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Harry Hart was always a serious man. He was more for working then messing around. Serious business for a serious man. But that all changed when he had a daughter. But with the joy of the birth came sadness. Harry's wife gave her life so she could bring little Natalie into the world. Harry was broken.
Every day after her death he would look down at his daughter and cry. This little girl would grow up without a mother and Harry would have to raise this child by himself. Which was something he was terrified of but was willing to do in order for his daughter to have a good life.
It's been 23 years since Natalie was born and she is now following in the footsteps of her father, by being a Kingsman Agent. Being a Kingsman Agent pushed Natalie to her limits. She was thankful. Kingsman has taught her many things. One being that early morning are predicted.
Her morning alarm went off by the side of her bed. She groaned, moving the bed covers away from her head so she could read the time. 8:00am. Too early, she thought. She huffed into her pillow before gathering herself and heading to get ready for the day. She put on her usual Kingsman attire and headed downstairs for breakfast.
She knew her father was already up by the time alone. He was always up before eight. She could smell the gorgeous scent of freshly cooked bacon. She licked her lips in anticipation.
"Mmm smells good dad." She called making her way to the kitchen, where her father was cooking breakfast.
"I should hope so. Messed up a few before them so be thankful you came down just in time." Harry joked. Being a single father sometimes took it's toll on Harry. He had to open up, look out for someone. So when Natalie joined Kingsman he almost had a heart attack. All the training and tests were done behind his back as Natalie knew he would protest her actions. And boy did he protest. Grounded her for a month from any Kingsman activities once he found out what she had been doing. But Natalie soon proved to him how she could look after herself and get the jobs done. Harry still worries though. He is her father, fathers worry.
"What's new?" Natalie joked back, grabbing a plate and putting bacon on it. She headed for the dining table and sat down. Pouring herself some juice before she began to eat.
"I'm afraid I have some bad news, Natalie." Harry began taking a seat at the head of the table. Natalie placed down her knife and fork to listen to her father. "It's Lancelot." Natalie frowned. "He was killed early this morning." Natalie's hand went over her mouth in shock. "I'm sorry dear." Harry placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder hoping to comfort her. Lancelot and Natalie were close. He was like an Uncle to her. "I'll let you finish eating before we head to see Arthur. Are you going to be alright?"
"Yes. I'll be fine." A weak smile was shown to Harry, but Harry knew she was upset. He understood why. So he kissed her head and went to clean up the kitchen. Lancelot was respected by everybody, he will be missed. But who killed him was more on Natalie's mind. Some spineless bastard obviously.
After she had done away with her bacon, Natalie quickly grabbed her glasses, putting them in her jacket pocket before following her dad to the car.
They arrived at Kingsman Tailors not long later and headed to see the head of Kingsman, Arthur. They headed up the stairs and to the dining room. Harry opened the doors allowing both him and Natalie to walk in. Arthur was seated at the top of the long table, ready for the two to arrive.
"Arthur." Harry greeted.
"Galahad. Gawain. The others were beginning to wonder if we were going to have a triple toast." Arthur informed, as Harry and Natalie and the long table. Natalie rubbed him off and put her glasses on to be able to see the other Kingsman Agents. They were holograms of course but they could still be seen and heard.
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Fanfiction" Manners. Maketh. Man. Do you know what that means? " Natalie Hart is a Kingsman Agent and the daughter of Harry Hart. When it is found that Agent Lancelot has been cut in half (literally), Harry is told to find a candidate to be the next...