Hi there! Well, this is my first english fanfiction and my first Hannibal Lecter fic.
I'm from Germany and though I'm the best in class when it comes to english I'm afraid it is not good I need your Feedback :D
So, have fun with this little Story :D
Joker
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters except for the characters I created. Doctor Lecter, Clarice Starling, Jack Crawford and Mason Verger belong to Thomas Harris
Prologue
Hannibal Lecter got captured again. It happened on his way to Florence, right after he killed Chilton. Now he was sitting in a prison cell again, waiting for the needle. His brain worked every second on an escape, but nothing came to mind.
One of the guards came along and pushed a telephone through the bars of his cell.
"Your lawyer." He stated simply. Hannibal grew confused. He hadn't a lawyer anymore.
"Yes?" he asked suspicious.
"Listen carefully. I'm not a lawyer. I will get you out of this cell, if you cooperate." A young, male voice said.
"Go on." Hannibal snarled. Who was this boy at the end of the phone? From the tone of the voice he must be twenty, maybe older. Maybe as old as Clarice…
"Allright. I will help you, because I need you. I'll tell ya when we meet." The boy said eagerly.
"That is quite allright, but how do you plan to get me out of here?" Hannibal whispered.
"That's easy. Let's say that the alarm goes on in about an hour. Let's say a lunatic escaped and is running amok. I'll take care of that. So, when everybody runs down there I will come and set you free. We will escape and I will bring you to a safe place." the boy said, his voice suddenly full of darkness. Hannibal wondered. Maybe the boy was multiple?
"Are you really sure that this will work?" Hannibal snarled.
"Trust me, it's not the first time I sneak in to somewhere where it is impossible!" the boy said and sounded alarmingly normal again.
"Then we will see us in an hour young man." Hannibal whispered and put the phone down. He was very suspicious. The boy's voice sounded somehow familiar. Hannibal had the feeling that he should know this boy very good…
He paced through his little cell and waited patiently. Exactly an hour later he heard the alarm and a voice said "Code blue, we have one of the dungeon guys running amok in the third floor!"
Hannibal was in the first floor, all by himself. Two of his guards ran to the third floor, but one remained. Hannibal was curious. How will the boy take care of him?
His question was answered almost at once. He saw a shadow behind the window of the cell in front of him. The shadow moved through the window, after slicing a great hole in it. Hannibal couldn't see all of the boy's face, but he saw him grinning like the Cheshire cat.
The guard heard the noise when the boy ran through the floor, but before he could say anything his throat was sliced. Hannibal saw the knife, a Harpy, his favorite. The boy came to his cell, chuckling like an idiot. He had the keys with him and handed them Hannibal.
"That went surprisingly well!" the boy said, still chuckling.
"I thought you weren't doing it for the first time?" Hannibal stated.
"Yeah, but it is the first time I sneak into a prison. It was quite funny!" the boy smiled and pulled his hat and glasses off. His hair was as red as blood and his eyes were the blues blue Hannibal ever saw.
"I am Logan by the way. Logan Smith. Nice to meet you Doctor!" the boy said and shook Hannibal's Hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Logan. And now let us get out of here." Hannibal said. Logan nodded and led him to the window he entered through. It wasn't very high so the could jump. Hannibal was in custody for only a week but it felt amazing to be free again.
Logan swung himself into a Pinto, which was standing under a bunch of trees. Hannibal knew this car.
"So, you know Clarice?" he asked.
"Yup. I stay a lot at her place; she's like a big sister to me! Although she doesn't know where I am at this moment, or what I am doing. But that is okay. She wasn't very happy when she heard that they captured you." Logan said, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Do you think that was a good idea?" Hannibal asked.
"I had my reason to help you escape." Logan said serious and Hannibal understood that this was the end of this conversation.
"Where are we going?" Hannibal asked when they were a good distant from the prison.
"To my house, you can stay there for a while. I'm going over to Clarice." Logan said while driving the car in a mad speed.
"You don't have to leave the house."
"I know, but there's something I have to ask Clarice first. She will kill me!" Logan laughed. They drove for half an hour until they finally arrived.
"It's not that big. But I think it will do." Logan said; suddenly shy.
"Don't worry it's perfect." Hannibal smiled. He was confused. Something pushed him to be nice to this boy.
"Well, I'll show you the house and then I will drive to Clarice." Logan said and led him to the back door. Neither of them noticed the Mustang standing in the shadows.