The Heart of a Kingsman.
Eggsy/OC
Summary: Morgana, better known as Georgie, is Merlin's assistant, she's trained to kill, but chooses to be more of a techie. What happens when a new recruit catches her eye?
Chapter One: Recruiting Time.
I sighed as I typed the last few words of the report on my current subject for Merlin. He liked to give me homework even though I no longer attended traditional university, his reasoning was,
"If I'm going to make it so you have a diploma, you're gonna damn well earn it, missy."
I had just typed my last sentence, extremely happy I was finally finished. I leaned back to take in my accomplishment, kicking my feet up on the desk, when Merlin came striding in, his expression puncturing a hole in my happiness quickly.
"What's wrong?" I asked, straightening up quickly. He often wore a blank face, but this time, he looked absolutely devastated.
"It's Lancelot." He said, my eyes narrowed as I got up from my chair.
"What's happened?" I asked, he sighed.
"He's gone…" He spoke, I gasped.
"No." I shook my head, he nodded.
"Yes, Percival and Bedivere found him last night." He replied, I shook my head. No. We just lost transmission, that's all. He's fine. I turned to my computer and pulled up his name. I fought the urge to throw up as his picture appeared on the screen. Split right down the middle. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked away.
"Who on earth would have done this?" I whispered. Merlin placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Lancelot died trying to rescue the Professor. It was the only promising lead we had. He did his job and went out with honor." He explained, I imagine this is the speech they give to the wives and children of the men who die in this organization. An organization of discretion, no one ever knew of the good things we did, of all the lives we saved. It's not the proper way of doing things is what they explained to me.
"Do we have the professor?" I shot back. Despite being around these proper gentlemen and being taught to be a proper lady, I slipped from time to time, especially when I was hurt or angry.
"No…The suspect behind all the other missing people's cases is the one we assumed who killed him and took Professor Arnold. And since Lancelot wasn't wearing his glasses, there's no feed or anything that can give us an inclination on who it could be." He squeezed my shoulder tightly before walking away. I stared at my screen for a moment longer before he switched it off. I shook my head, trying to erase the memory, but it was burned there.
"This damn professor has caused us more issues…" I grumbled, going back to my report. I printed it out and placed it in the basket for my assignment and picked up the next one, I then logged into the security to do my detail, though I kept getting distracted over the loss of Lancelot. He was easily one of the best. How could this have happened? Once my detail was finished, I let Merlin know.
"Did you send out the email?" He asked, not looking away from his own screen. He and Lancelot were good friends, it was he who had proposed him for the job originally. I could only imagine how he must feel at the moment.
"To the other Kingsman? Of course." I replied, packing my bag.
"Very well, you may go for the evening." He dismissed. I nodded and hoisted the bag onto my back, I turned to leave, but I stopped. I spun back to the man that had become like a father to me.
"Merlin?" I asked,
"Morgana?" He quizzed back, still not looking at me. I was thankful for that, actually.
"I'm sorry about Lancelot." I spoke before I lost my bravery, and ran before he could even reply. I made my way to my flat, that I shared with my best friends Mack and Katie.
"Georgie! Finally!" Katie exclaimed from the couch. There were takeout boxes and soda cans covering our tables. They really should clean. I can't be able to do everything. Kingsman already practically pays for the flat.
"You okay?" Mack asked. I jumped slightly and looked at her.
"What?" I asked, she laughed.
"I asked if you were okay?" She rolled her eyes, I nodded, still upset about Lancelot.
"Yeah, yeah, I am, I'm just gonna turn in. An early day tomorrow." I placed my keys on my designated hook and proceeded to my room. I pulled out my laptop and looked over the email I had sent to the other Kingsman. It was so impersonal. Like they had never even known him. I sighed. I checked on security and then fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up and dressed in jeans and a shirt and made my way to the tailor shop. I couldn't leave in my usual Kingsman uniform, since the girls would have a fit and demand to know why on earth I would ever wear a pantsuit. Being a proper lady wasn't always fun. I finally got to work and greeted them in the usual manner and changed and went to my office.
"Make sure everything is set up for the meeting please." Merlin spoke as he typed away on his laptop.
"Yes sir." I nodded. I sat down and decided to check in on Professor Arnold. I logged into the college's security and began watching. I was beginning to give up when something finally caught my eye. I zoomed in on one camera and my jaw dropped as the man walked on the screen.
"Er, uh, Merlin." I stuttered, reaching backwards for my colleague. For someone who was kidnapped, he is pretty damn free. I got no response.
"Merlin?" Was he still he still there? He was very good at sneaking in and out of places. I turned to see him hunched over paperwork.
"Merlin!" I hissed, my arms were not quite long enough to reach the man, and I huffed.
"Merlin!" I had to keep my voice at a certain level since Arthur was in today, and he treated me like a small child. I'm nearly 20, just extremely short. I blame genetics.
"Yes Morgana?" He didn't bother looking over. I rolled my eyes.
"You need to come see this." I told him. He sighed and set down his pencil, he pushed up from his desk and strutted over and gave me a look that clearly stated 'this better be good.'
"Oh don't give me that look. You're going to freak out." I turned back to the computer which now showed some students sprinting.
"Sprinting people, how lovely." He rolled his eyes and went to turn away, I gripped his sleeve.
"I've found the professor." I pointed to my screen with my free hand. He froze and turned back to the screen, his brows furrows as I rewound the tape. Professor Arnold walked through, looking as chipper as ever. Bastard.
"This is from this morning at his college. Does he look very kidnapped to you?" I looked up at Merlin, very confused.
"It seems as if… They let him go…" Merlin muttered, brows furrowed even deeper. Wow… Impressive. A bunch of important people have been going missing lately… We haven't been able to figure out anything. Lancelot got close, but ultimately… It leads to his demise…. I told him not to go alone. I shook my head. Can't get caught feeling.
"Now why would they do that?" I asked, he didn't answer.
"Send those to the dining room," He demanded. I did as he said and then we both walked into where Arthur and Galahad were sitting. I slid my glasses on, knowing I was going to need them for this.
"Merlin, Morgana." Arthur greeted, he was the leader of our organization, and he seemed to be kind of a snob in all senses of the word. You should have seen his face when I showed up for my training when Merlin requested an assistant. It was priceless. Of course, I was 14 at the time, barely 5 feet tall and had braces and was slightly chubby. I had since grown about 3 inches, lost a lot of my baby fat, and become quite the looker, according to Galahad. It was a team of men raising me from that point on in my life. I had to finish out primary school of course, that's how I met Mack and Katie, the only friends I actually have.
"Gentlemen, your glasses." I gestured to the board behind me. The two men put on their special specs and I typed the codes I needed onto clip board to pull up the surveillance video. Merlin cleared his throat.
"Now, as you know," Merlin began his speech, and I stared at Lancelot's spot, empty… To be replaced in a few short months.
"Have there been any leads?" Galahad asked,
"Only one actually." I pulled up a picture of Richmond Valentine, an American billionaire, whom I was not very fond of. Yesterday, as we scoped through all the evidence, we only found one possible lead,
"Billionaire Richmond Valentine, that seems to be the only link we have right now." I explained, the two older men frowned.
"That's hardly anything, he's got thousands of employees!" Galahad pointed out, I nodded.
"We are well aware of that, and are still looking for clues." Merlin explained, I nodded in agreement.
"Wonderful." Arthur nodded in his way of dismissal. Merlin and I walked out of the room.
"The Kingsman will be emailing you names of their recruits, you'll need to get them all the current information on them and where they are currently residing." He explained,
"Okay." I sat down at my desk and proceeded to look over all of what he had on Valentine. Other than some petty things he did before he hit it big in the stocks, the man had a squeaky clean record. His equal opportunity employee policy left his list of employees riddled with people with criminal records, but none that screamed they were kidnapping famous people and dignitaries. I sighed, abandoning that assignment and starting on some more homework. I was half way through yet another paper when Galahad approached me.
"Hello Galahad." I nodded at him. He smiled at me.
"Hello Morgana, how are you today?" He asked, I shrugged.
"Alright I suppose." I had to remain steely, since I had a reputation to uphold. Anything to keep Arthur from calling me an irresponsible child.
"May I sit?" He gestured to the chair next to mine.
"Of course." I replied, slightly confused.
"What can I help you with today?" I asked, he sighed.
"I'd like you to search for one Gary Unwin." He requested, Unwin, that named sounded familiar.
"Unwin? As in…" I trailed off when Merlin perked up. Lancelot had told me he had gotten into Kingsman by default. A fellow recruit threw himself on top of a grenade that would have killed them all. A great man he always said. Galahad nodded, I turned to my laptop and typed the name into our system. All sorts of files popped up.
"Alright, he goes by Eggsy? How'd he get that nickname? Hm…" I bit my lip as I read through his records.
"He was top of all his classes, almost made it to the Olympic gymnast team, and he dropped out of Marine training." I read through all his petty offenses. Drugs, thievery, the usual.
"He's not what I was expecting in all honesty." I admitted. Galahad gave me a stern look.
"You know not to judge a book by its cover. Where does he live?" He asked, I checked and it all my sense.
"The poorer part of Lexington." I replied, he nodded.
"Send that to me, please." He asked, I nodded and did as he asked. He smiled and got up.
"I must be going now, see you." He bid me goodbye and I sighed. Over the course of the day, I got the names of all the recruits and cursed when Arthur's came through.
"What was that Morgana?" Merlin chuckled, I pointed at the screen.
"My childhood is coming to haunt me now, Arthur seems to have chosen my primary school bully as his recruit." I snarled, glaring at the smug looking boy on the screen. It seems fitting that Arthur would choose such a pig.
"Ah, that's not a bad thing." Merlin boomed, I gave him a confused look.
"How isn't it?" I replied, he smirked.
"You get to help train him…" He winked. I was even more confused after that, we were taught that revenge wasn't something a proper person seeks. I shrugged.
"Whatever you say Merlin." I sighed, I emailed the last of the information to each of the Agents and was able to go home. Gotta love recruiting time.
Hello! So, Kingsman is my new obsession at the moment. So, let me know what ya'll think of this story, thanks!