This is a Rorschach/ OC…….. It will be difficult but bear with me.
I have changed this because of reviews
Contain comic/ movie dialog
Victoria Thomas walked along the streets of 5th Avenue and sighed as she looked at her high heels. She hated having such long days at the law firm and walking to the sport's club usually seemed to clear her fogged mind. Being a Lawyer for Adrian Veidt was not easy at all. Her pay was good she could admit that, but the hours were long and hard she rarely got time for herself. She grasped her briefcase and gym bag tighter; the headache that she had at the moment was excruciating. She entered the gym and went to the front desk.
"Hey there's my girl, you're right on time as usual." Her trainer said as he walked out from behind the desk to give her a pat on the back.
"Do you have any ibuprofen Jerry? My head is killing me."
"Yea I have some in the first AID kit; why don't you go downstairs and get ready while I go and get some for ya?' Jerry said as he winked; Victoria gave him a slight smile and then nodded. She walked down the stairs to the girl's locker room to get dressed. She removed her work clothes for her pair of shorts and a long sleeve shirt. She felt the scar on the back of her neck; it was still her painful reminder. She took one last look at herself before she walked out of the locker room to meet Jerry.
"Let's start with the punching bag and then move onto abdominal crunches." Jerry said as he gave her some tape for her knuckles. She took it and wrapped it around her hands and walked over to the punching bag. She hit it as hard as she could, letting all of her anger seep into every punch. Her heart raced and adrenaline ran through her viens.
"Ok lets go to the abs before you hurt someone."
Victoria nodded as she laid down on the mat while he held her feet in place.
"350, go." Victoria started, after a moment of silence between them Jerry spoke.
"You ok you seem kinda angry?" Jerry said, his arm muscles flexing as he kept her feet on the ground.
"I'm fine."
"No you're not. I mean we're not friends or anything but you seem more hostile than usual."
"I'm fine, just stressed out form work and a little tired."
"Veidt work you too much?"
"Nope."
"Then why you so tired?"
She was on finished last five sit-ups and rested on the mat.
"I don't sleep much."
Jerry he held his hand out to help her up. She stared at it and did not receive his invitation. She stood herself upright and cracked her sore neck.
" If you are so tired then why are you working out?"
Victoria took a sip of her water bottle; contemplating whether to answer him or not. In the end she humored him.
"Because I want to stay strong."
"Why do you have to stay strong?"
"Because I have to."
"Are you this quiet with everyone or do you hate me or something?" Jerry ask as he handed her the 20 pound weights. Victoria didn't like his annoying questions.
"I don't hate you." She said as she took the weights from him.
"Then why don't you actually talk to me?"
"I am talking to you right now." Victoria said irately.
Jerry stayed quiet and counted as she pushed the weights over her head.
Victoria dropped the weights after she finished her sets and went to the bar for some pull-ups
"Are you always this way with people?"
Victoria ignored the question until he asked her again. She stopped her pull-ups and grabbed her towel to wipe the sweat off of her face.
"What do you mean?"
"You give them short responses."
"I'm just tired often; you usually see me late in the day when I'm even more tired."
"Have you ever tried caffeine?"
"Often, several times a day."
"Do you have friends?"
"A couple."
"Hobbies?"
"Working out."
"Real hobbies?"
"I like working out."
"So do I but I do other things as well."
"Well I don't."
"A boyfriend?"
"Nope."
"A pet?"
"Nope."
"Family?"
"Nope."
"Everyone has a family."
"Not exactly true." Victoria said as she put her sweat pants on and headed towards the door.
"Well you couldn't have just been dropped from the air"
Victoria stopped at the door and gave him a look.
"Look, you asked me if I had a family and I said no. I do have parents, but they were never considered 'family' to me alright?"
"Alright…….. I always wanted to ask; how did you get that scar on your neck?"
"I got that when I was little; I don't remember how I got it though." Victoria said as she walked out of the door and into the cold night air.
Victoria always hated when people asked her things that were none of their business. Jerry had no right to ask her such things. Then again if she had nothing to hide, she would not have cared. Victoria looked around the quiet streets and then made her way to her apartment.
She unlocked the door of her apartment and sighed. It was just as she left it, spotless.
She remembered the day she heard that Nixon signed the Keene Act of 77 banning all masks. She was 20, and joined Watchmen when she was 16.
When the Keene Act was placed most of the Watchmen quit. Dr. Manhattan and Silk Spectre, The Comedian and the Night Owl gave up; all except her and Rorschach. Since Rorschach was not the talking person and neither was she, they only spoke the bare minimal. He obviously did not want to be stuck with a woman as a vigilante partner but what choice did he have? It was easier to be partners then to go separate ways. It had taken him years to actually talk to her. Before the Keene Act he never said one word to her, just incoherent mumbles. She rarely spoke anyway giving her the name 'Mute.' It was much easier not to talk; her crude comments would get her into far too much trouble with the rest of the group.
Her costume consisted of pinstripe pants that had a zipper going up both sides of the pants' leg. She wore 4 inch black high heal ankle boots that were actually easy to run in. She wore a sand colored tight turtleneck and a back mask that covered her entire face. The only way to tell that she was a woman was by the curves of her hips. Her costume was simple because she did not want to be a sex symbol. Magazines and newspapers often made fun of her costume, speculating that she was deformed of some sort. She always snorted at it and ignored the things people said of her.
Victoria quickly ate a meal bar and got dressed for the night. She jumped out of the back way in her apartment and used the fire escape to get down quickly. She breathed in the night air; it was not as bad as the areas where she usually killed scum. It was the expensive part of the city. She looked both ways to make sure no one was around and then she walked to the poorer area of downtown where she would meet up with Rorschach. She turned the corner to find him leaning against the wall with one foot propped on it. Rorschach pushed himself off of the wall with his foot and walked the other way. She knew that it was a motion to follow him so she did.
"Investigate murder." Rorschach mumbles over his shoulder. Victoria stayed a few paces behind him. After 10 minutes of following Rorschach he stopped and looked down at the gutter, there was a small yellow pin next to it. Rorschach bent over and picked it up. He smoothed the front of the pin over with his thumb. He saw the red stain on it and looked up to where the building had no glass. He took out his grappling gun and shot up in the air. It hooked to where the police tape was.
"Stay here."
Victoria nodded as she watched him shoot up in the sky. Victoria was left alone to stand there awkwardly. Druggies and whores walked by her fearfully as she stood there with her hands in her pant's pockets. She realized that she should hide just incase some cop came. She looked to make sure no one was watching her and then ducked into the alleyway. On the wall in front of her were spray painted figures of two lovers. She gave the silhouettes a sideways glance. After a couple more minutes she became bored. She read the graffiti on the brick walls. Ones that said 'I love Josephine' and 'Fuck Your Mother.' She then turned around to read the other wall and saw the ever so famous 'Who Watches the Watchmen?'
"Hey Boys lookee what we have here." A person behind her snickered. She knew that it was one of the gang members with the Asian writing on their shirt. She turned her head ever so slightly so they could see her black mask.
"Oh Shit!"
One of them said as they backed away.
"Lets scram;" They disappeared into the night. A smirk quirked from her lips; she never thought twice when she killed scum like them. They feared her and that was what she wanted. With her hands still in her pockets she turned around and let herself lean against the wall.
Her thoughts went to her trainer Jerry and how he called her out on her personality. She knew that she was somewhat anti-social but not as bad as Rorschach. She had a cracked up life and it did have an impact on her behavior towards others. She couldn't trust people, she was afraid of relationships and sexual relations. She had sex before, but it was always against her will. She knew that she was not as cracked up as Rorschach; he probably had no other life outside of this. She would have to look into it; she heard gun shots and ran out of the ally to look up and see if she saw Rorschach.
"Need to see Dreiberg."
Victoria jumped a little when she heard Rorschach's voice behind her. She turned around to face him and then nodded. It took a few minutes of walking before he spoke.
"Searched house, name was Edward Blake, turns out to be the Comedian. He's dead."
He threw the pin over his shoulder. She moved forward and caught it just in time.
"Any clues of who did it?" Victoria asked quietly.
"Made to look like robbery."
"A robber, unlikely;" Victoria said quietly.
"Thought that too; someone's gunning for masks."
"One murder doesn't equal a trend."
"Robber would run if he saw Blake's size. Someone's out to get us."
Victoria said nothing. She knew that he was a paranoid individual and there was no way of convincing him otherwise. She looked down at her feet while she walked and didn't notice when Rorschach stopped. She bumped right into him; she had to regain her balance by taking a few steps back. He grumbled and shook it off. He walked up the steps of Dreiberg's house. He looked up to check if any of the lights were on. The entire house was dark. Rorschach knocked on the door but no response.
"Not home."
Rorschach grumbled at the sarcasm in her voice and kicked the door, breaking the lock. He entered the house leaving a shocked Victoria standing outside.
"One way of doing it." She said to herself as she followed him in. She went into the kitchen where she knew Rorschach would be. He searched the cabinets for food; he found a couple cans of beans. He looked around for something else. Victoria opened one of the drawers and found a can opener. She cleared her throat and Rorschach turned to look at her. She waved the can opener mockingly at him. He came up to her and snatched the device from her grasp. 'Touchy' she thought as she stood in the corner by the fridge. Victoria watched him take out his leather journal and write as he ate the beans cold. She grimaced at his choice of food; she hated beans and especially when they were cold. She walked around the kitchen and stayed completely silent looking around the room. She finally went to the refrigerator and stood in the corner. She rarely sat down; she preferred to be standing when she was on the job. It gave her a better reaction time. She heard someone's footsteps and turned her head quickly towards the kitchen door. Rorschach remained calm and continued eating.
"Hello Daniel."
"Rorschach."
"Helped myself to some beans, hope you don't mind."
"Of course not; want me to heat those up for you?"
"Fine like this."
Dan turned his head to find Victoria standing in the corner.
"Hey Mute."
Victoria gave him a nod and walked out of the corner to give him a handshake.
"How have you two been keeping?"
Rorschach got up and rolled his mask down.
"Out of Jail; take a look at this."
He motioned Victoria to give him the pin. Victoria took it out of her pocket and threw it on the table. Daniel picked the pin up and scratched some of the blood off it.
"What is this, bean juice?"
"Yea human bean juice; badge belonged to The Comedian, blood too, he's dead."
"What are you talking about? The Comedian?"
"Investigated routine homicide; victims name was Edward Blake: searched his wardrobe, found costume, turns out he was The Comedian. Someone threw him out a window."
Dan looked up at Victoria and Rorschach.
"Lets talk downstairs."
They walked with him to the bookcase where he pushed it back revealing stairs.
"You two haven't been down here in a while."
"Neither have you; lots of dust."
Victoria was bored of the conversation. She wanted to see if Dan's perception of Rorschach's mass killer theory matched her own.
"About the comedian….."
Dan never forgot Victoria's lack of patience. He laughed and put a hand on her shoulder.
"You haven't changed a bit."
"I suppose not."
Rorschach grumbled; for some reason he didn't like their small talk. Sounded too affectionate and it made him feel uneasy.
"Might it just have been an ordinary burglary or something? Maybe the burglar didn't know who Blake was."
"An ordinary burglar, kill The Comedian? Ridiculous."
"Look, The Comedian made a lot of enemies over the years even amongst his friends."
"Speaking of friends; how's Hollis Mason? He wrote that book; said some bad things about The Comedian in it."
"I don't like what you're implying, and I liked being followed even less."
"Maybe I was keeping an eye on you."
"You were never that sentimental."
"An attack on one is an attack on all of us."
Dan paused and then looked at Victoria.
"What does he mean?"
"He thinks someone's gunning for masks." Victoria said as she looked at Dan's Night Owl suit. Dan looked back at Rorschach with a smirk on his face.
"Don't you think that's a little paranoid?"
"Is that's what they're saying about me now; that I am paranoid?"
Dan's smirk disappeared; he looked at Victoria who now turned her attention to them.
"What do you think about it?"
"I'm in the middle."
She said as she walked down the stairs to look at Daniel's weapons. They were sheltered by a dusty plastic cover. She threw the cover away exposing the sharp objects beneath it.
"Care to elaborate?"
Victoria sighed and observed the weapons, running over it's sharpness with her gloved fingers.
"Couldn't have been an ordinary burglar, not even five could have brought him down. Yet I think that it's way too early in the investigation to agree with Rorschach's mass killer theory."
"Then who do you think might have killed him?"
Victoria put her hands in her pocket and walked over to where they stood.
"Maybe political killing, he worked for the government."
"Unlikely." Rorschach grumbled.
"Sounds more likely than your theory;" Victoria said in disdain.
"No one would dare take on The Comedian. People either feared him or didn't. One's who didn't are dead." Rorschach growled; he didn't like his partner when she didn't side with him.
"Which type of person would you be?" Victoria hissed as she took a step closer to him. Rorschach did the same; he was about to respond to her but Dan got in between them.
"That's enough you two!" Dan said sternly, putting a hand on Victoria's shoulder and a hand on Rorschach's. He pushed them away slightly making them go their separate ways. Victoria went back up the stairs to look at his costume. He turned towards Rorschach.
"Are you two always like this?" He asked with a smile, trying to lighten the mood. Rorschach put his hands in his pockets.
"She usually never talks." Rorschach said quietly. Dan rolled his eyes went back up the stairs; he knew where this conversation was going, yet he asked Rorschach the question anyway.
"If this mask killer does exist, what do you suggest we do about it?
"Retribution," Victoria rolled her eyes at Rorschach's remark. She knew what Dan was going to say.
"The Watchmen are over."
"Says Tricky Dick."
"Says me; Nobody knows who you two are. You both can give it up; try to have a normal life."
"Is that what you have now; a normal life?" Victoria asked passing Dan down the stairs to go stand by Rorschach.
"Not you too." Dan complained.
"When you walk down the streets near the city diner; past the human cockroaches talking about their heroin and child pornography; you really feel normal?" Rorschach asked as he picked up a sharp weapon to examine it.
"At least I am not the one still hiding behind a mask."
Rorschach dropped the object and turned to Dan.
"No; you're hiding in plain sight."
Rorschach motioned Victoria to follow him; Victoria gave a nod goodbye to Dan. He gave her a weak smile and watched her as she walked to Roschach.
"Be seeing you Dan."
"There's a maintenance hatch that will let you both out two blocks north."
"Yea I remember; came here often, when we were partners."
"Those were great times huh guys; what happened?"
"You quit." Victoria said as they disappeared into the dark tunnel.
