I feel extremely guilty for not updating. I am so sorry! With all the schoolwork and finals coming, I couldn't find time to write another chapter for this one.

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I reckon you want to get on with this chapter...well, here it is.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KINGSMAN AND IT'S CHARACTERS, BUT I DO OWN ELEANOR CRESTFALL, CHARLES CRESTFALL, VICTORIE CRESTFALL, ALYSSA, RUBY, REBEKAH, RAVEN KARINA AND THE MINOR CHARACTERS (also the plot of the story)

~PatronusNightFlame


MERLIN'S POV

Ruddy hell...what gas is this?

Though these people have stolen so many from different countries from all over the world, I never thought they would have the grit to steal from the Pentagon. This type of poisonous gas was invented a few years ago, when Harry Hart and I had to defend the perimeter, alongside with America's most professional and skillful agents. I never thought they would have gotten that far.

If they can steal from the Pentagon, then what can't they do?

"Merlin? Merlin!" cried Galahad. I looked at the monitor, surrounding the young knight were wisps of gas, everything was foggy, and not much could be seen. A few coughs resounded.

The area was empty.

"Galahad, don't speak!" I commanded. Eggsy could be a complete idiot sometimes. No, let me correct that. Half the time he barely knows what he's doing. The sane side of him was sustained there by Roxy.

"Ehh...Merlin?" said the Princess, "we've got company." she said pointing to a tank proceeding this way.

"Not again" I murmured. Why does it always have to be bloody tanks?

I walked towards the Princess, looked out the window. Yep...there were 3 armed tanks heading our way, aiming directly at us.

Wonderful.

"Follow me." I said, I pushed the button, hidden underneath the table supporting the keyboard and monitors. The table started moving downwards, creating absolutely no noise at all. "Princess" I said offering my hand, so she could jump down.

I then closed the trap door. This part of the plane was only to be used if something like a tank tries to attack the plane. I set everything back up, and continued working.

Galahad was running. Apparently, he had been calling my name several times.

"Fuck, Merlin! Where am I supposed to go now?" he cried, slight curses were heard.

"Eggsy, language please." I said, rebooting half the equipment, "Morgana seems to be...captured..." I said.

Her glasses show a few people dragging her elsewhere. This was not going to be good...please, Eleanor...

Don't tell them anything.

Don't cry.

Don't. Die.


ROXY's POV

A shadow covered the thin, strip of light. Complete darkness surrounded Charles and I.

"Lancelot, back up to the wall now." Charles commanded. I did as I was told and retreated until I could feel the surface of the sharp, solid wall. There were beeping sounds...

"Maleagant...?"

The beeping became more rapid. The bloody chains on my wouldn't budge. Shit. That's defiantly a bomb.

I braced myself. An explosion echoed in my ears. The impact and sound was too much...I couldn't hear a thing...I opened by eyes, and a gleam of light reflected from the poisonous knife hid in my shoe. I blinked to adjust to the brightness.

Charles was blinking rapidly. Too many times in just a minute. Both of us exchanged looks. A sharp and high note rang in my eyes. I tried to shake it off, but that made it worse. It was hurting my brain... I swallowed. Hard. Slowly...my hearing returned...

A ladder was lowered. The female assassin with a mask climbed down. I'm not a telepath...but her eyes somehow show regret and sadness...

"You were friends with my sister." she said. "Both my biological sister, and my step-sister."

I raised an eyebrow. This isn't some sort of trick is it? I then glanced over at Charles, who was trying his best to analyze the situation. Why did she confront us now? And suddenly blurt out information such as this?

"I do not know who your sister is. That goes with your stepsister too." I said with a blank expression. So she won't be able to read my emotions and thoughts.

She slowly took her mask off. Her face resembled...Rebekah...except...much younger and more vulnerable.

"I didn't sign up for this." she said as she held up a gun and pointed it in my direction. Her eyes turned watery. Charles immediately reacted and brought the girl to her knees with a kick of his legs. The gun was fired, and was shot into a rock. Maleagant quickly kicked the gun aside.

"Ruby, who are you working for?" he roared.

Ruby? Ruby...I've read that name somewhere...I've...no...her step-sister is Eleanor? And there I sat thinking that the names and backgrounds of Ella's family wasn't important? What was I thinking? A true Kingsman should never underestimate something...

"You know...her." The so known 'Ruby', replied.

"Where's Ella?" questioned the older Kingsman. "TELL ME!"

"You know Gazelle?" she squeaked, "she was turned into a weapon...I...I don't want that to happen to Ella too...but...they're going to...they..." she couldn't go on. Eggsy often told me how horrible Ella's life was, this 'Ruby' assassin seemed to care a lot for her. She was unlike who Eggsy spoke about...and very much unlike who I thought she would be.

Who knew they were trained assassins all along?

"Look, I can help you. Just...I'm not losing another sister." she said. With that, Charles' eyes softened. He couldn't be buying this could he? Well...question answered. He did trust her.

Charles slid the gun to her. She caught it and stood up. I was watching her every move. Making sure she won't try anything. But to my surprise...she fired a gun towards the chains, and they broke loose.

"These are very special bullets" she explained. I'm guessing she saw my overly confused face. "They can break anything. I don't know how Raven managed to find the proper element...or combine the elements...but this does come in handy at times."

She came over to me and set me free.

"Call me Red" she said, "it's a codename by sister and I have. I'm Red while she's Night. Don't ask why...I was only 5..."

"Lancelot" I said, while loading my gun, she narrowed her brows. "My codename"

"It's weird working with Kingsman." she commented, before climbing the ladder that still hung there.


VICTORIE CRESTFALL / INGRID'S POV

"You had her there!" she hissed, "and you didn't shoot her."

I was in a room, tied down to a chair, stripped of weapons, and communicating with Raven, while my only daughter was elsewhere, going to be transformed into some sort of weapon.

I wonder if I had suggested this. Because right now, I wish I hadn't survived the explosion, that way Raven would not have me as a leader...without my bloody brilliant brain, coming up with schemes and plans to overthrow the ones with power. Without the idea of turning people into weapons...

Gazelle was a friend of mine. She was Raven's younger sister, sent by her to assist Richmond Valentine about 2 years ago...both Gazelle and Raven were not recruited into Kingsman, though their grandfather was Arthur. Except that they both didn't know...

Raven chose the wrong path after her grandmother was shot by accident, and sister lost her legs due to the same incident. Ever since then, she tried to turn the injured into weapons, because she believed everyone had that dark and twisted side she had.

"She's only a child" I answered. I couldn't let her know my memories were back. She'd speed up the process of turning my child into a weapon!

"Ruby's a child." she spat.

"Mind telling why your general is stripped of weapons and tied down to a metal chair, Raven?" I asked.

Raven chuckled. I hate it when she does that. It reminds me of that...that Ingrid... "It's tradition, you see. When your general repels, this is what they get. It's funny though... because the last general of this organization, was also named Ingrid. And also, repelled against us. She was blown into bits thanks to you. I'm not surprised if you lied and told me your name was Ingrid instead of your real name, Victorie. I suppose the last name you heard was her name."

A scream echoed the area.

"Why did she come to her senses and fought against you?" said Raven, "simple...we brought her worst fear into reality."

Another scream filled the room. More voices. More echos. Oh no...I am not in the Macalla...not the Macalla...