Hello everyone! This is my first Kingsman fanfiction- I watched the movie the other day and it was so spectacular… so please leave a review, I'd really appreciate it! This chapter is just an introduction. I hope you enjoy it!
Plot: Harry Hart's story on how he became Kingsman agent Galahad.
Disclaimer: I definitely do not own Kingsman. Aw, man, If I did… *grins*
Prologue
His parents were ambitious, perhaps too much at times. Yes, they loved him to pieces, but they sure had a shit way of showing it. They shoved, rather than pushed. But he certainly wasn't about to argue. After all, he was top in the entire school. Academically and physically.
When he was in ninth grade, his parents began fighting.
When he was in tenth grade, they started beating each other. He had to intervene multiple times so neither would be sent to the hospital. His father was a strong, big, man, but his mother was clever and would often grab a kitchen knife without her husband noticing before he threw a punch.
When he was in eleventh grade, they split up, and forced upon him a very dangerous question.
"Which of us do you want to live with?"
So Harry picked neither. He packed his stuff and moved to London.
Just a prologue- Next chapter is definitely longer... thanks for reading!
-happynomnom