Just a little ramble woudn't leave my head untill I wrote it down. Please Review!!
Based on the movie. Set when Evey is trapped in the cell
A sound of muffled voices and a dropped set of keys came from outside my cell. The huge concrete door swung open letting in the harsh unrelenting fluorescent light. Then darkness, in the shape of a man his hand outstretched waiting for me to move. V? I thought to myself. No it couldn't be he didn't- then I felt it. A leather glove. His leather glove. He pulled me out of my deep state of depression and off of the hard floor.
"We must hurry" he said
He continued walking not waiting for me to follow but I did. My bare feet slid numbly across the cold floor. We continued walking until he stopped in front of a door way not any different from the ones around it.
The brow of his hat tripped ever so slightly as he said "I bid you adieu Mr. Creedy."
He hesitated as if to say something more but continued walking, he pace painfully slow. I listened intently I knew he was going to say something. He had to. Then when he was just a few short steps from the door
"For now." He added
I stood numbly inches before the doorway. He had said it so quietly I wasn't even sure I heard him right. I inched forward and peered in the door frame. In the darkness there was a silhouette of a man bound to a chair with rope and tape over his mouth barely breathing but still alive. It was Mr. Creedy the man would had kept me here and tortured me. I looked up to see V's long cape disappearing around the corner. Quickly I followed him not wanting to lose my only hope of escaping.
"How did you find me?" I asked
The only reply was the sound of his soft footsteps quickening as they hit the hard concrete floor. We walked for what seemed like hours until finally there was a door, barely open but just enough to see the outside world. From it came a different light, not like the harsh florescent light of this cage but soft forgiving light, the moonlight. V pushed open the large door and froze in its frame as if it held him hostage. His posture changed, it suggested something. An emotion. Fear. Seconds later his muscles released him from the prison of his mind as he fled the door way. After a monument to process what had happened I steeped out the door. He was waiting for me the same confident all knowing posture had returned. His mask turned to face me first then the rest of him. My back hit the wall which was closer than I expected, I was glad to finally be free from my prison. I slid down it my eyes adjusting to the darkness reveling V's tear soaked shirt, the only way I could tell was because of the water that came from the shining bare gap between his mask and neck. Realizing what I knew V pulled his cloak around him. Once again he silently offered a hand and helped me off the ground. He carefully turned only his mask toward me and asked
"Are you hurt?" I could sense the worry in his voice and see the shape of his elbow resting on one of his throwing swords beneath his cloak
"I am fine" I managed
"Are you sure?" He insisted
"Yes" and with that his hand slid off of the dagger replacing his cloak to its normal position. He then took it off of his shoulders and placed it on mine exposing his wet shirt.
"Come" the word was shaky but clear "we have a long walk ahead of us"