"Manners maketh man. Do you know what that means?" Merlin asked.
Four tall, well groomed men raised their hands behind me.
"Put your hands down, you don't know what it is." Merlin said. "Each letter in M.A.N.N.E.R.S. stands for something. Each letter will be a different stage of your initiation. Let's start with A."
"Wait. Manners starts with an M, why don't we start with M?" I asked, ignoring all the glares on me. Not only was I dressed in- well nothing designer, but I was a girl.
"Because the M stands for Much Needed Fashion. And those suits are expensive as fuck! So we're not giving them out till we know which one of you is going to be a Kingsman."
"Only one of us is going to get the job?"
"Yeah. Or die trying. Alright, let's begin."
A- Assault Tactics
I reached for Peter's arm but he kicked me in the shin before grabbing me by the back of the neck and throwing me face first to the laughed. "Are you even trying? I've never seen anyone suck this bad?"
You flipped over in pain as you laughed a little, "When would I learn how to fight? My job is to make pastries!"
"I've been trained in everything from karate to special ops. Father always pays for the best for me." He reached out his hand and I foolishly reached for it. He just laughed before kicking me in the face.
When I woke, I was still in the grey training room, with a bunch of people surrounding me, one of them being Merlin, giving me a look between sadness, pity, and disappointment.
"What the hell is your problem Peter?"
"My problem is you. Kingsman is for men, that's why it's called what it is."
"They would have called it Kingsman and women, but they thought the title was to long." I said.
"You don't belong here! You're not rich. You can't fight. You're not Kingsman material in any sense of the word."
I nodded along, slowly and stiffly getting up, pushing away every bodies hands as I walked away.
"That's right. Go home!"
I rolled my eyes as I reached down and grabbed my towel and water bottle, drenching my towel with the water and walking back over to Peter who had his back to me, laughing his ass off with his ugly rich friends. I got on my tiptoes so I could wrap the drench towel around his face and yank him to the floor, He squirmed as his body hit the floor and I climbed on top of him, pinning his arms with my bony knees.
"Since you're so smart in fighting, tell me, do you know what this is? It's waterboarding. Well with a little less water." I lifted the towel and he gasped hard.
"I have nothing against you. But do something like that to me again, and I will not be nice." I said through my teeth.
"You can't even fight!" He yelled. I just put my towel back over his face and poured the rest of my water bottle on top of his face before getting up and walking over to Merlin. "So, what's next in Assualt Tactics?"
The next day we all gathered back in the grey training room to be greeted by Eggsy. I couldn't help but smile.
"This session will be about how to hide your weapons and how to quickly get to them. Also we're going to find out what weapons you're best at."
And so over the hour, we rotated through the many stations, testing out different guns, gernades, knifes, switchblades, and "Titanium string? Was is that?" One of the guys asked.
"Here let me show you." Eggsy walked over to the guy and grabbed the silver string- well actually it was shaped like a button, but when you pressed the button, you could pull the silver string out, which is what Eggsy did. He pulled the string out before quickly wrapping around the guys neck. The guy fidgeted but Eggsy told him not to move. "I can pull this and it would slice right through. But don't worry, I'm not here to kill you." He laughed, releasing the string and patting the guy on the shoulder.
Later, after testing the weapons, we were told to always carry three weapons on you. A gun, a knife, and a grenade.
"Alright, now try hiding them on your body." Eggsy said.
After strapping the small knife to my waist under my designer jumpsuit, I immediately remembered the Taken 2 movie and bent down to stash the grenade in my sock. As I was standing up I felt someone come up behind me.
"Don't freak out. It's just me." I smelled his calming scent and subtle cologne and knew it was Eggsy. "Just wanted to tell you that's a bad place to hid a knife."
"Why?"
"Because when most attractive women like yourself are in the field, people like to grab them by the waist." Eggsy said, putting his hands gently on my waist, pressing my toned chest to my back. "And see, I can feel the knife. The enemy will feel it to and know you're not a friend. Then they'll attack." I could feel his breath on my neck.
"Not before I attack first." I said, grabbing the knife and spinning around. Eggsy was quicker and grabbed my wrist holding the knife, a smirk on his face.
"Oh stop smirking, you have more training then I do." I blushed, looking down.
He let go of my wrist and tilted my head up so he could look me in the eyes. "I'm really glad you said yes to wanting to be a Kingsman."
"We'll let's see how well I do first. Fighting isn't my strong suit."
"I'll help you."
"There's other things I'd rather you help me with."
"Like what?"
"Like helping me get this date with this really handsome guy." I tried to keep eye contact, but the feeling made me happy and nervous and I blushed, looking away.
"Someone I know?" He asked with an all knowing smile.
"You're there to teach Eggsy. You get so distracted when it comes to pretty girls you know that?" Merlin said in the ear piece Eggsy wore.
"I do not." Eggsy responded.
"Remember Princess Tilde. 'We can do it up the arsehole'." Merlin mocked a girly voice and Eggsy had to clear his throat, glad you couldn't hear what Merlin just said.
"Well looks like I better get back to teaching. Don't think this means our conversation is over. I'm going to help you get that date." He winked.
N- Neutral façade in face of confrontation or crisis.
"Because you are all doing so well, I am taking you all out to the pub." Merlin said with a devious smile, but none of us thought to heavy about it.
So we arrived at the pub, all sitting around in a comfy booth but the boys quickly dispersed, wanting more drinks and to dance and to hit on girls. I just slouched back in my seat and drank my Guinness in peace, before a gorgeous brunette came up to me. "Are you (Y/N)?"
"Yes."
"I'm Eggsy's girlfriend."
"Oh, hello." I swallowed, I didn't know he had a girlfriend.
"He told me you've been hitting on him, clinging to him like a desperate dog. He's mine so stay away."
"I honestly didn't know, I'm sorry. Yeah I'll back off." I was so mad at myself, of course someone as hot as Eggsy wouldn't already have a girlfriend. What a dick!
The girl gave a wicked laugh. "Oh you bitch, almost fooled me."
"Fooled you? No, I'm telling the truth."
"Stay the FUCK AWAY FROM HIM!"
"OKAY! I said I would didn't I! You don't have to yell!"
The girl grabbed me by my hair before pulling me close to her and whispered in my ear. "You whore. He'll never like you. So boring and plain."
I pulled away as calmly as I could. "Yes, boring and plain that's me." I wasn't trying to start anything. "Well it was lovely meeting you." I said taking a last sip of my drink before slipping out of the pub. As I walked by a window, I saw one of the guys from my initiation being yelled at, so he yelled back before swinging a punch. And then the other guy launched himself at him, tackling them over a table. I shook my head before catching the tube as close as I could back to the Kingsman headquarters we were temporarily staying at.
The next morning I woke up before making toast for breakfast, 30 minutes later, 3 hung over men joined me. "Where's the other guy? Probably in jail." I asked, remembering his pub fight.
The others shrugged, groaning at the sunlight that streamed in through the tall windows.
Minutes later. "Congratulations. You 4 have passed. As you're probably wondering where Jeremy is. Last night, he was kicked out of Kingsman for starting the fight. This section was all about confrontation, and he was to much of a hot head. Everybody who confronted you last night was a former member of Kingsman, and whatever they said to you was fake. We created scenarios that would most upset you. Congratulations for not falling for it."
I don't know why but I sighed in relief. Eggsy was single and wasn't a dick. I had thought over that all night, thinking he had a girlfriend, thinking he was just messing with me. I couldn't help but smile knowing all of last night was fake.
N-No Ties but Kingsman
"Kingsman is a two way street. Not only do we have to trust you, but you must trust us. Once you are in Kingsman, you must forget about everybody you use to know and love. We are you're new family. And most importantly: Kingsman only has two purposes, to make the world a better place and to protect the innocent. So what we say goes." Merlin said as we finished eating lunch. Merlin had given everybody the morning off to bounce back from the hangover. As I was putting my dishes away, Merlin came into the kitchen. "(Y/N) I have a mission for you."
"So soon?" I asked as I followed him down stairs, down wood paneled walls down to the cement basement beneath the new recruits floor. He tapped in a code and unlocked the metal.
I followed him in to see Eggsy tied in a metal chair, a gag in his mouth. His face was creased with worry and he was squirming as Merlin loudly shut the door behind us.
"What's going on?" I asked.
Merlin then pulled out a gun from the wasteband of his pants and handed it to me. "Shoot him."
And now that speech about trust at lunch made sense.
What happened at the Tea Shoppe.
DeMarco's POV
After (Y/N) had fainted and Kingsman bursted into the tea shop, I ran and jumped out a window, escaping through the underground sewer systems. I had a getaway boat waiting for me, zipping me back in time for a dinner at a clients house.
Once I arrived in Italy, there was an extra suit in the expenisve car that drove to my friends house. I quickly changed as the car rolled to a stop. I climbed out, climbing up the white marble steps and knocking on the bright red door. My driver was down by the car, pulled out an expensive painting from the trunk and struggling to carry it up the steps behind me.
I was invited in by the old butler and led into the grand dinning room.
"Oh Antonio!" I gave a fake smile as he stood up and clasped my hands.
"DeMarco! Thank you so much for coming."
"Oh my pleasure. My pleasure indeed." I smirked as I stood beside him. "Are you ready to live forever?"
He smiled eagerly.
"Benjamin please bring in the painting!"
Benjamin, my driver, struggling to carry the painting but was able to gently set it on the table and carefully cut off the protective cloth around it to reveal the beautiful art.
"Oh it's more gorgeous in person. And I'll be able to stare at it forever. May I try the product now?" He asked eagerly.
"After the money I'm afraid."
"Oh yes. Butler please hurry and bring along the money!"
The old Butler scurried off and less then a minute brought back two black suitcases.
"The first one has $5 million for the painting. And the second $25 million dollars." The Butler announced, snapping them both open to show the suitcases full of money.
"Had a good friend of mine break into the Royal Bank of Britain to get that 25 mill. Now how bought that immortality?"
"As you wish." I said as I turned over the painting and slowly popped the back of the frame off to reveal a small brown purse tucked inside.
"The Chinese believed the Lingzhi mushroom, also known as the Reishi mushroom, was the cure to Immortality. They used mix it with a bunch of spices and other herbs. Unfornutaly they never just tried it by itself. If they would, they would have found the cure to immortality they were looking for." I informed as I slowly opened the purse and grabbed a large reddish mushroom, passing it over. "Warning: They are very tough to chew."
Antonio laughed. "Seems fair trade for Immortality. Bottoms up." he said as he popped the mushroom into his mouth and began chewing, and chewing, and chewing. "Oh, I feel it working. I feel..oh that has a heedy taste." He coughed, still chewing. "I feel lightheaded. I c-c-can't." He struggled before scratching at his dry throat. "C-c-cant breath!" He gagged and choked, his face turning purple and blue as veins popped out and he fell to the floor.
I could only smirk.
Sorry their isn't as much Eggsy. Their will be next time! Thank you so much for reading :) Really hope you like it and if you could spare a moment, review :)