LETHAL - E.UNWIN

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Nathalia and Eggsy leave the Kingman tailor shop, hand in hand.

"Eggy!"

The couple turns to be faced with a hooded figure.

"Mind if I share your cab?"

Nathalia squints as her glasses scan the man's face.

"Charlie?!" Eggsy asks in disbelief.

Eggsy is quick to push Nathalia behind him when Charlie pulls a gun from his pocket.

"It's ironic, isn't it?" Charlie asks. "You look like a gentleman; I look like a pleb"

"Well, the inside always ends up reflecting on the outside," Nathalia says, raising her gun at Charlie as she steps from behind Eggsy.

"If I was you, I'd unlock your cab," Charlie says.

Nathalia's eyes move to the two vehicles that were slowly driving down the street before they focus on Charlie again.

"Put the gun down Nathalia," Charlie says and the woman places it back in her hidden holster before raising her hands.

Charlie roughly grabs the back of her neck, holding the gun to the back of her head as Eggsy climbs into the cab first before nodding at Nathalia.

Nathalia quickly reaches behind her and grabs Charlie's hand that was holding the gun, twisting it around before using the leverage to swing over him. She lands on her feet before slamming her foot into the base of his back, sending him into an awaiting Eggsy.

Nathalia quickly climbs in the taxi and slams the door shut. She quickly climbs onto Charlie's back, pressing her knee into his shoulder blades which keeps him from moving.

"Pete get us out of here!" Eggsy shouts.

Pete nods before slamming his foot down, sending the taxi tearing down the road.

Charlie slams his head back, connecting with Nathalia's chest which causes her to lose her balance.

Eggsy punches Charlie as Nathalia tries to wrestle the gun from his grip.

The backseat of the taxi was carnage with gunshots ringing and fists flying.

Nathalia presses on her ring before jamming it into Charlie's neck.

"You think that shit is going to work this time?" Charlie asks. "You're out of your depth"

"Good thing I'm a strong swimmer," Nathalia mutters, drawing her hand back before slamming the heel of her palm against Charlie's nose.

Eggsy opens the door, and he holds Charlie out as Nathalia grabs the gun and tucks it in her waistband.

A metallic scraping draws Nathalia's attention and she turns to see a metal hand scraping along the floor.

"What in the Marvel-?" Nathalia mutters.

Eggsy kicks a spot on the cab which reveals a gun which he begins to fire at Charlie. But much to the pair's surprise, Charlie's hand deflects the bullets before he grabs and twists the gun, twisting Eggsy's arm.

Before Nathalia could blink, Charlie had Eggsy hanging out of the taxi, his head dangerously close to the road.

Nathalia crouches on the seat before grabbing Charlie's hood, twisting it tightly so it cuts the air supply off. Charlie's metal hand reaches back to try and grab Nathalia, but she moves and yanks his hood tighter, allowing Eggsy to kick him in the crotch.

The next few minutes were a blur and Nathalia found herself stood on top of the cab, shooting at the three cars that were tailing them.

"A little help darling?!"