Kings And Queens - Kingsman AU - part 2
Word count: 3625
Summary: When Y/n’s brother tries to kill her, in order to take over the family mafia, she seeks refuge with the Kingsman. The Kingsman has been trying to shut down the mafia for quite some time, and since Y/n is looking for revenge, she might offer them a helping hand.
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A/N: I took a break from Tumblr for a while, so that’s why I’m not posting this till now. I most likely won’t update on a regular basis, but I’ll try to get a chapter done every once in a while. I hope you enjoy!
The rain was pouring down, making her drive just a bit slower than she usually would. The adrenaline was starting to wear off and her head was starting to spin. The events of the night was hitting her, thoughts racing through her mind, and she was already debating whether or not she was making the right decision.
Going to the Kingsman was already a bold move, if not completely stupid. They had no reason to trust or even believe her. Why on earth should she suddenly want to help bring down her own mob? She had had several run ins with them already, and to say they were on friendly terms was an overstatement, so they had no reason to help her, even if it would help them.
She didn’t know what to say when she got there, or what to do. Did she just knock on the door, and just waltz in, acting her confident self? As she pulled up next to manor, she didn’t feel anything like her confident self.
She was anything but confident as she walked out, into the rain. Her head was spinning, she was dizzy, her heart was beating so fast and she felt like she could barely stand. Since the adrenaline wasn’t helping her anymore, she was beginning to feel the pain in her body.
She wasn’t sure if she should bring her two bags up to the door or not, so she left them in the car. She had never felt this insecure, this desperate, this helpless. She could always handle it, she always had a plan, she always knew what to do, and she never asked for help, but now? Now she desperately needed help.
With an annoyed sigh, she knocked on the door. As she waited she adjusted her jacket impatiently, before knocking again. In that moment, she just wanted to get out of the rain, get out of the dark. It felt like something was crawling up her back, making her uneasy. She was nervous, maybe even a bit scared, but she would never admit that to herself.
As she was about to knock for the third time, the door opened. Inside was a agent she hadn’t seen before, someone she normally would have taken notice of, but tonight she didn’t even give him a second glance.
“Can i help you?” He asked, sounding tired. His hair was a mess, and and he wasn’t as well dressed as the agents usually were. Based on the time, it wouldn’t be weird if he had just woken up.
“I need to talk to… God, what was his name” She mumbled, trying to remember the name of the agent she had ran into several times. For some reason, she thought that if she just knew the name of a agent, he would let her in. Maybe if she could just see an agent that knew who she was, they would let her in, let her stay the night. Worst case, they would arrest her. “Gala-something. That guy, i need to talk to him”
“Galahad? Is that who you mean?” The young man asked, eyebrows raised. She gave him a small nod, not wanting to explain further. “Can it wait till the morning? It’s the middle of the night, he’s asleep. You need to have a really good reason, if you want me to wake anyone up”
“Do you know who i am? Because I’m sure if you tell him I’m here, he’ll be out of bed in a second” She stated. Her energy was starting to drain, and she felt exhausted. There was no way that she could put on a tough act. Anyone who knew her, wouldn’t be able to recognize her, because everything that defined her was gone.
“No, I don’t know who you are, and unless it’s life or death, it can wait till the morning” He was about to close the door and go back to bed, when she stopped him.
“It is life or death. I’m Y/n Fox, I run one of the biggest mobs in the U.K., so why don’t you just tell agent Galahad, that I’m here? I’m sure he’d like to know” She saw how his eyes got a big bigger by the mention of her name.
“Why are you here? He’s been after you for months. There’s got to be a reason to why you’re suddenly showing up at our doorstep in the middle of the night” He was suddenly completely awake, taking a closer look young woman in front of him. He had heard about her, everyone had.
“I’m here to help you take down the mob. I know more than anyone, and you can’t do it without me” She looked him right in the eye, but she had a hard time focusing on anything. She was getting dizzier by the second, but she was trying her best to keep it together.
“Right, and why on earth would you want to take down your own mob? Sorry love, but I’m not stupid. Why are you really here?” The young man asked again, as another young man walked down the stairs and towards the door. The second man she recognized, and it somehow made her relax just a little bit.
“What is the problem, Lanval?” The other man came to the door, and as soon as he saw her, he tensed up. “Miss Fox. Fancy seeing you here”
“I know. I wouldn’t be here, if i had somewhere else to go. I’m not an idiot” She sighed, her words slurring slightly.
“What do you mean you have nowhere to go? And why on earth would you think we would be of any help to you?” Agent Galahad asked harshly. He wanted to arrest her right there, but he knew he didn’t have anything to arrest her for.
“My brother decided that he wanted the mob, so I’m here here to see him fall. If he wants to knock me off the throne, I’ll burn the castle down” she was trying her best to look tough, and they both knew she meant business, but she didn’t look like it. “Do you want my help or not?”
“Why should I trust anything that comes from you? You’re aren’t exactly the most truthful person in the world” Galahad kept his posture, but he could feel something was off. She didn’t look nothing like herself, and there was something wrong with her.
“You shouldn’t trust me, but right now my life is in your hands” She told him truthfully. The nausea and dizziness became overwhelming, and she knew she had lost more blood than what was healthy. “Please, if you don’t help me, there’s a good chance that I’m going to pass out on your floor in a minute”
“What are you-“ Agent Lanval started, just as she stumbled inside, unable to hold her herself up. She had black dots before her eyes, and it took all she had to not pass out. Her jacket had slipped halfway off, revealing a bit blood stain on her shirt. “Shit”
“Fuck” She muttered from the floor, hand moving to the wound. “Please help me”
“Lanval, get her to the infirmary. I’ll get everything else ready” Galahad demanded, already rushing to the infirmary. Agent Lanval lifted her up in his arms, earning a moan of pain from her.
“Sorry, but it’s either this or walking and I’m not sure you’re in any condition to walk” The blonde agent said with a face that showed no signs of emotions. “I’m not even sure how you managed to stand at the door for that long, let alone get here”
“Adrenaline” She said through gritted teeth, waves of pain going through her shoulder. “Works wonders”
“Well, I hope you can get that going again, because there’s a good chance that it’s going to hurt a lot more in a minute” He told her honestly, as he stepped into the infirmary and put her down in the first bed. Galahad was already there, ready with everything they would need to stitch her up.
“Right. We need to get her clothes off, and we might need to give her some blood” Agent Galahad said, as he started to cut open her jacket.
“Trying to… Get me naked?” She tried to be witty, but just talking was causing her a lot of energy.
“Lanval, get a towel or something to cover her, while i fix her up” Galahad said, sending the younger agent on his way. He was cutting open her shirt, revealing the bleeding wound, but making sure not to expose her. “Now, what on earth happened to you, Miss Fox?”
“Knife. Stab” She muttered, mentally rolling her eyes at him. It seemed pretty obvious to her what had happened, and she would’ve thought any idiot would be able to tell.
“I guess that’s how your brother decided to take you out, then” Galahad said, connecting the dots, while getting ready to clean away the blood. “This is going to sting” He said casually, before putting a cloth on her skin around the wound.
The closer he got to the wound, the more she started squirming, trying to get away from the pain, trying to make it stop. When the cloth touched the open wound, she let out a scream that almost seemed inhuman. Since she was still squirming, it forced him to stop for a minute. In the meantime agent Lanval had returned with a blanket that he used to cover most of her body.
“She’s a screamer, that’s for sure” Lanval commented, earning a glare from her. It didn’t last long before she closed her eyes in exhaustion.
“We might need to anesthetize her, give her something that knocks her out” Galahad said, while she was till catching her breath.
“No” She said weakly. She was already slipping in and out of consciousness, but she didn’t feel safe here. She couldn’t trust the Kingsman, she didn’t really have the option of a choice, but she at least wanted to be awake if something happened.
“You don’t want anesthesia? Sweetheart, it’s not really a choice. This is going to hurt a lot, and I don’t think you want to feel it” Galahad already had the anesthesia ready, and he didn’t give her a chance to do anything before he gave it to her. “Lanval, hold her down till it kicks in”
“Fuck you” She hissed through gritted teeth, as the blonde agent held her down. Galahad was starting to give her stitches, closing the wound in her shoulder. She was struggling as much as she could for a couple of minutes, before she passed out.
“That was about time” Galahad muttered, finishing up carefully. “She’s a tough one, that’s for sure”
“So what do we do with her?” Lanval asked, stepping back a bit. “I mean. She’s out cold, she’s not waking up anytime soon, but what do we do about her? Do we leave her, guard her for the rest of the night? Do we turn her in? She is a criminal”
“She’s also part of the royal family, and it would be a big scandale if we turn her in” Galahad said, sitting down in a empty bed.
“So? It’s not going to be our scandal. It would possibly just help bring down the mob faster, and get her brother arrested too” He suggested, not caring too much about a royal scandal.
“And how do we turn her in, without letting anyone know about us? Do you plan on just handing her over to the police in this condition, without having to explain anything? Like how you know her, which connection you have to her, why on earth would a princess or duchess come to you, after her own brother stabbed her? How do you know for sure she’s a criminal and not just a victim?” Galahad asked.
“Scotland Yard then?” Another suggestion.
“Harrison, you’re an idiot. Have you ever considered why we don’t work with any police services?” Y/n was out cold, and Eggsy didn’t see the use for their code names anymore. “If we work with the police, the government will know about us, and then we wouldn’t be independent anymore”
“So what do we do about her? What’s the plan?” Harrison asked, looking at the woman on the bed. He knew about her, he knew how deadly she could be, but as she was laying there she looked more than harmless.
“I don’t know. We can’t do anything right now, so i guess we’ll have to wait till the morning. If she really wants to bring down her own mob, I say we let her help” Eggsy said, as he started cleaning up.
“So you want to trust her? You want to trust a criminal, whom you’ve been after for a while? Someone who's also one of the most dangerous people in the country, and who is a well known killer” Harrison looked at him surprised. “I’m just saying, from what I’ve heard she’s very deceiving and manipulating. Do you really think it’s a good idea to trust her?”
“I never said to trust her, I’m not a div. I’m just saying, she wouldn’t come here if she didn’t need help. She’s desperate, and we might as well use it. Her brother tried to kill her, and I don’t think she’s the kind of girl who forgives anyone” He clarified. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs, and cuffed her right arm to the bed. “I don’t trust her one bit, but we’ll check on her in the morning, and decide what to do”
“I don’t think we should help her. We got her, what else do we need?” Harrison said sternly. He had a weird feeling about her.
“Except she’s no longer in charge, her brother is. He just tried to kill his own sister, so I don’t know what else he might do. At least she was very by the book, and we knew what we were dealing with, now we don’t have a clue. Which is why we need to take him down too” Eggsy said. It annoyed him, because he finally had her, but he wasn’t really closer to bringing down the mob.
“I guess we’ll just have to wait till the morning then” Harrison shrug. He took off his suit jacket, and put it over her.
“What are you doing?” Eggsy asked.
“Giving her something to wear, in case she wakes up before we’re back here. You cut open her clothes, and even though she’s desperate, and think she still wants to have some dignity”
***
Hours later she woke up. Her whole body was sore and heavy, and she had little memory of what had happened the night before. She opened her eyes, and found herself in a strange place with a aching shoulder.
She tried to sit up to get a better look around, but was retained by the cuffs on her wrist. She could feel the burning sensation on her shoulder, and she could see she blood stain on the sheet under her.
With careful movements, she moved down on the bed, so her hand could reach her earring and take it out. With the earring in her hand, she started picking the lock of the cuff that tied her to the bed. It took a lot more concentration that it usually did, but her mind was slowly starting to clear up and she could think straighter.
Her memories of the night before was starting to come back. She remembered her brother coming into the room, and she remembered imagines of them fighting, but she didn’t really know why they were fighting or what they were fighting about.
With a click the cuff released from the bed, and she was able to get up and away. As she sat up, she was hit with a pounding headache, that made the pain from her shoulder seem like a meaningless itch.
More imagines flashed in her mind, and she remembered how her brother had tried to kill her, and she didn’t need the memories to know why. She had always known he wanted to be the one in control, but she never thought he’d actually kill her to get there.
She didn’t remember much else besides that. She didn’t know where she went or what had happened, she didn’t know where she was or how she got there. Someone had to have helped her, because she couldn’t have done it herself. She would still be bleeding, or possibly dead if she had been on her own.
She noticed the cut up jacket and t-shirt under her, and the lack of a bra told her she had been in a hurry. A black suit jacket was on top of her, and despite the pain she was quick to put it on and cover herself up. With a grunt she got up and took a look around.
There was no arguing that she was in an infirmary, and based on the high ceiling and big windows it was most likely in a very big house or mansion. There were several beds, but hers was the only which was used. Everything looked clean, like the place wasn’t used that often.
She heard faint footsteps coming from afar, and it made her go stand beside the door. Adrenaline was pumping through her body again, making the pain bearable. She didn’t know who was going to come through that door, but she knew whoever it was handcuffed her to the bed in the first place, so it most likely wasn’t a friendly face.
With than handcuffs still around her right wrist, she had it ready, waiting for someone to walk through the door at any moment. The footsteps got closer, and she heard the door unlock. So not only had she been handcuffed, they had also locked the door in an attempt to keep her here.
A young man walked into the room with a tray in his hands. He walked past her, and all she could see was his dark curls and the back of a black suit. With silent steps she snuck up behind him, put the handcuffs around his neck, and tightened her grip.
“Who are you and what the hell am I doing here?” She said in low voice. She didn’t want to make too much noise, or attract any attention. The young man dropped the tray, making more noise than she had anticipated.
“Kingsman, I’m with the Kingsman!” He exclaimed, putting his hands up to pull the handcuffs away from his throat. “You came here by yourself”
“I would never do that, no matter how desperate I was, so if you don’t want to die in a minute, I’d start telling the truth” She tightened the cuffs on his neck, making him gasp for air.
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t kill my agents, miss Fox” A voice from behind her said. With the cuffs still on the young man’s throat, she turned around, facing a familiar face.
“Are you gonna stop me? Because we both know that he’d be dead and I’d be gone before you got the chance” She looked him dead in the eye, keeping a tight grip on the cuffs.
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t kill one of my agents, since we just saved your life. You were desperate enough to come here, because you have nowhere else to go, so if you want our help, you let him go” Agent Galahad stood calmly in front of her, as she slowly loosened her grip.
“Why would you help me? What’s in it for you?” She asked before letting him go completely. She didn’t trust him, she didn’t trust any of them.
“From what I understand, we want the same thing. I want to shut down your mob, and I know you want to take down your brother. You can either cooperate, and get what you want, or we can simply do it without you. It’s your choice really” Galahad offered.
“You can’t do it without me. You wouldn’t even have had me, if I hadn’t been dumb enough to walk up on your doorstep. I on the other hand, can get what I want without you” She finally let the other agent go, letting her arms fall down by her side.
“I don’t think you realise how close we were. We know more than you think, and we were very close to bringing you down entirely” Galahad said as a matter of factly, expecting her to be surprised, but she just smiled.
“I hate to break it to you, but you only know what I wanted you to know. I’ve been feeding you false information since the first time we ran into each other. So whatever you think you know, is most likely a lie” She told him, an apologetic smile on her lips. “So give me a good reason to why I should help you”
“Miss Fox, you don’t really have much of a choice. From what I understand, you have nowhere to go, you have a very injured shoulder and could easily be taken down right this second. Or did you really think that I’d let you walk, when I finally have you in custody?” Galahad said cooly, and judging by the look in her eyes she knew.
“I’ll cooperate, but I am in no way in your costurdy. We both know I could get away if I wanted to, and we both know that as soon as we both have what we want, you’ll never see me again. I help you, you let me walk. That’s the deal”
“That’s the deal”
