V. It was the name he chose after his Five disappeared. Left him all alone with the Commission. His fingers around the briefcase's handle, he pursed his lips. He had deserted the place where The Handler and her goons were keeping a watchful eye on the various timelines.

He never stopped. He wandered through the past, the future, the present, the alternative paths... How he missed his adoptive brother, Harlan. And his mother- He wished he could go back to them. Except he couldn't. His mind lost in memories, he recalled the blurred faces of his five siblings, of his father. Of Pogo and Grace.

Liars.

They had hidden the truth from him. He clenched his fists and flickered his eyelids, then closed them. A long and slow inspiration. Next, he exhaled. Five's face in mind, he gritted his teeth : why he- he abandoned him ? Why ? One quick wipe on his face... The tears were gone. Questions belonged to the past. He stopped his track and his eyes glowed in a silverish blue light. Someone was behind him. And V was ready to strike if he was in danger.

"Why are you following me ?" He asked, not even a glance behind him.