New day.

New needle in her hand.

Getting out of her bed for Sophie was getting harder and harder. Not that she didn't like her job. It was interesting, meeting new people, subtly knowing that by making agents' suits she was saving world in her own type of way.

Putting on her own suit, that she has designed herself, Sophie stood in front of her mirror and looked at herself. She looked almost normal, except for her bare feet and bed head.

"Beat the bad guys in your own way." Sophie murmured and sat down to do her make-up and hair. Putting on some killer eyeliner, eye shadow and her favorite high-heels she was ready to go. Before leaving she grabbed her newly designed suit.

"I think you need some testing today." she smiled to herself and went outside where a cab was already waiting for her.

"Good morning, Miss Richards." her driver William greeted her and opened car's doors for her.

"'Morning, William." Sophie smiled and handed him the black bag with suit within before getting in the cab.

"Where to, Miss?" William asked when he got back in the car.

"To the tailor shop, please." Sophie said looking out of the window.

Upon arriving at the Kingsman, she couldn't notice but to feel this eerie feeling about it.

"What happened, William?" Sophie asked getting out of the car, eyes glued to the window with golden letters. Handing back the bag to the girl, driver answered:

"You better get inside."

Sophie's eyes drifted back to William. That phrase mortified her till the bone.

"Who...?" she asked, barely able to speak at all. She had received the same answer when she got here all those years ago. Not saying anything drive just nodded for her to go inside. Slinging the bag over her shoulder and taking deep breath Sophie went in.

'I'm gone for one day. Just to make them a better suit. And yet I come back to bad news...' Sophie thought to herself.

Carefully putting down the bag on table, girl looked around. Slowly make her way around the counter she stood behind it and let her hands run along its sides. Taking another deep breath Sophie went back to her black bag and took out the new suit concept. Taking ahold of its jacket she returned back to the counter to make some last minute stiches.

The bell above the door indicated of someone's arrival. Raising her eyes up she was met with Agent Percival and some girl similar to her own age.

"Good morning, sir." Sophie greeted and straightened.

"Good morning, Richards." he greeted and turned to walk to Fitting Room One.

"Sir..." Sophie started quietly playing with a needle in her hands.

Percival stopped and turned to girl.

"Who is it?" she asked unsurely when got his attention.

"Lancelot, he was an outstanding agent." Percival answered.

"I supposed that his replacement has already started." Sophie said. Agent didn't answer, only nodded and went to Fitting Room.

'I just hope that my suit didn't fail him.' Sophie thought briefly. 

Hey! Here you can llok at chapter nr. II

I really hope that you like this story so far.

Also I had to put that pic up there, okay?