Pandora Hearts Xerxes Break x Reader: From Darkness to Light [1]

Chapter 14

Get out your guns

Battle's begun

Are you a saint or a sinner?

If love's a fight

Then I shall die

With my heart on a trigger

(Angel with a shotgun - The cab)

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No, the man behind you, that wasn't Break. But you knew him, you knew him very well.

"So we meet again, my lovely niece."

Before you could scream, he pressed one hand on your mouth, dragged you backwards to the book shelves, until you hit one of them. He pulled out a knife and laid against your neck, then he took his hand from your lips.

"Uncle William!", you blipped.

"What a pity, that you have to die like this!" A maleficent smirk formed across his lips. You swallowed hard, as you watched the knife.

"Well, if I have to kick the bucket, then you sure don't mind to answer some questions of mine?"

William laughed.

"Try it!"

"Ok, first, where are your bodyguards? Are you allowed to be alone like this?"

"I'm the king."

"This is not the answer I wanted to hear. Explain this to me. Everything."

"This isn't a question."

"Are you working with the Baskervilles? What is your aim? Why do I have to die? Did you kill my parents?"

"Yes, I killed your parents. Back then, I let you alive, 'cause I thought, that it was impossible for you to survive alone. You weren't my problem anymore. Then you came back. At first, that didn't endanger me. But this damn man brought you here, to Pandora! The moment when you touched this folder, you pronounced the death! You know too much! So I have to get rid of you!"

He pressed the knife some millimetres in your skin. Blood trickled down your neck. Where the fucking hell was Break?

"And the Baskervilles?"

"Oh, right. I told them to kidnap and torture you like this. Well, why could they do this for me? I'll tell you: with the help of the king in every of their buisness, they're more powerful. This is an easy barter."

"This gala wasn't an accident too, right?"

"Right. Yesterday, I literally wanted to unmask you for all the world to see. And then you would have faced the death penalty. Guillotine? Gibbet? Quartering? What do you prefer?"

"Haha! What a shame, I didn't stay in this ballroom long enough!"

"It's never like you want it to, but that's life. And look! I can kill you now! Isn't this funny?"
In the moment, when William finally wanted to cut your throat, a voice stopped him.

"Hi everyone, I think that's enough, don't you agree with me?"

"Xerxes!", you whispered relieved.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't come sooner. I was... kinda... busy!?" He waved his sword, then he pointed at William with it.

"Now, would you be kind enough to put this knife away and to go some steps away from her? Or shall I spear you before?"

Your uncle did like Break said. You sank to the floor and closed your eyes for some seconds.

"Did my bodyguards engage you not enough?", William asked annoyed.

So, that's why Break didn't answer...

"Well, they were too weak. Sadly, some of them are not with us anymore..."

Suddenly, you heard somebody approaching the library.

"This is the end, you two! Pandora will be here in some minutes and then you both die!"

"No", Break whispered softly, "We have some evidence, which proves that you're a cheater. And, also, I took the liberty, to record your conservation. If Pandora hear this, what will they do? You will be the one who leaves us!"

You lifted your head and saw a small, black item in Breaks hand; a voice recorder.

"Fine. You won this time, but when you see me again, it will be the last time you ever see something!" With these words he turned around and walked to the second door in the room.

Break giggled and whispered a silent "I'm blind". Then he faced you, grabbed your arm and pushed you behind the book shelf.

"Xerx... I-"

"Shhhhhhh", he interrupted you.

Some seconds later, the first door was opened and Pandora came inside.

"Nobody is here", said a voice.

"But I'm sure, I heard something!", shouted a second voice.

"That was just your imagination!"

The two men (you were sure it were men) left the room again.

Break pointed at your neck. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, I think, it's not deep... Where did you get the voice recorder?"

"It was on a table over there." He smirked.

You pulled your arms around him, so your head rested on his chest. "What will we do now?"

"Well, I have a plan." His hands ran over your back.