AN: Hello all, and thank you very much for your wonderful reviews... it just made me want write more and more, and like never stop : ) anywho i know that the whole thing with V coming back is starting to get over done... but what kind of story would it be without him:P ohhh well :P oh and thanks for the tips from VnEvey : ) they were really helpful I think I will use them... not in this chapter not yet... anyways : )
PS: I own nothin... Unfortunately...
Chapter Two
Back in the Shadow Gallery, Evey was watching The Count of Monty Christo. "You find your own tree" she quoted as she lay on the couch... thinking of the time when V had first shown her this movie, thinking about how he had been acting the fight scene out by attacking the old suit of armor that stood in the center of the TV room... She looked behind her at the suit of armor and again started to cry.
"Damn ev-everything..." she sobbed, just then from somewhere in the Gallery she swore she had just heard a noise of some sort... what was that...? She thought as she stood up, and walked into the main room of the Gallery. Could someone have followed her down here after the fire works. Could it be one of the finger men? Who ells would have followed, if not one of them...
Evey walked into V's room, she was in desperate need of one of his knives at the moment. Damn. She thought as she looked for one of his knives. Were in gods name did he keep those things?... finally! she reached into a large door and felt the sheath of a knife... Thank god... now if i only knew how to use these things. She turned to leave the room but found herself face to face with a tall, black clad man.
The crowd's roar grew so angry at the news of V's death that they advanced upon the finger men at once, not even thinking about how they had no weapons of any sort.
"Shit!" Finch muttered, as he pulled his gun out... Dominic looked at him in a questioning way. "Just in case" Finch said to his unasked question.
"Of course sir!" As Dominic said it he pulled his own gun out, although not ever planning to use it on one of these people unless absolutely necessary. He turned to Detective Finch. "It's all gone wrong hasn't it?"
"Indeed it has... But there is still hope." Finch said as he turned to the crowd with a mega phone in one hand "People of London. Believe me when I saw to you that V did not die in vane! He died for all of you. He died for your freedom! Don't let this government take back London! Because as V once said people should not be afraid of their governments, their governments should be afraid of their people." With this Finch turned on his heals and walked out into the night. to think of what had just happened.
Dominic Stone now stood alone in the middle of an angry crowd, he could hear gun shots, screams, crying... and... Was that... A chant? Yes there was no mistaking it, it was the crowd chanting something... what was it... "Remember remember the fifth of November, the gun powder treason and plot, I know of no reason why it should ever be forgot." was what the crowds were chanting as they ran at the finger men... as they were shot down... and killed...
AN: Hope you liked it please RNR : )
