Loyalty only to me.


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You'll always know that you're father's a thief.

Oz could never understand why his father had left him. He couldn't fathom why he would hate him. He had done everything he could to make him happy. Sure Oz had money. But he didn't really have any friends, aside from Gilbert, his faithful servant. He seen out of the corner of his eye, Gilbert walk in.

"Young master, I have your tea." Gilbert said, trying to smile.

"Thank you, Gil." Oz said, softly. Gilbert thought the way he said it sounded familiar. He just didn't know where.

"Your welcome, young master." Gilbert said, looking away. He was blushing. Oz laughed. Gilbert smile at him. It was one of the few times he ever seen the raven smile. Gilbert bowed then left. Leaving Oz alone to think more about his father.

"Don't worry even if he doesn't love you, Gilbert does, and so do I." Oz looked up to see a man who looked like him.

"Who are you?" Oz asked, wearily.

"My name is Jack and I'm your friend." Jack said, hugging Oz. Oz hugged back. No had ever really shone any affection for him. So it felt good to have someone there for him. Even if he was just all in Oz's head.

My brother the triter, you will expose his puppeteer behavior.

Vincent couldn't believe it. Gilbert his own brother. Had chosen Oz over him. Oz! Who had done nothing but bully him when he was younger. Vincent couldn't believe it. Then that Hatter had the nerve to mouth off to him about Gilbert leaving him.

"He didn't leave me! He's coming back!" Vincent said. He didn't know what he would do if Gilbert never came home to him. He sat on the ground leaning against a wall.

"Please, Gil. Don't let Hatter be right about you." Vincent said. He wondered why everyone was always leaving him. He had done nothing wrong. Everything he did was for Gilbert. He felt he owed his life to Gilbert. After all Gilbert did take quite a few beatings for him. Gilbert did anything he could to protect him. No matter what it was. And now, now when Gilbert needed him. He couldn't even help him. He couldn't stop Gilbert from making a bad choice.

"I've never been strong, at all." Vincent said, looking down at the ground.

"Not like you, brother." Vincent said, he stood up. He decided he would fight to get Gilbert back. Even if it meant punching some sense into Gilbert.

Each day you grow older each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold, for you are the child of my body, the flesh of my soul.

"Oz, this is my body. You are just a chain." Jack said. Oz's eyes widened.

"No way..." Oz said, he was so confused.

"Yes, Oz, now I'm taking my body back." Jack said, turning away from Oz. Oz couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Then I will kill everyone you care about." Jack said, smirking.

"No! Please don't!" Oz said, crying.

"I will spare one life, who's life do you want spared?" Jack asked. Oz looked at him with sad eyes.

"Gil." Oz said. Jack smiled.

"Then I will take little Gilbert, for mine. Though he isn't so little anymore." Jack said, putting his hand on Oz's head.

"Now then sleep and Gilbert will be saved." Jack said. Oz slowly closed his eyes. Hoping Jack would jeep his word.

'I'm sorry, Gil. I sold you out to Jack. I just didn't want you to die.' Oz thought to himself. Wishing Gilbert could hear him. Gilbert could and he knew he must do everything Jack says. Because that's what Oz wanted. His heart would always be Oz's. Even if his body and mind was Jack's.

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