Wonderland was a land of mysticism and occult practice, where magic was not only accepted but also celebrated. It was a home to great beings, sorcerers, witches, and wizards, a planet teeming with supernatural and mystic energies. Similar to Earth, Wonderland was blessed with abundant natural resources, tourist centers, museums, mountains, hills, and valleys, making it a breathtakingly beautiful world.
At the helm of this enchanting realm was Queen Sheba, a magnificent ruler endowed with the extraordinary power to harness star energy. Using cosmic energy, she could unleash powerfully attacks on her foes and heal herself. Known for her wise and loving leadership, Queen Sheba ruled wonderland with unity and compassion, alongside her two daughters, Princess Lisa and Princess Sophia.
Princess Lisa, the future Queen, was a gracious maiden with the power of illusion. Her striking features included black straight hair, black eyeball, and a slim, brown complexion. Standing at 5 feet tall, she was not only a beautiful but also gentle and kind. As the third most powerful mutant in wonderland, Princess Lisa was destined for greatness.
However, her life was intricately tied to that of Michael, her betrothed. Their engagement was a matter of power and strategy rather than love. Michael was a man of ice cold demeanor and duplicate himself into any number he desired. This skill made him the chief commander of Wonderland's forces and the most powerful mutant.
Princess Sophia, on the other hand, was a loving lady blessed with the ability to communicate with plants and animals. Her elegance and uniqueness shone through her light skin, slender figure and curly hair. Standing at 4 feet tall, with long lashes and blue eyes, she was a carbon copy of her mother, Queen Sheba.
Then there was me, Zina, the Queen's niece. Unlike everyone else in my family, I was born without any powers. No one knew why I was different, and it was a source of frustration and sadness for me. As the most beautiful mutant without abilities, I often felt like an outcast. I hated being powerless, and I vowed to do whatever it took to gain an ability, to fit in and prove myself.
EPISODE 1
The chief commander of the knights of Wonderland, a guard announced, followed by the sound of trumpets. I watched as Michael strode majestically into the room, his movement exuding confidence and authority. He approached the queen and bowered low. "All hail, magnificent Queen". He said, his voice filled with reverence.
The queen nodded in acknowledgement, a hint of a smile on her face.
" We were able to defeat the carnivals, and I have a little surprise for you - a birthday gift ". Michael said, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Michael stood up and blew a signal. The door swung open, and two guards entered, holding a man covered in bruises. The room felt silent, with everyone in awe of the spectacle. I could see admiration on everyone's face for Michael, the chief commander who had brought down a powerful enemy.
The man battered and bruised, was none other than the King of carnivals, a notorious figure who had terrorised Wonderland for centuries. His descendants had caused havoc and wasted mutant lives, and it was his parents who had killed the Queen's parents. Despite his rough exterior, the king was young and handsome, but his eyes gleamed with danger.
"Here comes the magnificent King carnivals". Princess Lisa said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, prompting a cheer from the palace attendees. The King's gaze locked onto her, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
The queen noticed the exchange and stood up from her throne, her face stern. With a swift motion, she delivered a slap to the King's bruised face, the force sending him crashing to the floor. " Glaring at my daughter is a sin, you know that". She said, her voice firm.
The king glared at her, a smirk spreading across his face. "I guess the other sin I'll be guilty of committing is killing her, I can't wait to see the look on your face when you find out that I've killed your family". He said, his voice laced with malice.
The Queen's raged boiled over, her thunderous voice filling the room. "How dare you". She exclaimed. " Guards, take him away. Triple the patrol - make sure he doesn't have any chance of escaping ".
The guards moved swiftly to carry out the Queen's orders, but the king sneered as he was dragged away. " You, think that can keep me out, huh?". He said, his voice echoing through the room.
Princess Sophia stepped forward, her voice calm and measured. "Calm down, your majesty".
" He's right - a mere prison can't keep him out. It's just a matter of seconds before he escapes". The queen said.
Princess Lisa expression turned grim. "So, what can?". She asked, her voice laced with concern.
He can only remain in prison if we neutralize his powers, and there are only two ways to achieve that, going to Earth to get Aeothonite crystal or using my family heirloom". The Queen stated, her words sparkling gasps from everyone present.
Both options seemed impossible. Venturing to Earth was a perilous journey, and even if they survived, finding the crystal was uncertain. The second option was equally daunting - the Queen's family heirloom, a rope kept in the secret chamber, was notorious for its deadly effects. Anyone who came into contact with it would experience diminished abilities, and prolonged exposure would lead to a slow, agonizing death.
"I'll get the heirloom". Michael said, breaking the silence. His decision was met with skepticism, as retrieving the heirloom was essentially asking for death. Despite his bravery, this seemed like a reckless move.
Absurd! You think I'd want to marry a powerless mutant? For all I know, you might even die. Not that I care, anyway." Princess Lisa snapped, her words dripping with disdain. The tension between her and Michael was palpable, as they often clashed.
Stop ranting if you don't have any other suggestion." Michael retorted. Princess Sophia intervened her voice calm and measured. "Speaking of suggestions, I think Zina should get the heirloom."
I was shocked. "What?." I exclaimed. Why would she suggest such a thing? The heirloom was particularly dangerous for powerless mutants like me, as it could drain my energy and potentially lead to instant death.
"What do you mean?". I asked, trying to remain calm. Princess Sophia's expression was resolute. " Since your parents dismissal, the palace has taken care of you, treating you with love and kindness despite your lack of abilities. I think it's time to show some gratitude. "
I looked around the room, trying to read everyone's expression, but they were inscrutable. Overwhelmed, I stood up and knelt before the Queen, sobbing and begging for mercy.
Queen Sheba's gentle touch on my hair sparkled a fleeting sense of motherly affection. "I'm so sorry, but please consider this a favour." She said, her voice soft and persuasive. "We need your help, don't worry, I'll give you some energy to withstand the heirloom's power. If you die, I'll give you a befitting burial, and your name will be written among Wonderland's heroes."
Her words comforted me, and I slowly nodded. As she infused me with energy, I felt a surge of power course through my veins. But with it came the harsh realization that I was the only one whose death wouldn't significantly impact Wonderland. I was after all, considered useless and a nobody. The Queen's promise to honor me as a heroine felt like a gesture of kindness, a way to give my sacrifice meaning.
"Remember, I love you, Zina." The Queen said, her words piercing my heart. I scoffed, pushing aside the sentiment. Turning to Micheal, she added. "Take her to the secret Chamber."
Michael bowed and motioned for me to follow him. I trailed behind him, my heart heavy with foreboding. I was convinced I wouldn't survive this task. The Queen's energy would only last until I managed to restrain King carnivals, and I knew I wouldn't be able to tie him without a fight. My lack of martial arts skills made my chances of success slim.
As we entered the secret Chamber, the door creaked open, revealing the heirloom. A green, thick, long rope suspended in mid-air. I hesistated, then reached out to touch it. A searing pain shot through me, and I screamed, stumbling backward. Michael's face fell, disappointment etched on his features, and he stepped forward to touch the rope.
"Michael, stop". I managed to cry out, finding my voice. He scoffed. "You can't do it. I'll have to."
I couldn't bear the thought of Michael losing his abilities or worse. With newfound determination, I Stood up and rushed toward the rope, touching it once more. Electric sparks coursed through my body, and I felt it's immense power. The sensation was terrifying, but I gritted my teeth and stood firm.
"Let's go". I said, the rope now in my hand. For a moment, I sensed Michael's admiration. He nodded, and together, we set out toward King Carnival's prison in the underground.
We stopped at the entrance of the underground prison, and I nodded before stepping inside. The sound of chains fastening on the lock echoed through the corridor, eliminating any chance of escape, I was struck by the numerous guards stationed outside the prison. The single window, positioned high up, seemed designed to prevent escape.
"Who dares to barge into my home?". King Carnivals voice boomed and I froze. " Your home? It's good to know you're feeling at home here?". I replied, finding my voice.
The king approached me, his eyes narrowing as he took in the rope in my hand. "What are you doing here?". He asked, his tone dripping with amusement. "I get it," he said, his gaze fixed on the rope. "You're here to kill me."
I nodded, trying to appear confident. "Say whatever you want to say, your end is here." I declared. The king sneered, his eyes locked on the rope. "You think a mere rope can hold me back?".
" I think a mere prison is already holding you back." I retorted, trying to hide my doubts. The King's expression was unreadable, but I sensed he had plans to escape. I knew I had to act quickly.
Without warning, I threw the rope at him, it touched his shoulder, and he let out a surprised gasp as he felt to the ground. The rope lay nearby, and I smirked, feeling a surge of triumph. "I'm surprised a mere rope threw you off guard." I said, enjoying the moment.
I hurried towards him, rope in hand, determined to tie him up. But before I could secure him, he suddenly lifted me off the ground and flung me against a wall. I found myself choking, my feet dangling in the air. The rope slipped from my grasp and I coughed violently.
Realizing he had used telekinesis on me, I knew I was in grave danger. The King's expression remained blank as he watched me struggle. Everything began to fade to black, and I knew I was running out of time.