A few days past since the Phantomhive manor received the queens latest orders. Ceil didn't like the fact that he had to play host for a stranger let alone an American one.
"My lord it's time to go pick up the marshal and his associate." Sebastian said.
"Ugh! Fine... I still don't see why the queen insisted on me playing host for this Martinez fellow. I don't see why she couldn't just put him an in an inn." Ceil complained.
"The queen didn't say exactly why only that due to the marshals health he has no choice but to stay in the country for this man hunt." Explained Sebastian.
"So they sent a man in poor health to hunt someone down? That's preposterous!" Ceil shouted.
"The letter said that Martinez's success rate was impeccable. Not one escape on his watch." Said Sebastian.
"Hmmm... What kind of a name is Martinez for an American anyway? It sounds like he should be from Spain not Baltimore." Said Ceil.
"The letter said he is of Central American descent." Said Sebastian. "He comes from a long line of marksmen dating back to the conquistadors of his families homeland."
"Conquistadors aye?" Inquired Ceil. "Sebastian can you make the carriage go faster I want to get this over with as soon as possible." He said.
There was a plethora of foot traffic and unfamiliar faces at the port of London. They had brought a sight with the names of the two marshals written on them so that they would be easy to find. They stood around for twenty minutes until they heard a familiar voice.
"Hello Bassey my darling!" Shouted Grell sporting his usual red coat.
"Grell please leave, I don't want my masters new guest to be put off by his... Uhhh... Associates." Sebastian said.
"Oh really let me see that sign." Said Grell as he took the sign. "Hmmm.... Jaclyn over here I found them!" He shouted waving to a woman wearing a black dress with red trim.
The young lord and butler were surprised to see the woman who was accompanying Grell.
"Hello." She said with an American accent. "You must be Ceil Phantomhive." She said with a hand extended to him.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"Jaclyn Maria Martinez at your service." She bowed.
"Otherwise know as J.M. Martinez. Hehe." Giggled Grell.
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The Reapers new Master: a Black Butler Fan Fiction
FanfictionGrell Sutcliff the reaper hasn't been in London pestering his precious Sebastian for a few months. Though its a great relief for the demon butler he can't help but feel concern. However he has to put his concerns aside for the Phantomhives future gu...
