.:Rain Clouds:.

--Chaptire II.--

Disclaimer: yadah yadah yadah me no own Pandora Hearts! ya ya you know the drift... (=_=)

Authors Note:

So yeah! Chaptire 2! Lolz I really don't care if this story is a flop or not cuz basically, ladies and gents, I'm hitting a writer's block =.=' yesh i know. Horrible. Anyywayys! Enjoy! I'll keep posting chapters for as long as I can :D.


Somewhere as the snow fell from fat clouds a large house burned with the staff in it, dead and bloody on the carpets. In a tower a girl sat in the corner, shivering, scared as she watched the bloody figure of her father limp closer and closer toward her with a sharp bloody knife in his hand.

"Father... please..."

Tears cascaded down her porcelain cheeks as she watched with wide eyes as the man came closer and closer. The knife was raised above her as she closed her eyes, readying herself for the pain that never came.

"Glen!! Stop!!!"

She turned her gaze over to the handsome blond man that stood with his sword stopping the knife from cracking her skull open.

"Uncle Jack!!"

Emerald eyes urged the girl to come to where he was standing and she did so, hugging him tightly while shielding herself away from her now demonic father. In another part of the large mansion styled house a boy of 15 turned frantically to look for his father amongst the throng of people that had come to try to put the fire out.

"Break!!"

A white haired man turned with a tired ash covered face.

"Where's my dad?!"

Break shook his head, turning when a man handed a bucket to him before running to get more water outside leaving the boy to look around worriedly. In the tower, the deranged man known as Glen Baskerville had taken out his sword and the two men had started a deadly duel while the 15 year old girl watched fearfully.

"Father!! Please!!!"

The girl sobbed as she hung onto her cat, watching with tear filled large amethyst eyes.

"Alice!! Leave!! Go and find Oz!!"

Alice bit her lip wondering what to do as she watched the steel clash; she shook her head before running out of the room and down the spiral staircase. Stepping on her dress and falling onto the marble floor at the bottom, warm arms helped her up as she found herself staring into the wide and worried eyes of a handsome boy.

"P-please! Uncle Jack, upstairs!! Help him! Please!"

The boy nodded with a grim look on his face, he supported her as she stood, handing her gently to his dark haired glasses friend who nodded as they both watched him run up the stairs, sword in hand.

"We must go, my lady! Please hurry!"

He led her outside, supporting her as much as he could as he started to lead her toward the burning house where another handsome ash covered boy appeared. They passed each other before the boy turned to look back with wide eyes.

"ALICE!!"
The girl stopped and looked back, her eyes widening as the 15 year old golden haired boy ran over a relieved smile on his face as he threw her arms around the girl, burying his face into her hair while Alice cried in his arms.

"Thank God... Thank you God..." Oz hugged her tighter, his heart beating rapidly along with hers as they fell to the ground.

"Oz... Oh God, Oz..."

The boy pulled her away and smiled as he took off his glove to gently wipe her tears away from her face.

"Alice... Thank God you're okay..."

Alice smiled, shaking her head gently as tears fell quickly.

"Not now, Oz. Please.... Please help your father! He's in my room fighting my father.... Go!"
She pushed him away while he looked shocked before his brain absorbed the words. He smiled before standing and turning to the dark haired glasses boy who watched with interest.

"Reo! Find a way around and don't let Alice see that... Please..."

Reo nodded as Oz nodded back before turning to run toward the tower after another look back at the girl who watched with worried amethyst eyes.


"Glen!! STOP!!"

Things turned for the worst since the boy ran into the room, trying to help only ended up in him on the ground with Glen's sharp blade pushed up against his throat. Jack's voice distracted the now seemingly crazy man.

"Why do you have to kill?!"

The boy on the ground took this opportunity to kick the older man away from him, rolling to dodge his sword that had swung down to where he was 2 second ago.

"Is it Lacie?! She is DEAD!!!! GLEN!!!! LACIE DIED!!!!!"

"SHUT UP!!!!! LACIE DIED FOR THAT WENCH!!! FOR THAT WORTHLESS GIRL!!!"

Jack's eyes widened at the man's proclamation.

"Jack... you're lucky.... when your wife died... she gave you a son that looks EXACTLY LIKE YOU!!!"

Glen fell to the ground, his hair shadowing his eyes and the tears that stained the ground.

".........Alice..... Looks exactly like my beloved..... Lacie..... My beautiful wife...."

He gave Jack a look that could kill through his dark mahogany eyes while the tears still trailed down his cheek, he stood and faced his former best friend. Oz took this time to rush up the stairs, hearing Glen's proclaimed hatred of Alice with anger in his eyes. He walked through the large doorway to Alice's room, giving Glen a look so venomlike to the man who sneered back at him.

"Oz....... Be sure to keep a close watch on her.... she'll be dead before your 18th birthday..... I promise you that."

Jack's eyes widened as he rushed forwards as Glen threw himself off of her balcony, disappearing onto the ground below like a shadow of the fire that burned his home. Oz stood there, his eyes cold as he gritted his teeth together, his fists clenched angrily.

"Bastard."


Baskerville Mansion burned down!!!

The police have reported that it is the workings of a murderer, 83 deaths of all the staff. Pandora has confiscated the body of Glen Baskerville, only Alice Baskerville survives. More of the story on page: 4.

"That's the story that Pandora fed to those vultures..."

Jack nodded from his chair watching as Oz threw down the paper, disgust clearly written across his face.

"Yes... Glen Baskerville is currently labeled as 'Dead' but Pandora knows better and their police have their eyes out for him so he should be caught...."

Jack glanced at his son through his eyelashes.

It was true what Glen had said... his own wife had dark hair and the only thing Oz had gotten from her was his sometimes demonlike behavior which could easily switch to his happy-go-lucky, innocent, and optimistic self with his, sometimes, bipolar mind.

"Son. Sit. I have something to tell you..." The boy sat, a skeptical look in his bright emerald eyes.

"Something tells me that this conversation isn't a good one..."

The elder man chuckled lightly, shaking his head.

"Well... I don't know... it depends on how you look at it..." He leaned forward slightly, propping his head up with his arm. "...Oz... My precious baby boy... Since you were seven you had already been bethrothed to Miss Alice...?"

The next course of events went like this:

Oz standing, his face in the shadows before he started jumping up and down around the room happily, a bright grin across his face as well a small hint of a blush. He then collasped on the couch before walking to the window with a sad expression, turning to anger with him running to his father's couch to start beating it with one of the pillows until the feathers fell out in a mess on the floor.

The 15 year old boy returned to his seat in front of his father's desk with his brilliant emerald eyes dark with thoughts.

"...Can we... refrain on telling her... ?"

Jack smiled and nodded at his son who once again settled into the chair staring into space with darkness swirling in his emerald eyes.

"I want her to enjoy her freedom."


"Ahahaha I can't believe that you're scared of cats!"

"Psh! Mock me! I can't believe that you're scared of the dark!"

The Bezarius Household garden was an amazing place to sit and think while enjoying the smells and the brilliance of the many flowers planted there. Filled with colors that most people found calming... with the exception of two.

Here Alice and a dark haired boy of about 18 sat on a picnic blanket on the grass, here they sat and argued with no one seeing the ending.

"Hey! Using my secret against me! That's not fair!!"

"Yeah well, you laughed at mine! I think it's perfectly fair if I mock yours so, HA HA!"

Alice sat there butting heads with the 18 year old man known as Gilbert, both refusing to loose and both not noticing the crowd of maids and servants that had accumulated to watch them amusedly.

"Seaweed Head!!!!!"

"Psh!!... Psh!!.... Uhm.... Stupid Rabbit!!!"

The girl blinked while the man sighed and scratched the back of his neck.

"What? How'd you get that?"

Gil sighed and shrugged.

"I don't know... since you like rabbits or whatever..."

He flicked at the pin in her hair that had a black rabbit on it while Alice looked at him stupidly before bursting out laughing while the flustered 'Seaweed Head' tried making up even lamer nicknames for the girl.

"Ahahaha, you're a funny seaweed head!"

She placed her hand on his making him look up at her as she smiled.

"But yeah, you're right! I do like rabbits!"

Gil looked at her before shaking his head, confused as to whether hate or like the girl in front of him.

"Who gave it to you?"

Alice blinked before smiling sadly, a smile in which a certain seaweed head decided that he did not want to see on the girl.

"...My maid... Madeline... she was like a mother to me..." The girl looked up at the sky, watching the puffy white clouds drift lazily by, uncaring. She looked at him with that same smile on her face, sad but accepting of her fate.

"She's probably happy now so I'm not complaining."

Amethyst eyes held in tears the girl refused to release as amber eyes studied her for a few moments. A hat was placed on the said girl's head, as Gil held it there.

"It's okay to cry, dumb rabbit...."

Alice's hands that were midair to try to get the hat off gripped at the edges as she lowered her head slowly, quiet sobs were heard as 'Seaweed Head' looked up at the sky with a small smile. In the shadows of the clustering crowd of maids and servants, Oz stood silently watching the exchange with interest, a small relieved smile that his best friend had managed to get the girl, who had been holding up a strong face since the 3 days she arrived there, to cry.

"Thanks Gil, I owe you..."


Author's Note:

So yah ahaha. That's chappie numbre dos! Review and let me know what you think. Seriously. If it sucks, grammar wrong, spelling sucks, TEL MEH!!!! I'm living off of your reviews so :D review! Oh and throw some ideas if you want! (_)'

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