Hunted, Haunted, Hated

A/N: I actually wrote this a while ago, before I had heard of FanFiction, and after a little revising, I decided to post it. It starts off a little slow, so bear with me. I LOVE LOVE LOVE Hannibal Lecter! Heehee. I am working on another based off of Hannibal, but this is based off of Hannibal Rising. (Gaspard Ulliel makes eating flesh sexy!) Hope you like the story! :) Rated M for Violence, Language and Future Lemons! xD

Pretend all of the events in the movie happened in present time, okay? Sorry if you don't like that, it's just easier to write ;)

Chapter 1

"Melanie Autumn?"

"Here," I said quietly, deeply focused on my drawing.

"Melanie?" He asked again.

"Hey freak!" Someone shouted out.

I looked up and rolled my eyes.

"Hey now," Our First Hour Biology Teacher, Mr. Keith warned.

I put more pressure on the pencil, making the outlines of the flames on the butterfly's wings darker.

"Alright, class!" Mr. Keith clapped his hands together, making me jump. "We have a great treat today."

Oh joy. I went back to my drawing, ignoring him.

"We each will be dissecting a squirrel's heart." A couple girls "ewed" and guys laughed. "Now, we have a special guest that just recently began attending Johns Hopkins Medical School down in Baltimore and he's going to be teaching the class for the next couple of weeks. I want everyone to be on their best behavior when he gets here."

He sat at his desk and ignored the class while they began talking.

I squinted my eyes to draw tiny patterns on the black butterfly. When I was almost done I looked up to see the time and realized Mr. Keith was gone. Okay, then.

I grabbed my pen and traced the outline of my drawing before someone tapped me on the shoulder. I jumped and looked up to see Brian, his friend Cale and his girlfriend Charlotte.

"Watcha drawing?" Cale asked sarcastically.

I ground my teeth together and went back to my drawing before a hand reached out a grabbed it, making the pen run a line cross the page. "Hey!" I stood up and my idiotic class went "oooh…"

Brian looked at it and raised an eyebrow. Brian had short brown hair with blonde highlights and an earring in one ear. Gay much? Cale had short greasy dirt brown hair with a zitty face and crooked teeth, while Charlotte had long brown hair and a pretty face. What a trio.

"Give it to me."

Brian looked up. "What did ya say, bitch?" He grinned mockingly. "Nah. It's too…Freakish."

Then he took my page in two hands, and just as he was about to rip it, something snapped and I pushed him into Cale and Charlotte.

Cale glared and pushed me against my table and I kicked him between his legs. "You fucking bitch!"

He fell to the ground and Brian started towards me. He grabbed me and twisted my arm when a voice commanded, "Stop!"

We all looked up to see a beautifully pale man with black hair slicked back and piercing blue eyes wearing a black sweater, black jacket and black slacks. Brian let go of me and I sat down, rubbing my arm. "You three go sit down." He had a thick French accent. He knelt down beside Cale. "Do you need to go to the nurse?"

He shook his head and stood up slowly. A couple girls giggled as Cale slowly walked over to his seat.

Mr. Gorgeous-too-old-for-me walked over and picked up my crumpled drawing. He set it on the table and smoothed it out. He studied it and I shrunk back in my chair, wishing I could disappear.

"I like it," He said. "Very interesting." He seemed to take in the pen mark and reached into his pocket and pulled out an eraser type thing. I watched his concentrated expression as he studied the paper. In a swift movement of his long fingers, he traced the pen mark with it, turning it white, shadowed the mark and then traced the outline of my drawing with his pen. "There you are." He turned it towards me.

"Thank you," I whispered shyly.

He smiled at me and walked to the front of the room. He took his jacket off and set it on Mr. Keith's chair. He smiled at us like nothing had happened and began speaking. "I am Hannibal Lecter. I will be teaching your class for the next week or so."

I spent most of the time staring at this new teacher as the class asked him questions like, "How old are you?" "Where are you from?" "Are you married?" "Do you have kids?" "Are you single?" Blech.

"Yes, I am." He smiled.

"Well," Charlotte said. "If you are only 22,"Whoa, what? Hmm… "Maybe we could-"

I snorted and everyone turned to look at me. Avert eyes, avert eyes.

He began talking to us about hearts or something. Speaking of hearts, mine was beating awfully fast.

The bell made me jump as everyone stood up. I stood up and gathered my notebook, drawing and textbook. I waited for almost everyone to leave the room before I began to walk out. I suddenly felt two hands shove me foreword into Cale. I turned to see Charlotte, laughing. Cale grabbed my books and threw them across the room. I was faintly aware that Dr. Lecter turned his head toward us.

Flustered, I turned to pick my stuff up when an invisible foot stepped out and tripped me. The sound of laughs echoed in the hall while everyone left. I sighed.

Someday I am going to get a knife – a big knife and but every single one of them. I swear they will scream and beg for-

Hello…?

A hand appeared in front of me, my black pen in it. I reluctantly grabbed it. "Uh…thank you."

"You're welcome." A thick French accent replied. I looked up to see Dr. Lecter's curious blue eyes. He smiled, but there was something off about his smile…like something was missing. He held out his hand and I took it, standing up. "Now tell me," He grinned. "How did you take notes when you didn't have your pen?"

"Um…I…" Crap.

He chuckled. "You better be heading out, Melanie."

"K." I walked out.

So… Dr. Hannibal GORGEOUS Lecter noticed I was staring at him the while class period. Craaaaaaappppp…
As I was walking home, I felt someone with me. I turned around, no one was there.
As I started walking again, a car horn made me jump out of my skin.
The car pulled up to the sidewalk, but instead of the chief, I saw Dr. Lecter!
"Hello Melanie. You know, you shouldn't be out in this cold. Would you like a ride?"
For some reason, the thought of having someone offer give me a ride home in a week made me feel guilty and embarrassed. Did I really look that weak?
"No Thank you Dr. Lecter."
"Are you sure?" He smiled, but his eyes were filled with concern.
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Alright. See you tomorrow."
"Bye bye."
And he drove off.
I started walking again, and I felt another person behind me. I looked, thinking I was being paranoid when someone grabbed me, and another person put their hand over my mouth. I started kicking and trying to scream, but I was too weak to fight them off…

Brian, Cale, and Charlotte.

I was still trying to break free as they carried me to what looked like an old cemetery. I kicked Cale in the face with my boot and he dropped my legs and yelled in pain and anger.
"You should save your energy." Brian said in my ear. They all laughed. There was a patch of grass that seemed to be inhabited by homeless people, unlike the rest of the cemetery.
Brian and Charlotte grabbed my arms and drug me there where they dropped me. Cale was still in pain.
"Alright bitch," Brian said, holding up a knife. "You run or scream, you get cut got it?" They all laughed and smiled.
I nodded. What else was I supposed to do?
Without warning, they started tearing my clothes off me and laughing. Then Cale put a blindfold on me as I tried to turn my head, Brian put a slash in my chest. I yelped in pain. They laughed and laughed.
I heard Cale and Charlotte hooting in laughter then I heard a small package being ripped open.
"You know Brian," Charlotte said. "You don't need one of those considering she's so skanky!"
"Nope," Cale said. I held back a scream when I felt his finger in me. "She's still a virgin!" The rest of them laughed at me.
"There's a shocker, Freak!"
Suddenly, before I thought about them cutting me, I screamed.
I suddenly heard a voice in the distance! "Hey!"
Then I heard Cale mumble curses under his breath, and then I heard footsteps running away from me. I was past crying, I was heaving.
Someone ran up to me and mumbled profanities. When he/she slid the blindfold off my head, I saw his piercing blue eyes filled with anguish.
"Are you alright?" He said breathlessly.
I tried to talk, but instead, I threw up. (Charming huh?) But I didn't care. He pulled my black hair back and when I was done, he put his coat over me and went over and picked up my clothes.
I was shaking too much to thank him. I put on my shirt, which had a hole in it and pulled my jeans and underwear on. I tried to stand, but nearly fell over. Dr. Lecter caught me.
Without hesitation, I threw my arms around him and cried some more.
"Come on; let's go get you cleaned up."
He took me to his hotel and helped me to the shower.
"Just knock when you're done or need help with anything. I'll put your clothes in the washer."
"Thank you-" My voice cracked and sounded weak. Probably from the screaming.
He walked out and shut the door. I just stood there in the shower and breathed.
After I walked out of the shower and pulled a towel over me, I knocked on the door.
Dr. Lecter slowly opened it. "Are you okay?"
"Yes. I-um." I opened the door.
"You clothes aren't quite finished yet, but I have something you can wear if that's alright. I called your mom."
My heart went through my chest. "What?"
"I didn't know if you wanted me to tell her, so I said we were studying up to get your grades better. She said it was okay. I asked if we could go somewhere to eat and she said it was fine." He smiled.
He held out a pair of shorts that looked almost like boxers and a t-shirt. He pulled the door closed and I put the clothes on.

That's a little weird. Most adults would be all like, "WE HAVE TO TELL!" What's up with him?
I sighed. The clothes smelled pretty good, actually. I walked out and he was leaning on the wall beside the bathroom.
"Where do-" He took the towel and put it in a hamper. "Dr. Lecter-"
"Hannibal."
"Uh…k…Why did you help me?"
He raised his eyebrows as if I told him I was from Pluto. "Why wouldn't I?"
I shrugged. "Not a lot of people I know would."
"Would your best friend?"
"No, she'd go get the cops." If I had one.
He sighed. "You can go sit down on the couch. I'll make us some dinner." He smiled.
"Okay." I walked down the endless hallway to an area with a large couch and fireplace that was lit. I really wasn't all that hungry; in fact I was a little dizzy.
I just sat there when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped.
"Sorry." He said smiling. "Didn't mean to frighten you."
"It's okay."
He sat next to me. "Here." He handed me a glass of water.
I took a drink. I couldn't believe how thirsty I was. He took the empty glass and walked back into the kitchen, wherever that was. This was a pretty fancy hotel. He must be loooaaaddeeddd….
A few minutes later, he sat beside me. I threw my arms around him again for some reason.

He sighed, then pulled away.
"It's time to eat."

A/N: I hope you like it so far. I promise it will get better! Thanks for reading! :)