My other stories will be updated, just need to find time to do them. I promised some followers on tumblr that i would do this story. I finally finished it.
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Mainly Tamsin in this Chapter. Other characters will be introduced later.
"Why do I get a bad feeling about this? Quite the rebellious type huh?" Tamsin huffed: sipping on her coffee, as she watched the news.
"The President's Daughter was arrested at Vogue Club in the early hours of morning. The 18 year old was intoxicated and photographed kissing her bodyguard Ryan Lambert. It had been reported that she resisted arrest and caused over $1000 in damages to the club. The club owner later denied this claim. He had this to say about the matter."
"There have been no damages to my club, this is a crazy rumour spread by a witness hoping to get their 5 minutes of fame. There was no resistance; Ysabeau complied with the officers on the scene." The club owner informed.
"There have been no charges made against Ysabeau Dennis, as she was released, Arriving at the White House at 4.21am . How she go out of that one? I don't know. The police have been tight lip; giving no comment to the situation." The female anchor reported.
"Well Pamela, I think we can assume that Ryan is no longer Ysabeau's bodyguard or even have a career in security again!" The male co-anchor said.
"I think your right Dave, allowing the President's daughter to indulge in under-age drinking and then taking advantage of the situation. What was he thinking?" Pamela said in an astonish tone.
"He is not the first man to be seduced by a woman and he certainly won't be the last." Dave chuckled
"Seduced? What are you exactly trying to say Dave?" Pamela became disgusted by her co-anchor's remark
"Ysabeau is not completely innocent here. She knows how pretty she is and she uses that to get what she wants. Look how many bodyguards she has gone through since the President's election 6 months ago. She is the most talked about person in America, managing to hit the headlines every day. She loves the attention." The male anchor showing noregret for his words
"Excuse me Dave, Ryan Lambert had an obligation to protect Ysabeau, but instead he allows her to consume alcohol and then takes advantage of her intoxication. There's no excuse, he must have known Ysabeau's behaviour, like you said she's gone through dozens of bodyguards and she's been in the headlines. He should have put a stop to last night's antics, but instead in joined in the charade. This girl has got her whole future ahead of her, she is going to NYU after the summer; I wonder what they think about all this." Pamela huffed
"Well it's not like they can send a rejected letter to the White House." Dave laughed.
"Dave you're the biggest asshole on TV, how you still have your job it's beyond me" Tamsin snarled: switching the TV off.
She walked over to the counter where her gun was; she double checked the safety clip was on before putting it into her holder.
Standing in front of the mirror; she nervously adjusted her grey suit. The blonde haired beauty let out a deep breathe.
"Time to meet the President of the United States." The green eyed agent released another shaky breathe.
"Come on Tamsin, get it together; you can handle anything this girl throws at you. This could end the career you worked so damn hard for, if you mess this up." The blonde's lousy attempt to build herself up backfired.
The thought of losing her job; like the long list of Ysabeau's previous bodyguards who were once employed by the government, caused the knot in her stomach to tighten and overwhelm the young Agent.; making her feel nauseous.
"God I suck at this." Tamsin groaned; bowing her head in defeat. She looked over to the photos that were placed nearby on a mantelpiece.
"I could really use your words of wisdom, right now." The agent croaked; picking up a photo of an older blonde hugging a child, they both appeared to be laughing as they stared at each other. Tamsin started to rub her thumb over the woman's face.
"I miss you, mum." A small tear fell from her face, finding it hard to swallow the lump that grew at the back of her throat. She closed her eyes tight, remembering a conversation from when she was younger.
"Tamsin, life can be cruel but then life doesn't own you anything. If you want something, then it's up to you to fight for it. I know you are capable of that sweetheart, you're so brave and I'm so proud of you, my smarty pants. I love you so much and I'm so sorry I've put you through this, when you're going to Harvard soon. But I need you to promise me something." A weak rough voice said.
"Anything, you know that. I'll do anything for you mum" Teenage Tamsin croaked
"It's going to be hard sweetheart; it's going to be really hard. But I need you to promise that you won't let it get in the way of your future. You need to work hard through College; you are destined to do great things. Please don't let my illness get in the way of that I will never forgive myself if it di—"-Her mum continued in a fragile tone, before she was cut off by her emotional daughter.
"Mum! Can you please stop talking like that" The green eyed teenager cried out.
"You need to hear this Tammy. Just want you to know that I will always be with you, I'm just so damn proud of you, don't let anything get in the way of your greatness." The blonde grabbed her daughter, holding her in her frail arms, whilst Tamsin rested her head on her mum's chest.
"I love you, Tammy." Her mum smiled; kissing her child's head.
The Agent's green eyes shot open with more confidence as she stared at herself in the mirror.
"I'll make you proud mum." Her ragged breathing started to become more evenly with a regular rhythm. "I love you too, always" She kissed where her mother was on the photo before placing it back on the mantelpiece.
Tamsin grabbed her car keys before exiting her flat.
"Mr President it is my pleasure to introduce Agent Tamsin Asgard. I have selected her as Ysabeau's new bodyguard."
"It's an honour sir." Tamsin smiled
"It's a pleasure to meet you Agent Asgard." The President shook Tamsin's hand firmly before giving a stern look at his Head of Security. "May I have a word with you in private, Jonas?"
Without waiting for a response President Dennis took a couple of steps away, waiting for his Head of Security to follow him.
Jonas gave a comforting look to Tamsin, as a reassurance that everything is going to be okay.
"She's just a girl; she looks no older than my daughter. How do you expect her to protect Ysabeau?" His harsh tone was easily detected.
"She graduated from Harvard at the age of 18. Where she was recruited in the FBI; her undercover work while at the bureau was outstanding. Agent Asgard was recruited into secret services at the age of 20; she was top of her class. With all due respect Sir, she might look like a girl, but don't underestimate her, she could kill someone with one movement. I thought she can use her undercover skills to help keep your daughter save and maybe out of the headlines. " Jonas knew he made a compelling argument for his Agent and saw the cog's turning in the President's eyes.
Tamsin furrowed her stare; they weren't really making an effort to be quiet.
"A girl" she mumbled to herself, irritated by that comment. "Glad I didn't vote for you asshat" her voice was little louder than she expected, immediately getting the attention of the Head of Security and the President.
The blonde hummed awkwardly and scratched the back of neck, avoiding any eye contact.
"Okay so she is a bit rough around the edges. But I think that would be good for my god-daughter, she has gone through 12 bodyguards in 6 months ago. It's time for a different approach. Tamsin is a great agent; I wouldn't have assigned her, if I didn't think she could handle it." Jonas voice was full of confidence.
"What's the plan then?" He said reluctantly
"Well Sir, the plan is for Agent Asgard to go undercover, as a student at NYU when Ysabeau starts after the summer; keeping a close eye on your daughter." The head of security informed.
"So we're not informing my daughter of her new bodyguard?" He raised his eyes alarmingly
"That is the plan Sir. She is going through a rebellious stage right now; I think this will be for the best. By her believing she has the freedom from her protective father, and from being the President's daughter, she might-"
"Become my little girl again." His voice was full of sorrow.
"Mr President, this transition hasn't been easier for her. Since losing her mother-"
"Agent Asgard" The President said in a sharp tongue; fully intending to cut of his Head of Security.
"Yes, Mr President." Tamsin stood to attention, as he faced her.
"Mr Jonas here, speaks highly of you, he informs me of your achievements. I must say you have accomplished a lot for someone your age. I am impressed." He replied in a sincere tone.
"Thank you, Sir. I appreciate it" Tamsin replied with a false smile. Being polite wasn't one of her strong suits.
"I know you agents don't see babysitting my daughter as a great highlight in your career. Nevertheless this assignment can easily end your career for good, if you don't give 110% to this job." President has given this speech to many bodyguards in the last 6 months, and they have all ended up, quitting, retiring or being fired.
"I understand, Sir. I've never lost focus in any of my assignments; I will protect your daughter at any cost, even if she is a great pain in the ass." Tamsin huffed out a laugh, before coughing awkwardly when met with a piercing look from the President. "Sorry, Sir."
"At ease Agent; you speak your mind, I like that. People have become too soft around Ysabeau, walking on eggshells around her. I think Jonas has made a wise decision picking you." The President smiled, holding out his hand.
"Thank you, Mr President." The blonde shook his hand before following Jonas out of his office.
In the vents above the President's office was a petite girl, ears dropping on the conversation. She wore a balaclava covering the features of her face; wearing dark makeup around her eyes. The darkness that surrounded the mysterious girl caused her eyes to glow an illuminate blue.
"Bo-Bo isn't going to like this. I could really use some popcorn right about now. If only I could see who her new agent is" The girl whispered to herself; struggling to see more than her hand before she left the building.
"Argh damn it. How are we going to know who she is?" The girl muttered, as she wiggled backwards down the vent.
"Better get back before Bo wakes up, this isn't going to be her morning."
A slow start I know, but had to get this stuff done first. Please let me know what you think
I do have a storyline, but if you Valkubus fans want to see something specific happen, then write a review or message me. Open to ideas.
Thank you for reading :) x