Okay, this is the sequel to 'Hannah Starling' and 'Mischa Lecter'. And yes, it's suppose to be confusing and not make sense. All will be explained in the next chapter. Enjoy!

As I Am

Chapter 1: Cold and Uncertain Inside

Mischa climbed out of the cab, the driver helped her get her bags and she stood at the edge of the driveway. She knew it would be a long drive way. She absently paid the driver and stared down it some more. She found her feet and convinced them to move forward. They guided her down the driveway. She walked into the front yard. Her hat that had been her fathers rested on her head, shielding her from the eyes of the cameras she knew were there. She looked down and approached the large French doors. She knocked once and waited. She heard motion and smelled the mixture of perfume and cologne and she knocked again.

The door open, her vision blurred and she collapsed.

Her eyes opened to see an elegant French painting over an elegant fireplace, she blinked a few times and tried to sit up.

But something held her down.

She looked over to see her mother stroking her hair, sitting on, surprisingly, the other side of a bed. Mischa blinked a few more times, "Mother?" she asked softly.

"That's right."

Mischa's hand shot up and the grip of another held it in place. Her head snapped to the side, "Masumi?"

Masumi let go, looking apologetic.

"Easy girl. Easy." Her mother coaxed again.

Mischa settled back down, "This isn't real." She muttered her hands going to her head, "This-This isn't real!" She started screaming and the door burst open.

"The side effect I warned you about." Explained the cool voice, "Do something to calm her. Get her to relax or else I'll have to sedate her."

Clarice grabbed Mischa's hand, she knew that she wouldn't believe they were real.

"Shh... Shh. Baby." She remember something from a long time ago, from Hannah's childhood.

It was one of Hannah's favorite songs, she hoped Mischa like it to.

"Laying alone with the history that made you Cold and Uncertain inside

Careful now, deep breath." She sang and Mischa seemed to listen, Mischa's screaming had subsided, her breathing was frantic, and her eyes wide.

"The water's still rising but your silver lining in sight

When you feel like your breaking down

And your, your body's just giving in

And you, you can't go on broken like this

Any longer.

Close your eyes

Don't you cry

Let the sorrow within you subside

Don't despair

Have no fear

Give your weight to me

When you hear

This lullaby."

Mischa slowly relaxed, tears continued to fall down her face as she stared at the man who had spoken earlier. She then looked to Masumi and her mother. She hadn't felt the needle slip into her arm, she realized what had happened when the darkness crept from the corners of her eyes and forced her into sleep.