𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬

Hamish opens the door, Alice walking infront, the trio standing up, "At ease." she positions infront of Roxy, Eggsy and a bloody Charlie who were watching the TV.

"So you thought you were done for the day?" Merlin hands them each a sheet. Guinevere not particularly excited for the next task, the evidence in her body languge and expression.

She observed the room, it looked exactly as it did a few years back, three beds with green posts on each side, two pull up bars for each of the candidates.

"A party?" Roxy questions, Alice now taking a few steps away, standing behind everyone

"In London, tonight." Merlin puts his hands in his pockets, watching Alice walk around the room.

Their voices become echoes in her head, she leans against on of the sinks, looking through the two-way mirror, wondering how both she and Eggsy had noticed it during training when it looked completely normal.

She knocks on the glass, a weak, hollow sound, not flat and dull. She smiles, no reason behind the smile. But she seemed happy with herself.

"Guinevere, let's go. They need to get changed." she nods, smiling at Eggsy and Roxy before leaving.

[]

Eggsy wakes up, tied to the railway. The moment of truth, Alice and Merlin were watching in the security cameras. This was the second to last test, she had faith in Eggsy, but will this be the first time he slips up and grasses someone up?

"Who the fuck are you?" a Kingsman agent walks towards him, holding a knife. He was posed as an enemy, he was the 'waiter' in the party, "Where am I?"

"This knife... can save your life, eh?" he smiles like a psychopath. The trains whistle blowing in the near distance.

"Fuck!" Eggsy immediately started to squirm, trying as hard as he could to pull on the ropes but the pulling only made it tighter on his wrists and ankles.

"My employer's got two questions for you, Eggsy: What the fuck is Kingsman, who is Harry Hart?" panic was all over Eggsy's face.

"I don't know who the fuck that is!" he yells, still trying to get out of the ropes. "Shit!" Alice smiles, looking at Merlin with pride. She knew, he wasn't going to rat them out.

"I just killed two of your friends for the same bullshit answer!"
"Fuck!" he kept yelling out to anyone who could hear, it made Alice feel bad, but at least he wouldn't actually get hurt. "Just cut the fucking ropes, please!"

"Hey, Eggsy! Kingsman worth dying for?" The train goes over the tracks, Eggsy yelling out a string of swears, until he opened his eyes, the trap door coming up from the gorund bars going back into place.

Harry smirked, now replacing the actor.
"Congratulations. Bloody well done." he looks around, no panicking any more, proud of himself.

"How'd the others do."

"Roxy passed with flying colors. Charlie is next, would you like to watch?" Eggsy smiles, nodding as Harry cuts him out of the ropes, taking him to the security room.

Alice smiles at him, they stand next to eachother, connecting their index fingers together so they wouldn't be seen holding hands. "Congrats, Bruv." she nods to him, Merlin looks over, approving of the informal message.

"Thanks, bruv." they laughed, mimicking each other's accents, like they used to as kids.

[]

"Chester King is Arthur! Arthur's head of a spy agency called Kingsman! Get me out of here!" Charlie blabs on, terrified of dying.

"Thank you, Charlie. Much appreciated." he smiles as the train goes over the tracks yet again. Alice and Eggsy share a cocky smile, they knew he would fail. Arthur holds the knife, dissatisfied with his recruit.

"I had such high hopes for you. You're a bloody disgrace." he shakes his head.

Charlie sighs, "Arthur I'm sorry! At least untie me." he tries to pull his arms but the older man walks away. "Untie yourself."

Merlin spins in his chair, Harry and Alice standing behind Eggsy, Percival behind Roxy.

"Galahad, Percival. Congratulations, you're candidates have reached the final stage of the testing process. As tradition allows, you now have 24 hours to spend with them. You too, Guinevere."

"Eggsy, you should know your father reached this point. From now on, there are no safety nets, understood?" Roxy and Eggsy both turn their head slightly, side eyeing eachother up and down.

"Good. Dismissed."

[]

"Eggsy, you've fucking done it! Go on, lad!" Alice high fives him, extremely happy with her boyfriend, the three walk together, Harry leading the way.

They enter Harry's room, a desk, two chairs, speakers and his highlights of news paper articles.

"To pee, or not to pee." Eggsy points to another headline, questioning the agent on his decision of decor.

"Alice, I'm bored, you answer them." he sighs, sitting back in the chair.

"The day he sees defused a dirty bomb in Paris." they both nod of approval,
"Germany -1, England -5." he puts his hands in his pockets, smiling at his secret girlfriend.

"He missed the game, breaking up an undercover spy ring at the pentagon." Harry nods, not realising how observant and a good memory the girl had.

Eggsy shuffles back, pointing at the first headline, right in the corner. "First mission. Foiled the assassination of Margaret Thatch. Not everyone thanked him for that one." she sits back, crossing a leg over the other, hands in her lap.

"The point is, no body thanked him for any of them." she sighs, having the same lecture when she was in this stage.

"Front page news on all these occasions was celebrity nonsense. Because it's the nature of a Kingsman that our achievements remain secret. A gentleman's name should only appear in the newspaper only three times: when he's born, marriage and death. And we are, first and foremost, gentleman." he slouches in the chair, both agents watching Eggsy lean back.

"That's me fucked, then." he sighs, adjusting comfortably. "Well, it's like Charlie said-- I'm just a pleb."

Alice chuckles quietly.
"Nonsense. Being a gentleman has nothing to do with circumstances of one's birth. Being a gentleman is something one learns."

Eggsy turns to her, "Yeah but how?"

"All right, first lesson, Eggsy. You should have asked Harry first before you took a seat. And the second--" she points to her boss.

"How to make a proper martini." Alice smiles, Eggsy excited, "Yes, Harry!"

The trio make their way to his kitchen, Alice gets out all of the equipment and ingredients as Harry explained the instructions, quickly showing him in under a minute, then passing it to the younger boy, his body shivering quickly after drinking it, it tasted bloody amazing.

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