Journal of Isabella Nikolis
May 23, 1976
Today, something happened. I was walking home from work when several gangsters walked up to me. They wanted me to scream so I punched one of them in the face and started running. The rain hammered down on my face as if I was under a waterfall. They had me cornered. What was I gonna do? Suddenly, a man leaped on one of them. I recognized him, Rorschach. The blood flew with no end in sight. So tough, so courageous he was. The hero didn't let the evil ones live, he tore them to pieces. "Thanks." I said. The hero gave me a look and said, "That makes you one of the good ones." Without a second to spare, he vanished. Then the cops came. I told them nothing of course but they were pretty persistent. As I go to sleep, I feel safer somehow.
May 26, 1976
I saw him again. Rorschach had saved me once again, from my own boss. When I was at work, my boss invited me to his office. Nice fellow, but kind of strange. It was raining again. He poured me a glass of Champagne. I thanked him. I wore a black skirt with a white shirt. As the nice red Champagne touched my lower lip, I began to feel a little lightheaded. As I fell to the floor I saw my boss lay on top of me. I didn't know what to make of it. It felt so good but I didn't want it to. He locked the door and closed the shades. Guess he didn't want anyone to see. He was screwing me! I begged him to stop but he wouldn't. Suddenly, he crashed through the window. Rorschach showed no mercy to my boss as the boss became more messed up than if he had been sawed in half by a lawnmower. Once again, my savior had vanished. I felt a strong connection with him, he was like a guardian. I think I am beginning to fall in love with him.
May 30, 1976
I saw him again. This time, we actually got to know each other. There had been a massive earthquake and I was trapped under a pile of rubble. He freed me with the grace of Hercules. I thanked him and gave him a kiss. He seemed surprised. Did I do something wrong? He looked at me under the rain and took off his mask. Unbelievable! It was Danny! My boyfriend from 7th grade! We kissed again. We went to my apartment and gave him a place to stay. He said, "I can't be here too long." I could agree with him. But he looked so worn out. What else was I supposed to do? I cooked him some pork chops and noodles. He ate like he hadn't eaten in years. The room he slept in was one I would usually give to men I was going out with. Danny thought harshly of society. Hell, I was probably the only person he liked. As he went to bed I gave him a kiss. He kissed me back. Suddenly, we just kept kissing and kissing and kissing .We made out for hours until I fell asleep in his bed.
Suddenly, I woke up. Rorschach was still asleep. I put my robe on and went to the kitchen. I ate a couple apples and pears. I heard something fall. It was a picture! Was somebody inside the apartment? I grabbed a knife. "Is somebody here?" No answer. A man grabbed me by the neck. It was my boss! He was still alive! "Now where were we?" He threw me onto the couch "Prepare to meet your maker." Suddenly, he fell to the ground with a knife in his chest. Blood splattered all over my blonde hair. Danny… Before I could say thank you, Danny had vanished.
Rorschach's journal
May 31, 1976
I feel a hive a guilt swarm over my emotions. I just abandoned the only girl who still believes in me. I watch as the gang below takes another victim. They will die! The rain falls from my mask. The gangs fall before me. Suddenly, they all raise firearms at me. Before they can blink, they are all caught in a net. I look to see a mysterious costumed figure run away. I think I know who it is.