I love Hannibal Lecter, with the TV show "Hannibal" on no is seriously one of my favorite shows, but this fanfiction is based on the movies with Anthony Hopkins who was brilliant at this part. I loved the movies, and I loved his attraction towards Clarice Starling.

This fanfiction is based on The Silence Of The Lambs movie, but with more detail on his thoughts about the case and about Clarice Starling, I may not so much go into huge detail about the case work, because I don't want to copy it word for word, so I may have it settled on his attraction to Clarice.

So I hope you can enjoy this fanfiction, again like my other story "The Collecting" which is based off The Collector movie, I'm not sure if this will be a long or a short story. It all depends on you guys ^_^
Anyway, enough of my babbling and if you clicked on my story thank you! Any types of opinions, good or bad, are welcomed.

Doctor Hannibal Lecter was a respected man, he was a brilliant psychiatrist whom could get inside the head of anyone with knowledge of a few simple things. He was friendly, charming but also chilling and somewhat his whole demeanor made him easily trusting.

But of course, that was always a mistake to anyone that he thought looked tasty. Mr. Lecter wasn't a free man after he was found out that he was in fact a killer and a cannibal. People were shocked to learn that the respected psychiatrist had killed, and ate, his victims.

When asked why, his simple answer was, "I'm very careful with what I put into my body."

They tried using psychiatrists against him, but he'd just chuckle at them. He wouldn't speak to them, he wasn't afraid that they'd get into his head, but they made him bored and he criticized them for how they tried to get into his head.

He'd scoff at anyone who would try. Did they not know who he was? Or what he was? He was the same as they were, he knew the tricks that they were trying to use to get into his head. How amusing it was at first, until it became ever frustrasting and he was finally sent into a state hospital for the criminally insane.

He didn't have a cell though, no one would let him the freedom of any bars. He sat in a room that had a glass wall. He'd been stuck there eight long years with no view of the outside, no human contact and no human meat to eat.

But then that one day, they sent her. Clarice Starling. Oh how interesting she was to him, he almost smiled at the fact that she was there to profile him. Unlike the others, she didn't make it so obvious how much her interest was in him, but whether she admitted it or not he knew she held some interest.

Orders or not, she could have refused to interview him. It made him actually smile but only in private. He wouldn't show his smile to anyone, it was reserved. He'd sit and watch her through the glass, she'd be sitting there in her suit looking professional but also attractive to him.

He wouldn't admit what he was starting to think, he gave himself psychiatric exam but found that he was infatuated with Miss Clarice Starling. He wanted to know more about her, so when she wanted a criminal profile from him on a man that the FBI was trying to catch he saw that it was his golden opportunity.

"Tell me about yourself...Clarice..."

I will update more when I have the time/chance you may also find me on wattpad where I also update this story. Any opinions/reviews are welcome! Thank you!