Delivering the Package | M | Arthur Gwen Merlin Morgana | Sexual Innuendo and Mild Violence Uther Pendragon looked at his son from across his desk. “I have an assignment for you, Agent 513. I need you to make contact with a double agent. You give her the code phrase and she will give you intel.”
“You want me to pick up a package? Don't we have couriers for that?” Arthur was slightly annoyed at being given an assignment well below his pay grade.
“Well after Monaco you would think you would be glad for any assignment.” Uther gave him a stern look.
“How was supposed to know she was a princess?” Arthur knew defending himself was useless. He decided to change the subject. “What is the intel on?”
“There is a new player in the game. He goes by The Warlock. He is dangerous and he needs to be apprehended.”
Arthur sighed. It was another sorcerer. His father had a thing about sorcerers.
“Who is the double agent and what do I tell her?” Arthur asked.
“She goes by the code name Fallen Angel. Here is a photo and the information you need to contact her.” Uther said.
“Pretty.” Arthur smiled.
“Pretty deadly.” Uther said. “She took down an entire room of Russians before they could draw their weapons. She isn't the kind you need to be trying to charm.”
Arthur nodded. “Got it.”
“When you have the package just bring it back here.” Uther said. “We need to study it before we act.”
Arthur grinned. “I'll have by tea time tomorrow.”
Uther rolled his eyes. “Just get the bloody package.”
Two hours later, Arthur walked into the nightclub where he was to make the exchange. He sat down at a table and ordered his usual, dirty martini - extra dirty.
From behind a stage curtain two people peeked out at the newcomer.
“He looks like MI5.” The woman said.
“He is. That's Arthur Pendragon. I'm surprised to see him after that incident in Monaco.” The man said.
“How do you know all that?” The woman asked.
“I shagged his sister.” The man grinned. “Shagged her rotten too.”
“Merlin!” The woman looked amused.
“Oh come on Gwen. You are gonna shag him you know you are.” Merlin said.
“Hmm. He is pretty.” Gwen grinned mischievously.
Merlin snorted. “Smart he's not. After what he did to that princess in Monaco, he should have been shot.”
“Knock him out. We’ll take him to the catacombs. Be careful last time you took out the whole Saudi delegation. I had to search them all. I needed an entire bottle of hand sanitizer to do it.”
“How was I supposed to know the guy would hide it there?” Merlin said. “I wouldn't have put it there. Damn uncomfortable place for a flash drive if you ask me.”
“Just do the bloody spell.” Gwen said.
Merlin whispered and his eyes flashed golden fire. Arthur's head hit the table with a loud thunk.
Uther Pendragon looked at his son from across his desk. “I have an assignment for you, Agent 513. I need you to make contact with a double agent. You give her the code phrase and she will give you intel.”
“You want me to pick up a package? Don't we have couriers for that?” Arthur was slightly annoyed at being given an assignment well below his pay grade.
“Well after Monaco you would think you would be glad for any assignment.” Uther gave him a stern look.
“How was supposed to know she was a princess?” Arthur knew defending himself was useless. He decided to change the subject. “What is the intel on?”
“There is a new player in the game. He goes by The Warlock. He is dangerous and he needs to be apprehended.”
Arthur sighed. It was another sorcerer. His father had a thing about sorcerers.
“Who is the double agent and what do I tell her?” Arthur asked.
“She goes by the code name Fallen Angel. Here is a photo and the information you need to contact her.” Uther said.
“Pretty.” Arthur smiled.
“Pretty deadly.” Uther said. “She took down an entire room of Russians before they could draw their weapons. She isn't the kind you need to be trying to charm.”
Arthur nodded. “Got it.”
“When you have the package just bring it back here.” Uther said. “We need to study it before we act.”
Arthur grinned. “I'll have by tea time tomorrow.”
Uther rolled his eyes. “Just get the bloody package.”
Two hours later, Arthur walked into the nightclub where he was to make the exchange. He sat down at a table and ordered his usual, dirty martini - extra dirty.
From behind a stage curtain two people peeked out at the newcomer.
“He looks like MI5.” The woman said.
“He is. That's Arthur Pendragon. I'm surprised to see him after that incident in Monaco.” The man said.
“How do you know all that?” The woman asked.
“I shagged his sister.” The man grinned. “Shagged her rotten too.”
“Merlin!” The woman looked amused.
“Oh come on Gwen. You are gonna shag him you know you are.” Merlin said.
“Hmm. He is pretty.” Gwen grinned mischievously.
Merlin snorted. “Smart he's not. After what he did to that princess in Monaco, he should have been shot.”
“Knock him out. We’ll take him to the catacombs. Be careful last time you took out the whole Saudi delegation. I had to search them all. I needed an entire bottle of hand sanitizer to do it.”
“How was I supposed to know the guy would hide it there?” Merlin said. “I wouldn't have put it there. Damn uncomfortable place for a flash drive if you ask me.”
“Just do the bloody spell.” Gwen said.
Merlin whispered and his eyes flashed golden fire. Arthur's head hit the table with a loud thunk.
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