Third Person POV:

Rome, Italy 2020

It's a quiet evening in Italy. In the StellarTech Satelite factory, there are guards doing their night patrol and playing cards while speaking Italian

Guard: Te lo dico io, Maldini è il miglior difensore di sempre. Cannavaro può aver vinto il pallone d'oro, ma Maldini è migliore sotto ogni punto di vista.(I'm telling you, maldini is the best defender ever. Cannavaro may have won the ballon d'or, but Maldini is better in every single way)

Guard 2: Penso che Baresi sia meglio di lui. Ha rivoluzionato la posizione difensiva.(I think Baresi is better than him. He revolutionized the defending position.)

Guard 3: Che cazzo, Cannavaro è molto sottovalutato. Ha vinto il pallone d'oro in un momento in cui Zidane, Ronaldo e Ronaldinho giocavano al meglio.(what the fuck, cannavaro is way underrated. he won the ballon d'or in a time where zidane, ronaldo and ronaldinho were playing in their prime)

In the distance, a man wearing a black jacket, black pants and black gloves sneaks his way into the factory

He sees a locked door in front of him and grabs his thieving tools to lock pick the door

He manages to do so and gets in the factory, which is very dark. So he puts on some high-tech glasses that have an augmented reality overlay and night vision mode.

The mysterious man looks for structural flaws inside the factory while also hiding from the guards

Moments later, his glasses detect a secret door on the wall

He puts his hand on the wall to reveal a hidden panel 

That opens a door and he sees a huge vault door on the other side

Y/N: There you are...

He opens his backpack and grabs some tools

While attempting to break the vault, Y/N grabs some exothermic charges to break open the vault door. These charges generate intense heat upon ignition, melting through the metal and allowing access to the contents of the vault.

He breaks the lock and opens the vault's door

When he goes to see the contents of the vault, he sees that there's nothing in there

Y/N: What the shit?

And right after he says that, the alarm goes off

He grabs his stuff and goes running towards the exit

The thief sees guards with machine guns coming towards him

Guard: Ehi! Fermati là!(Hey! Stop Right there!)

Y/N then runs up the stairs to see more guards coming towards

Starting to get surrounded, Y/N sees an open window and the sea, making him have an idea

He jumps off the window thinking he'd land on the water, but he lands on a wooden platform

He grunts in pain before being surrounded by guards, who all point their guns at him

Y/N then hears a familiar feminine voice

???: Okay people, stand down!

It was Natasha Romanoff, superspy and Y/N's mother

Y/N: Shit...

She walks up to him and kneels down

Natasha: Hey kiddo. Long time, don't you think?

Y/N: Never long enough, mom.

He then also hears a familiar male voice 

Bucky, his father, was also there

Bucky: Now that's no way of talking to your mother, Y/N.

Y/N rolls his eyes

Y/N: Just arrest me already. I can't stand to hear you scolding me.

They handcuff him and put him in a car

A couple of hours later, Y/N sees himself in an Italian prison  after finally getting caught

He then sees a tall, black man wearing a suit get in his cell

???: Y/N L/N. Remarkable thief, College-Educated, can speak up to seven languages and is a skilled martial artist. That's an impressive background you have here.

Y/N looks at the man, confused

Y/N: And who the hell are you?

M: Well, my name is of no relevance. But you can call me M. I'm here on behalf of the MI6.

Y/N: What does MI6 want with me?

M: You have a particular set of skills that interest us, Y/N. So this is why I'm here. To make you an offer you can't refuse.

Y/N: And that is...

M: Work for the MI6 and go on missions for Queen and Country while your government forgives you or...

Y/N: Rot in a cell.

M: You got it. Now, what's it gonna be? You stay in here planning for the great escape or become a superspy like your parents?

Y/N thinks about it. His skills were good enough to be noticed by one of the greatest intelligence agencies of the world. So he decided that he wouldn't waste his life. He'd be better.

Y/N: I'm in, M. I'm in.

M: Bloody hell, that was fast. But you're the one in a cell, so I understand that you want to get out of here. Anyways...welcome to MI6.