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Evey didn't even know what she was doing. Last night had gone so fast. From being V's allied she was suddenly his student. Yesterday night she had accepted to learn from V. He promised her to teach her how to fight. He said he'd teach her everything he knew and much more. She was already nervous. The part where she'd have to stab someone through the stomach with a knife seemed nothing but impossible. Nervously Evey pored some tea into a cup and put it next to a plate with an egg. V was still too weak to stand up and she had to make breakfast for him. Evey wasn't such a skilled chef like V was, she tried making Eggie-In-The-Basket but it ended up with turning black. Shortly speaking, Evey wasn't the best chef in the world. She picked the tablet up and carried it to V's room.

"Morning…" she greeted him and put the tablet with breakfast in front of him. "I did my best, hope it's eatable…"

V chuckled.

"Thank you, Evey! It's looks very nice!"

Evey nodded and went back into the kitchen. She'd return in half an hour and pick the tablet up then. To be able to eat his breakfast, V had to remove his mask and didn't want to do it in front of Evey. He had told her that his face wasn't like it once was. V maybe thought he'd scare her if she saw it. He wished to have his breakfast alone, and she respected that.

Evey pored some tea into her own cup and put it to her lips, taking a sip. She was nervous, she couldn't eat anything. She knew that it was pathetic, but she was worried. She didn't know what awaited her. She couldn't imagine how V would teach her all that. How could V even imagine Evey taking his place? She didn't like using knives! Even not kitchen knives. And now she was supposed to use them as weapons. Last night V had shortly told her that he was going to teach her weaponry, technology and all other skills she had to know. Suddenly her head was filled with all sorts of information she never knew she'd know. She knew where Creedy lived, approximately where Sutler resided, where she was supposed to go otherwise… She was nervous she'd do something incredibly stupid and die. She had said that to V last night, but he had told her that she shouldn't worry, she wouldn't make any mistakes. He had said it so lightly, that Evey got scared. V never seemed to take anything deadly serious. He was even ok after killing someone. That made her nervous. She didn't know if she could handle it just like him. V told her that with this training she'd change. She'd maybe become a completely different person. A person that didn't have any limits. A person, that did what she desired. That thought scared her most. She had already transformed once, and that had hurt. That time when V had tortured her to set her free, she had felt it. Felt it with her entire body. Cold water, hard stone floor beneath her body and nothing but emptiness. When she was sitting in that cell, she thought that it was as bad as it could get. Evey hoped that she was right. She hoped that this transformation wouldn't be as horrible.

With a sigh Evey sat down on the edge of the bed again. V had finished his breakfast and she was here to pick up the tablet.

"Was it ok?" she asked him.

"Couldn't have done it better myself!" V answered. Evey giggled. She knew that that the egg which she had made, couldn't possibly have tasted ok. She knew that V simply didn't want to upset her. He was used to eat the food he cooked himself, and it was as delicious every time. Since V and Evey both lived in the Shadow Gallery, V always cooked for Evey. 3 times a day, every day. And every time she was stunned by the exotic and well-tasting meals he made. Compared with them, Evey's little breakfast was nothing.

"So." V started, "I think I'll be able to move tomorrow, so we can start the physical training part tomorrow. Today I'll teach you strategies, do's and don'ts in the field. We'll have to feed your muscles with knowledge but also your brains."

Evey nodded and took the tablet from V, heading into the kitchen. She put it in the water-filled sink and threw some washing powder into it, going back into V's room. She took a chair and sat down opposite him, ready. V cleaned his throat and turned his head towards Evey. She was sitting with crossed legs and a very concentrated expression on her face. V chuckled.

"Don't look so afraid, Evey!" he laughed, trying to get her to relax. Evey smiled a tensed smile.

"So." V finally began. "When you're fighting someone, the most important thing is to never get stressed or nervous. When you fight someone, it's just you and them. No one else exists. Never let anyone or anything distract you, Evey. They will try to do that, but you must be completely focussed, completely calm and completely stable. I'm sure you've seen people panic and end up dying from their own fear. That must never happen to you.

Another important thing is, that you will never be better than your weapon. Let's say you use a knife. You will never be stronger or sharper than the blade. When you use your knives to kill someone, never forget that the blade does the job for you. Never underestimate the power of your weapons, if you do, you'll fail.

In a battle you have to think quickly, there isn't time to stand and wonder if you should make your move or not. You make your move and you don't look back. If you continue looking back all the time, Evey, you'll be dead before you've even turned to your foe."

V continued speaking. He explained how he thought in details. Every single little muscle movement he explained and analysed. Everything so that Evey would understand him perfectly. Evey's sharpness and concentration was on its peak. She listened to everything he told her, she understood and imagined. Evey knew that V was a man of a thousand talents. In her opinion, there was nothing he couldn't do. But she could never imagine that he was such a good teacher. He explained everything so clearly and neatly, that even a person like Evey, that had never before heard a few of the words, picked them up directly. It often happens, that the most gifted and brilliant people in what they do, are those that do not know how to explain something correctly.

Slowly she began to understand the nature of V's fighting skills. Apparently he was using 40 percent knowledge, 40 percent technique and 20 percent strategy when fighting. Of course he had enhanced other abilities, but he said that even if Evey didn't possess then, she'd do well. He made everything sound so incredibly easy, and that calmed Evey down. Every time she got nervous that she wouldn't be able to do it, she just trusted V. She trusted that he wouldn't let her do it if she couldn't make it.

Evey discovered something new about herself this night. She noticed that she picked up information incredibly quickly. V didn't have to tell her the same thing twice. She understood it the moment he finished the sentence. V had told her that teaching her all this would take time, and would take a great effort from Evey. He would train her to the peak of her physical abilities, everything she would was physically able to do. Evey knew that it would be a long way to go, but she was ready to walk it.