hungry.

This struck her as odd because honestly, she loved food. She was hungry and her stomach would growl if she tried to deny the feeling. It was absurd. Those with hunger were told to become shinigami. Despite her hunger, she doubted she had what it took to become a shinigami, and simply blew off the symptom. Her job supplied her with sufficient funds to support her hunger and a small boarding room to live in.

It was a Friday morning, and as always a few guests littered about waiting for her kind face to greet and serve them. She went behind the counter and began setting up her tea cups when an obviously drunken man stumbled through the door. He must have been still lit from the night before.

The whole shop froze and simply stared at him. Alice was put on high alert. Slowly the man stumbled forward to the counter and simply grabbed onto Alice's forearm. This is where things would get interesting.

Alice zoned out of all that was around her but herself and this man. She grabbed onto his wrist with her opposite hand and gripped with an enormous strength. The startled man released her and looked up at her in fear. The small girl whipped his arm around in a sudden twist, the man's arm snapped. His tibia broke under the immense force.

Slow clapping awakened Alice from her hypnosis. She let go of the man and gasped at herself. She was never so violent in life, but the thought of this man touching her made her insane.The clapping man stood. It was a shinigami. Alice became ever more embarrassed. The shinigami didn't seem upset with her, in fact he looked quite pleased. Quite the arm you've got there, young lady. How about using it for the Shinigami?

Alice didn't have a normal time at the academy. She went through mental tests to see her empathy levels. They were dangerously low. She could do almost any amount of pain to anyone that they asked with little emotional change. They trained her as well so she did not know their intention, but really they were preparing her to be their crap cleaner.

Alice had graduated with an high above average title in kido, mastery in hoho, Hakuda, and Shunpo. She can release and control her Shikai. Now, it was time to go out into the world and show them her stuff. A 3rd year graduating was an honor. She never met another classmate when she left, and was moved into a captain position quickly.