Note: Please take note I will be rewriting some parts in the first three chapters of Abyssus as I have been informed they are too similar to someone else's work. For details, please look at my user profile.

The Acromantulas recognized two of them. The two boys had escaped them before, and it was time to get revenge. The other two, the giant spiders didn't know, but curious as always, they decided to go ahead and capture them. They didn't trust the one in the bone white mask with a snarling face, he felt too strong. One of them wove a silken thread about the only female, getting ready to carry her to Aragog.

Unfortunately, the one who wove the thread died a second later from flaming fireballs shooting out of the masked one's face. They shrieked and made high pitched noises in fear, this was a human to be reckoned with. They were sure of that as one Acromantula died, burnt legs twitching in its final death throes, the web he had spun on the female cut by a small sharp black object in the black-haired boy's hands.

But they had the advantage of numbers, and so, tentatively despite flaming balls of fire headed in their direction, the Acromantulas surged forward, intending to take no prisoners.

Rat, Tiger, Dog, Ox, Hare, Tiger. Kakashi formed the seals furiously, took a deep breath and exhaled several balls of fire.

"Katon: Hōsenka no Jutsu!"

Ron was quivering, kunai raised in a feeble manner. His arm was shaking, and he wouldn't dare move. Spiders! Spiders were everywhere! He slashed at them frantically as his lower lip quivered and he screamed as an Acromantula leapt at him, jaws bared and fangs dripping with poison. Fearful, Ron lashed out with the kunai, accidentally cutting his hand on the edge the guard warned them about. By sheer dumb luck, he managed to hit the Acromantula straight in the head, and the creature screeched as it retreated, two eyes blinded with a clumsy cut to the head.

Ron blinked. "Blimey, Harry! Look what I did!" He smiled lopsidedly, brandishing his kunai like he actually knew how to use it. It seemed that he was on an adrenaline rush now; he lashed out at the spiders without any fear.

Hermione, on the other hand was screaming out spells, pointing her wand at the shifting black hairy forms. The kunai was in her hand too, and she clumsily slashed at anything that neared. There was a near miss, but the guard had it covered, the flaming orange ball hitting the Acromantula's jaws and melting the hard outer layer in a burst of light.

Harry was, by far the one coping best. He seemed to know how to handle the kunai well, and he cast spells at anything far enough. He was also the one who suffered few scratches among them, aside from the guard who was untouchable.

The guard did seal after seal, Jutsu after Jutsu. He was getting tired too, he knew that. So in an attempt to save chakra, he whipped out his wand and began casting spells. The spiders were too many, though and soon even the guard seemed to be too tired to even cast another Jutsu of his, otherwise he would faint from chakra overuse. The Acromantulas themselves were few now, and they cautiously approached the four with the intent of revenge very, very clear.

At that moment, the sound of hooves filled the clearing, and what seemed to be man-horses leapt in, wielding primitive looking swords, some wielding daggers, and yet some more are using bows. The guard appeared mildly surprised as the man-horses drove the Acromantulas away.

One centaur, Harry knew him to be Ronan, approached the guard, pointing his sword at him. The razor sharp blade shone in the moonlight, but the guard never flinched. The other centaurs were sorting through the Acromantulas' corpses, tipping their arrows or swords in poison. Ron and Hermione joined them.

"We do not trust those who cover their face in these woods. Take off your mask." Ronan commanded, tracing the edges of the mask with his sword.

Kakashi didn't flinch. He was on orders. He was never to take off his mask during missions. A man glued to a horse's body will not make him change his mind. Kakashi gave a stubborn shake of his head. At that moment, Ronan's sword cut the thin thread keeping his mask on his face and reaching down, yanked his black mask downward. Kakashi was scowling at him, left eye closed. The long jagged scar over his left eye seemed to twitch as his eyelid fluttered.

The Sharingan eye was closed, and the man-horse seemed displeased. "Open your eye." He commanded, pointing the sword at him again. "Do it."

Seeing as he had no other choice, Kakashi opened the Sharingan, letting the man-horse stare deep into its hypnotic depths. Ronan's eyes glazed for a bit, and then a clear sound of a silver bell rung in the dark. Ron had found one of the three bells. The Sharingan closed, and Ronan soon let them go. They reached a small clearing where they made camp again.

Harry stared at his closed left eye in shock for a moment before sputtering out. "W-wolf, what…what…happened to your eye?"

The guard shrugged and said. "As I said, I got this eye from my best friend who died trying to protect me."

Harry shouted in indignation. "But eyes like that aren't normal! Do you expect me to believe that you got your eye from a human?"

Kakashi glared at him. "I did. This type of eye has been bred into my friend's family for generations. You three," He gestured to them. "Are not going to speak of this to anyone else. I will not be held responsible for the death of his family because you people assume the worst of anyone who has unusual characteristics."

Harry looked slightly embarrassed. Ron nodded for once understanding the guard all too well. Hermione looked quite interested. She clearly wanted to ask more but the guard didn't look too willing to talk to her.

Hermione couldn't resist it, and she blurted out rudely. 'Does that mean your friend was a magical creature, or is he some sort of created human?"

"My friend was a normal human, expect for these eyes." He touched his left eye. "It's a characteristic bred into their bloodline. I don't know exactly where the first of his family got it. I only know its there, and you are not going to talk about this again."

Ron piped out. "Can you see anything through it?"

Kakashi blinked. "Yes I can, except it hurts when its exposed to light too long because its not my natural eye."

Harry coughed and spoke. "Can you at least tell us who are you, or what are you?"

Kakashi hit his forehead with his palm. Gah, these gaki would never give up!

So he finally consented and told them the seriously censored version. The one with the pitiful looking excuse such as 'I'm from a community of magic users who hire themselves out as bodyguards…'

At the end of his short and pathetic speech, Harry nodded in understanding, though with the remnants of suspicion still in his eyes. "So that was why you were hired by Dumbledore?"

Kakashi gave a nod. "Yes."

Ron looked relieved to know he was in the hands of a professional, while Hermione was trying to fit this little piece into the puzzle that was their guard.