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“Jessica, Charlize, Idris, today we will be practicing the art of Krav Maga. Galahad will be your instructor, accompanied by Excalibur,” Merlin announces bright and early at 6am.
They were down to the final three, a terrifyingly talented group of recruits that Merlin was reluctant to let go of. The youngest was Jessica Abbey, a nineteen-year-old technology prodigy with a sharp mind and wit to match. She had been recommended by Roxy, apparently one of her distant cousins whom she saw on occasion.
The other female of the group was Charlize Murdoch, a twenty-two-year-old veteran who lost her left arm during her service. Regardless of her brand new prosthetic arm, she held the highest weapons scores that Merlin had seen since Harry’s during his prime. She had been recommended by Eggsy, the young man recognizing her from his training for the Marines.
The lone male of the group was Idris Elba, a thirty-year-old man who held a striking resemblance to the actor, a point of amusement for the other recruits. Harry had brought him in, stealing him from MI-6. Idris had moderately high weapons scores and intellect, but his specialty was honeypot missions, his natural charm accentuated by his twin appearance to the actor, Idris Elba,
“Excuse me sir? Excalibur?” the youngest recruit, Jessica, asks, a puzzled look upon her face. All Knights had already been introduced in the past seven months, and she could not recall ever meeting an Excalibur.
“Galahad and Arthur’s son,” Merlin explains curtly, just as Lee comes toddling into view, Eggsy following behind him looking amused.
“He’s got a codename?” Charlize scoffs, “He’s what? Three?”
Idris stifles a laugh as Lee walks up to Charlize and promptly lays her on her back with a swift kick at her legs. Jessica blinks in surprise and stares in shock at the little boy who is toddling back to his father.
“Good boy Lee,” Eggsy whispers, Lee grinning at his praise. “I wouldn’t mess wiv him,” Eggsy says, addressing the recruits now. “Me ‘n Arfur trained ‘em ourselves.”
Merlin coughs.
“Merlin and Lancelot helped as well,” Eggsy concedes.
“My auntie Roxy and Unca Machete help lots,” Lee beams, smiling up at his godfather and Eggsy.
“Fuckin’ brat,” Charlize mutters from where she lays on the ground. “Caught me off guard.”
“Never underestimate your opponent,” Merlin chastises the recruit, handing his clipboard to Eggsy so he could pick up his godson. “You never know what form your opponent may take on an assignment. An experienced assassin may be a child, a feeble old man may be the cause of your death. You all know the saying, never judge a book by its cover.”
Charlize remains silent as she brings herself to her feet, muttering to herself as Jessica and Idris look on in amusement. Eggsy flashes a grin at his mentee and is met with a glare.
“Kwav Maga,” Lee starts moment later, “issa self-defwence system-”
“Is he our teacher for today?” Idris asks, much to the ire of the interrupted toddler.
“Indeed he is,” Merlin answers, a smug grin set on his face as he takes a step back with Eggsy. “Now listen to your instructor.”
The recruits fall silent as Lee continues to ramble on about Krav Maga, explaining the principles behind the art of defense and its history. Eggsy beams with pride, happy that Lee remembers so much of what Harry had taught him earlier. Jessica’s mouth hangs open when Lee moves on to giving examples of the techniques he’s talking about.
“How-?” she asks as Lee manages to drop Idris on his back with little effort.
“Little man has some moves,” Idris marvels from where he lays on the ground, “I’m impressed."
“What can he really do though?” Charlize challenges, casting a despairing look at the three-year-old, thinking that Idris had only allowed himself to be taken down. Eggsy smirks and backs away as Lee lets out a frustrated growl.
“Kwav Maga fwocuses on taking out da enemy. Espeshwally the ouchiest parts,” Lee explains before he lunges at Charlize’s face, hands poised to take out her neck and eyes.
“Oh shit,” Jessica gasps, moving to the side as Charlize attempts to defend herself from the angry toddler.
“Mother fuck!” Charlize yells as the rest of Kingsman watches in amusement.
“We taught him well,” Harry whispers into Eggsy’s ear, having made his way to the training room in time to see Lee’s act of aggression. Merlin nods in agreement as Lee manages to latch to Charlize’s back, trying to pull the young woman to the ground using his weight and gravity.
“Yeah, but it’s not Krav Maga anymore,” Eggsy replies, the training dissolving into a shocked Jessica, amused Idris, and furious Charlize.
“But now they know not to underestimate Lee,” Harry beams, just as Lee pins Charlize to the ground.
Lee looks up at his parents for their approval, sitting on Charlize’s stomach in victory.
Idris lets out a snort when Harry and Eggsy give their son matching thumbs up.