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Scarlet Rose was just about to enter the room when she heard the whispered argument between the trio in the other room. She paused and pressed her back against the wall as she listened intently.

"You didn't tell us that she is Arthur's granddaughter!" Roxy hissed at Merlin. "Are you completely crazy?! Does she even know how he died?"

"I'm assuming she thinks he died in the massacre." Merlin said plainly. "I don't plan on letting her find out."

Scarlet Rose frowned and the pain of never getting her questions answered tore at her chest. She thought about straight up asking them what had happened, but if it weren't that big a deal then Merlin would have told her. What could have happened to him?

Did she even really want to know?

Scarlet Rose turned to the mirror to take a look at her outfit. It still fit, she thought to herself, and she remembered how surprised the other Kingsman were when they saw her attire. She wore a long thin camel trench coat that went down to her knees, which made it easy to run in, along with a red plaid skirt, a jet-black sleeveless top, and high-heeled leather boots (which pretty much defeated the purpose of running, but they were killer and she had them crafted much like their Oxfords, with a blade in the front as well as the heel). As accessories she wore black gloves, and a black beret and her half framed glasses. Her signature weapon is a black shoulder bag that doubles as a mini Gatling gun and her very own Rainmaker umbrella.

Though this outfit wasn't signature Kingsman attire, it was her style…and she argued with her grandfather until her allowed her to wear it. If you didn't catch on before she loves to talk, so Arthur had no choice.

Scarlet Rose walked into the room, greeted by a cheeky grin from Eggsy, and a rather upset looking Roxy.

"Still fits!" she smiled at Merlin.

"Heels?" Eggsy raised an eyebrow as he took in her appearance. "You can fight in heels? Doesn't that bloody hurt?"

"When I wear heels in a fight, you know I mean business." Scarlet Rose winked and adjusted her bag strap on her shoulder. "So, recruits? Do we have some picked already?"

Merlin nodded and handed her a file filled with names and profiles.

"All recruits have been selected, the training begins tomorrow." Merlin informed her. "Tomorrow we flood the quarters."

"Alright." Scarlet Rose nodded and closed her folder. Eggsy fidgeted uncomfortably. She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously…if he had passed the Kingsman tests he wouldn't be so emotional. "You have something to say, Pendragon?"

Eggsy looked at her with wide eyes then glanced at Merlin.

"No, nothing." Eggsy insisted.

Scarlet Rose raised an eyebrow and glanced toward Merlin before he shooed Roxy and Eggsy away to talk to the recruits.

"He wasn't picked to be a Kingsman, was he." Scarlet Rose suddenly asked Merlin. Merlin, taken off guard, turned to Scarlet Rose with a raised eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"He's too emotional." Scarlet Rose informed him of her observation. "I saw how he reacted when you mentioned the flooding, I saw worry in his eyes. Actually, maybe a bit of terror too…how far did he make it in his training?"

Merlin glanced away. Scarlet Rose's eyes widened in surprise.

"He didn't even kill his dog, did he?" she burst. "Merlin, he didn't finish his training! Why is he here?"

"He saved the world." Merlin replied, flatly.

Scarlet Rose frowned.

"Are you kidding me? So you just gave him a spot in the Kingsman?" she whispered harshly. "He was lucky, I'll give him that, but could he do it again? Merlin, I know you mean well, but seriously-"

"Scar," Merlin cut in. "Galahad chose him as a recruit for Lancelot."

Suddenly, Scarlet Rose ran out of things to say…and the idea of Eggsy made sense. Of course Hart would pick someone like Eggsy to be a Kingsman, he was humble, gentlemanly, and had a tough side to him. But he wasn't Kingsman material. Oh, how Hart had such hope for people like Eggsy, though they always had some sort of emotional baggage.

"Is that supposed to change the way I think about Eggsy?" Scarlet Rose asked. "Just because Hart chose him? Don't play with me like that, Merlin, it's dangerous."

"Oh, don't I know that." He muttered sarcastically. Scarlet Rose couldn't help but smirk and role her eyes at him as he left the room.

Scarlet Rose turned to leave in the other direction, but came face to face with Eggsy, his expression rather disappointed.

"You don't think I can be a Kingsman?" he asked.

Scarlet Rose froze, her eyes wide, and she frowned.

"Oh, you heard that." She muttered. "Sorry, Eggsy, but I can tell, there's fear in you."

"Fear is not in my vocabulary." Eggsy snipped right back at her. Scarlet Rose narrowed her eyes and took a step closer to Eggsy, she could see him visibly stiffen as she looked up into his eyes.

"It might not be," she whispered. "But it's in your eyes."

As she turned to leave, she could feel the anger float off Eggsy in heat waves.

"Well, at least I didn't abandon the Kingsman." He snapped.

Rage surged through Scarlet Rose's every being. How could he say that? Abandon? He didn't even know the half of it! She ought to shoot him right then and there…instead she whirled on him, her hazel eyes burning into him.

"I left the Kingsman because I didn't approve of their tactics or my grandfather's leadership capabilities. I left the Kingsman I cared too much about my colleagues." Scarlet Rose hissed. "And my grandfather was pushing it, he went as far as making me shoot the man I cared for the most."

She turned to leave, but Eggsy stopped her by putting a hand on her shoulder, his eyes no longer held anger, but concern. She shrugged his hand off her shoulder but stopped walking nonetheless.

"Who?" he asked.

Scarlet Rose narrowed her eyes as the flashback played in her head and avoided making contact with Eggsy, but sighed and replied.

"My best friend," she glanced back at him. "Harry Hart."


Tears brimmed Scarlet Rose's eyes as she raised the gun and pointed it in the direction of her best friend. Her hand was shaking, which never happened, but in this situation she'd be surprised if she weren't trembling.

"Grandpa," she whimpered quietly over her shoulder. Arthur was standing only a few feet away from her as he watched patiently for his granddaughter to shoot her friend. "Grandpa, p-please don't make me do this."

"If you get emotional like this when one of your colleagues turns against you, how will you fight them? If they turn on you they would want you dead, except you hold too much emotion to hurt them." Arthur said. "If you don't shoot Galahad, you won't be a Kingsman."

Scarlet Rose sniffed as a tear fell down her cheek. She stared at Hart, his face was expressionless, he was ready and waiting.

Within seconds Scarlet Rose pulled the trigger three times and Galahad's body fell to the ground. Arthur gave his granddaughter a nod of approval and left. Tears were streaming down her face as she stared with wide eyes at the unmoving form of her friend.

She assumed he would be wearing a bullet proof vest or the gun was loaded with blanks, but once the first bullet hit she knew they were real, she shot two more times just to gain her grandfather's trust.

"GALAHAD!" Scarlet Rose screamed in terror and ran to her fallen colleague. 'Dear God please be ok. Please be ok.' She thought.

She knelt down next to him and ripped off his shirt to examine the bullet holes. Lucky enough, he had been wearing a bulletproof vest underneath his shirt.

"Oh Jesus Christ." Scarlet Rose breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the tears out of her eyes. "Don't scare me like that again, you sick bastard."

Hart opened one of his eyes and grinned cheekily at her. "Well, next time don't shoot me three times in the chest."

"Fuck you." She smirked and embraced her friend in a tight hug. He groaned in pain, his chest would probably have bruises the next morning, but he still had the strength to flip her above his head making her land on her back. She squealed in surprise as she landed next to his head and the duo began laughing hysterically.