Chapter 1 : Evey Meets V

Cold... Empty... Dark... and Dangerous.

That would be the general answer you hear when you ask about the dark city of Gotham in the middle of the night.

Every atrocious thing inhumanly possible could be found in this city. From the smallest thing such as pickpocketing to people getting killed by laughing they're last breath out.

In my late father's words, it's a hellhole.

Once you came into this city, you can't go back out. Either you're dead because you heard a dealings of some gangs, or you were part of the gang itself.

The only way to survive in this city, is by playing ignorant. As they always said, Ignorance is a bliss.

Though maintaining those ignorance till you're old is another thing.

According to statistics, only 1% of Gotham citizens could live until their 80s. And that includes the high-class people that lives in their safe, secure home. Away from all the commotion of the crime city.

My name is Evey, Evey Hammond I've been in this hellhole of a city for the last 24 years of my life. The first 8 years of is perfect like any other American child. Both my mother and father were of British lineage, and so, I was raised in a British way, all the way to my accent.

Everything's perfect in my life.

That was until they murdered my mother.

She was a good mother. a perfect mother any other kid could have wished for in this hellhole of a city. She's found dead in a nearby alley with body full of semen.

The culprit? It's not the tens of thousands of gangsters, nor the thousands of mafias, nor was it the hundreds of supervillains the city has.

It's 3 horny policeman who did it. A f*cking policeman who should be protecting us from the criminals, had now become the criminal itself. My father tried to take them to court, but all they receive is getting fired from their job and a 2 year parole.

My father tried his best to make the case viral. And that costs him his life.

I still remember the day my father dropped dead in front of me as I hid under the bed with two holes in his head.

From then on, I am officially become an orphan. An Orphaned child in this hellhole called Gotham City. Grown up hoping to be an aspiring actress to leave this hellhole and move to LA.

That is until I met Him.

~~~

Gotham City, Midnight.

A lone woman was seen walking silently towards her home a few blocks away, careful not to alert any predator lurking in the dark.

She suddenly stopped. Panicking as she saw a man came out of the corner of the road in front. She turned back and saw another man dressed like the first one as they both walks towards her.

The woman hurriedly run towards a nearby alley, hoping the 2 men won't follow her into the creepy alley of Gotham.

As she walks hurriedly in the alley while looking back to get a track of her stalker, she suddenly bumped into someone.

"Well hello there, pretty lady." An ugly man greeted her with his creepy predator-like grin.

"Oh god, please just take all my money, my wallet. Please just let me go." The woman said as she offer him her wallet and money while backing up while the man walks up to her slowly.

She bumped onto another man behind her. The same man who stalked her from the street. "We don't need your money, pretty girl. We just want to have some fun with you."

The woman looked horrified as she backs away from the man and take out her pepper spray.

"Back off!! Or I will spray!!!" The woman yelled desperately.

Suddenly another man grabs her arm behind her. "Woah woah woah!! Look Billy, The kitty's got a little claw."

"That she did. I'm a little scared seeing it." The ugly thug laughed creepily.

"Please have mercy on me, just take my money, take whatever you want." The woman plead.

"What do you think boys?" The leader thug asks.

"Spare the rod, Spoil the child." The ugly thug said with his creepy grin.

"HELP ME!!! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!!"

"No one's gonna come little girl."

"The multiplying of Villainies of nature

Do swarm upon him..."

A man in a black overall costume wearing a Guy Fawkes mask and a Capotain hat suddenly came out of the end of the alley. Earning a glance from the 3 assailant and a pleading look from the woman.

"The f*ck are you?" The ugly thug spat.

"Fuck off kid, we're busy here." the leader said.

The masked man as if not hearing the leader, took out a knife from his suit.

The young man who held the woman's hands saw it, "He's got a knife!"

"Disdaining fortune with his brandish'd steel

Which smok'd with bloody execution..."

The leader, seemingly annoyed by the intruder's rambling, closed his zipper again before walking towards the masked man.

"You see here pal," The leader said as he lifted up his hand to reveal a Black Skull tattoo. "We're from Sionis Family. So if you don't want any trouble coming you're way, you bette-"

Before the leader could finish his words however, the masked man suddenly slashed at his hand, exactly at the black skull tattoo.

"AGGGH!!!"

Screaming with the pain in his hand, the leader tried to back away from the masked man. Before he could however, the masked man had already sent a punch straight to his face sending him flying towards the wall, breaking it as the leader's lifeless body fell onto the road.

"Damn you!!" The ugly thug shouted as he reached for his gun and aim it at the masked man as the latter walked towards him slowly and yeet it out of his hand with ease.

The masked man then proceed to cut the ugly thug's belt which earned him a falling pant. Then he pulled the ugly thug as he stumbled and fall behind him.

"Hey!" As the masked man turned around and was about to finish off the ugly thug, the youngest thug suddenly shouted behind him.

Turning around, the masked man saw the young thug pointing a pistol at the woman.

"If you do anything weird I will blast this girl's head off!" The young thug said fearfully.

As he finished his sentence however, a dagger had suddenly flew over towards him. More accurately, it flew towards his finger holding the trigger as it effortlessly severed his finger off as if it's a butter.

Before the man could scream his pain away, the dagger proceed to flew in between the trigger and ended up in his throat. Killing him instantly.

The woman fell down onto the side as the lifeless body of the young thug fell backwards.

The ugly thug seeing his fellow thugs killed with ease, gets more and more fearful of this unknown masked man. He tried to crawl his ways towards his gun just a few meters from him as he heard the slow footsteps of the masked man behind him.

As he was just a foot away from his gun, he suddenly felt a force weighing down onto his lowered pants.

"JESUS CHRIST!! PLEASE!! HAVE MERCY!!!" The ugly thug plead pitifully.

"We are oft to blame in this, 'tis too much proved, that with devotion's visage, and pios action we do sugar o'er the devil himself." The masked man said.

"Wha, what does that mean?" The ugly thug asked fearfully.

"Spare the rod." The masked man said as he finished him with a slash on his face.

The masked man then cleans off the dagger and placed it on his belt. Then he looks at the woman who was apparently having her guard up with the pepper spray held in her hand firmly.

"I can assure you, I meant no harm." The masked man said softly.

"Who are you." The woman asked, not at all at ease.

"Who? Who is but the form following the function of What... and What I am is a man in a mask." The masked man answered.

"Oh, I can see that." The woman said rather annoyed.

"Of course you can. I'm not questioning you're power of observation. I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man, Who he is."

"Right." The woman said awkwardly.

"But on this most auspicious of nights... permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet... to suggest the character of this dramatis persona."

As he lowers his hat down a bit, covering half of his mask. Earning the woman's curiosity.

"Voila!"

"In view, a humble Vaudevillian Veteran... cast Vicariously as both Victim and Villain by the Vicissitudes of Fate. This Visage, no mere Veneer Vanity... is a Vestige of the Vox populi, now Vacant, Vanished. However, this Valorous Visitation of a bygone Vexation stands Vivified... and has Vowed to Vanquish these Venal and Virulent Vermin Vanguarding Vice and Vouchsafing the Violently Vicious and Voracious Violation of Volition."

The masked man suddenly stops and turned to the side as he brandished his dagger and slashed on a poster of the Governor, leaving a 'V' mark.

"The only Verdict is Vengeance, a Vendetta... held as a Votive not in Vain, for the Value and Veracity of such shall one day Vindicate the Vigilant and the Virtuous."

The masked man looked at the woman again and laughed a little bit.

"Verily, this Vichyssoise of Verbiage Veers most Verbose. So let me simply add that it's my Very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." V finished.

"Are you, like, a crazy person?" The woman asked.

"I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking to?" V asked back.

"I'm Evey." Evey answered.

"Evey? E-Vey... Of course you are." V said ambiguously.

"What does that mean?" Evey asked him.

"It means that I, like God, do not play with dice and do not believe in coincidence. Are you hurt?" V asks again as he offer his hand.

"No I'm fine, thanks to you." Evey said in gratitude after getting up.

"Oh I merely played my part. But tell me, do you enjoy music, Evey?"

"I suppose, why?"

"You see, I'm a musician of sorts, and am on my way to give a Very special performance for the whole of Gotham City." V said frankly.

"What kind of musician?"

"Percussion instruments are my specialties. But tonight, I intend to call the whole Orchestra for this event, and I would be honored if you could join me." V invite her sincerely.

"I don't know, I should be home right about now." Evey said.

"I promise you, it'll be like nothing you've ever seen. And afterwards, I'll escort you home safely." V promised her.

Evey consider it a little, "All right."

~~~

Somewhere in Gotham, on the rooftop of a random building.

Both V and Evey were on the edge of the said building. Looking at the beautiful view of Gotham City, from that point of view.

"It's beautiful up here." Evey exclaimed softly.

"It is, it has always been, you just never had the chance to see it yet from down there." V pointed to the empty street.

"I can't believe this hellhole would have such a beautiful view." Evey said emotionally.

"A hellhole... Such a fitting nickname." V remarked.

Then Evey suddenly remembered why they were here and looked around, "I don't see any instruments." She said questioningly.

"Your power of observation continue to serve you well, but wait." As he revealed his hands from under his capes, with one hand holding a baton on his right.

"It is to Madame Justice that I dedicate this this concerto... in honor of the holiday she seems to have taken from these parts of the world... and in recognition of the two imposters that stands in her stead." V said loudly as he pointed towards 2 directions.

The first one towards the harbor where a giant statue of a lady with one hand holding up a torch and another holding a shield.

The second one towards a lone island in the middle of the river in between 2 of the 3 Gotham's main islands. Where a statue of an angel-like lady with wings on her back, with one hand holding up a bird and another holding a sword.

Then he looks at Evey beside him and asks, "Tell me, do you know what day it is, Evey?"

"Umm... November the 4th?" Evey said, unsure.

Then right after she said that, suddenly a Cathedral bell goes off in the distance.

"Not anymore..."

"Remember, remember

The 5th of November

The gunpowder treason and plot

I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot."

"Now first," He said as he knock on a random pipe beside him, "The overture."

He moves his hand as if he's a Conductor leading some sort of invisible orchestra.

"Yes... Yes... The Carillon... Listen carefully, can you hear it? Now the brass..."

As Evey was about to say something, suddenly an orchestra music could be heard from the distance as it grew louder and nearer every second, "I... I can hear it."

*(Music Playing: V for Vendetta Orchestra or Tchaikovsky 1812 Overture, I'd prefer the first one as it had more explosive power in it.)*

Evey looks down on to the street to see people walking out of their house some asking their neighbors what had happened, some kids just dances with their friends. Some who hadn't come out of their houses look at the commotion from their windows.

"Look mom, they're playing music." - A kid.

"How did you do that?" Evey asks him.

"Wait. Here's the Crescendo!" V said with more vigor in his movement than ever before an explosion goes off in the distance.

It came from the statues.

Evey watch in horror as the first statute had it's head blown off, then the hand that holds the torch blows up bit by bit. Then the shield was blown after that. Lastly, the body of the statue was blown up in a big explosion.

The second statue was also blown off. The wings were blown up first, and then bit by bit from it's head, then it's bird-holding hand, then it's sword-holding hand, and lastly it's whole body also blown off in a big explosion.

After the big explosion some fireworks goes off from the remains of both statue, forming a letter 'V' inside a circle.

Announcing to the world for the start of a Revolution.

Some calls him a Villain.

Some calls him a Vigilante.

But MANY calls him... V.

*(End of Music)*