A/N: This is my first story, so wish me luck. I've been reading from, in my opinion, the best authors to go about my story. So please comment, I want to know what I should improve in & I just want to hear how you feel about it.

Oh and please don't get technical like "I read the comic book, he can't do that" blahblahblah. And yes I will be mixing the movie and comic book for the reason I don't like giant brain squids. Just please enjoy for god sakes it's a fanfic, I'm not gonna win any Pulitzer from this.

Chapter1:

GUILT

It is the year 1985.

I ,Manhattan, stand here, seeing the once pure snow now painted with the blood of a Watchman. Turning my sight to the former partner, Daniel also more commonly known to the public as Night Owl II. I can hear the screams before they happen, but it still does not prepare me for when it does occur. Dan, discards of his mask. He is on his knees now, I can see the anger and grief that passes through his face.

He looks at me, Confused but soon it disappears just like the mask he wore. He stands, fist tightened, he knows he cannot fight me. But it doesn't stop him from approaching me . His foot steps heated by anger dig into the snow, he stands before me. I see his lips mouthing the inaudible word 'why?', as his hot tears break the frozen ice on his redden cheeks. I know what he's going ask, I know how he's going to react but I stand there waiting for my cues. Like a puppet in a show I must play the parts destined for me. "Why John.." He trails, no one has called me by my name other than Laurie. "He just was doing what he thought was right.." I cut him off. "He would have destroyed more lives if he revealed the truth, and all the lives Adrian had to sacrifice would have been in vain."

I have no emotion in my voice as I state the fact that he already knows but it does not suffice for the loss of his friend and former partner. "I-I...was his only friend" his voice is breaking but as unsteady as it is he continues "he did what was right no matter what..He saved lives, he protected the weak...FORGODSAKES JOHN!!!!!!!" I stare at him, he's breaking, his head hangs but not for long, he walks over to where his friend once stood. He kneels picking up the fabric that I had made long ago along with his hat. He stays in a hunched position before he storms over, I know he's going to yell but I stand here, I know I must listen and I know what I am going to do.

He screams hoarsely, the cold is affecting his human body "Touch it!!! TOUCH IT JOHN!!! I know you can see things Laurie told me! Do it, it's the only way...!!!" I pause and look down at the mask that shows no more life and the hat that was held in his hand at the final moments before I killed him.

"What would this solve Dan?" He stares at me with so much anger that it alone could fuel the earth's energy problems. Dan eyes stare intently at the mask and hat in his hand "So you can know who you killed...that he wasn't just another body to add to that false foundation you have helped Adrian construct...!" I reach over with both of my hands, I cannot stop the strings that pull me to preform my next part.

I hold them, images and memories rush through me as I see everything through the eyes of Walter J. Kovacs. I can hear his thoughts and feel what he feels, I haven't felt for a very long time. I look at the mask as it begins to taint my blue skin with blood of the former Watchmen. I feel..Guilt. I look at Dan, yes...Dan. They were partners, I know this, but I can feel what he felt an unbidden trust that was built over the time they fought together, such a strong bond. I close my eyes and apologize.

Dan shakes his head, "What will that accomplish!? I can't even bury him John...I can't..bury him...There's nothing to bury...John.." He clenches his jaw as he grips the sides of his head with his snow covered gloves. He looks up at me before walking off just like he had approached me picking up his mask and returning inside.

My other-self is bidding farewell to Laurie before he enters and I am gone before I can see anything that happens. I stand there holding the mask and hat, I look to where I had seen Dan leave. I place the mask in the hat while I lift my other hand collecting every atom that belonged to him. It doesn't take me long, I have collected it all into a sphere and removed anything that didn't belong to him. I cannot remake him from the point I destroyed him, it would be pointless. 9 years, I will make him 9 years younger with all his memories except those of the recent nine years. I will place him in a hospital that is near where the explosions has taken place. Panicking is what humans do in this situation, they'll wrap his wounds before anyone can realize who he is.

I recombine him, it is no harder for myself than putting a watch back together you just have to know where everything belongs, he floats in the sphere asleep. He's alive, his body is working just fine. His clothes was next, much simpler, I maneuvered the clothes back onto Rorschach, Walter J. Kovacs, body. Just like I had done to myself many times before. I must be quick before he awakes, I assure that the mask is well hidden within the hat that he places on his chest.

He is gone in a blue flash just like I will be soon. I close my eyes and hope I have done the right thing. It was guilt that felt, and it'll be the last thing I will ever feel from this planet as I too am now gone. I will never return. But I will never forget everyone here especially those who we called 'Watchmen': Dan, Adrian, Laurie, Edward, and....Walter J. Kovacs. The curtains close and the audience applauds.

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A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter, I promise the next will have Walter J. Kovacs and more infamously known as Rorschach. You'll meet the OC in following chapter or maybe the third I'm not sure yet, hahaha. But I will assure you that they're not gonna be a 'Mary-sue' or 'Murray-sue' I have yet release the information of it being a female or male. Just Enjoy I promise you I'm gonna do my best!!!

On another note, hardest thing is to write like Doctor Manhattan. But I have yet to write like Rorschach like I've heard other Authors claim it too be difficult. So I guess we'll see!!!

-SexyKovacPistol