The next morning Arthur was up before Merlin. "Merlin." Arthur called from the kitchen as he grabbed Fruit Loops from their cabinet. "Get your stuff packed. We're leaving in ten minutes." A thump came from the other room, followed by Merlin's cursing. Merlin came hopping out in a t-shirt and jeans, trying to put on one of his sneakers.
"Wake me up a little later Arthur." Arthur shrugged and took a bite of his cereal. Merlin grabbed an apple and took a bite. "Are you already?" Arthur nodded and took another bite. "I hate you." Merlin growled as he grabbed his clothes from the floor and threw them into a suitcase. By the time Merlin was done packing, Arthur was done with his cereal and was loading their cab. Merlin ran out to put the last of the luggage in the back of the cab. Arthur smirked as Merlin hopped in the car. "I really hate you." Merlin said as he moved his blond hair from his face. Arthur laughed a little and told the driver to take them to the airport.
Arthur was the brains of the operation. He knew six different languages, Chinese, German, Italian, French, Spanish and Gaelic. He graduated college with four majors, three masters and a doctorate. Merlin was the bronze. He too graduated college but with two masters and a minor. He studied karate, ti-kuan-do, jujitsu, and other forms of martial arts. He was able to disarm a firearm in under four seconds, take a man's life in ten seconds and finish a job in the remaining six seconds.
"Grazie mille." Arthur said to the driver as he and Merlin left for their plane. Merlin and Arthur boarded and Arthur looked over at Merlin. "Did you call them?" Merlin looked over at his best friend.
"Do you think I called them?" Arthur laughed.
"Call them when we get back." Merlin nodded and leaned his head back against the chair.
Arthur and Merlin landed in West Virginia sometime around four in the afternoon. "Mr. Vixen, yes, it's me. I'd like to arrange the pick up." Arthur spoke clearly and professionally.
"Agra, call them together. We're going on a field trip." Merlin smiled into his phone as he spoke to Agra Vain, a member of a very exclusive military program that gave him access to things people shouldn't be able to get into.
"Will do Merlin." Agra said as they hung up the phone. Arthur looked at Merlin, who nodded.
"Mr. Vixen, we'll see you in five minutes." Arthur and Merlin nodded. "I'll take the Vixen." Merlin nodded and left for Agra Vain's home while Arthur left for the house of Mr. Vixen. Arthur made the trade off fairly regularly and Merlin and Agra called together the KRT, the Keepers of the Righteous and True. First was Bedivere, the "Brain". Next to Arthur, this man was the smartest of the group. He basically was tech guy for the security and other stuff of that sort. Next was Colagren Tant, He was the lifter of the crew. He could break into a store, steal almost everything and get out with only one person knowing he was there; the guard he took out. Then came Cara Dock. Despite the name, he was a man and he was almost as lethal as Merlin. His record was damn near flawless and he was only seconds slower then Merlin. After him came Dinadan, other wise know as Dan. Dinadan was one of the many tech guys the KRT had. He was joined by his five brothers Gaheris, Galahad, Gareth, Gawain, and Geraint. They were normally called Gather, Glad, Care, Pain, and Saint due to the fact their names rhymed with those words and no one really wanted to remember their full G names. They were the technicians for their cars, computers and all sorts of electrical stuff.
Next in line was Kay. Kay was the weapons man. He knew everything there was about every type of weapon and could assemble anything to create a working firearm. After Kay came Lam Orak. Lam was the actor of the bunch. If they needed to get into a place without being detected, Lam would walk in, and charm people while the others got in and did what they needed to. Lam usually worked with Arthur and his brother Lance Slots. He was the gambler. Each person working for the acting department had a certain angle. Arthur was the intellect, Lam was the hunky but stupid man, Lance was the compulsive gambler, Palamedes, Pal, was the geeky collage kid, Percival was the nice guy that couldn't do anything wrong, Sagra More was the jerk that deserved to be thrown in jail, Tristan was the twenty-six year old virgin, and Ywain was the sensitive poet who needed a job.
Merlin had gotten together all the men and waited for Arthur before beginning the briefing. "Men, we're going to see Excalibur." The men laughed and nodded.
"About time we got that guy out of jail." Gather said as he looked at his brothers. They had the same idea.
"Boys, we need one thing though if we're going to get him out of jail." Arthur said as he stood by the door.
"Sure, what?" Lance asked.
"A boat." Merlin scowled. The men groaned.
"Not Pendragon." Pal said. Arthur laughed.
"What's so bad about h-"
"It's Pendragon. The name fits. Asking Pendragon something is like asking a dragon to cuddle with you while soaked in barbeque sauce" Tristan said. Arthur laughed more.
"Let's go see Pendragon boys."
