Sylvia Adler and Evie Adler were born to a loving, caring family. The family were poor, however, but they loved their daughters all the same. The girls had little education, but were kind and caring. One day, when Sylvia was out on the streets of London, she practically crashed into a rich young man, two years older than her, causing them both to fall down. The young man’s friend attempted to hit Sylvia, but the man she had bumped into caught his hand and apologized, saying it was his fault he wasn’t even paying attention. He smiled at her, which made Sylvia blush deeply. Over the next few days, Sylvia would stay near that street, in hopes he would return to it. She had never believed in love at first sight, but this handsome man had taken her heart.
After a week, she gave up after never seeing him; however on her way back home, she bumped into him again. He apologized once again, and smiled at her. He asked for her name, giving his in return.
“Christopher Liddell. A beautiful name, Miss Adler. You seem a little skinny and pale, have you eaten today?” He asked in a deep and calm voice. She shook her head, making him frown a little. He offered to buy her a meal, and despite her protests - as she thought it was rude to yes right away – he took her to a lovely restaurant, which caused people to stare at her. Poor people who were barefoot and wore rags, according to them, ought not to be in such a clean and beautiful place. Christopher told her to ignore them, and ordered their food. Every three days after that, they arranged to meet on the street they had met, and go to that exact restaurant. After five months, Christopher finally told Sylvia he was in love with her, and ten months later they were married.
Sylvia had given a lot of money to her family, and Evie had decided to move to America in search for a better life and to make it on her own. One day, whilst Sylvia went to visit a friend, a tall man with dark black hair went to talk to her. She didn’t like him the second she saw him, but he knew he had to get her. Every few days he would try and find Sylvia, asking her out, but she would reject him. In the end he had enough, and grabbed her, pulling her into an ally. He told her he’d hurt her if she rejected him, but she slapped him hard.
“You repel me, you foul man. Let me go!” She screamed, but he pushed her against a wall. She tried to get away, but he had a tight grip on her wrist. An hour later, Sylvia had finally gotten back home, but she was in tears. She ran to Christopher, who hugged her tight and asked her what had happened. She explained that for a few days a tall man had followed her and that he had pulled her into an ally and raped her. Back then, women who were raped were blamed. However, Christopher simply comforted her, telling her it wasn’t her fault. Nine months later, Sylvia gave birth to two little girls, and it turned out the man who had raped Sylvia was the Greek god Hades.
For years, Christopher loved the two little girls, treating them as his own. They never told them about their real father. They were called Alice and Edith Liddell, and they were very different. Alice was terrified of everything. She was clingy, quiet, and whilst incredibly clever, people considered her simple because she would rarely speak. Edith, however, was completely different. Loud, excited, social, but not very smart. She had little problem talking to utter strangers, and sometimes had to force Alice out of the house.
The twin's first attack was two hellhounds. Alice screamed, whilst Edith jumped at one. They were eleven then. An odd looking thing with goat legs. It fought the hellhounds, then left. Attacks happened a few more times after that, and every time something with goat legs fought the monsters off. They never told anyone about the creature.
When they were 15, the girls were to visit their aunt in America. They went by boat, and it was a fairly regular trip. They planned on going on the RMS Lusitania back again, as it was the boat they had gone on. However, there was a planned attack on the ship, and warnings were issued to people planning to board the boat. However, during the visit they decided to ignore the warning, thinking it to be a joke. After the visit, they boarded the RMS Lusitania, with strong protest by Alice, who hated boats. They were led to their cabin, and Edith was incredibly excited. She would run around the boat, despite it being considered ‘un-lady like’. Alice however, spent most of her time in the cabin, or hanging out with a friend she was, at this point in her life, yet to meet, named Anton Chekov. She also kept a diary whilst on the ship, and wrote about everything that happened to her on the ship.
The first day was pretty boring. She had decided to simply read a book in her cabin the whole day, and went to bed. Alice decided, on the second day on the ship, she'd have a proper look around. She'd seen the basics, dining room, you know, things like that. Rushing through, she bumped into someone. She yelped and fell backwards. A couple of people stared at her, but the person she bumped into helped her up. He told her his name was Anton. He had a Russian accent, apparently he lived in America since he was seven and never lost the accent. Her seldom seen smile appeared on her face. She'd made her first friend that wasn't part of the family. He offered to show her properly around the ship, he'd worked it all out. Alice nodded, and he grabbed her hand, running around the ship. She giggled, and they explored for three hours. Anton showed her a little space he had found. It was empty, and he had hidden a few items in it.
"Why do you keep them here?" Alice asked. He replied by telling her it's where he kept his most important items, and that if anything bad happened to the ship it'd be easy to get the items back, because they would almost likely be here. Plus it was a nice area. He had placed a letter from his mother, who had died due to Tuberculosis. There was also an expensive ring. "If you wike you can put a few thing in hewe". Alice nodded. "Wait here." She said, and she slipped out of the space. No one had noticed here, and she ran to her cabin. She grabbed a photo of her and her sister, and her diary, slipping them both into the space. She would return there every day to write a little in the diary. The two hung out a lot for the four days. Alice's sister started to get angry at her.
"You keep ditching me for that Russian idiot. I mean, he says he lived in America since he was seven and can't pronounce the letter L properly. Or V. It's always a W. I mean how can you be friends with an idiot like that, I thought you only like smart people". Alice glared at Edith. "Perhaps that's why I don't like you" she practically yelled.
"ALICE, EDITH. Stop. Alice, apologize to your sister for yelling". Alice screamed at her mother. "WHY SHOULD I? SHE CALLED ANTON STUPID". Everyone turned around, and Sylvia grabbed Edith's wrist, but before she could grab Alice's wrist, she got away. Alice checked the space she and Anton hung out with. He was sitting there, reading an old book. Alice crept into the space and tucked her knees to her chin.
"What's wong Awice?" He inquired. Alice refused to answer. "Okay, I suppose you want to be awone. Should I go?". Alice shook her head. "No Anton, it's fine. Edith got angry at me because I hang out with you more than her. And she made fun of you accent. And then I shouted at her and my mother. Everyone stared at us and I heard a few people calling our mother unfit. They were the posh ones saying that though". Anton sighed, and passed her the diary she was keeping, telling her to write how she felt down. She did so, and when she finished she noticed he was still reading.
"What's that?". She looked at the cover, and noticed it was Alice in Wonderland. "Oh, I like that one as well Anton". She smiled, and he nodded. "You have the same name as the girl who inspired the books I think. I can't wemember the name". Alice heard her mother shouting for her. "I'd better go Anton. Bye". She hugged him lightly, and ran to find her mother.
Now it was the seventh of May, 1915. The RMS Lusitania was near The Old Head of Kinsale, Ireland. The ship had more lookouts now, they were taking the warning from the Germans seriously. The U-20 had spotted the ship, but no one on board the Lusitania knew. At roughly 1:40 PM, a torpedo was launched at the Lusitania, hitting the starboard (right) side of the ship. Almost immediately, another explosion rocked the ship, the cause still unknown to this day. Some say it was another torpedo, some say it was something on the ship. Chaos broke on the ship, and passengers and crew tried to get off. This had been a few years after the Titanic, and most ships had more lifeboats now. The RMS Lusitania had the right amount needed. But on one side of the ship, the boats swung out too far. Attempting to get onto one of those would be too dangerous. On the other side, getting into the lifeboats wasn't the problem. It was getting them to the water safely. Boats would be crushed by debris and other boats coming down. In a little over 18 minutes, more than 1000 people died.
But what happened to Alice in the 18 minutes of chaos?
Alice had apologized to Edith, and they were playing Hide and Seek two hours before the torpedo hit. Alice had spent those hours trying to find Edith, and it was minutes before the Torpedo hit. Edith had hidden in their cabin, and Alice was pretty far away from that room. She walked around the boat, some people in their cabins.
"Edith? Edith this isn't funny anymore. It's been two hours! Where are you?" She shouted, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout louder. Edith, to ensure she won, had locked herself into the cabin and put the key on a draw. Two minutes later, the Torpedo hit. Everyone started to panic and scream. Alice's parents came and found her. "Where's Edith?" They asked, and she shook her head, crying a little. "I-I don't know! We were playing Hide and Seek and she's not been around for two hours!" She clung to her father Christopher. In the panic and practically sea of people, they were swept towards the lifeboats. As Crew were trying to get as many people as possible in, Alice tried to get away.
"I'm not going anywhere without Edith and Anton!" She cried, but her parents had grabbed her arms. "It's too dangerous." Her mother said, but Christopher frowned. "I'll go get her. Now Alice there's something I need to tell you...I'm not your father. I thought you should know. I'm not Edith's real father either. It wasn't anyone's fault but you're not my child. Well, technically. I see you as my daughter and it's the same with Edith. I'm going to go get her but Anton's family will get him, we have to worry about ourselves."
He rushed off. In the Cabin, with the ship tipping and sinking the key had gotten lost. She was trying to find it, but no one knew she was stuck. Water was seeping into the cabin, drowning her. Christopher bashed the door down, causing the water to pour out of the Cabin, and he shook Edith. But she was already dead. Alice was crying, she knew Edith would be dead. She had that feeling where you're sure of something. And what about Anton? She couldn't spot him anywhere in the huge crowd.
Christopher tried running back to his family, but he had lost them. Whilst loading one lifeboat, he managed to get onto it. However, like a lot of the other lifeboats, it tipped over whilst being lowered, tipping the people inside into the sea bellow. No one survived that one, they either drowned or hit debris. Now Alice only had her mother. Whilst one lifeboat was being loaded, it turned out there was only space for either Sylvia, or Alice and a little boy about six. Sylvia helped get the little boy in, and kissed Alice's forehead. "There's a tiny, TINY chance that the boat won't get down with you alive Alice. Something bad may happen. But just hope you'll be alright. Keep thinking to yourself you'll be alright. I love you". Alice started kicking and crying, but Sylvia grabbed her whilst one man in the boat grabbed her legs. They got her in and the boat was lowered. Alice kept thinking 'Everything will be alright'. The boat got down safely.
"Awice?" A familiar voice whispered. She turned and saw Anton. She flung her arms around him, crying. Placing a hand on her head, he pulled her away to face her. "I didn't wealize that vas you. I would have got out for her to get in so you could be with your pawents. I saw what happened to your father, I was going to be put in that boat as well. But then it was full and me and my father came to this one. The boat your father was in tipped, he either drowned or got hit by debwis. Where's Edith?". Alice shook her head. "I-I don't know. My father went to try and find her. If you didn't see her with him that must mean she is still lost or di-" She stopped. Her mother was trapped. This was the last lifeboat. Her father had died. And her sister, if not already dead, was going to die. She had no one.
"A-Anton. If we get out of this alive can I come live with you?". Anton nodded. He put one arm around her, taking his coat and putting it on her as well. "I noticed that you forgot your coat and it is vewy cold. You can of course stay".
"Anton. I have one question. How did you never loose you're accent? You lived in America that must be what, nine years? You're a year older than me and went there when you were seven so it must have been about nine years". Anton sighed. "It's a national pwide thing I suppose. You move somewhere else but you don't feel like you belong there. I didn't like the Amewican accent and wanted to keep my accent to show pwide. I can of course sound Amewican but I just pwefer my actual one. Oh, by the way. I got our things." He had put them in a very small bag. Her diary, her photo, his letter and his ring. Looking at the photo, she tucked it into her diary, rubbing her eyes slightly.
She didn't remember the next few hours. She had fallen asleep on Anton's shoulder. When she woke up she was on land and being carried by Anton. When he noticed she had woken up he let her down. "A couple of people fell into the water on ze way here. My father and you were two of zem, I went to get you but couldn't find him." The crowd of people that had survived was some what large, but most of the passengers and crew had died. "Awice, I have an idea. We can't do it just yet, in an hour or so. I'll tell you the idea zen." He took her hand and pulled her away from everyone. He was wearing his coat, and had put money in the pockets for when he arrived in Liverpool. He went to a shop, buying some water, a pair of boots and a tiny bit of food. He put them in his bag. He told Isobel to put on the boots on, they'd be better for her feet for their trip.
"Trip? What trip?" He didn't answer just yet, and helped her lace the boots up. He put her shoes in the bag, and slipped his ring on. "Awice, I need to tell you something. I'm what people call a demigod. A son of Nyx to be cowwect. I think you might be one as well. Well I don't think our world will be nice for a while. Your family has died and so has mine. Ze world is at var. I have an idea. I'm going to shadow travel us to Canada. Getting a boat is less safe. Zen the next day we go get a bus to ze USA and go to a hotel I know. I heard of it once. Ven we get to Canada, we go to a cheap inn or something. I'll be tired so you will need to 'elp me walk. This is all new to you and odd, but trust me. Ok?" She was attempting to take it all in, but nodded. Grabbing her hand, a few second later they were in Canada. Anton stood for about a second, then collapsed to the floor. Going all the way from Ireland to Canada, taking another person had made him nearly die from exhaustion. Alice helped him up. Luckily they were a five minute walk to the nearest Inn, and payed for a room. She helped him into bed, tucking him in and giving him the bottle of water.
He fell asleep almost instantly. She sat on a chair, and decided to write in her diary. The other entries were happy. Meeting Anton, playing with him and Edith, etc. She had to write about 18 minutes of chaos that ruined her life. The worst 18 minutes of her life. She had a quill but no ink. Looking through the room, she found a tiny bottle of ink. She started writing, but after the first few sentences, she started crying. Anton had been asleep for about two hours, she kept reading the entries she wrote. He woke up.
"Awice, put ze book down. Vant a hug?" She nodded, and ran towards him, sobbing. He stroked her hair gently. "You may want to get some sleep. It's been a 'orrible day." She went to the other bed they had gotten in their room. Anton fell asleep again, but she was kept awake. Two hours later she finally fell asleep. Ages later, she was woken up by Anton. "Get your boots on Awice, we're going now". She rubbed her eyes, and tied her boots up. He took her hand, and walked outside of the inn. "I'm not shadow traveling, it's not as far but it was tiring, and more so with you. We'll get a bus. I got enough money from the change to get a bus fair to the USA. I think when we're actually down there shadow traveling won't be as bad."
They got onto a bus, and Alice lent on Anton's shoulder, wearing his coat. She fell asleep for a while, but he woke her up when they arrived. He took her hand and went to an alleyway so no one saw them. "Ok, I'm going to shadow travel us to the 'otel". She nodded, and they arrived a few second later. "Ok, the reason we're 'ere is because the world is in such a bad state at the moment I think it vill be better in ze future. This 'otel is...magic, something like zat. We won't age in 'ere, and in ze future we vill leave. When I vas little my father told me about a place called Camp 'alf Blood. When 'e told be about zat, that's when I found out my 'mother' wasn't really my mother. But she was always like my mother. Until she died." Anton looked down, but shook his head to dismiss the thoughts. "Come on".
Roughly ninety years later, 8:20. Alice had just woken up from her nap, and noticed Anton packing. "What you doing?" She asked. "I've just wealised we've been 'ere for ninety years. We need to go to Camp." Alice shook her head, and got up, still wearing her dress from the day the ship sank. She grabbed her boots and started lacing them up. She waited a few minutes to reply, taking a brush and brushing her hair. It had a few tangles. Still brushing her hair, she opened her mouth to speak.
"We've only been here a little while Anton. Not nintey years. We're the same age." She said. Anton chuckled. "No Awice, we're both one hundred and something. But physically we're still 16, although you're 15. So I'm 16, you're 15. You're birthday is soon though isn't it?" She nodded. "Now you will pwobably wondewing how I know all zis. My mother Nyx came to me two days ago in my sweep, she towd be to go to camp. I decided not to just then, wait a couple of days. Well come on zen, let's go." He took her hand and ran out of the hotel, carrying the bag.
"I'll shadow travel us to Camp. Zat'll save a lot of time." He took her hands, and seconds later they were right outside Camp. Anton was still holding Alice's hand, but before they stepped in, two hell hounds attacked. Alice had no weapon to fight them off, but Anton had a necklace in his bag, also from his mother Nyx. He pressed his ring, which turned into a sword, and stabbed one of the hell hounds. He threw the necklace at Alice, which turned into a bow, with some arrows. She shot one right in the second hell hound's left eye, and another in its right eye. It fell over in pain, and Anton stabbed it's chest. He turned to her. "Pretty good for you're first time. It is your first time, da?" Alice lifted her eyebrow. "Huh? Oh, yeah. That's Russian for yes isn't it?" He nodded. "Yes, that was my first time ever touching a weapon." She said, looking at the floor. Anton took her hand and they ran into camp.