Hannibal looked at Johnathan Graham with a sneer, he stood up from behind his desk and walked around to the man standing there Hannibal looked him up and down as he moved passed him towards the small cabinet where he kept his fine wines for when he wants a little drink while he works. He filled a glass and turned to the other man in the room "We had a deal Mr Graham." He told him as he almost glided back to his chair behind the desk.

"I know we had a deal but I can't raise the cash." He told him, the red eyed man looked behind him to see the open door where the man's young 5 year old son sat in the waiting room.

The boy had a mop of dark chocolate curls and bright blue eyes, he kicked his legs back and forth as he read a book. "How old is your boy?" He asked, Johnathan flinched as the demon looked at his only child

"5." He looked back at his boy and saw him reading the book and sighed "He is very bright for his age."

"Bring him in here." Hannibal asked

"Lord Lecterplease leave my son out of this?" He whispered, but the red eyes seem to growl at him without the man ever saying a word. Johnathan turned and looked at son with dread filling his body with every breath he is taking.

"William can you come in here." He called out, he tried to stop his voice from trembling.

The small boy called William looked up as he closed the book and placed it on the seat next to him and then slipped off the chair and walked into the room "Yes Daddy?" He said, he didn't look at his father right in the face and Hannibal could see why the large bruise on his face told him that the boy was scared of his father "My boss wants to meet you." He told him as Hannibal watched the large blue orbs look up at him.

Let a smile grace his lips as he stood back up and walked around the round now holding a small box of juice and Johnathan wondered where the demon had gotten that from…did he keep juice boxes in his draw?... he thought as he watched the man knelt in front of his son "Hello William I am Hannibal, I have a very important question for you and if you answer me truthfully I will give you this special juice box."

"Okay sir." Hannibal grinned showing his fangs to the young boy who just looked at the pearly whites

"Does your father like to play card games?" Will looked at his father "William look at me please and not at him." The boy looked back and that is when Hannibal saw the golden ring around Will's blue eyes and it made the man smile

"Yes sir." He whispered softly, almost holding himself away from his father, Hannibal notices that Johnathan hand balled his hands up

"Very good William, no does he like to drink?"

"He liked Wh….Whkey." He said, founding it hard to say the words that is somewhat unfamiliar to him, but he must have heard his old man ask for his bottle of Whisky at some point. Hannibal smiled and handed him the juice box and ruffled his hair

"Good boy." Will smiled as he took the drink from him as he looked up into Hannibal's maroon eyes.

"Can I ask you something sir?" Will asked softly as he pulled the straw from the back and popped the small foil lid

"Of course William you can ask me anything you wish." He told him, as smiled into the little round face

"Why are you angry with my daddy?"

"He hadn't paid his bills." Hannibal told him. Will looked confused at him "He borrowed some money from me and he hadn't paid it back." The boy nodded "Thank you very much William it was a pleasure meeting you. Go back out there and finish reading your book." Will nodded and walked off sipping his drink humming at the flavour.

Standing back up Hannibal walked to the door and smiled at Will as he closed it before turning to Johnathan with a dark glare "Tell me was your wife a demon?" He asked, the greying haired man rubbed the back of his neck and nodded

"Of sorts, she didn't have any powers until her mother died and then it pasted to her, before that she was normal." Hannibal didn't like the word normal it made his skin crawl

"Did she get these powers while she was pregnant with William?" He asked, again Johnathan nodded and it made sense to the demon now about the golden band around the blue irises. "Alright Mr Graham what if I told you that you can clean your debt away now to day." He said as he pulled out a paper from his other draw as Johnathan saw written appear on the parchment

"W…What do you want then?" He asked, as he saw the demon smile as he sat down and looked at him

"Your eldest child." He said as he laced his fingers together.

Johnathan felt sick as he looked back to the closed door and then back down at the document in front of him "My son?" He whispered as he looked at the demon "Please Mr Lecter…"

"I don't want you son now, he is too young for what I have in mind he will stay with until I find him ready for my needs." He told him seeing the worried look on the man's face

"And my debt will be paid off?" He asked

"Yes." He handed Johnathan a pen

"W…What do you want my son for?" He asked

"Your son his half demon, I believe he is an empath and when he is older I will take him under my wing." He didn't want to do this Will is his only son could he sell him off to his boss just to clear his own debt. …you will never be able to pay Lecter back… the voice in his head told him "I will even throw in 10,000 a month extra into your wages." Hannibal said with a self-satisfying smile as he watched the man put the nib of the pen to the paper and sign his name.

Once he finished signing his name the document roll itself up and Hannibal took the rolled up paper and held it in his hand "Now I have the power to take William away from you any time I want you are now just the care taker." Johnathan wanted to argue but he realised he had no leg to stand on

"Yes Lord Lecter." He whispered as he turned to walk towards the door. Hannibal watched him smiling to himself as he sipped his wine as he looked down at the contract. He now owns William Graham and when the boy is old enough he will take the boy away and raise him to be his queen.

Johnathan stood outside the office his fingers fiddling with the scarf in his hand as he looked down at his feet feeling the weight of what he done on his shoulders. "Daddy?" Will called out to him. He looks up to his small son and forced a smile on his face as he walked up to him.

"Do your coat up Will, its cold out." He told him as he warped his scarf the boy's neck and smiled at him as he done up the boy's buttons of hid coat.

"Am I in trouble?" Will asked

"No Will you're not in trouble you have been a good boy." He kissed the top of his head "You're feeling a little hot there buddy are you feeling okay?" He asked

"Just cold daddy." Johnathan picked Will up and carried him out side

"Let's get you to bed."