WELL! Masked Men (a previous story of mine) inspired me! Holy shit! I rewrote the entire movie of V for Vendetta with Masky as Evey. So if you haven't seen the movie and dont like spoilers go watch the movie its on Netflix. If you haven't seen the movie and dont mind spoilers read mine first then watched the movie I would really like to know how I did. If you have seen the movie, great! tell me how I did though because Masky and Evey are very different people I've changed quite a bit of the dialog. Don't worry i still has the same ending.

BTW:Contains Marble Hornets spoilers as well.

Masky sat on a rooftop watching his target and quickly spotted his target's target, a woman with curly brown hair wearing a tan trench coat. His target had been following her since she left her apartment for a few blocks, Masky could tell he and his little friends were getting ready to strike. Masky perched himself on a nearby roof as the woman walked down an alley way and his target and his friend, stopped her. She tried to convince them that she would go home but they wouldn't have it once she realized what these men were she pleaded for them to let her go but Masky couldn't strike yet.

Then the third man showed up restraining her. "now." Masky thought before jumping from the roof landing right next to them and stabbing the man restraining the woman in the back. He screamed letting her go and Masky lifted the man up by the knife lifting him over his head. He twisted the knife ever so violently and was rewarded with a loud crack, the man going limp and bending back at inhuman angle.

He moved his arm to the side letting the man drop to the ground the knife with him. Pulling his gun from the back of his pants, he shot the other man and his target. "filth." Was all he said before pulling the trigger causing the finger man to crumple to the ground. Masky turned to the woman and grabbed the collar of her coat. "Run and tell no one of this." She nodded and he let her run off. "Now for the one hiding in the shadows come out." Masky said pointing his gun in the direction of the slowly emerging shadow revealing a man dressed in all black in a Guy Fawkes mask. "Who are you?"

"Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask."

"I can see that. Why are you here?"

"Of course you can, I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is." The man said completely ignoring Masky's second question. "But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the "vox populi" now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition!" the man spun around cutting a "V" into the sign behind him ."The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous." He chuckled embarrassed at his outburst "Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."

"V? Like the letter?"

"Indeed."

"Well what are you doing here V?"

"I'm a musician on my way to give a very special performance."

"Why do I doubt that?"

"Because it's not entirely true, do you have a name sir?"

"You can call me Masky, since we're not giving real names and all that."

"Do you like music Masky?"

"Sure."

"Would you care to join me?" Masky shrugged. "Got nothing better to do."