The Finale
It was only Creedy and V left now. As V approached the terrified man V smirked at the way he visibly trembled with fear. In the end he was just as afraid of dying as Sutler had been. In truth they were all the same. Cowards, all of them.
V had fulfilled his promise and killed all of Creedy's men before they even had time to reload their weapons. Now it was Creedy's turn and as V approached Creedy wondered if he might really die as V had said, with his hands around his throat. In a last stand, Creedy pulled his side arm and began shooting at the masked villan.
"Die! Die! Why won't you die?!" Five shots later Creedy's gun too was emptied and he was backed against the wall. "Why won't you die?" Disbelief radiated through him. He had always been so sure that this vigilante was a man with a vendetta. A resourceful man but a real, human, flesh and blood man just like him. But now... any human would be dead by now.
V's breathes were labored as he stood over Creedy, "Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy. And ideas are bulletproof."
And just like that V reached out and clasped his hands around Creedy's neck. And with a crack of his neck breaking the life left the mans body and he went limp in V's hands, just as he had said.
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Unmasked
FanfictionOn November the 5th, the world was reborn. Masked vigilante terrorist V gave his life to save England from a fascist government regime. In his death, the world was made new again, its people freed from tyranny. But what if he had lived? This is a...
