I shivered , pulling my thin coat about my shoulders tightly. The road was
cold and wet , along with everything else , and was beginning to freeze as
the night wore on. I haven't seen a car yet at all…please let me be on the
right road… I glance at my watch in the bright moon light , blessed with a
full moon for the night. It is at least midnight…yet I can not make the
minute out correctly. I would be grateful for a drunken truck driver at the
moment…a racist politician…anyone with a car and a heater. Damn that man
for everything he's ever done…damn them all…I hope I never have to set my
foot in that city again…But my feet may not exist then , I am fearful of
frost bite now.
There is a cement stake in the ground of some sort by the side of the road and I quicken my pace to arrive next to it. I sit down with a groan , though I know this is very unwise , and pull my knees to my chest , wrapping my arms around them. I haven't done anything to deserve this…I know it…I lean my head back and close my eyes halfway , wondering if I should just sleep. Of course I shouldn't…that would be foolish…but so would wandering down this frozen road and killing off my energy all night.
"Please let someone come…please…"I whisper to the woods surrounding the road and as I close my heavy eyelids , the last thing I see is a pair of headights as they glide down the road towards me.
Hannibal Lecter was enjoying his night for the most part. He had managed to find a lovely little restaurant in Chicago that suited his taste and had spent his supper there. Though many of the people wandering down the streets had given him as little courtesy as they could , he hadn't found any need to have a 'special' lunch tommorrow , and had gotten back in his rented car to return to the little house he was renting out side of the city. As he made his way down one of the back roads , far from any of the towns or subburbs , Doctor Lecter's lights reflected off a bit of gold and he looked at it's source curiously. As he came closer , he saw it was a young woman laying at the side of the road and hit his breaks.
She didn't move , he noticed , as he stopped suddenly by her and intead still sat there , lifeless. Hannibal got out of his car , noting the knife was still stored safely in his pocket , and crouched down at her side , raising an eyebrow. The girl appeared to be in her early twenties , african american , and not of a lower class. The gold was a pendent around her neck , showing Saint Christopher , and she had a simple jean jacket covering a sweater underneath. Doctor Lecter frowned , she was unconcious. He pushed a piece of her brown hair away from her cheek where it had fallen and pulled away at how cold she was. He rubbed his hands together briskly in the fridgid air and stood , walking to the back of his car. He popped the trunk and pulled a blanket out of it , pushing the hatch back down.
"Well , little one , I dare not ask what trouble you've gotten yourself into now." He muttered , walking back over to her.
Doctor Lecter scooped her up in the blanket and , pulling off a rather successful balancing act , lay her down on the backseat of his car. He striaghtened up , closed the door and climb back into the drivers seat. Hopefull she would stay asleep for the remainder of their long ride , but that she was also okay. Doctor Lecter flipped the heat on high and prepared to almost speed his way down the roads.
Athena awoke later , laying in a bed. A warm bed , she concluded and raised her head to look. She was covered in a warm quilt , laying in a comfortable bed , in a blue nightgown. She looked around her startled and frightened , trying to comprehend it all. The room was dim , the rising sun outside casting a twilight of shadows over the room. It was small , but elegant , and frankly scared the 'begees' out of her. Footsteps out in the hallway jerked her from her thoughts and Athena stare at the door , scared past her wits now.
The door opened and in stepped Hannibal Lecter , looking rather curious. He smiled pleasently at her and stepped in ,shutting the door. Athena froze and watched him move across the room , holding a syringe.
"Good morning…You are fortunate that you had only minor frost bite last night. I took the liberty of getting rid of those damp , cold clothes of yours if you don't mind too much." He spoke levely
"Who…are you?"Athena barely said , shaking slightly as she eyed the syringe.
"You will find out soon , Miss. Right now I am your saviour , you were becoming rather ill out there. Had you been left in the cold all night , you would be dead. I assure you , I am only here to help you , and not to eat you as you have probably heard ," He said , eyes dancing slightly , "So please tell me your name."
"Athena…Hendrix." She muttered , not even thinking.
Hannibal nodded and stepped forward.
"What are you going to do with that…sir…please , I really didn't want to have to inconvenience you or anything you do know…"Athena began
"Oh no , Athena , The pleasure is mine." He said quietly and moved to her side , beginning to mvoe the syringe down to her arm.
Her eyes widened and Athena jerked her arm over , trying to get up when she realized…her right foot and hand had been attachet to opposite sides of the bed. She jerked at her hand and doctor Lecter's came down on her free arm , pushing it down into the bed.
"Athena , please , "He mumbed calmly , giving her a stern look , "Cooperate."
She hissed as the syringe stuck into her arm and doctor Lecter fluidly finnished the job , laying it down at her bedside table. He began to move around the room , which Athena could no longer clearly see , and noises were heard. She groaned slightly and closed her eyes , trying to still her aching head and body. She felt as if the room were spinning.
And suddenly the spinning stopped. Athena willed her eyes to open again and Doctor Lecter was giving her a kind , sympathetic look as he unbound her hand and foot.
"I appoligize , Miss Athena , but I had to make sure you wouldn't run off on me. I am Doctor Hannibal Lecter , I'm sure you've heard of me?"
Her eyes widened , of course she had heard about him…The infamous Hannibal the Cannibal…The interview they had done on local Chicago news with Clarice Starling not two weeks ago. Her political science's class at the University were hot on the topic every day. Doctor Lecter smiled almost humorously and proceeded to pull up a chair by her table.
"Yes , Miss Athena , I suppose you have. Athena the goddess of wisdom , yes?" He taunted, eyes dancing. "Tell me , what was such a WISE young girl doing out on that road so late , hmm?"
She sighed , closing her eyes. Hannibal the Cannibal had currently drugged her up and was now giving her the same treatment her father would? Why had this night all gone so wrong?
"Doctor Lecter…" Athena began , deciding to comply with his orders. If not , she supposed she would be considered rude , and already she had an idea what rudeness got her around this CHARMING little home. " , I don't suppose you'd like to listen to the rather stereotypical stories of a young girl , would you?"
"Au contraire , I do."
Athena thought
"Doctor Lecter…I really don't think you have time to listen to this all."
He smiled "Athena , my dear , you might as well should tell me now. It will be good to understand you in about a weeks worth of time , you understand."
"Why is that?"
"Because this Sunday we are going to have a special dinner , with a special guest , and an even better main course."
She turned her head over to stare at him in fright , hoping he hadn't said what she thought he did or didn't mean it. Athena's breath caught in her throat and Hannibal laughed whole heartedly.
A.N.: Okay…My first Hannibal fic and that sounded pretty strange. Anyway , read and review , and enjoy that odd little cliffie I have throw in…
By the way , Thomas Harris owns everyone he's created , and I really don't thing Chicago belongs to anyone , so Athena is the only one left I own.
There is a cement stake in the ground of some sort by the side of the road and I quicken my pace to arrive next to it. I sit down with a groan , though I know this is very unwise , and pull my knees to my chest , wrapping my arms around them. I haven't done anything to deserve this…I know it…I lean my head back and close my eyes halfway , wondering if I should just sleep. Of course I shouldn't…that would be foolish…but so would wandering down this frozen road and killing off my energy all night.
"Please let someone come…please…"I whisper to the woods surrounding the road and as I close my heavy eyelids , the last thing I see is a pair of headights as they glide down the road towards me.
Hannibal Lecter was enjoying his night for the most part. He had managed to find a lovely little restaurant in Chicago that suited his taste and had spent his supper there. Though many of the people wandering down the streets had given him as little courtesy as they could , he hadn't found any need to have a 'special' lunch tommorrow , and had gotten back in his rented car to return to the little house he was renting out side of the city. As he made his way down one of the back roads , far from any of the towns or subburbs , Doctor Lecter's lights reflected off a bit of gold and he looked at it's source curiously. As he came closer , he saw it was a young woman laying at the side of the road and hit his breaks.
She didn't move , he noticed , as he stopped suddenly by her and intead still sat there , lifeless. Hannibal got out of his car , noting the knife was still stored safely in his pocket , and crouched down at her side , raising an eyebrow. The girl appeared to be in her early twenties , african american , and not of a lower class. The gold was a pendent around her neck , showing Saint Christopher , and she had a simple jean jacket covering a sweater underneath. Doctor Lecter frowned , she was unconcious. He pushed a piece of her brown hair away from her cheek where it had fallen and pulled away at how cold she was. He rubbed his hands together briskly in the fridgid air and stood , walking to the back of his car. He popped the trunk and pulled a blanket out of it , pushing the hatch back down.
"Well , little one , I dare not ask what trouble you've gotten yourself into now." He muttered , walking back over to her.
Doctor Lecter scooped her up in the blanket and , pulling off a rather successful balancing act , lay her down on the backseat of his car. He striaghtened up , closed the door and climb back into the drivers seat. Hopefull she would stay asleep for the remainder of their long ride , but that she was also okay. Doctor Lecter flipped the heat on high and prepared to almost speed his way down the roads.
Athena awoke later , laying in a bed. A warm bed , she concluded and raised her head to look. She was covered in a warm quilt , laying in a comfortable bed , in a blue nightgown. She looked around her startled and frightened , trying to comprehend it all. The room was dim , the rising sun outside casting a twilight of shadows over the room. It was small , but elegant , and frankly scared the 'begees' out of her. Footsteps out in the hallway jerked her from her thoughts and Athena stare at the door , scared past her wits now.
The door opened and in stepped Hannibal Lecter , looking rather curious. He smiled pleasently at her and stepped in ,shutting the door. Athena froze and watched him move across the room , holding a syringe.
"Good morning…You are fortunate that you had only minor frost bite last night. I took the liberty of getting rid of those damp , cold clothes of yours if you don't mind too much." He spoke levely
"Who…are you?"Athena barely said , shaking slightly as she eyed the syringe.
"You will find out soon , Miss. Right now I am your saviour , you were becoming rather ill out there. Had you been left in the cold all night , you would be dead. I assure you , I am only here to help you , and not to eat you as you have probably heard ," He said , eyes dancing slightly , "So please tell me your name."
"Athena…Hendrix." She muttered , not even thinking.
Hannibal nodded and stepped forward.
"What are you going to do with that…sir…please , I really didn't want to have to inconvenience you or anything you do know…"Athena began
"Oh no , Athena , The pleasure is mine." He said quietly and moved to her side , beginning to mvoe the syringe down to her arm.
Her eyes widened and Athena jerked her arm over , trying to get up when she realized…her right foot and hand had been attachet to opposite sides of the bed. She jerked at her hand and doctor Lecter's came down on her free arm , pushing it down into the bed.
"Athena , please , "He mumbed calmly , giving her a stern look , "Cooperate."
She hissed as the syringe stuck into her arm and doctor Lecter fluidly finnished the job , laying it down at her bedside table. He began to move around the room , which Athena could no longer clearly see , and noises were heard. She groaned slightly and closed her eyes , trying to still her aching head and body. She felt as if the room were spinning.
And suddenly the spinning stopped. Athena willed her eyes to open again and Doctor Lecter was giving her a kind , sympathetic look as he unbound her hand and foot.
"I appoligize , Miss Athena , but I had to make sure you wouldn't run off on me. I am Doctor Hannibal Lecter , I'm sure you've heard of me?"
Her eyes widened , of course she had heard about him…The infamous Hannibal the Cannibal…The interview they had done on local Chicago news with Clarice Starling not two weeks ago. Her political science's class at the University were hot on the topic every day. Doctor Lecter smiled almost humorously and proceeded to pull up a chair by her table.
"Yes , Miss Athena , I suppose you have. Athena the goddess of wisdom , yes?" He taunted, eyes dancing. "Tell me , what was such a WISE young girl doing out on that road so late , hmm?"
She sighed , closing her eyes. Hannibal the Cannibal had currently drugged her up and was now giving her the same treatment her father would? Why had this night all gone so wrong?
"Doctor Lecter…" Athena began , deciding to comply with his orders. If not , she supposed she would be considered rude , and already she had an idea what rudeness got her around this CHARMING little home. " , I don't suppose you'd like to listen to the rather stereotypical stories of a young girl , would you?"
"Au contraire , I do."
Athena thought
"Doctor Lecter…I really don't think you have time to listen to this all."
He smiled "Athena , my dear , you might as well should tell me now. It will be good to understand you in about a weeks worth of time , you understand."
"Why is that?"
"Because this Sunday we are going to have a special dinner , with a special guest , and an even better main course."
She turned her head over to stare at him in fright , hoping he hadn't said what she thought he did or didn't mean it. Athena's breath caught in her throat and Hannibal laughed whole heartedly.
A.N.: Okay…My first Hannibal fic and that sounded pretty strange. Anyway , read and review , and enjoy that odd little cliffie I have throw in…
By the way , Thomas Harris owns everyone he's created , and I really don't thing Chicago belongs to anyone , so Athena is the only one left I own.