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"(Y/N), your sister..." Eggsy took a moment to breathe in, almost like he was trying to wrap his head around his own statement. "she's alive." My heart seemed to stop in my chest. At first I was in denial. The evidence, the facts... I saw the picture of her decapitated head. It didn't make any logical sense. But why would this be the first thing Eggsy wanted to say to me when we hadn't seen each other in almost a full year? Unless he wasn't lying. Still, I needed more proof before I got my hopes up yet again. "That's interesting, babes." I scoffed sarcastically. "This is the exact opposite of what you told me last time we were together." Eggsy's jaw visibly clenched as he swallowed the sardonic insult. "I'm sorry for not believing you then. But now, of all people, you should know how crazy it sounds." Rolling my eyes, I muttered, "I can't comprehend it. You came all the way to Kentucky just to bullshit me..." I began to turn away from Eggsy, when he grabbed me by my elbow and spun me back around. "We didn't just come here for you, (Y/N)." His kind, deep set eyes bore into mine, and with all seriousness he said, "Everyone is dead." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Y/N) had come to terms with her sister's death after the previous year and Valentine's genocide attempt. She had the perfect boyfriend, and an amazing job saving the world. She's sent spiraling again as rumors resurface and a mass investigation of her own family legacy begins. Having welcomed who she is already, (Y/N) must accept that not everyone is who they seem. Perhaps along the way she might rekindle her past relationship. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own any of the Kingsman: The Golden Circle characters, plot, or universe. All I own is (Y/N)'s backstory, and family. This simply a bit of good fun, and some writing practice. I am NOT, by any means, profiting off of this.
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