This is my first Kuroshitjui fanfiction, I've just finished the anime, and I am starting the manga, so please review and tell me where I need to improve my characters and how you think I could improve the story in general.
The Queen's Guard dog meets the Freeland
Ciel Phantomhive owner of the Funtom Company and head of the Phantomhive family. He is an Earl and he is known to the whole of the empire as the Queen's Guard dog, but when one pictures this boy you imagine a fully grown man gruff and intelligent, suave and charismatic... well not to say he is not intelligent or charismatic, but he is not a man nor would he be considered gruff. Ciel Phantomhive is but of age fourteen, his parents were killed in a fire, and he was abducted by a cult, and on the verge of death he summons a mysterious man whom would be known as Sebastian Michaels and he would become Ciel's butler, one hell of one at that.
Our scene is set in the year 1889, early spring at a very calm time in the Earl's life... well not for long. Sebastian walked in a white cloth over his black attire a silver platter holding up the morning breakfast a tea set made of elegant china and a white letter with the queen's royal seal. "Good morning to you my lord, for breakfast this morning we have light coffee with a side of toast and a condiment of your choice, as well as a nice slice of ham finely flied." He set the plate down his red eyes and pale face smiling. Ciel looked up at the butler, "What is the meaning of this? I do not want this American style rubbish!" He said with a cold stair at the food. Sebastian then pulled out a letter stamped with the queen's royal seal, "I believe this will explain young master." he handed it to Ciel.
Ciel opened the casing that held the letter he looked with his one dark blue eye down to the words, "Dear Earl Phantomhive, I wish to request you go over to the Americas in particular the state of Massachusetts, it would seem that a Duke of ours has been murdered by some extremist nationalist in the state and the murder has fallen under our jurisdiction, however in order to prevent a national incident I would request that you be sent instead of the yard. Sincerely her Royal highness, Queen Victoria."
Ciel frowned at the letter than sighed, "Very well if I must, Sebastian request us some tickets to a boat heading to the nearest American port city and while you're at it bring me a proper breakfast." he pushed the silver platter slightly towards the butler who bowed and did as he was told. Ciel looked down to his paper work, "Of all places to be sent to investigate the murder of nobility it would be America."
Once Ciel had finished his 'proper' English breakfast he went outside to find the carriage with Baldory, Mey-Rin, and Finnian all at the driver's seat smiling, "So heading to the Americas eh young master?" shouted Baldory. Ciel simply nodded just now putting on his black and dark blue top hat. Sebastian was standing by the door of the carriage holding it open politely waiting as Ciel walked into it which he followed suit. The trio at the driver's seat simply shrugged and drove on toward the port of London.
The ride there was oddly quiet, but Sebastian broke the silence, "Young master might I ask what you think the motive of the murder is?" Ciel rolled his eyes, "its quiet obvious isn't it? We are talking about Massachusetts after all, Boston was where the insurrection first began so of course it begs to reason people there are still anti-British, so being able to kill someone of high rank would 'send a message' to the people of the isle." Sebastian just smiled and shrugged, "A sound conclusion my lord."
Once they got there and onto the boat a man stopped him, "Hey boy, I don't think it would be safe for you to be going to the states; I mean the duke of Cornwall was murdered there so I hear." Ciel waved the man off and got on the boat regardless Sebastian following behind.
About half way through the boat ride in the middle of the Atlantic a man ran out to the middle of the deck of the ship and fired a gun, "Alright all the rich folk come out and no one gets hurt!" He grabs the nearest person near him who just happened to be Ciel, and pointed a gun to his head. Ciel looked at the man rolling his eyes and spoke, "Sebastian get rid of this man that is an order." Sebastian appeared behind the man picking him up by the back of his collar, "Sir I would ask for you to refrain from touching my master." the man managed to rip his shirt and get back on the ground shot at Sebastian who just side stepped it reappearing next to him grabbing his head walking to the railing and dropping him off the side of the ship into the salty ocean water, "Please do enjoy your swim and do not come back."
The rest of the ride was quiet, majority of people staying away from Sebastian however some asking where Ciel had found him to which they got in return was silence.
The shipped docked in port at Portsmouth, Virginia. Ciel and his butler stepped off the boat Ciel looked at the sign for the name of the town and gapped, "Portsmouth... Virginia! I wanted to go to Boston, Massachusetts! There must have been a mistake with the navigation!" Sebastian then walks up to him, "Sir if I may, you never checked where the ship was chartered for, and I didn't stop you because I assumed you would prefer to take the long way." He said with a 'devilish' smile.
An American was leaning on the corner of the port house he was wearing a typical rancher dress with a brown hat he looked over to the people getting off the boat and then he saw a tall man wearing a butler's get up with a pale face and... red eyes? He nodded his head towards the man and another person came from no where, wearing a black duster and hat, he had orangish eyes, "Hmmm perhaps." he said to the man in the rancher out fit, who replied, "Follow them." a redish glow came from his back and the man with the black duster's eyes glowed red then returned to normal and nodded, "Yes sir." He then began to follow the two strange people.
Ciel sighed, "I guess we'll just have to get fair through the states, how dreadful." he started to walk towards the center of town the sun was setting and day quickly became night, Sebastian spoke, "Perhapse before we leave town we should rest for the night?" Ciel nodded and they took room in a hotel. Sebastian stood outside the room and then looked to his right noticing the man in the duster, the man spoke, "So 'butler' what's your buisness in Portsmouth?" Sebastian smiled, "Well sir I am not at lib-" the man with the duster was in front of him pinning Sebastian to the wall, "I'll ask again why are you here?" Sebastian kicked the man back, "You would like to know wouldn't you 'demon'?" The man in the duster laughed, "Rough words comming from one of the same kind." the two staired each other down than the man with the duster left, Sebasitan sighed, "What queer people Americans are, even the demons of this land are that way."
(1) queer as in strange.
