A/N: Happy easter! This chapter will haveabsolutely nothing to do with Easter though. If you haven't guessed by the title of the chapter, it's a party.

Yeah, so far, there have been like, 20 or so people starting to read, then not reading it all the way through or just not wanting to read chapter two. If you do make it this far, could you leave me a review on the chapters, and let me know how I could possibly improve the story, or your thoughts on why people seem to be dropping away like dead flies...it's not that bad of a story, is it?

Goodness me, let me know of any mistakes in this chapter, I'm lazy and probably didn't catch them.

Edit: I actually got some helpful reviews, which I intend to put to some use...So...yes...

First off, P.O.V.: the little "v" inbetween some paragraphs usually means a scene change and the P.O.V will either be handed over to a more minor character, or stay with Danny. If the P.O.V. does change, it will stillbe in third person, but focus onwhat one character is thinking and such (If you've read theGiver, it's the same sort of narration. Notfirst person, but focusing on only one characters thoughts and feelings ina third person view...did that make sense?). Most of the time, it's just your average third person point of view.However, I will be re-reading all of the chapters to find any Flaws in theP.O.V. field and fix them as best I can.


Chapter 3: College Party? Death Trap.

Danny had finally decided to wake up around noon, mostly because she couldn't bring herself to sleep past that time and because Evey was holding a radio to her ear.

"Evey!" Danny shouted, covering her ears. It wasn't an awful song or anything, but it was so damn loud...

Evey giggled, apologizing, as she turned the volume of the radio down and set it back down on the nightstand. Danny rubbed her eyes, yawning, before sitting up and turning her bleary eyed gaze to the glowing, boxy numbers on the radio.

11:45 pm.

"Son of a bitch!" Danny screeched, leaping out of bed.

"Danny! Your ankle!" Evey reminded, though a little too late. Danny had already toppled over, taking the comforter with her.

"God dammit, not today, I'm already late," Danny groaned, her hair a mess, as she crawled to the end of the bed and helped herself stand up. She limped over to the bedroom door as quickly as she could manage and wrenched it open, muttering swears. "Evey, I'm stealing your slippers, okay? Bye!"

Evey peered outside her bedroom as Danny slammed the front door behind her. Laughing, Evey danced her way into the kitchen.

"Now you say you're lonely

you cry the whole night through-"

"Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river, I cried a river over you," Evey sang, making a sandwich. She had missed this song before, but now that she had finally found the CD, she made a point to listen to it every day. It was certainly bittersweet...

v

Danny sat a bit awkwardly on the bus. She was a mess, she knew that, but that didn't mean everyone had to keep looking at her. Sighing, Danny backed further into the corner of her seat, trying to disappear. Her ankle was throbbing, the strain that she had put on it running to the bus stop kicking in.

She sighed, resting her head on the window, thinking about what had happened last night. She blushed, remembering how kind he had been...and feeling her old crush coming back to haunt her. Danny sighed again, though a bit agitated this time. It was a stupid crush, simply there because he had saved her. Be honest, who wouldn't fall in love with a man if he saved your life and seemed throughly concerned after? (1)

"God damn it," Danny hissed, realizing she had missed her stop. She sat up and got ready to get off at the next one.

v

Mark glanced up from his notes, but did a double take when he realized who had just slipped into the class. Danny. He continued taking his notes, knowing that she would need them later as she jogged up the steps and sat down. She didn't even have her books with her.

"What the hell, Dan?" Mark whispered, looking up at the board as the teacher wrote something down.

"Tell ya later," Danny breathed, running a hand through her hair in an attempt to flatten it out a bit. Mark raised and eyebrow and shook his head, deciding it better to wait than miss something. Than he and Danny would both be screwed.

Class ended about ten minutes after Danny arrived. Danny sighed, her hair still a bit of a mess but not as windswept as it had once been. Mark gathered up his books and put a hand on Danny's shoulder, steering her out of the class room.

"Dan, you have never been late before! I mean, you live a block away!"

"Block and a half," Danny muttered, as if that made a difference. Mark rolled his eyes. "Hey Mark, my ankle kind of...hurts."

"You're practically falling apart, Danielle!" Mark exclaimed, putting her arm over his shoulders to help her get the weight of of her offending ankle. Danny stared ahead of her, remembering how the imposter V, her V, had done the same. Was Mark going through some freaky phase and had the urge to run around dressed up as V?

No, probably not. He went to visit his sister on the third saturday of the month. 'Great, the mystery of the Valiant V remains unsolved.'

"Alright, we'll just open the door," Mark was saying, as he pushed on the door and turned the door knob. The door opened and they stumbled in. "And sit down and have a little story time." He breathed as he set Danny down on his bed.

"It's kind of a long and...rather confusing story, really. But..."

And so, Danny told her story for the second time and recieved the same general reaction from Mark as she did from Evey. Shock and concern.

"Well..." Mark scratched his head. "I don't really know what to say..."

"Yeah, neither did I," Danny said with a sigh as she flopped back to lay down on Marks bed, her legs hanging over the side of the mattress.

"I think I have something for your ankle though," Mark said, standing up and walking over to his desk. He shared the room with another boy and they got along fairly well, so their room wasn't in desperate need of a cleaning. Therefor, it took him only a minute to find the ankle brace.

"Voila," Mark said as he held it up with a flourish. "This will help."

v

"Mark, my man."

Danny shoved Mark's school sweater over her tank top, which she had worn to bed last night and put her hair up in a pony-tail. The last thing she wanted was for Jared to see her in her pajamas and messy hair.

"Whoa, didn't know you were busy," Jared said with a smirk as he caught sight of Danny. Mark shot him a look.

"Hey Jared," Danny said, raising her hand in a wave. Jared looked her over, his eyebrow raised.

"You're a mess Danny...were you having fun?"

Danny scowled at him. Mark sighed, "Shut up Jared. She had a rough night last night..."

"Oh, I'm sure-"

"Not like that," Mark snapped. "You know how the crime rate has gone up..."

A look of realization crossed Jared's face as he looked over at Danny once again. "Aw, I'm sorry Danny, I didn't know...you weren't...well..."

Danny shook her head. "No, just a twisted ankle and a bruised neck...And since you're here during lunch hour, I'm assuming that there's news going around campus?"

"Yeah, and don't worry, it isn't about anyone in this room," Jared said. "Meggie has sent me out to inform everyone that's important," he held up a list as he said this. "That today is Upside Down Day(2) and there's a party at Kappa tonight...Yeah, that's it."

"Upside down day? Thank god I moved off of campus..." Danny muttered, crossing her arms.

"Yup, you were scheduled for this upside down day...Where was your house again?"

"Jared!"

"Sorry. Oh, Meggie wrote something else...it's a theme party."

Mark and Danny glanced at each other before looking back at Jared. "It isn't togas is it?"

"Uhm, no, I don't think so...It says 'Since it is Guy Fawkes day, something Guy Fawkes related is suggested. If you come to the party without something Guy Fawkes related, you're a loser. "Heart" Megan."

Danny snorted. "Yeah, that's Meggie..."

v

"Evey," Danny called in a sing song voice as she stepped into the house. "Guess whaaat?"

"What?" Evey replied from the living room. Danny danced her way in.

"One: I got an ankle brace. Two: Party tonight at Kappa. It's for Fawkes Day, do you wanna come with? It should be fun," Danny said with a grin.

"Oh, Danny, I don't know..." Evey said shaking her head. Her hair had grown out to the bottom of her ears and in all honesty, Danny found it quite a funny look.

"Well, it's a themed party, so you could wear a hat or something to cover up your hair, if that's what you're worried about. Everyone is supposed to have something Guy Fawkes themed-"

"Oh, no, definately not. I don't want to see a bunch of...him...walking around me. But you go Danny, oh but you should take this with you," Evey said, reaching for her purse and digging around in it. "I don't go out much, since I lost that bet and now have to grow my hair out," She explained bitterly, remembering the poker game. "So you take it," she said, handing over a tiny container.

At first, Danny thought it was perfume, but she realized that wasn't it. "Mace, Evey? God, you sure do make me worry..." Danny muttered, shaking her head.

"Well, if my worry results in you burning some bady's eyes out, I wouldn't be scoffing," Evey huffed. Danny laughed and shook her head again as she walked over to the coffee table and set the mace down.

"Can I use that lovely little black dress? I have something fun in mind," Danny said off handedly.

"You'll definately need that mace then..." Evey said in a teasing manner.

v

Danny kept a firm hand on her black purse as she and Mark waited for Meggie. Meggie had a bunch of things left over from Halloween and Danny had requested a cape. It didn't need a certain length, but a shorter one would be cool.

Just like Danny had promised, resting snugly in her purse was a can of mace, along with eyeliner, and money. Her outfit was simple. Evey's black dress, a pair of low black heels and a Guy Fawkes mask raised to rest on her forehead, though it was to one side of her head. She wanted to be able to see, and decided that would be the coolest way to wear it.

Mark didn't like masks, so Danny and Meggie had carefully given him rosy cheeks and a permant wide smile. Danny later gave him the mustache and goatee.

"Here we go. It's a bit short, but cool either way," Meggie called, throwing a balled up black cloth at Danny. It landed on her head.

"Gah!" Danny carefully lifted it off, making sure not to move the mask or her hair.

"You were supposed to catch it, Danny," Meggie said with a sigh as she straightened her skirt. Meggie had the same face job as Mark did.

"Maybe you suck at throwing, Meggie," Mark muttered as Danny handed him her purse so she could tie on the cape. Meggie smacked him in the arm with her own purse and stomped out of the dorm room. Danny snorted and moved the cape so her shoulders were still visable and pulled the mask down over her face.

"Haha!" Danny said dramatically, though her voice was slightly muffled, putting her hands on her hips and turning her head slightly to the side. Mark shoved her purse back into her arms.

"Cool down there, freedom fighter, we have to go," Mark said, walking to the door.

"Gosh, you're just no fun," Danny said with a sigh as she walked out of the dorm room and locked the door behind her.

v

Danny winced behind her mask at how loud the bass of the music was. They might actually get in trouble for this one...

"Un, Deux, Trois, Tarari, Comme Ci, Comme Ca..."

'Oh good lord, I even hate the song...' Danny thought with a frown. Once she had managed to get into the party, she realized why Evey hadn't wanted to come with her. Almost every single person had that Guy Fawkes mask on. Her breath hitched and she moved closer to Mark and Meggie. 'He could be here...' she thought, her masked gaze looking around at the crowd. A few people were dressed in older clothing, to personify the real Guy Fawkes, but most were dressed as V. 'God dammit.'

Danny had a hard time concentrating on anything for most of the party. She kept watching for him, anything that would give him away. A dramatic flourish, the way he spoke, the way he moved, anything.

About an hour later (with no results), Danny stepped outside to breathe without the mask and smog of cigarette smoke and sweat. Now was the time to regain her composure and gather her thoughts.

"What are you doing out here?"

Danny jumped and turned around reaching for her purse. Guy Fawkes mask. She had no clue who this person was. She was, however, aware that they were indeed male and that they could indeed tell that she was female. She had hoped for a split second that it was her V, but, it wasn't his voice...

"I could ask you the same..." Danny said reproachfully. He let out a short laugh before walking over to her. Danny tensed, her hand now firmly wrapped around her secret weapon.

"That's true," He said, digging in his pocket for a piece of paper. "Could you figure this out, perhaps?"

Danny looked at it as he held it in front of her. 3c(equal sign)9. She looked back up at him. "You have to be kidding me...this is a junior high level equation."

"I drank a bit too much, but my friend bet that I couldn't figure it out before the party was over so I figured, 'what he doesn't know can't hurt him'."

"It's 3..." Danny said flatly. He was suddenly handing her a pencil. "Oh come on," Danny said with exasperation. He tilted his head, holding the pencil and paper out to her. She growled and took both from him. "Turn around then, so I have something to write on."

He did so and she carefully spread the paper out over her back and began to write down the proper answer as best she could with the dull pencil and not so hard surface. She paused when she noticed he was sniggering, but decided to ask him about it once she was done.

"There. C(equal sign)3," Danny said once she was finished. He burst out laughing. (3)

"Do you like the answer?" He asked, sniggering again.

"Huh?" Danny looked back down at the paper. C..."Oh god..." Danny said in disgust, finally catching the message. She dropped the pencil on the ground. "That's disgusting, not to mention immature!"

"Aw, I don't think so. It is a part of life," He said, turning around and grabbing her wrist. Danny didn't hesitate to grab her mace out of her purse.

"Let me go or I'll burn your eyes," Danny hissed, pointing it at him.

"How are you going to do that?" He asked. She could hear the sneer in his voice.

"A mask can't protect you from everything," Danny said coldly, spraying the mace into the mask's eyes. He yelled and lifted up the mask, rubbing at his eyes.

"You bitch!"

"Only when bastards like you threaten me," Danny replied, taking off her heels and running back to the building Meggie's dorm was in. The mask fell back down over her eyes and she hesitated. "Fuck!" She wasn't used to the new line of vision she had. Or lack there of.

"You stupid little-"

Danny yelped her hands leaving the mask and reaching back for her hair. He wrenched the mace from her hand and threw her down on the ground.

"How about we spray this in your eyes this time?" He said, straddling her. She didn't recognize the man even with his mask off, but she could see his blood-shot eyes and his angry face.

"Get off of me!" Danny yelled, reaching up to scratch at his eyes. She was suddenly grateful he was drunk, it slowed down his reaction time considerably. A bit animalistic, to be scratching at his face. But if it's effective, there's no point in complaining. But he seemed to have enough sense not to move. So Danny initiated plan B. Screaming at the top of her lungs.

He tried to cover her mouth, but in his drunken state, he didn't seem to grasp the concept that she had a mask on and the sound wouldn't stop completely. But it was muffled a bit, with the extra cover on the already thick mask. She closed her eyes and turned her head, still screaming (though it was definately starting to take it's toll) and waited for something, anything to happen.

But the weight of his body was gone, and she immediately took off the mask, tossing it aside and curled up, covering her her head.

"It's nice to see you again, Danielle, though I do wish it was under better conditions..."

Danny, still shaking, uncovered her head. "V?" She recognized the voice immediately. Sobbing, she got up off the ground, her arms and legs torn up and her ankle throbbing and hung onto her V like he was the last chance of survial. And despite the pain she felt in her body and the fear that still hadn't completely left her, she was laughing. (4)


A/N: Woohoo, time for me to bug you and answer some possibly confusing things.

(1)Yes, I do want an answer to that...Who wouldn't!

(2)Alright, time for the explanation of Upside Down Day. My spanish teacher (who is still really kind of young) was talking about what her college friends did to her one day. They told her it was upside down day and since she didn't knowwhat it was, she didn't bother and went to class. She got back to her room and EVERYTHING was turned upside down. Even the mattress, sheets and all. So, now you know.

(3)Alright, because it seems that equal signs are OFF LIMITS (random sirens) I had to put it in parenthasis. Anywho, this a joke my friend pulled on me in an IM when I was writing the chapter. Try it on your writing program of choice and tell me if you see any certain male parts. That's the joke, and that's why he asked if Danny liked the answer. Yes.

(4) Noo, she isn't laughing because the situation is freakin' hilarious. Danny laughs when she's relieved. That's just how she is.

Reeviiiieeews!

To Evalyn Daisy Maria Rodrigez: Thank you for my first comment! I was starting to think my story suuucked. I'm glad that you think it's capturing the essence of the movie. I'm trying my best, and the title of this story is going to make more sense later on...if I manage to stay on track...