Hello, so uhm...this is my first fiction. It might be crappy and I'm sorry in advance for any mistakes. I will accept criticism and what not. So, yeah my first fan-fiction. Black Butler with first and second season characters. Translations in the bottom. Wish me luck :)
Chapter One
To my Dear Boy,
I have received notice that there will be a new noble family moving here to London from Spain. I'm excited and a little worried if we are able to trust these Spaniards. I want you to throw a ball and invite the new nobles and welcome them. If you can, find as much information on them as possible and decide whether or not they can be trusted. I hope to hear from you soon.
Victoria.
P.S. They're the Avaline family and they have a daughter your age, please make her feel welcomed.
"Why is she making me do it? Why can't she just throw a royal ball of her own and invite the damn Spaniards?" the Earl sighed in anger. His butler suppressed his laugh at his master's reaction to Her Majesty's letter. Ciel Phantomhive was a little curious about this new noble family moving here to England from Spain. He reread the letter over and over trying to read between the lines. Perhaps this family is known for something else other than being noble. Perhaps they've done something in the Underworld of Spain. Ciel let out another sigh, dropping the letter to his desk and looked out the window of his study.
"Sebastian, I want you to start planning a ball for this 'Avaline' family. Be sure everything plays out perfectly. We'll throw the ball two weeks from today, understood?" the blue haired boy ordered the demonic butler.
Sebastian bowed to his young master, "Yes, my lord." He soon left his master, to start preparing for upcoming ball. He chuckled to himself as he made his way down the hall; he had a feeling that this is going to be quiet the adventure for him and his master.
"Señorita Cecilia, please-"
"I have made my decision, Fransisco. Inglaterra has many opportunities and I want to learn there. Please understand Fransisco." A young girl looked up at her mayordomo with pleading eyes. Her long dark brown hair was in a long braid that fell down her left shoulder. She wore a pastel green dress with a few ruffles and lace that fit her perfectly. Her deep hazel orbs framed by long lashes, stared up at her butlers pale blue ones. He was worried about his young lady master moving to England but he couldn't persuade her to stay in their beloved Spain. He let out a sigh and knelt down in front of his master. He closed his eyes for a second and opened them again; revealing his once pale blue eyes now a vibrant fuchsia.
"Mi princesa, please be careful. I've been having a bad feeling ever since you've decided you on the move." The butler held his young lady master in his arms. "If anything were to happen to you," he let out a sigh and held his master's right hand up. He carefully took off her white glove to reveal a blue pentagram. The mark: glowing a bright blue color and faded into her skin as he rubbed his thumb over it. The star's intricate design lit up the young girls face as she stared at the mark on her hand. She knew what it meant, but instead of sulking over the fact that she was demon's meal she decided to take pride in it. It was her choice. She chose to sign the contract with this demon and she wasn't going to let that scare her.
She took her butler's left hand taking off his white glove as well. She intertwined their fingers holding his large hand in her small one. He smiled and gave his master's hand a squeeze.
"You promised to stay by my side…Fransisco." she held his hand and looked him in his glowing pink eyes.
He let out a small chuckle, "I remember when you gave me that name, mi princesa, it was very clever of you…Cecilia…Elita…Del la Rosa…Divina…Cadence…..Alejandra….Avaline." he stood up as he recited his master's full name. He loved her long, beautiful name. He would repeat it in his head many times.
His master giggled at the memory of their first encounter. She had titled him as her savior from those dark times of hers, "Fransisco Grato… that's ironic." She giggled again. Grato meant the one recognized by God. With him being a demon of course it was ironic for him. She let go of Fransisco's hand and replaced her glove as did Fransisco.
"Fransisco, please ready the carriages and load the luggage. We will be leaving soon." She ordered her butler.
He bowed deeply to his lady master, "Si, mi princesa." He exclaimed with that kind soothing voice that was devoted to his master.
She smiled at her butler and nodded. Turning and leaving him to his chores. She walked to her bedroom where she finished her packing and sat in her bed looking around her room. It looked so empty. All of her little nick-nacks where packed in boxes and loaded into the carriages. The only thing left was the bed in the barren room. She was going to miss Spain, it was and always will be her home land. She never really had a family. Cecilia was an orphan living on the streets for almost her whole life. Only recently did she climb her way to nobility in the social class. All those years, she has been through many dark and horrible things, until Fransisco came to her rescue. Once she made a contract with him, her goal was to be known for her love and talents for the arts and to entertain. Currently she owns three international circuses, a few in Europe and the owns an array of different types of restaurants almost all around the world. She owns many opera houses world-wide, and has over twenty orchestras where she write the music and showcases many different styles of music. She writes plays, songs, books, and is a master in the culinary arts. Yet, what the public and people all around the world don't know is that behind all the titles and grand pride of the 'Avaline family' is that it's just her. She is the only Avaline. She had no mother or father or brother or sister to help or guide her. She is the sole founder of the La Rosa Divina entertainment corporation. She is only fourteen year old and no one knows that she is the head of the Avaline family. One of the many reasons Fransisco takes so much pride in his master.
Cecilia Elita Del la Rosa Divina Cadence Alejandra Avaline.
Cecilia stood up from her bed. She went down stairs to the main entrance of the manor, walking outside where she was met with her loyal servants loading their belongings into the carriages.
"Ah, Señorita Cecilia!" exclaimed one of the three maids. As far as Cecilia knew the three were related by blood but wasn't quite sure of the relationships between all of them. The other six servants stopped what they were doing and bowed or curtsied at their young lady master.
"Buenas tardes a todos!" Cecilia waved at her beloved servants.
"Buanas tardes!" they all said in unison. Three maids, two chefs and two gardeners; that's who works for the Avaline family. Jupita is the eldest of the three maids, with long black hair and green eyes. She is quieter than the others and hardworking but really cares about those around her. Juno is the second oldest and is out going and sometimes demanding, she likes putting herself in the center. She is a short haired blonde with brown eyes. Junee, the youngest, is a calm and happy soul, she isn't afraid to show that she cares but is shy around others she doesn't know and would hide behind Jupita. Her hair is long and light brown, her eyes are a pale grey. Those are the three maids Cecilia loved, they are like her big sisters.
Bibiano is one of the chefs in the house and is younger than Fransisco and very short, they call him Bibi because of his height. He has short black hair and kind brown eyes with that small mustache he puts so much pride in. He is a great cook but has a short fuse and is very stubborn at times, but he cares about his friends as well. The second chef is Bibiano's little brother Nico. The young boy's love for food is one of the reasons he is loved. Also the fact that he is absolutely adorable. His black hair is slightly longer than Bibi's and his eyes are a lighter shade of brown. Corazana and Cortez are the gardeners and are brother and sister. They are very similar in personality and appearance but they are not twins. Both having short, bobbed, black hair and green eyes, although Corazana is the one who has a few freckles here and there on her face. They both love to make people laugh and always look for the good things in people. Cecilia loves them for that and is very thankful that she has them with her.
These are the Avaline servants; hand chosen by Cecilia and Fransisco themselves. They all have a certain set of skills that is required to be an Avaline servant. They've all sworn their allegiances, loyalty and lives in order to serve Senorita Cecilia Elita Del la Rosa Divina Cadence Alejandra Avaline.
Cecilia smiled at her servants as they finished up loading the carriages and made sure everything was in check. She looked back at the manor she was moving out of. It looked so empty and plain, like the first time she saw it, when Fransisco rescued her. She let out a sigh of happiness and nervousness. She felt a hand on her shoulder that made her look away from the empty manor.
"Are you ready, señorita?" Fransisco asked bending over to be eye level with Cecilia. She gave a curt nod and took a deep breath taking his hand as he guided her and helped her up into the carriage. She looked out at the small land that she was now letting go.
"Pequeño!" called out Junee and Corazana. Just then a white and brown, Ibizan hound came running from one of the barns and jumped into the carriage the servants were taking. Pequeño is, you could say, another servant. He guarded the grounds and helped retrieve items or tools when needed. They all called him Pequey. They never really bought the hound they just found him in the barn one night wounded and hurt. So, they nursed him back to health and planned to release him but he didn't want to leave, eventually they kept him and named him Pequeño, because he was so small and thin when they found him.
"Is everyone ready? Adios mi casita!" Cecilia waved goodbye at the manor as the carriages started moving. The servants mimicked their master and also waved goodbye.
"Adios!" they all said in unison followed by a howl from Pequey. Cecilia smiled and sat in her seat looking out the window as the scenery passed by. They would have to take the carriage to the Spanish docks and catch a ferry to England. Once there, they will take a train to the city of London, where they will take a break there. Finally the will go to the new and already furnished manor in the outskirts of London, thanks to Fransisco's demonic skills, they will unpack and have three days off just to get used to the English life style. It all should take about a week and a half, but it will all be worth it.
Cecilia stared at the shrinking form of her old home. Adios mi España, she thought to herself, Hello my England.
Translations:
Senorita- Miss or lady
Pequeno- small or little
Mi princesa- My princess
Mayodromo- butler
Espana- pretty sure you ca figure that one out Spain
Inglaterra- England
and I think that's it but if there is anything else just ask in the comments.
Anyway hope you liked it and like er... review please. thank you for actually taking some of your time to read this! :)
~Tomiko Hinamori
