forum A Personal Vendetta (One on one, dytopian)

Started February 15, 2019 by Deleted user

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(That's fine!! I might sometimes go on long breaks too for the same reasons!!)

Lily looked over her shoulder nervously at the main gate. She was in the library trying to search for any traces of books with more than one copy. She had been trying to rescue and save as many books as she could. A recent research session alerted her of a simple manual nearby where she lived

Unbeknownst to Lillian Grey, a shadow was watching over her. The masked, cloaked figure glided silently past, then, in a long and graceful leap surely beyond any human capabilities, he made it past the fence and into the library. Hardly any books were really there, and pretty much all of them some form of propaganda for the corrupt government, but there wasn't a thing to it. V had a different agenda.

Word of that masked terrorist being in the area had spread to the Eye, and now they were sending out their police force to deal with the matter. But there was an unease amongst them. The fact that the man was unknown, and that he had gotten this far in his exploits, was worrisome enough. But the way he-or that mask-looked at you… it was truly nightmarish.

Lily heard a beep from the computer and let a quiet whoop of joy. Taking out her USB, she copied the information and shut off the computer. She grabbed her bags and the printouts from the printer and headed for the front door.

The police, or the Finger, had already surrounded the place by then. “Freeze, traitor,” one said when they spotted Lily. And then a ball of flame engulfed the Fingermen, a loud bang having directed it. V shhed Lily, and silently beckoned her to follow.

Lily was frozen in place 'what is going on?!' she wondered. Snapping out of her daze, she followed the beckoning figure as quiet as a mouse.

V crept up to a rooftop a few blocks down the road. He took out an old antique pocket watch. "It is almost midnight." he said. "Almost time. For the music. My music. You see, I am a conductor, of what shall be remembered as the greatest of orchestras." the mask turned towards Lily.

Lily studied the masked figure wondering what the madman behind the mask had to say to her

"Do you know what day it is?" November fourth, of course, but not for much longer. It was simply a question to bring forth something of an explanation to the girl, as she evidently had plenty of questions herself.

"Of course, it is November 4, just a bit before midnight."

"And so it begins," and with a grand sweep of his cloak, all lilly white yet dark as tar, without spot or pride, that did seem like silk and silver; but neither silk nor silver therein did appear, he brought them up to the edge of the roof. The chimes of midnight rang all about, and the library exploded, several towers were toppled by flame, and the streets were now in chaos. But then, sparkling fireworks of brilliant colours illuminated the streets, all in a V formation. "Ah, my music." he looked to the conundrum below, no expression on his face but pride in his tone.

"Why did you blow up the library?!" She asked, shock evident on her face

"I have a nicer one in my home. Would you like to see it?" he asked, holding out a hand.

"You…have a library?" She asked. She looked inside her bag at the few ripped papers of a few books she found.

"Why yes, of course. And you'll find much better books there than anywhere else around here, certainly. I'd be willing to show you, for a price." the mask gazed into Lily's eyes, her soul.

"And the price is what exactly?" She asked, crossing her arms and staring him down

"Tell me, what good is an actor that plays his part to an empty theatre? That, I yet do not know. That's why you are here. I need you. I need someone to listen. Will you listen to me, to my music?" he asked seriously.

She sighed and sat down, in the roof "I don't have anything better to do the run from the law." She mumbled

“Soon the laws of this wasteland will crumble and fade. Come, we don’t have much time until others come.” he nodded.

V had blindfolded Lily, lead her through a labyrinth of streets and stair, until they came to a stone chamber, and he eventually took off the blindfold after standing in the gloom for a few minutes. “We are here, my muse.” his voice came from one of the dark corners of the room, echoing through the space.

"Where exactly is here?" Lily asked, tilting her head

"It is my home. I call it," lights flickered on, and you could now see a lush, beautiful room fit for a palace, hundreds of books and paintings all about, with warm light illuminated from a chandelier, a plush stewed cherry carpet stretching across the floor. There was a grand brick fireplace and mahogany mantlepiece, as well as several comfortable chairs the same colour of the carpet. "the Shadow Gallery. There are many rooms in this place, none are restricted to you."

"Except your room of course." She smirked. Villains in most stories she remembered always said something along those lines. Them she frowned. 'was this dude a villain or a hero? He blew up a building but he also saved her.'

"I have no secrets to keep from you. You may access anything in my home." he repeated, "You don't need to consider the nature of our association."

"What are you?" She asked, sitting on the floor