Beyond the Mask

Evey stood silently on the rooftop staring at the slow steady downpour. The sweet smell of roses radiated from the greenhouse behind her and sent her back a two years ago the first time she'd experienced the beauty and complexity of the man known only as V. She gave a sad smile thinking of the night she placed him on his chariot after he finished his goal in life.

In his own right he was more then just flesh and bone, his whole persona was a perfect reflection of a belief in a better world. V stood for a cause and in doing so brought a chaotic totalitarian nation to anarchy and back to an existence worth believing and fighting for. He did what those before him weren't strong enough or fearless enough to do. His methods were less than conventional but creative and more than effective, they were a way of life.

That's how the world outside these walls and beyond these boarders will remember the man in the mask. He who fought against and returned a nation and its government back to its people.

Evey smiled a sad and hurtful smile, everynight she dreamed of him and replayed the night she watched him walk away a man on a mission and return a man on his deathbed. If only there were more she could have done for him, a way to save him in those final minutes. standing there outside the traincar her eyes deceived her as she thought she saw thr body of their saviour move, but alass it was all a simple dream. V was gone and with that a part of her heart and soul. He had created her and taught her to be free of fear and now the only fear she felt was that of returning to his house and life and bed alone.

A/N:Bits at a time...