**London, 2015**

Harry Hart sits in the back of a cab, after a moment of silence passes, he speaks to the driver "To the shop, please."

The car pulls up outside the Kingsman tailor shop and Harry exits the car. Entering the shop, he is greeted by the tailor standing behind the desk,

"Arthur is in the dining room, sir." With that, Harry proceeds down the narrow halls until he reaches the dining room. Upon entering the dining room, he greets Arthur with a nod,

"Arthur."

"Galahad," Arthur replies, "The others were beginning to wonder if we were going to have a double toast." Harry takes a seat next to Arthur and both men put on their glasses, showing holograms of the other Kingsman agents taking part in the meeting. Arthur addresses the agents in attendance, "Gentlemen, I am thankful to say it's been seventeen years since we last had occasion to use this decanter. Lancelot was an outstanding agent and a true Kingsman, he will be sorely missed." Arthur holds up his glass of whiskey, leading a toast, "To Lancelot". The other agents join him, holding up their glasses,

"To Lancelot". Once they finish their drinks, Arthur continues with the meeting,

"I intend to start the selection process for Lancelot's replacement tomorrow. I want each of you to propose a candidate and have them report to UK HQ no later than 9 p.m. GMT. Thank you". With that, all of the men remove their glasses, leaving only Harry and Arthur at the table until a bald man with glasses steps into the doorway. Behind him is a young brunette woman dressed rather stylishly. She was wearing a navy-blue blazer over a white blouse, with black pants. Arthur greets them immediately, "Merlin, Morgana. Come in." He turns to Harry, "Lancelot was investigating a group of mercenaries who were experimenting with biological weaponry." The young woman, Morgana, finally speaks up,

"Glasses please, gentlemen". Arthur and Harry put their glasses back on as Merlin shows them the information the pair had gathered, through a painting hanging on the wall.

"Uganda, 2012. Synthetic Cathinone. You put it in the water supply of a guerrilla army base. Rage, cannibalism. Multiple fatalities. Chechnya, 2013. Insurgents turned on one another. Indisputable, the work of our mercenaries but no trace of any chemicals of any kind."

"So what happened to Lancelot?" Harry asks the pair. Morgana responds this time,

"He tracked them to this property in Argentina. And while he had them under surveillance, he became aware that they had effected a kidnapping. So he executed a solo rescue mission which failed." Using her own clipboard, she puts a message up on the screen, "This is his last transmission". The message from Lancelot simply reads "KIDNAP VICTIM IS PROFESSOR JAMES ARNOLD". Unsure of who the man is, Harry asks,

"Who is he?"

"Some climate change doomsayer." Morgana responds, "Expounded something called Gaia theory about the world healing itself or something of the sort. But what's curious, is he's not actually missing." Morgana puts footage of the man in question up on the screen, "This is Professor Arnold."

"At Imperial College, this morning" Merlin adds. Morgana hands the files she was holding to Harry,

"Cheers, darling" he says, thanking the woman. She smiles in response before Arthur speaks again,

"It's all yours. And don't forget your membership proposal. Try picking a more suitable candidate this time."

"Seventeen years and still evolving with the times remains an entirely foreign concept to you. Need I remind you, I wouldn't be here if it weren't for that young man. He was as much Kingsman material as any of them. More so."

"But he wasn't exactly one of us, was he?" Arthur chides, "Let's face it, Galahad. Your little experiment failed. Harry scoffs,

"With respect, Arthur, you're a snob." He stands up from his seat and starts to walk out.

"With respect?" Arthur inquires.

"The world is changing. There's a reason why aristocrats developed weak chins." Harry responds, turning on his heel and walking out. Harry doesn't even make it a step outside the door before being approached by Morgana. "Approached" is a little generous, as she basically jumped in front of him and would have scared the living daylights out of him, had he not been a classically trained spy who had lived with the girl's antics for years.

"You're supposed to have a candidate by tonight, have you even thought of anyone yet?" Morgana asked in a rush.

"No need to worry, I have it under control." Harry said, regardless of not having a single clue as to who to nominate.

"Alright, well let me know if you need me to run background checks or anything of the likes." She offers.

"Will do, thank you dear."

"Anytime, agent." She says with a mock salute before turning on her heel and walking away. Just when Harry thinks he's alone again, Merlin pops up behind him.

"Harry, may I speak to you for a second?"

"Of course, Merlin, what is it?"

"Arthur wants me to propose a candidate for Lancelot's replacement, and I have already spoken to him about my selection, but I wanted to run it by you."

"Alright, who did you have in mind?" Harry inquires curiously.

"Now Arthur said that my candidate likely won't become Lancelot, but they could still become a full Kingsman agent given their current status. This process would basically clear them for field assignments and such."

"Well then, go on. Who is it?" Harry pushes. Merlin spares him a glance before looking down quickly, knowing the agent wouldn't like his answer.

"Clara."

A/N: Hi guys! Thank you for the follows, favorites and reviews! So I plan to have this story follow the first movie, and I think I'm going to see where things go after that. Admittedly, I wasn't a huge fan of The Golden Circle, but I'm still absolutely in love with the first movie (and Eggsy). This is my first time writing a fanfiction after reading it for years, and I'm pretty excited about it. I hope you guys enjoy this! :)