Summery: Not all ideas die, especially one like him. But when the idea has been used it hides away for it is not needed, but the man who created the idea can at least come out to play the role as not an idea but as a lover…and father.

Idea to Man and Man to Father

Disclaimer: Would you prefer a lie or the truth? (Truth) For those who are stupid enough to ask the question, "Is V for Vendetta mine?" I have to say, "No."

A/N: OH! For the summery, I forgot to mention, Evey is to find a book of V's past life as well:D I think I'm being too nice for letting you know that instead of it being some sort of climax. But oh well, the climax will be the wanting of knowing (if the comic says how his life was, again I'm sorry for changing it. I bought the beginning…I think. Is it the part where he meets a girl (Evey I think) who is out her first time to earn money by asking to sleep with someone????)

"Um, hello?" Mr. Monroe knocked on the door that led in the Shadow Gallery continuing to look side to side to make sure no one would notice him in the alleyway in which he came.

The door opened slowly and in the crack of the door he saw Evey's face…and a spatula in her mouth

"Mmm! Mis Moo mm er-" Evey pulled the spatula out from her mouth, "-oh, sorry, hehe, um…come in!"

The librarian looked at amused and walked in.

"I was working on placing the books in the shelves. I swear this is going to take days…weeks even. God, when did V have the time to read them all?"

Mr. Monroe watched her as she disappeared behind the shelves only to reappear with a bowl of…melted chocolate it seemed. "Uh, Ms. Hammond…Evey, why is it that you are eating…umm…" He looked at her confused of what to call this melted chocolate looking thing she was engulfing.

"Unbaked chocolate cake mix….I was eating it because… I was hungry?" She went back in remembering how hungry she felt in the morning.

Flashback

It seems that the gods went against Evey as once again she woke up with her stomach rejecting last night's dinner. She felt very tired and hot. She glanced at her bed only to see the sheets on the floor that seemed to be tossed away in the night.

Evey went to the kitchen having the feeling for simply eggs and toast. She placed on the apron that originally belonged to V even though she sort of looked silly in it and starting doing her best at cooking.

When she finished with her egg she suddenly felt a bit…picky. She started to place the egg on the toast and wanted jelly, and as she placed some jelly on the toast she wanted butter on another. Once she had bread with butter and another with jelly she suddenly placed the eggs on one of the toast and placed the bread on top of it and ate it in five bites. And once she finished with it she wanted some more.

Three sandwiches were eaten and yet Evey still felt hungry. She had the urge for something chocolaty...she wanted chocolate cake! She swiftly ran through the kitchen looking for at least one chocolate cake mix. After five minutes of searching she finally found one. She followed the directions of placing eggs, water, and oil then steer the cake mix into it, but as soon as the chocolate batter got all nice and smooth she couldn't help but dip a finger in the batter and lick it off. Soon one lick became two, and two became a spoon full. Next thing you know she was taking spoons full of chocolate mix one after another.

End of Flashback

"Hungry you say Evey? Hmm…" Mr. Monroe went into deep thought even more sure that his thought of the main matter was true…

…if Evey was truly indeed pregnant.

Evey watched Mr. Monroe as he was lost in thought. She opened her mouth to ask what he was thinking, but no words sprung out from her lips. Instead she placed another spoonful of cake mix in her empty mouth having the blissful taste take the thoughts of her mind away.

VEVVEV

Thoughts bounced off the walls of the maze like room now filled with multiple shadows because of the sunlight. The shadows only made it more fun to play the game of mysteries, especially for the face that expression never changed, or at least not on the outside. The practice of camouflage, the grace and balance of each step, the silence of nothing-a game to him, nothing more. An idea with rules and fun.

Now, if only I had my sparring partner Joseph…

(A/N: Is it Joseph? I read in a fanfic. story that Joseph was his name and I can't remember the name of the knight V fought with. If you know please tell me. Thank you.)

The wondrous man-no, not man…idea wondered through the maze of books reminding him of his own books. He was hiding from the light as if it was the enemy. This was a game for him, a way to let his body roam free in excitement.

A chuckle echoed out from the mask thinking of the foolishness of this so called game as he stared at his cape that was not in the shadows like the rest of him.

"Shinning star that rains the light to this Earth, it seems you caught me once again. You truly are a star player. I hope thee will play again." The figure behind the shadow went in the light and bowed before the shinning sun only to have her smile back with the beauty many admire.

The idea turned and walked, but bumped into a table which held a piece of paper with the letter V on it.

V…

It was not his name. Actually, he doesn't remember the name he was born with, didn't remember anyone calling him anything else besides V or long before that Number Five. He had no memory of a sweet sound of a mother's voice to call his name out just to show she cared.

The letter was unfolded and looked at with calming eyes.

V,

If you had not notice me leaving the library, then I just want you to know I am not here and that I am to be at Ms. Hammond's home or in other cases YOUR home. Reason I'm there is from the recent talk we had…if Ms. Hammond was sick or even pregnant. Please do not hide in the shadows tonight because I would like to talk to you about that tonight. My dear friend, if you have any idea what may be the problem with Evey I hope you can tell me. I will see you later.

Lee Monroe

P.S. The kitchen and garden is yours to use. Just remember to clean after yourself.

Lee was a kind soul. V never had doubt in his friendship or trust. He was only one he could ever trust with his life…well until he met Evey.

V folded the note back to the way it was and placed it back on the table. His mind quickly reminded him of last night. He remembered he was reading some of Edgar Allen Poe's stories. The one he remembered to be at was The Raven when he heard the footsteps of his friend Lee.

At first he was very engrossed in the book he hardly noticed him talking. Then he started to notice him talking about Evey. He opened his ears while Lee was going on about him being silent then very talkative. He couldn't help that. He had moments where there is a mouth full of things to go talk about, and then there was moments where he feels the silence can clean the body and mind. But all that was erased as he heard something that made him paralyzed which caused him to stay up all night in thought…That Evey could be pregnant. Not only that, but it could only led up to that he was the father, and only he knows why.

VEVVEV

A/N: I'm sorry it was short. I was brain dead from exams, my personal life, and working my butt off. I know, excuses, excuses. I promise to make next one longer. It is up to you to review or not. I write for people to read, not for fame and glory-being praised over. Review whether you want to or not.