~Experiments~

Morning came faster than he would have liked. He was so rudely awoken by the stinging bright light above his head. He groaned and rubbed his burning eyes and then stood. A woman walked in quietly with not much of an expression. She had lavender colors. Her hair, her dress.

"Hello Alexander. My name is Hannah Annafellows. I will be your nurse as well as your caretaker." She said as she walked to him quietly and pulled out some light blue colored clothes from the drawer in the nightstand. A pair of simple sweat pants and a loose T-shirt. He got dressed with her help and then put on some white slippers. Ciel couldn't believe he was being dressed in such attire. Like an inpatient at a mental hospital. He followed her out and was greeted by Claude. Again his name ringing in his head. He really seemed familiar. Perhaps it was simply his aura and not his name. He knew for a fact he had never met the man, but he had this familiarity to him.

"Doctor.." Ciel greeted simply and gained a half smile from Claude.

"Good morning Alexander. Please follow me." Claude answered in a soft voice, Ciel followed him, and was in turn, followed by Hannah. He was led into a room with four other doctor looking people, all wearing the same white coat.

"You must understand that anything we do, is all for the good of humanity. Understood?" He finished before Ciel was suddenly grabbed and put on the cold metal table, the sudden ice like surface made him gasp and arch his back.

"What is the meaning of this?! Unhand me this moment! I am Ci...uh...Alexander Morris! What right have you to treat me in such an atrocious manor?!" Ciel wailed and Claude was surprised by his style of speech.

"Just relax. We are going to make you more powerful than you could ever hope to be." With that he felt the cold cloth of an alcohol wipe swipe his arm and then the sharp sting of a needle slide under his skin. He winced and kicked his legs and writhed as much as possible, but it only lasted so long. He felt his body slowing against his will, his over exhausted muscles that shouldn't have been such started going limp.

"W..what is happening..." Ciel muttered trying to keep the fog out of his head.

"Let go and sleep..empty your mind and sleep and you will wake up in your bed. It's better this way." Claude said dryly as he sighed, and Ciel felt the hands on him loosen.

"S...Seb...uh..mm.." Ciel tried his hardest to mutter the words but he couldn't get his mouth to do what he wanted.

"What's that?" Claude questioned as the boy continued to lose consciousness.

"Seba...s..t..." But it was too late, Ciel fell into a medicated slumber and the rest of the staff began their work.

"Hmm...I am bound to follow my orders." Sebastian muttered to himself as he sat beside Fred Abberline, who in turn stood beside Arthur Randall. Scotland Yard's police commissioner.

" Are you sure this was a good idea? I mean, he's just a kid. What if something happens?" Abberline said worriedly but Sebastian merely smiled and closed his eyes as he sipped his tea.

"There is no need to worry. I stand by young lord always. When the time is right, I will retrieve him." The butler said in a tiresome voice but non the less confident.

"Heh, you think you will be able to effectively get into the building, capture the staff, and free the prisoners as well as the Phantomhive boy all on your own?" Random jeered, he glared as he took a swig of his coffee. Sebastian didn't like this man, nor his attitude.

"But of course, if I couldn't do that much, what sort of butler would I be?" Sebastian teased as he stood, the real Alex Morris had been returned safely to his father and mother as well as little sister. He had thankfully been saved before an experimenting had taken place. As for James, the man to deliver Alex in the first place, he was already on his way to prison as they spoke.

"Hmph.." Randall huffed as he exited the room, Sebastian's wine like eyes followed him out.

Ciel woke to the sound of loud chatter and cry's as well as screams and rants. Obviously the other captives around him were up for the day, and were making Ciel's head spin with their noise. He stood up from his bed but his whole body ached. He winced and huffed in pain, looking at his poor body. His arms bore numerous needle injection site bruises and band-aids. The lower part of his legs had different injection wounds as well. Ciel tried to stretch but it hurt too much, he had an overwhelming stiffness to him.

His head screamed inside with pain and he couldn't help but whimper a little. His door was opened just then and Hannah walked in. Ciel instinctively jumped back onto his bed and barred his teeth at her.

"Get back!" He shouted evilly. " Don't you touch me!"

Hannah looked abnormally sad for the one that was doing this to him.

"I'm sorry, but please. I must take you to the cafeteria so you can eat breakfast."

Ciel sighed and got down, following her out. Once in the cafeteria which was hardly that, more like a tiny room with a few small collapsible tables and chairs with no windows, and a tiny little cart with brown paper bags with numbers on them. Hannah handed Ciel the one with number 9 written in marker sloppily. He took it and sat down at the table, inside the bag was a peanut butter sandwich, a apple and a very small box juice. Ciel sighed feeling very degraded. He had gone from his multiple course meals that Sebastian made perfectly along with sweets and his favorite tea's on silver platters to this. He sat next to a blonde haired boy who was seemingly extremely happy with his meal. It annoyed him that this kid thought that all of this was just sugar and lolly pops. The boy leaned over and smiled at Ciel.

"Hehe, are you going to eat that?" The boy asked gesturing to the young Earls sandwich. Ciel simply shook his head slowly without much effort and tossed it to the other boy. Ciel did however, begin eating his apple.

"I'm Alois ^^ hehehe.." The blonde said in a chipper tone. Ciel could only take so much of this.

" Nice to meet you, I'm Alexander." Ciel said before getting up and tossing his bag into the trash can and walking out of the room, but as he did he was escorted by Hannah and another assistant whom he did not recognize, the boy didn't like the feeling he was getting from this. He decided to walk a little faster. Then he happened to see Claude as he walked by one of the other halls. Ciel didn't take a second to breathe, he bolted after him, grabbing him by the coat and hiding behind him before Hannah and the stranger could grab him.

"Tell me what the point is of us being here! I demand to know!" Ciel bellowed in an authoritative voice. Claude slightly smirked but only just. He glowered down at the boy.

"I won't allow disobedience." The taller of the two said, his eyes burned gold and seemed to shimmer behind his lenses. Ciel was taken back to the horrible room where the terror would begin. Ciel tried to be as much of a man as he could but he was shaking, right before they helped him up on the table the small teenager grabbed a surgical knife off of the counter top and stabbed it into one of the assistants chests. As fast as he could he made a break for it, only to be grabbed by a pair of strong arms and slammed onto the icy metal table.

"No! No! No! No!" Ciel struggled. This wasn't going as planned. It was time to call Sebastian. Claude through a rag over his mouth and after one short inhale he felt his body give up. Losing consciousness again. Claude removed it and the drugged boy just laid there limp and prepared for the poking and prodding. "Sebastian..I...order you...come..."Was all Ciel managed to get out before he again lost consciousness.

His dream was wild. Trapped in a dark space, a dark world. Nothing around. Just him, he felt like he was suffocating and all he could do was think of Sebastian. How he needed Sebastian. As he wriggled and writhed to breathe within his dream in the darkness, he broke into a run, and as fast as he could he dashed to try and escape his death. Suddenly it was as though the ground evaporated and he fell, the sensation was as if he were falling through water, slowly drowning, unable to swim. Then he saw it, a pair of white-gloved hands reaching gracefully to him. Ciel grabbed onto those hands but he looked up and saw that they belonged to Sebastian, but he had a menacing smirk. The boy tried to scream but the sound wouldn't come. Sebastian's smile became sympathetic and he pulled the boy to himself, and as soon as he did, Ciel could breath again, choking and gagging trying to gasp for air. Tears streaming down his face as he allowed the butler to pick him up. At that moment the child Phantomhive's eyes shot open. He tried to jump up but found himself strapped to the cold metal surface. His body again ached all over, especially in the nooks of his elbows, where he assumed he'd been injected again with their poisons. His voice was raspy from his screams.