Uncreative Disclaimer: I do not own Amazing Agent Luna. That belongs to Nunzio deFillipis, Christina Weir, Shiei, and Seven Seas, and anyone else I have neglected to mention but legally owns the work.

A/N: Spoilers through Volume 7 are in the bottom Author's Note and in the story itself.

This is intended to be a collection of drabbles and/or one-shots from various points in the series, some possibly AU. I will try to denote where it takes place in the story in that instance, but if I forget and you would like to know, please don't hesitate to ask.

This first drabble is Control-centric, set sometime after Volume 7 and inspired by the preview summary for Volume 8.


How Far We Have Fallen


The door opened quietly behind Control as she turned toward the stairs. "Luna, you're back early. How did the mission—" Her eyes widened as they landed on the unmasked, bloodied figure carried in the arms of a knight. A second later, the safety clicked off of her handgun as she directed it upon the intruder. "You! What did you do to Luna?" Her tone rose to near-hysterical at the sight of her injured daughter, but her hands held firm around the weapon.

The knight stopped a few feet away from her, blue eyes piercing from the metal slat in the visor. "Please lower your weapon, my lady," a male voice requested. "I mean you no harm."

"Then what did you do my agent?" Control retorted. "I should shoot you for the knowledge that you already possess." She tightened her finger around the trigger, but paused when the knight continued speaking calmly,

"Your agent was ambushed on the mission she was sent on. The target knew that she was coming and was prepared. They would have killed her if I had not stepped in to rescue her, but I will not interfere in this way again." The knight took another step forward and then slowly laid the unconscious Luna on the floor.

Control paused a moment to allow the knight to step away from Luna, his hands held out in front of him, open-palmed in a gesture of peace. She then immediately ran to her daughter, placing her gun beside her on the floor so that she could half-cradle Luna. "Luna," she murmured desperately. "Luna, please, can you hear me?"

Luna moaned softly, her muscles tensing from pain. Her eyes fluttered slightly. "Control…?" she murmured. It was barely a whisper. "I… I failed to… neutralize… the target…. I'm so… sorry…" She gave a tiny whimper, and then her head rolled to the side as she passed back into unconsciousness.

Control's grip around Luna tightened. "No," she whispered, "it is I who am sorry for sending you on that blasted mission." She gritted her teeth and forced back the wetness threatening to fall at the sight of her bloodied agent and daughter. She should have listened to Andy. Taking a deep breath, she looked squarely up to face the knight still waiting before her. "If I am not mistaken, you are a member of Knightfall. You do not have any allegiances with America or our Agency. Why did you bring my agent back?"

The knight appeared to pause for moment, and then he responded, "I owed a debt of gratitude to your agent. A knight's chivalry demands that he repay his debt to a lady. However, I will not be allowed to act thusly again."

Control took in his words, not sure if she should be grateful for his actions or concerned for Luna's past actions that she had failed to report. What else might Luna have neglected to tell her? The thought was disconcerting, but she forced it from her mind. "You have done your duty, then. Why are you still here?"

The knight inclined his head toward Luna. "I have not fully repaid my debt. I did not save her with the intention of leaving her to die."

Control's eyes narrowed. "You dare to think that I would kill my agent because of a failed mission?" she hissed.

"I did not imply you, my lady," the knight said. "I spoke in reference to your Agency. Do you not know the price of your agent's failure in their eyes? Surely they reminded you of it?"

His words held a hint of bite, but the chills that went down Control's spine were brought by the truth of his words and the fact that he had knowledge of it.

"Of course they did," she bit back coldly. "And I'll fake reports if I have to. Kill, if I have to. I will not allow Luna to die."

The knight chuckled mirthlessly. "Perhaps a better idea is to run. Your Agency has already heard of her failure, and they are already on their way to terminate Project Luna, including you and the civilian psychologist, if you attempt to stop them."

Control's eyes widened. "How can they already be on their way?" she shouted. "How would they even know?"

"Do you think your Agency's ears that limited? Or a lack of those willing to sell that information?"

Control gritted her teeth. So there was outside interference. She cursed and clutched Luna tighter against her, her daughter's blood seeping onto her coat. She glared defiantly up at the knight. "I won't let them harm her!"

"You may not have a choice," the knight responded calmly. "One trained official and a psychologist civilian is hardly enough against a team of trained agents. Your agent will be dead before the sun rises." He paused for a moment. "However…"

Control's eyes narrowed. "What are you offering?" she asked suspiciously.

"My organization, Knightfall, is always willing to extend a hand to those in need of shelter. After all, the epitome of knighthood is chivalry, my lady," he explained.

"You want me to betray my country?" Control shot back, outraged.

"No. I am merely presenting you with a choice: betray your country…" the knight trailed off.

"Like hell I will!"

"…or betray your daughter."

Control flinched. Her arms trembled as she cradled her unconscious daughter in her arms. Was he really asking her that? He must be joking.

She glared up into his ice-blue eyes, daring him to voice his challenge again. The knight stared back with his ice-blue eyes, unbending.

Control looked away, her gaze falling to the ground as her grip tightened around Luna. Her decision was made a long time ago.

"Save my daughter," she ordered.

The knight inclined his head toward her, an air of satisfaction surrounding him as he half-bowed. "Then welcome, my ladies, to Knightfall."


A/N: This feels like a piece of a larger story. Perhaps I'll continue it elsewhere. That would be fun.

I wonder why Control didn't consider that Knightfall might have arranged the ambush and then sold the information as a way to bring Luna into Knightfall, if they were actively seeking her. After all, Anders starts planting seeds of doubt within Luna, and he seems intent on pulling her away from her agency (although, admittedly, Control didn't know that either). She was probably too distracted by Luna being injured; she tends (understandably) lose her focus where Luna is concerned as of late.

This was written as a possible scenario to see how Luna might end up in Knightfall, and also to demonstrate Control acting on the proclamation that she made in Volume 5, that she would do anything to protect Luna, as Luna's her daughter.

Hope you enjoyed it! Please share your thoughts as we anxiously await Volume 8 in December!