Fragmenta Glacialis: a Ciel X Sebastian

The Winter War...

Narrator's POV

Vincent Phantomhive and Elizabeth Midford rushed out of the forest and into the village.

It was early morning and judging by the ringing of the church bells, Vincent knew the holy word was being taught.

Opening the door into the church, he found the entirety of Funtom's small population already present including his wife.

Going up to the dais, Vincent spoke, "Forgive me for interrupting the good word, Father Landers, but I have urgent news that cannot wait until after service."

"Speak, my child." The priest replied, giving him room

Vincent looked to the townsfolk, "As some of you know, a few nights ago my son was bewitched and ran into the woods. He is alive but he is being held hostage by a devil wearing a king's clothing, hoarding the wealth of a dragon."

The people of the twin began whispering.

Father Landers spoke, "If what you say is true and a devil is living among us it is our holy duty to cleanse the Lord's forest of this evil."

In snarky, the townsfolk became engorged by the thought of pleasing God and began to grab weapons from their homes.

Anyone who did not have weapons grabbed pitchforks and other farming equipment and followed Vincent and Elizabeth into the woods, leaving the women and children behind.

While the walked through the woods, Lizzy leaned towards her uncle and whispered, "Why did you tell them the Snow King was rich, we did not see anything besides ice and snow in his realm?"

"A little white lie is necessary, you do want to save Ciel do you not?" Vincent replied

"Of course I do!" The blonde replied, offended he thought otherwise

"Then we must get them to help us by saying anything we must." He whispered

***

The King of Ice and Snow knew instantly when the makeshift army entered his realm.

He lead his darling pregnant Prince down to basement of his palace, hiding him away in the most secure room.

After locking Ciel in it, he conjured a dozen giant soldiers of ice outside the door to protect his mirror should anyone enter the castle.

He did not leave Ciel unarmed, he was given a special blade should someone manage to break through.

Now that his beloved could not see him, the half demon let his nature slip out, getting rid of his pleasant human form to become more demonic.

His nails grew longer and sharper than a razor blade, his teeth meeting a similar fate.

His fox cloak was tossed aside with his crown, leaving him nearly nude in his black shorts and thin blue robe.

Because he had absolute control of his realm, it took mere moments for him to appear behind the 'army'.

Magically drawing the Eclipse Blade out of the air, his claws wrapping around the hilt, the Champion of Winter spring into action.

***

The humans, armed with everything they had, were still woefully unprepared for the devil they were hunting.

Within seconds they were surrounded by a dozen monsters of snow and ice.

Try as they might to attack, trying to use their torches to melt the beasts, nothing worked.

The most anyone got was chipping one of the winter soldiers with an axe.

While all the men were distracted fighting, the only female present made a mad dash for the palace.

***

Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford panted heavily as she ran through the snow, wielding only a small blade to protect herself.

Running through the halls of the ice castle, occasionally slipping on the slippery surface, she screamed out Ciel's name constantly.

Like an absolute warrior queen of legend, Lizzy took down several ice soldiers in her path, her fury melting them more than any fire ever could.

Finally, she kicked open the door of where Ciel was hidden.

There she was greeted with the sight of her cousin saying in bed reading a book.

"Ciel, we need to go now." Lizzy exclaimed, not bothering with a greeting

Slowly, the younger boy looked up at her, "Elizabeth? What are you doing here? Master sent you snd father away."

"We came back for you, Uncle Vincent got the entire town to help us, they have the Ice King and his monsters distracted, I came to rescue you." The emerald eyed girl explained

Ciel's head tilted in confusion, "But I do not need to be saved, I am happy here. There is nothing I want more than to be my master's mirror and have his heir."

Elizabeth watched in shock as the blunette placed a hand on his stomach.

"No, no." Lizzy replied, shaking her head in disbelief, "He has you under some sort of spell, Father Landers and Aunt Ann can fix you when we get home."

"There is nothing to fix, Lizzy." Ciel insisted, "I love him."

"You are bewitched, the devil possesses you and is forcing you to birth the Antichrist." Elizabeth muttered

Pulling the blade Sebastian had given him out of its hiding place in his sleeve, Ciel stabbed her with it.

But, the blade did not cause a wound, instead dissolving into a bunch of snowflakes entering her heart and brain.

The Ice Prince watched as Lizzy's golden blonde hair bleached into a platinum blonde that bordered silver, her emerald eyes lightened to a teal and a subtle snowflake appeared in her pupil.

Her pink woolen gown turned into a white silk maid dress, her white wool stockings turned into a sheer fabric but remained the same color, her woolen cap became a mob hat of the same color and fabric as her stockings.

Lizzy's black leather boots simply changed color into a pale blue and her apron changed into the same color, though now it was also detailed with the same snowflake shaped lace as most of Ciel's gowns.

Finally, just like Ciel, her fingertips and toes turned into ice with the flesh around it looking frostbitten, her lips looked just as frostbitten and her cheeks rosy.

Elizabeth now looked like a maid fit for a Snow Prince, which is what she was now.

Not only was her appearance changed, her mind had gone through changes as well.

Her entire existence was to serve his Mistress and Master, she would gladly lay down her life for them and serve them faithfully for her entire life.

She would even kill her family with glee if she needed to, anything her King and Prince required of her.

Elizabeth Midford, the baker's daughter, was gone; Lizzy the Maid was here to stay.

"What are my orders, mistress?" The icy maid asked, curtsying...