Narrator's POV

Sirens were not the creatures everyone thought them to be.

While they did thrive in the water, they thrives just as much —if not more— on land.

They were not mermaids, most of them would never call the ocean home.

But what the folktales had true was one things: sirens had lovely voices.

Centuries ago before creatures and humans got along, sirens were known to lure sailors into the sea to mate with them before eating them.

In the modern era where everyone mostly worked together, sirens were feared.

They were the rarest creature and they could be found one of two places: on the arm of the rich and/or famous or on the arm of the most notorious killers.

Nothing was more attractive to a siren that power and bloodlust, though it seemed nowadays it tended to mostly be the former.

But, to be safe, all of the world's governments had a watchlist of all known sirens to make sure they did not end up with a killer.

***

Sitting in a Co-Creature Group Home in London, Ciel Phantomhive hummed a bit as he stared out his bedroom window.

He loved singing but he never got to do it without revealing his secret.

Hearing the door to his bedroom open, he turned to see his best friend and roommate: Alois.

Alois Trancy was a fae, a creature known for mild magical powers and mischievous attitudes.

Said blond was also one of the three people who knew he was a siren.

"Hey." Ciel greeted, giving his friend a smile, "How did your 'extra credit' go?"

Alois giggled, "I think it went well, Professor Faustus was very pleased with how I can use my hands...helping him grade papers of course."

"Of course." Ciel laughed, "Did he tell you what chapter the pop quiz was supposed to be in? I don't feel like reading all three he assigned."

"Always so practical, always thinking about homework." Alois sighed, "But yeah, he said it is mostly about the second half of chapter twelve."

"Nice." Ciel replied, opening his history textbook to that chapter

Alois sighed playfully, "Sometimes I think you are only my friend so I can get you teacher secrets."

"Well how else was I suppose to get my grade pulled up from an 87 to 95 without your expertise with Faustus after I bombed that project?" Ciel laughed

They both knew t he other was messing around, they had been best friends ever since they were made roommates at age five, about eleven years ago.

Now, they were both sixteen and they agreed on practically everything: including their interest in older men.

Alois had set his sights on Professor Faustus who was a vampire, the blond loved his dark aura and authoritative personality.

Ciel did not see what made it so attractive, personally, but he understood the appeal.

No, what he wanted was different.

Like almost every siren that came before him, he wanted a powerful man.

But unlike most other living sirens, Ciel wanted a killer or someone he could shape into a killer and he would not settle for less.

***

The following morning, Ciel and Alois got dressed for school.

Weston High was pretty strict on its dress code: white button-ups, navy blue blazers, grey and royal blue plaid tie and black leather shoes.

The only real customizable part of it was the bottoms, either navy blue slacks or grey and royal blue plaid pleated skirt with white stockings.

Both boys were proud crossdressers so they went with the latter option.

Ciel was a rather mild crossdresser compared to Alois who completed his look with a bit of makeup Claude had bought him.

Though —like everyday— the slightly older boy insisted he wear some pale pink lipstick to pull the look together, so he did.

Once dressed, they went downstairs to the dining room to eat with the rest of the orphans.

The pair sat in their usual seats beside their other besties: Elizabeth Midford and Sieglinde Sullivan.

Lizzy was taller than both of them by several inches, but her cotton candy pink horn on the center of her forehead made her look even taller than she was.

She was not part horse like a centaur —hardly any unicorns were anymore after so much breeding with humans— the only horse-like aspects she had was her horn, mild magic and tail as well as her love for apples and sugar cubes —but that was mostly a joke she had with her friends.

Her golden blonde hair were in their usually curly pigtails —and her tail was just as curly— the curls were dip-dyed the same pink as her horn.

And of course, she was dressed identically as them.

Beside Lizzy was her girlfriend and roommate, Sieglinde.

Sieglinde was a witch and had lived in the orphanage longer than the others in their friend group.

When she was an infant, her coven was attacked and killed by witch hunters and she had been the only survivor, but her feet had been deformed during the attack so she was wheelchair bound.

Besides sirens, witches were teh group that faced a lot of prejudice because of all the human stories and slander.

The much smaller girl —barely taller than Ciel— had black hair styled into horns and was dressed identically as them.

Soon, the orphanage matron walked into the dining room carrying a tray of food.

Grell Spears set the tray of food on the center of the table.

Madam Spears was a selkie with long red hair, green eyes, and was never seen without her crimson selkie coat or red glasses.

On the tray was a bowl of fruit and a platter of pastries.

Walking into the room was Mister Spears.

William was a human, he had brown hair and the same yellow green eyes as his wife.

He was also carrying a tray of food, this one holding tubs of bacon, scrambled eggs and fried potatoes.

All of the ten kids in the group home began to pile their plates high with food...