I really like the voice of Visser One that you used, and the description, and how you illude to what happens later in the series (about her past, and her not being alive to see V3 to become V1). Your point of view on the relationship is also very realistic, how she needs him to strive to be greater than someone-- it's highly true in some relationships. You could mention that she might worry about him not being a good enough match for her, and bring out the Visser arrogance-- though that might take away from the Closet Fan-ness. :) Again very good, very realistic!

Now THIS is Closet Fan.

I thought I would have at least a couple things to cover with your story, but nope, you seem to have it all under control. No sappiness or unnecessary weakness points, but filled with denial and "painful hatred" as you so very well put it. Here are a few lines I particularly liked:

"If anyone needed to be knocked off of his pedestal it was Visser Three. If anyone was appropriate for that job, it was me." - Very well said.

"That five or ten minutes during which I thought that Visser Three was dead, however...I had never felt so empty in my life." - Of course. The one moment of weakness that IS necessary - the one in which the narrating character lets the facade of pure hatred crack to show a little need. But she covers it right away, typically.

"Well, there was no emptiness now. My insides were burning with hatred towards the half-Andalite scum. At that moment, long ago, I had realized that the rivalry between me and Visser Three was the driving force in my ambition. Without him, I had no one to prove myself to. And when he beat me, it made me very angry. It seemed as if our relationship was beyond my control. I had no choice but to participate in this game. Which meant I would just have to quell my anger and get on with making my move. I smiled coldly to myself. It was time for me to claim the upper hand. Out of all the other Visser’s and Sub-Visser's not one gave me the same sort of satisfaction when I outsmarted them. I needed that rush –that exaltation. I needed this twisted game we played." - I LOVE this! Love it!! If you’ve read Dependance, the whole fic is about what you’ve just described in this paragraph. And you’ve put it so well into words. Congrats!

In all truth, this is a typical pre-45 CF one-shot which you managed to spike up a little and make more interesting. You did an excellent job! If you would like to continue on the CF route and want more of a challenge this time, I'd say your next step would be to see if you can pull off a V3's PoV post-45 one-shot. These are a lot harder than they seem because in pre-45, all you have to do is mix in a little affection with a whole lot of hate. In POST-45, you'll need to handle the incredible confusion of mixing in V3's own confusion about his emotions for his dead arch-rival, as well as his denying grief and of course, the ever-present hate.

If you want to read a fic of mine for an example of post-45, please visit my profile and read "A Rose's Thorns". Good luck!

Your neighborhood Closet Fan,
Sinister Shadow

P.S. – This is going into “Behind Closet Doors”, the official CF Archive. (: You deserve it! Good job!