Hi everyone, thanks so much so far for the favorites and follows ^_^ Warning:Story is set in an AU and story contains boyxboy, violence, fighting, character death and swearing. Bear in mind, chapters may be turned up at a later time. Hope you enjoy.

Ciel would be a liar if he said that he didn't enjoy the amazing exhibits which were out on display. His eyes took in the mass amount of detail of the ancient pieces of armor, the fractured pieces of swords which absolutely priceless. Various bits of jewelry which had survive the perils and trials of time. Ciel could help but just stare in wonder at them, his eyes taking in as much of it as possible as their teacher was at the front, talking away to the guide and back to the class.

"Beautiful."

Ciel glance over at Harry who was still holding his black teddy close to his chest, almost a little bit more tightly... huh that was strange. The boy's voice was strained actually, a bit more tense than usual. The boy's porcelain pale skin gleamed as cold as the winter snow. But what worried Ciel about his friend was the look which was across Harry's face. The boy actually looked quite nervous all of a sudden. He was tensed up like he was about to get punched in the face or something. His eyes darting around as though the boy had been sparked by a bolt of lightning. "What's gotten to you?" Ciel asked quietly as not to draw the eye of the teacher as both stood in front of a large tapestry, looking over the battle of Perseus and Medusa.

Harry just glowered at the image of Perseus before glancing back over the class, looking at every student individually. Those purple eyes were at complete unease, almost looking to Ciel as though the boy was scared, terrified in fact. "Do you want to get some air?" The blue eyed boy asked gently, he was growing slightly worried himself, but the air in here was a little stuffy, he guessed. It felt like since they had come into the museum, the air had thinned out.

Actually... it felt different in here.

It was like a slight bit of nausea was swirling around in Ciel's stomach over the last ten minutes or so. It had been barely noticeable at first, but it was growing louder inside himself, becoming impossible to put to the back of his mind.

"N-No. It's fine." Harry shook his head, glancing down at the tapestry again, his eyes lingering over it for a long minute with a deep interest though he still kept glancing back over to their group. His gaze was laced with his stubbornness now, seemingly the boy was trying to become more aware of himself. His face closing off like a mask being lowered over himself.
I hate it when he does that. Ciel thought to himself and let out a small sigh, turning his head towards what his friend had his eyes locked on. A faint tremble of something which felt like electricity sparked up his spine as a girl walked past him and he almost doubled over with nausea. "Not a fan of Perseus then?"

Harry glared at it for a long minute as the sunlight dark sunlight coursed through the roof above them. The pale marble of the great pillars around them held up the old ceiling, but still Ciel had to admire the beauty of it's architecture. He had to give credit to the place and it's own history if not it's support of history. There just weren't enough places around here left like that any more. So much new stuff, always has to be brand new! He liked history, feeling that connection to the past.

But then again, his own past was something of an unexplained story to him.

"No. I don't." Harry said rather coldly, glowering at the image of Perseus there, slaying the head free of Medusa's shoulders.
"Care to explain?"
"Medusa was raped in the temple of Athena... or at least that's how one of the stories go." Harry's voice had gone from cold to slightly waver as those dark purple eyes glanced over to his friend, before moving back to the image of the man on the ancient material. "It was said that Medusa was once beautiful... so much so as to tempt Poseidon. When he came for her, she ran to Athena's temple, thinking that the Goddess will protect her. After all, she had been put into service to the goddess as a priestess. She thought her patron goddess would save her." Harry's mouth moved back in utter disgust as he spat the words; "she didn't." His eyes moved over to the almost destroyed shield dug up from Athens. His eyes resting on the Greek image of the goddess with hatred before he turned his gaze back to the tapestry. "Poseidon took her on the cold floor. She prayed to Athena for comfort, but the Goddess felt nothing but disgust. She made sure no one would ever want Medusa again. Medusa was cursed, she felt the agonist pain of transformation, her fingers became like that of claws as she ripped at her hair, only to have her fingers bitten harshly as from her skull a nest of snakes sprouted. It was only when one of the other priestess heard her screaming and came running, did Medusa find out the true extent of her curse." Harry's eyes locked hatefully on the ground. "One look at the creature she has become would turn any living thing to stone."
"You know, every time that I think I've just got you figured out... you always surprise me you know." Ciel said softly, gazing at the sad look in his friend's eyes.
"Maybe people would figure out a bit more about me, if they looked beyond what their eyes only allowed them to see." He said almost a little bitterly as though it was some ironic, sick joke.
"Phantomhive! Crudele! What are you doing back there!" The teacher frowned, glancing over his shoulder at them as he walked ahead with the group.
"Well it's a museum! Take a wild guess!"
"Oi! Watch that lip Crudele or I'll have you failed in the-"

The teacher frowned for a minute, slowly turning his gaze away as he shook his head.

Ciel frowned, that was another thing about Harry. No matter what ever happened, the boy always seemed to just get away with anything, no matter how rude he was to a teacher. It was almost enough to make Ciel envious. Harry was outspoken, opinionated, critical and a lot of the time could be down right like that of a typically expected, troubled teenager.

Ciel on the other hand was as polite as he could be. He always showed manners and respect, even to those who didn't always show them to him. He stood up for himself when he had to. But still he always had to show respect to his elders, always had manners with his brother... although there were those few occasions when they got away from him and he lost his patience.

He guessed though that why him and Harry were friends. Two opposites, different sides of the coin but having similarities which both couldn't quite account for. "One of these days, one teacher is going to finally stick it to you." Ciel smirked.
"When that day comes, I will call checkmate."
"Are you enjoying the tour?"

Ciel nearly felt himself vomit from the sickening lurch in his stomach as nausea hit him harshly.

He slowly turned and rose an eyebrow as he came face to face with a pale girl who had been hanging around in their class.

She smiled at him as though they were old friends but... But he hadn't even actually seen this girl before. He didn't remember ever actually seeing her around class, strangely enough. But she was in with the crowd, having walked with the teacher for the past ten minutes or so-

He frowned as a small lurch of a headache shot through him at the thought. His head stung faintly and the image of her stood next to the teacher seemed to just push itself back, as though it refused to be accepted by his memory.

Strange... He thought with a frown.

She was dressed in a smart red blouse and a short black skirt. She had her shoes pushed into a pair of heels and had a sharp pearly set of teeth lock in a bright smile at Ciel as her gaze moved over him. Her eyes a warm brown standing out against her peachy and soft toned skin. She was very slender and skinny. Very much the image of a girl that most guys would fall head over heels for. Her hands were laced behind her back and she beamed at that moment as though she was the happiest person alive.

And yet Ciel couldn't remember ever actually seeing her in their class! Was she a new student or something? Was she-

"So what were you guys talking about?"

Harry's eyes glowered at her, but now they were laced with something else. Something that the boy seemed to be desperately trying to suppress with all the might that he had in his body. "Nothing, we were just leaving to go and get some fresh air-"
"Oh why do that?" The girl pouted, frowning slightly as she latched both her arms around Ciel and pulled him close. "The tour was just-" Her smile moved inhumanly wide and sent chills down Harry's spine. "About to get to the best bit." She purred in a voice which was just a little bit too human.
"Yeah and I'm really upset about that." Harry growled quietly as he grabbed Ciel by the arm and yanked the boy away from her, though the girl didn't let go, but just tightened her grip.
"Can you let go of me." Ciel glared at her.

The girl paused glancing over her shoulder, watching as the teacher locked his eyes on them but just stood there, as though he was looking through them. His gaze was glazed over. Ciel frowned deeper, trying to rip his arm away from the girl's vice like grip but seemingly unable to. What the hell? Was this girl on steroids or something?! She didn't even budge a single bit of a step as he tried to pull himself away. "HEY! Can you get her off me!" He yelled over to their teacher.

But the teacher just turned, like most of the people around them all and began to walk away mechanically, like he was a puppet caught on a string. Ciel kept looking into all of their eyes, each one had a look which was completely glazed over. It was like they couldn't hear him as he shouted out to his teacher, like everyone around him had suddenly become deaf and blind. No one seemed to take any notice, not when he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Not even when the girl's eyes began to glow.

"No eye witnesses." Harry said coldly. His eyes narrowed but unlike Ciel, he didn't seem shocked in the slightest by all the others leaving. He only clutched his teddy closer to his chest. His fingers trembled slightly but the boy seemed in control of himself at least. The wind outside seemingly roaring and battering against the doors and the glass windows around them.

But just as Harry took a step forward, Ciel nearly screamed as he felt what resembled a knife at his throat, but froze, not daring to move a muscle, not daring to even gulp for fear of the sharp objects at his throat piercing and slashing him wide open-

Then he paused glancing down.

Hands... the girls hands!

They were not peachy and light toned, but just scaly and sharper than a knife. There was no blade at his throat but the equivalent of the sharpness, if not even sharper. Ciel's eyes widened, the pain and nausea inside of him both searing and twisting him, but he stood frozen, not moving.

Harry locked their gazes and tried to keep the boy calm, which was pretty hard to do as Ciel wanted to scream out, watching the girl's skin peel away like a layer of a satin dress from her face, falling to the floor in a still blood mess, revealing the harsh scales beneath which blurred to his eyes. One minute he was looking still at the skin the girl had just shed and another minute he was no staring at some kind of- some kind of snake woman?!

But as if that wasn't bad enough for a shock when the girl's tongue flickered out her emerald lips and across his skin, sizzling it with a slight touch of venom as it did, Ciel got a good look finally at the rest of her as the girl tilted his head up very slowly, pushing the point of her fingers against his throat as she did so, so that his gaze was tilted back to the ceiling above him.

The girl's legs... oh god. What had been before he thought was legs were now actually long slithering snake trunks, dragging with the sound of a thousand knives across the cold marble floor. She let out a shattering laugh which hissed and echoed off the walls around them. If nightmares could be given a voice, Ciel was pretty sure that this girl's voice would be it.

The moment Harry took another cautious step, she just wagged her other clawed finger and smirked, tutting at him. "Now, now. Take another step and I'll rip this little bastard's throat out! You got it!"
"Ciel." Harry stated softly, his eyes strict and stern as the dark haired boy hitched his breath in his chest. "I'm going to need you to stay calm." He said gently as possible. His eyes stern but careful. "Everything is going to be okay."
Stay calm?! What the hell was he thinking? Oh I know! I'm about to get my throat slashed open but not to panic-

Ciel. Harry's eyes locked on him. Calm down... what ever happens next. Don't move.

Cield stared for a moment. "Wait what-"
"AGH!"

The girl twisted her body sending one sharp lashing of her snake trunk like legs out and catching Harry directly into his chest, sending the boy slamming back through the air and into a nearby pillar with so much force that Ciel swore he could hear the boy's crunch and shatter as he slid on the stone and down onto the floor. The sound of the boy's broken boys filling the walls around him, making Ciel scream out the boy's name.

Harry's blood splattered out from his mouth as the boy's head had ricocheted off the marble floor and made the girl hiss in delight as she licked her lips. Her eyes gleamed delightfully. "A child of the witch bitch. Oh I'm going to enjoying feasting upon your flesh. I'll drink your blood like a fine wine upon my lips..." Her gaze slowly turned back to Ciel, locking those pitch black eyes on him with an intense and ravenous hunger. "But first I'm going to deal with you." She purred, her lips coming dangerously close to Ciel's neck, the stink of venom was on her lips and the heat radiating off her scaling hands was blistering.

Stay calm. Ciel reminded himself.

But at that moment he even surprised himself. "GET OFF ME!" He snarled, bringing his elbow up to hit her in the face.

When she caught his arm, he twisted himself, hearing the sound of his arm dislocate with his scream as he brought his leg up and shattered her jaw with his fierce kick, sending a splash of dust in all directions, but snarled as he felt one sharp fang sink into his foot. Splashed was the only word for what happened to the girl's jaw, it simply vaporized, sending dust in all directions which trickled back like a black sand towards her. Like she was a magnet pulling along shards and shreds of whatever remained.

In the surprise of his attack, Ciel had managed to rip himself free, though now his leg screamed with pain, like it was slowly turning to molten led, trembling and shaking so violently that he was pretty sure that it was about to give way, but he still staggered back, holding onto his limp, dislocated arm. "Stay away from me!" He snarled, his dark blue eyes searching for something, anything around him which would aid him.

He held back a scream in his throat as he watched her jaw slowly fill back with colour as it reformed. Her tongue running across her lips and teeth, tasting his blood and grinning from ear to ear. "Oh gods, it is as delicious as they said it would be! They were right! To think I will be the one to do this! I will be remembered as the one who-"
"The one who did what every cliche villain does and never shuts up!"

Ciel looked over to where Harry half pulled himself to his feet, one eye shut and bleeding, one arm limp at his side and the other wound around his chest tightly on what Ciel guessed was the boy's broken ribs. Harry spat the blood out the side of his mouth and smirked. "You're dead bitch." He chuckled quietly.

That seemed to the the girl back for a moment as she stared at Harry and tilted her head slowly.

Then she burst out into laughter, cackling with delight while venom spewed and dribbled down the side of her hungrily foaming mouth. "The boy's arm is useless, and he's not injected with my venom! You're already half dead! You're unarmed! You're helpless!" She cackled.
"Oh sweetheart." Harry smirked, his purple eyes seeming to glisten and sparkle as the vortex of their shade began to swirl violently like that of a typhoon. "I'm a child of Hecate, you bitch. I'm never truly unarmed."

The girl frowned slowly, slithering back on the trunks of her leg as Ciel stood there, frozen, unsure as what to do but only staring at the situation he was caught in the middle of crossfire between.

Harry's smirk moved like a Cheshire cat grin. "See you in Tartarus." He whispered, before doing the most ridiculous and stupid thing that Ciel had ever seen.

He threw his teddy bear out into the air.

Just as the girl cackled and Ciel stared with utter disbelief, screaming at Harry, what was he thinking and to run. The blond simply whispered one word.

"Awaken."

It wasn't until later that Ciel realized the boy had spoken in Greek.

"Meet my friend. Mr Cuddles, you two are bout to get real close. I'm certain of it." Harry laughed coldly.

The girl's laughter turned to a shrill and terrified scream as those molten eyes of the teddy bear ignited brightly like an eruption of a volcano. The black small shape growing larger and larger in shape. First to the size of a dog. Then a wolf. Then a bear. Then finally till the teddy bear was the size of a full grown Rhino and stampeding through the air like one as it's stitched mouth snapped open showing a set of very real, very dangerous variety of canine teeth, while the thing's paws extended with sharp midnight black claws.

The girl turned, launching through the air from pillar to pillar, climbing desperately away but for as fast as she was, what ever it seemed that Harry had done.

Ciel stood there, staring as what a second ago had been just an ordinarily creepy teddy bear was now snarling and howling as it smashed through the pillars of the museum, chasing the girl down till it finally sunk it's fangs into the trunk of her leg and ripped her from the wall where she had been trying to slither away to for security. "MERCY! SHOW MERCY!" She screamed.
"You never did to me bitch." Harry growled. His eyes still that swirl of violent purple which moved as though it was in a storm cloud. The boy's veins seemed to ebb as his wrist and neck in an ink black shade. His mouth pulling back in a dark smile while his hair moved as though it was caught in an invisible breeze. "You left your marks on me!"

Ciel had to turn away as he heard the great black beast rip into the girl, slowly mauling her and ripping her limb from limb and into a shred of pieces across the room. Her screams turning into gurgles of agony all the time till her head came free and Harry walked over to it, his gaze not even worried about the great black beast which was still mauling the carcass. "This is for last time." He whispered softly before bringing out a bronze knife from his pocket.

Then slamming it down into the girl's head.

The moment that the metal touched the scales, what was left of the body and the skull itself ignited in a flash of flames before erupting into a shroud of dust across the floor.

Harry shoved his hand into it before pulling out slowly a black necklace. Ciel could see it was a diamond, he knew about them to know a diamond when he saw it. But what surprised him most was how the boy seemed to hold it with reverence before turning a cold smile back up to the hound, which roared and smashed into the pillars around them.

"Harry!" Ciel screamed.

But the boy's eyes just filled with dark jaw, those dark veins ebbing further across his skin as the hound snarled and smashed apart various pieces around him. The tapestries of Perseus, the statues of Zeus and Poseidon.

Ciel staggered, snarling as he felt his leg, the fire inside of it sending him mad with pain, but still he just bit back his agony and stumbled over to his friend. He didn't exactly understand just what was going on, but he knew somehow, Harry was the reason for that black beast being there. He knew somehow also that Harry was in control of it, it was like the way that Harry looked right now. It was like he wasn't even in complete control, but he held such a feral look in his eyes.

Like the beast itself.

"Harry! Snap out of it!" Ciel growled, looking into his friends eyes, seeing the anger there. "You did it. You saved us!" He pleaded as gently as possible. He had to calm Harry down. Calming his friend down seemed to be what would stop that monster from attacking. So far his tone had at least caught the boy's attention. Those purple eyes were locked on him, instead of the hound which was rampaging around, smashing pillar after pillar. "She's gone now. You can calm down."

The beast snapped it's head around and glowered with molten eyes at Ciel.

Oh crap.

"Calm down! Please calm down!" Ciel pleaded as the beast ran at him, making the room and floor shake around him. "HARRY!" He screamed.

Harry blinked and next thing Ciel knew, a teddy bear had hit him in the face.

Harry held his head in both hands and groaned as he fell to his knees, panting for his breath with exhaustion, though with each breath, the boy's face cleared free of it's ebbing black veins, but made Ciel scared as the boy spluttered up blood. "Eat-Eat up." Harry growled, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small golden square, before holding it out to the other boy.
"N-No! You're going to explain to me, just exactly what the hell all that was about! You killed her-"
"I'm not doing this now Ciel." Harry snapped, shocking the boy.

Even more so shocking him, as the boy's normally porcelain perfect face was replaced with long scar marks like whiskers across his cheeks and what looked like intense burn marks around his eyes. "Now eat this. If you don't vaporize it and your bones don't turn to dust after eating it? I'll make sure that I answer all of your questions." Harry panted for breath, wiping the blood from his mouth. "If you don't? Well then... you may have just started a war for no reason at all Ciel Phantomhive."