Okay now, this part can get confusing, what with all the breaks into flashbacks. But I hope you'll be able to tell past from present in this chapter. It'll also reveal some shocking secrets about Rainbow.

Anasui picked Wes up. "Careful," Wes said, "Don't touch the rainbow. This is my Stand at it's strongest. There's only been one other time I've used it to this extent..." He shuddered. "At it's strongest... Weather Report can destroy the Ozone Layer..." "Listen to me!," Pucci said, "Right now I can no longer use Whitesnake's powers! But if you can get Versus to use his power, he can copy Whitesnake and remove Wes' memories, letting him control his Stand again!"

"Yeah, one problem with that," Jolyne said, "Looks like Versus decided to make a run for it." Pucci sighed. "Damn... I suspected Versus would try to take DIO's legacy from me. Just having DIO's blood is not enough to inherit his will. We need to get him to stop this. I never thought I'd say this, but why don't we call a truce until we catch him?" "Fine by me," Wes said, "But then you explain what the hell possessed you to do what you did twenty-three years ago."

"What happened then?," Anasui asked. "No time," Wes replied, "If I can't keep control of my Stand... It could wipe out everyone." They got out of the pit and noticed Gwess using her powers to keep the three kids safe in her pocket with the police officers. "What's going on?," she asked, "And why are we suddenly buddies with Pucci?" "Versus gave me back memories," Wes explained, "But they restarted at a point where I was too angry to control my Stand, so it's going haywire. The power to control the weather isn't something one can use while in an emotional state."

"This is everyone but Ryusei," Pucci noted, "Where is he?" "Right outside the hospital," Jolyne explained. She didn't mention Emporio. "Then Versus might be going for him next," Pucci noted, "That will give us needed time." "Then maybe you can explain why you erased your brother's memories in the first place," Ermes said. Pucci made a nervous hissing noise as he rubbed his neck. "I'm not sure I should. I heard the story during a confessional, so..." Wes suddenly grabbed him by collar. "Tell them what happened...," he said in a menacing tone. Pucci sighed. "Very well..." 'God forgive me...'

The year was back in 1972, in America's deep south. One night in a small town clinic, the cries of a newborn child rang out through the night. Unfortunately, they were soon silenced by a premature death. No one knows the cause, but the young mother who bore the child couldn't bring herself to accept that death, because that child was meant to be her hope for a better future. Luckily she was the only one who knew about the child's death, so she snuck into the maternity ward of the clinic, and swapped her deceased child for a healthy one from another mother, one of a pair of draternal twins. The boy had been born with the name Dominico Pucci, but was renamed Wes Bluemarine.

"You were Dominico!?," Rainbow called out, "That Stand user I found accidentally turning people into snails back in 1988!?" The others, save for Pucci and Jolyne, looked confused. "Rainbow," Gwess said, "You weren't alive in 1988..." Rainbow narrowed her eyes. "How old do you think I am?" Atroe shrugged. "Nineteen or twenty?" "Try thirty," Rainbow said, "My aging just got slowed down because of my Hamon practice. I was seven years old in 1988." Pucci cleared his throat. "If I can continue?" "Sorry," Rainbow said.

Years later, Enrico Pucci was studying for his clergy when he got an unexpected visitor. Normally the charnel where he was studying was closed to the public save on Sundays, yet this man was using it to hide from the sun. The man's name was DIO Brando. Pucci didn't immediately throw DIO out, but rather offered to let him stay until the sun set, which got DIO's interest. Pucci in turn became interested in DIO when he somehow healed Pucci's deformed toes.

DIO spoke of their meeting in terms of gravity, not the Newtonian force particularly, but more in terms of a force of fate that allowed people to meet under unusual circumstances. DIO handed Pucci a stone arrowhead. Pucci's family on his father's side was influential in Venice, one of his ancestors even being elected Pope. This was why no one protested when Pucci said he wanted to get into seminary at a young age. The reason was because of a brother he thought had died in childbirth. In fact, his whole family was under that mistaken belief.

Thus Pucci wanted to know why fate chose Dominico to die, and not him. He wanted to know why humans experience happiness and despair. Then during his usual cleaning duties, he heard a woman using the confessional. The priest's side was empty and the door was open. Pucci was about to go get one of the senior priests, but the woman continued her confessional once Pucci started talking. It seemed she was dying from disease, and did not care who heard her confession. So Pucci decided to hear her out, thinking it would be good experience for later.

"Imagine my surprise when she confessed to swapping her own dead child for my twin brother," Pucci said, "The years of living with that guilt, coupled with her terminal illness, prompted her to use the confessional." "And you never told your parents!?," Ermes asked. "I was under professional oath," Pucci reminded her, "But the real issue wasn't our mother and father... It was our sister, whom Wes was unknowingly dating." The others blanched. "Where's the nearest trash can and or bathroom...?," Atroe muttered in shock.

Wes was sixteen at the time he first met Pearla Pucci. Her bag had just gotten snatched by a thief, only for Wes to throw a can of juice into the window to stop him. Wes freaked out, since he was working part time as a delivery boy and he was concerned this would get him fired. Pearla, surprised, offered to tell Wes' boss that she was the one who broke the window. It was not long after that they started dating, which Pucci soon caught wind of. Neither of them knew they were related, only Pucci knew.

He wanted to break them up in a way that would hurt his sister least. Unfortunately, he couldn't have hired worse people for the job. The private detective agency he hired turned out to have been run by members of the KKK. The detective misunderstood the situation, and thought Wes was the son of a black man since his mother had married said man. The man's words as his friends beat Wes to near death, caused him to also misunderstand what was going on.

He only knew Pearla's brother requested the detective's help. Wes was hung, but survived somehow. Unfortunately, Pearla didn't live long enough to realize that, as she flung herself from the cliff near the tree he hung from, dying when she hit the rocks below. It didn't take long for Pucci to find out, and understand his mistake. It was then that DIO's conversation with him came back to his mind, and he remembered the arrowhead.

"In that instant the arrowhead pierced my body," Pucci said, "And Whitesnake was born. Because of that, I was able to read Pearla's memories and learn everything." Wes' eyes darkened. "You're telling me you didn't even bother to investigate the sort of people you were hiring?" "When a person gets a Stand from the arrow," Jolyne said, "Those connected to them by blood can also gain the potential for a Stand. And if you two are brothers, then..." Wes nodded. "Yes... That's when Weather Report first appeared... And when Rainbow and I first met."

The first victim of the Devil's Rainbow was the detective who caused the incident in the first place. Just touching the rainbow somehow made snails come out of the man's body, and he died when his arm moved on its on to shoot him. Wes, unable to find any justice after that, spent some time trying to kill himself, but nothing seemed to work. But luckily, something happened that let him find light again. As he went to find the priest who hired the detective, he met a little girl with rainbow hair, who seemed unaffected by what was going on, even when the rainbow hit her.

"Who are you?," Wes asked. "I'm Rainbow Dash!," the girl said with a cheerful voice, "I'm a girl who's going to become a great hero! Surrender, evil Stand user!" Wes blinked. "Stand?" Rainbow looked confused. "You don't know what a Stand is? Ah, so you're not evil, you just don't know how to control your power. No matter, thanks to my magical Hamon..." She began crackling with a glowing energy. "I can always weather the storm!" That line alone got Wes laughing, and he was reminded of his old self, letting the Devil's Rainbow subside. He introduced himself as Dominico, taking the name from Pearla's stories of her supposedly dead brother.

"It didn't subside for long," Pucci said, "By the time I realized Wes had stopped on his own, I was already seeking him out to stop it myself. He started to get angry again when he saw me. As I spotted the rainbow once more, I used my Stand to retrieve his memories, hoping that alone would be enough." The rainbows were starting to multiply as people who got in contact with them started turning into snails, the creatures procreating quickly. Wes started to cover his face, until he felt someone place their own hands on his cheeks.

He gasped when he saw Rainbow, her wings spread, looking almost like an angel in the sun. "Don't forget that day," she said, "Now I am that great hero. And more than just my Hamon... With my Stand, I can definitely weather the storm!" In that instant, Wes smiled, and the rainbows disappeared. 'Of course,' Pucci realized, 'I was doing it wrong the whole time. It was Wes' anger that was causing Heavy Weather to activate. I should have explained from the beginning.'

He smiled. "Wes, I know it won't excuse my actions. But understand I never expected that detective to hold such prejudice. There are many things I should have done differently that day, many things that could have gone differently. As for Versus... Where exactly did you leave DIO's diary?" The group became shocked. "Shit!," Anasui said, "I think Emporio has it!" As they all ran off, Pucci stayed behind, asking, "Who's Emporio?"

Meanwhile, Versus grimaced when he saw the rainbows disappearing. "That's not good. Did they kill Wes? No, they wouldn't have. He's still a friend to them. More likely they found a way to quell his anger. Damn Pucci getting in my way again... He must have told them everything! From the memories I dug up I know someone named Emporio has Father's diary. With that I can attain perfect happiness, the 'Heaven' that Father researched. It should belong to those of his blood, after all."

Unfortunately, finding Emporio wouldn't come easily. Ryusei had spotted the events happening and grabbed Emporio, flying with him above the influence of the Devil's Rainbow. Now that it was stopped, Ryusei took the time to observe the man. "He didn't look like he was phased by the chaos," Ryusei noted. "Look," Emporio said, "He has the birthmark. He must be the last brother. Did you see what came out with his digging?" Ryusei nodded. "So his power has something to do with memories buried in the ground."

"What was up with that crazy thing earlier?," Emporio asked, "All those people turning into snails." "Something in the light must have been creating a subliminal effect," Ryusei noted, "Causing everyone affected to think they were snails. That either caused their bodies to react accordingly, or it could have been an optical illusion or hallucination. I don't know the details. But I'm guessing Wes was somehow responsible. Whatever the case, it's over now."

Meanwhile, Versus was still digging when he came up with something that caught his attention. A memory of Giorno talking with Pucci. The words Giorno said struck a chord with him. "Heaven is a place on Earth. It's not just a song by Belinda Carlisle, but a fact of our modern life." "I meant those words," came Giorno's real voice. Versus whirled around to see his half-brother standing there. "Looks like Mother finished the last of our father's consorts," Giorno said, "I was just informed of Enya's death not two hours ago."

Versus grimaced. "Damn... This is why I need Father's legacy... To achieve my eternal happiness." Giorno shrugged. "I guess we're at odds then, because I see no reason to carry out Father's legacy. To me it's just bad for my business. That's why I intend to stop Pucci before he completes his goal. But before that..." Gold Experience appeared. "I need to take care of a final loose end." Versus grunted. "Under World!" "Gold Experience!" The two Stand clashed, but ultimately Giorno proved stronger.

"MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA!" Before Versus knew it, he was suddenly out of his body, Gold Experience's power having overclocked his senses, leaving him vulnerable as Gold Experience struck him again and again. When he finally fell to the ground, Giorno checked his pulse. "Dead... As I suspected. Buccellati once said he feared what would happen if I rapid-attacked someone using Gold Experience while they were under its influence. It's not a very strong Stand, so the pain gets more pronounced. Get hit too many times while in that overclocked state... Buccellati speculated one might die from shock in that instance."

Ryusei landed as the rest of the group also showed up. "Looks like everything's been resolved here," Ryusei noted. Rainbow then noticed something. "Hey... Why didn't Pucci come running with us?" They realized Pucci was nowhere to be found. "Oh crap!," Atroe said, "He must have taken advantage of our panic to slip off! He's probably resuming his trip to Cape Canaveral right now!" Jolyne sighed. "If Pinkie Pie were here, this is where she'd say... Damn you plot!"

Pucci had hopped a bus heading for his destination. 'Looks like our temporary truce is over. But just as well... They could never understand my reasons for finishing what DIO started. Still, at least I can say this much... I was able to do it, brother. I let you live all those years because, while I suspected I would have to kill you, I also wanted to save you. Save you from the anger that was in your heart. And now I was able to do so, just by explaining everything. I have no further regrets.' He got out another disc, this one being the memory disc for his sister Pearla. "I hope you're seeing this from Heaven, Pearla."