Evey woke up in what used to be a dentist's chair, now strapping her down. She winced as the bright and ominous light blinded about a third of her vision, only letting the traces of a female figure come in front of her.
"Hello there, Mrs. Evey Hammond. You're probably wondering why you're here, but unfortunately won't be able to ask it." The woman spoke with hatred laced and tucked into every fragment of the beginning of her speech as she giggled quietly, but with eerie painted all over it, sending chills dancing up and down Evey's spine like a Gala.
"Unfortunately, almost 14 years ago my husband, Mr. Creedy passed away. Such a shame. He was a very good detective. Almost sniffed you and your little pest out didn't he? But now you have a third one, just as irritating, if not more. I do believe she is heading this way…with her father. Is it not surprising? He hid from you this WHOLE time. I'm starting to think that he might have left you. Maybe it was the child… maybe he didn't want to take care of such….such a nuisance…." She grinned maniacally.
Evey blood began to boil, wishing she could fight like V at that moment. V was dead! He never lived through that night. Evey felt his body grow cold, as he proclaimed his love for her. She never wanted him to go. She sent him on his Viking funeral, never to meet his daughter, and now this…this bitch talk about him in such a degrading manner. She would love to see the women die an agonizing death. H-how dare you speak about my loved ones like THAT! Evey hissed in her mind, wishing looks could actually send daggers flying into the face of whom she glared at.
"But of course, I know you wouldn't believe me. How about I show you some proof? Outside of the hospital, there's footage of your daughter speaking to this man. The man with a Guy Fawkes mask. But of course, you can say it's someone else…right? How would he be affiliated with your daughter, but not you? I'd say he doesn't even care for you anymore-"
The loud speaker blared, making Evey gasp as a searing pain cut through her ear.
"Die Menschen haben das Gebäude eingedrungen! Beeilung! Lernen Sie, Ihre Beiträge und sichern Sie jede Ecke mit gepanzerten Männer! DIES IST KEIN BOHREN!"
The woman growled, her frame disappearing from the light. "It won't be long. I'm sure you'll encounter your… escapist…who really only cares about his vendetta more than you…until then! Todaloo!" The woman's voice sneered at Evey, as she heard other booted footsteps leave the room.
"Alive? Was her V really alive? The hospital…why didn't Vivienne tell her? Maybe she didn't know? Vivienne was a bit naïve…but still…she didn't tell her…if that really is V….no he died! I felt him leave me in my arms. I saw the blood, I even got my daughter clarified as his with it. He died…right?" Evey argued with herself, trying to hold back tears. "if he isn't dead….why didn't he come back?"
AND SCENE! Okay so we're getting really close to the part where you'll be saying "I LOVE THIS STORY, BUT I HATE YOU! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE HER…UGHHHHH!" Hehehe :D I'm so excited. Keep feeding me the motivational comments! KEEP DOING IT. DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT! It makes me evil wiff der plert…herherherh