Fighting for love and freedom [a V for Vendetta story]

The man with the hat

~Somebody else’s POV~

You stood on a roof of a house, looking for some fun. You didn’t have must to do. You were about to go back home when a scream filled the air. ‘Finally, something to do’ you thought.
As you jumped from roof to roof, looking to were the scream came from. Suddenly another scream came from an alleyway in front of you. When you looked over the edge down, you saw three men holding a young woman down who didn’t have must clothed on her body left, while she cried, plead and screamed for help and them to stop. But they just ignored her and kept pulling at the remains of her clothes. When you noticed that there where fingermen, you decided to help the poor woman and gave so fun with the men.

~Your POV~

The tears were rolling of your cheeks like waterfalls now. Your throat began to get raw from the crying and screaming now and you began to feel light-headed. The hope inside

of you began to fade when suddenly you saw a shadow in your eye corner.

As you noticed that it was a silhouette of a person, hope returned, so you began to call to him for help, hoping it was not another fingermen.

Slowly the figure stepped out of the shadows and you noticed that it wasn’t a fingermen to your relive. But it was a person with a white Guy Fawkes mask, black hair and wore entirely black, with a hat.

“What crime has been committed this hour?” he spoke in a heavy, dark voice. “Look pale, we’re fingermen” said the man who called you a whore, showing his beget(sp?).
In a blink of an eye he lost it and it lay on the ground behind you. Suddenly the man showed that he was armed with at least eight knifes.
The man who lost his beget(sp?) got scared and pulled his gun, but before he got the chance to shoot, the man with the hat threw him against a wall, that lost a few bricks from the impact. Then the man who spoke to you charged forward. Before he could even pull his gun out, the man with the hat spin around with a knife in his hands, cutting the mans throat, killing him.
The remaining man, who held you in place, pulled out a pocketknife and placed it to your throat and he said “Come any closer and I will cut her throat”. The man with the hat just faced him. You couldn’t tell if he was looking at you. “Pathetic” was the only thing he said.
The fingermen behind you only looked at him questionably, “what?”. When you looked behind the man, you saw the other fingermen coming up behind him with a pocketknife and the man apparently didn’t hear or see him, so you called out ”Look out, behind you!”.
The next thing you knew there was a banging pain on the back of your head and you were thrown on the ground. Your vision began to leave, but the last thing you saw was that the man cut the fingermen behind him almost through half and threw a knife in the other’s forehead and then everything black.
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