Gildan's Note: My 10 Part Hannibal AU! Enjoy

1. At The Corner of Harris Street

Will Graham knocked on the door of his partner, Hannibal Lecter. Earlier in the morning, Will had received a telegram about a horrible crime that had been committed not far from here. Will was a detective with a background in medical science, as was Hannibal as well as being a psychiatrist. Together they worked on cases that no one else could handle, and today was just another example of that.

When Hannibal opened the door, Will scoffed. "You're not even dressed."

"What's going on?" asked Hannibal, yawning, he looked down at himself, he was only wearing his underwear. "Rough night I guess."

"Well, get your clothes on, we've got to go immediately." Huffed Will.

Hannibal smirked and closed the door, a few minutes later he immerged fully dressed and ready to go.

"What's going on, then?" he asked Will as they walked quickly through the town.

"Here's the telegram, you can try and figure it out." Said Will, handing him the crumpled piece of paper.

Hannibal turned it over and muttered it out loud. "Horrible crime…unclear source…come quickly…the corner of Harris Street. Well that's right near the square. It must have happened last night for no one to know who did it."

Will nodded in agreement, after a few minutes they arrived at Harris Street, where a group of officers was blockading the scene. They made room for Will and Hannibal.

The scene was gruesome, two bodies, a man and a woman, were mutilated, several limbs of each body were hanging off or gone. Blood stained the cobblestones and there was a putrid smell rising from the scene.

Hannibal looked towards Will, "Think you can use your prowess to figure out what happened here?"

"I guess we'll find out." Breathed Will, he then told the remaining officers to leave the scene.

Hannibal stepped back onto the pavement to allow Will to do his thing. Will closed his eyes, preparing to open them to the time of the attack.

By looking at the bodies, Will could tell the bodies had been savagely attacked with some sort of weapon. At first he imagined butcher knives, but upon further inspection he had noticed a strange detail – it looked like there were fangs sunken into the flesh. The limbs and skin had been ripped up so hurriedly that it looked like claws had torn it apart.

Will found himself struggling to enter the mind of this killer.

He opened his eyes and turned to Hannibal. "I can't place it."

"What?" said Hannibal, "You never usually have trouble."

Will shook his head, "This is different, this was done by some sort of animal."

"Are you sure?" asked Hannibal, stepping back onto the street to look closer at the bodies. Will bent down to look with him.

"Yes, look at these mutilations, like claws and fangs, and there's flesh that's been eaten, you can tell, here and here." Explained Will, pointing to several parts of the bodies.

"So the killer could be a wolf? Maybe a bear?"

"Possibly. I don't see how a human could have done this. Let's get the officers back here, tell them to post signs warning of a possible feral animal." Will said, standing up.

"Very strange." Muttered Hannibal, he joined Will back on the sidewalk.

Once the scene had been cleaned, and the bodies removed, Will and Hannibal headed down to their office. They owned the small building; it had a first floor with a living room and a second floor that was in a balcony-style. The windows overlooked the square, and from their windows they could see the corner of Harris Street.

"Let's hope the beast was only here for one night." Said Will. "Maybe a wolf wandered into town, had his meal, then found his way back to the forest."

"I'm sure someone would have seen it and reported it by now, don't you think?" suggested Hannibal, who was looking through records of animal attacks.

"That's exactly what I thought." Sighed Will. "Well, time will tell I suppose. But for now we're assigned to whatever this ends up being. So we have to find a way to do all we can."

"Sounds good to me." Replied Hannibal, looking up at Will.

The two stayed in their office building till five o clock, then each returned home. They would just have to wait till morning to see if this was somehow the work of a human killer.