Blade Trinity: Terror

Chapter 1

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Summary: Almost one month after Blade Killed Drake and all the vampires in the city died, Abby, Hannibal, and Zoey remain at the Hideout. With everything going back to normal, life is good right? Wrong. There is something wrong with Hannibal and Zoey's the key.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Blade, Blade II, or Blade Trinity. Nor do I own any of the comics or characters.

This is my first fic that isn't stargate atlantis. I figured id broaden my horizons and branch off into another subject. I havent read any of the blade comics and I didn't pay attention to all the details in the first two movies. I did however pay attention to the details in the third movie, Blade Trinity. In this story, it takes place after Blade's fight with Drake and all the vampires in the area dying. It focuses on Abigail Whistler and Hannibal King. It has to do with how they cope with normalcy after killing the vampires and it also deals with Zoe. The characters may be out of character some but that's for a reason and sorry if I spelled Zoey wrong. Well, here it goes. I really hope that people like it. Please read and review.

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It was hard to get past what had happened. Even though it had been almost a month and the both of them had a child they had to take care of, they both still had a hard time. Abigail didn't have such a hard time. When she had come back to the hideout and found everyone dead, that was when she mourned her friends and then she got revenge by going to them and not only helping kill them all, but to also save one of her closest friends….Hannibal, and to get Zoey. Zoey was only a little girl and to have to hear her mother get killed and to be taken hostage by the vampires, it was a nightmare. A little girl that age should have never had to witness them things.

Zoey wasn't the one she was worried about though. Little kids were always quick to share their feelings with others. When they needed to cry, they'd cry. When they needed to scream, they'd scream. But adults….well, some of them would lock everything up inside them and bottle up anger of immeasurable proportions. In the past few weeks, Abigail had watched the way King acted. She knew that he was upset about what happened but he was one of those types of people that would just makes jokes about things and be sarcastic in order to cope. It wasn't really a healthy thing to do but he did it anyway. Why did he have to be like….

"Abby." A small voice snapped her out of her long train of thought. It was Zoey. She didn't quite understand why Zoey was coming to her now. She was just playing with her toys.

Abigail looked down at Zoey and immediately noticed a worried look on the little girl's face. "What is it Zoey?" She asked in a soft, compassionate tone, careful not to make her any more upset.

"Something is wrong with Hannibal." She said in a worried tone. Abigail gave her a strange look and looked in the direction of the room that Hannibal was in. "He's acting weird." She added just before looking the same direction as Abigail.

"What's he doing?" Abigail asked wanting to know how he was acting weird.

Apparently, Zoey didn't really know what she meant. "He's target practicing." She said as she looked up at Abigail again with the same worried look on her face.

"I'm sure he's fine Zoey." Abigail said in a reassuring tone. "I'll ask him about it later. don't worry about it. Now go play." She said as she scooted her off in the opposite direction.

What did she mean by that? How was he acting weird? To her, he seemed like his normal self….always cracking jokes at stupid stuff and being sarcastic whenever he got the chance. That was the Hannibal King she knew. That was the Hannibal King she trusted with her life and the life of Zoey. He was a strong individual but he didn't cope with things well….especially really emotional things. And the death of all of their friends….especially Zoey's mother, Summerfield.

She put down her book that she hadn't actually got any reading done in and set off in Hannibal's direction.

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Nothing was going as well as Hannibal thought it would. He knew that Drake had entered the hideout that night and he knew that there was a strong possibility that he killed everyone but he had this belief that maybe he might show a little mercy. Even though earlier that day, he had thought nothing of stabbing him and then running off with Blade hot on his trail.

The whole memory of that day just pissed him off. Why the fuck cant I just snap out of it. He thought to himself as he loaded another clip into his nine millimeter glock. It wasn't the normal weapon that he would use to shoot a vampire….it was simply something to target practice with.

Hannibal continuously shot at the target as the events of that night ran through his head over and over. The stuff that Danica said to him made his skin crawl. How she was going to bite him again and them watch him as his thirst built to an unbearable level…how she was going to bring Zoey in and watch him feed on her and take her life. The look of horror in the little girl's eyes haunted him more then he would dare admit to anyone. Especially Abby.

"Fuckin' bitch." He said as Danica's words ran through his head again.

"Hey….that's not nice." Abigail said from right beside him making him jump a little. When did she walk in? Was he so preoccupied that he wouldn't hear someone walking into the room.

"Jesus Christ." Hannibal said as he lowered his gun and looked at her.

"So what are you doing in here anyway?" Abigail asked having a feeling that she would get some smart ass answer from him.

Hannibal glanced at the target, at his gun and then back at her. "I'm baking a cake." He said in a sarcastic tone.

"King…."

"What?…..I thought maybe the gun in my hand and the target over there gave it away." He said in the same tone. She knew he would have this kind of reaction to what she had asked him. What she really meant to ask him is why. There were no more vampires in the area and it was time for them to get some much needed, much deserved rest and relaxation. Abigail felt great. She was sleeping at least eight hours a night and she always woke up refreshed. Hannibal on the other hand, looked like he hadn't slept at all since they came back to the hideout. He was always tired and was starting to get dark patches under his eyes. Normally he was the one making light of a situation and being the one who was always relaxed. What was keeping him from sleeping? She couldn't help but wonder.

"Never mind." Abigail said as she turned around and walked toward the door. She thought maybe Hannibal would get the picture and get her to come back but instead, he just started shooting off rounds at the target. Abigail took one last glance at him before she walked out the door. Zoey was right though. There was something going on but it was highly unlikely that she was actually going to get him to talk about it.

Hannibal stopped shooting for a second so he could think about what just happened. That was weird. Why would Abigail just come in like that and ask him a stupid question. He took a deep breath and glanced at the door. He wanted to tell her what was going on but didn't have the slightest idea how to. She had always seen him as a strong individual but there were so many sides of him that she still had not seen.

Hannibal shrugged off the sudden feeling of invulnerability and popped the clip out of his nine millimeter to check how many rounds he had left. Three rounds left….one in the chamber. He thought to himself as he put the clip back in. He was just getting ready to start firing off the remaining rounds in the gun when he was interrupted yet again.

A small tap on his leg made him put his gun away and glance in the direction of the tap. At first thought as to who it was was Abby but when he glanced in her direction, he was greeted by a little girl.

Hannibal's heart went into overtime and backed himself up against the wall. "Zoey…..what do you want?" He asked still in shock.

"Can you read me a bedtime story?" She asked with a sad look in her eyes. The way he reacted to her made her sad. She didn't understand why he was acting so strange. It was almost as if he was afraid of her or something. He had read them to her before and she liked how he would make special voices for different characters. He always made the stories so much more interesting then anyone else because he was so enthusiastic about it.

"Wa…what?" He said knowing exactly what she had asked him but almost not believing it.

"Can you read me a bedtime story?" She repeated in the same tone as before.

"No…not right now." He said and inched his way toward the door. The look on her face…..he couldn't forget the look on her face almost a month ago when Danica was talking to him about how she was going to watch him feed on her. "Maybe tomorrow night." He said as he walked out of the room, anxious to get away from Zoey.

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The rest of that evening went slow. After Abigail read Zoey a fairly boring bedtime story without any neat little voices, she decided to take a quick shower and sit down to relax some. When she got into the living room, Hannibal was staring at the television screen with a blank expression on his face.

"Hey." She said just before she sat down. He didn't answer or glance at her or anything. "King…..are you okay?"

Hannibal looked over at her finally. "What?" he asked as if he hadn't even heard her.

"You okay?" She asked again knowing damn right well that he would deny it anyway.

"Fine….why?" he asked with a strait forward answer. That wasn't like him at all.

"Just curious." Abigail said watching to see how Hannibal would react. He didn't react at all. He just went to blankly staring at the television. What was it that was bothering him that he was so quick to hide? She knew that he was like closed book and that he wouldn't tell anyone else because he didn't like to be vulnerable and have times when he was weak but she also knew that the longer he kept I to himself, the more it would eat away at him.

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Well, there it is. The first chapter. Hope people like it and actually read it. Even though blade trinity came out a few years ago. I just fell in love with the characters and had to write something.

To be continued…