by MD
*Disclaimer* No, I do not own Lecter or Starling! How could I? I'm only a 12 year old, I didn't write Hannibal. I just read it. So don't sue me. Send any flames, deaththreats, and praises to mischievous_dragon@hotmail.com. P.S.- This is my first fanfic here! ^_^
My Auntie was Kidnapped By a Cannibal!
I was sitting on my window seat watching my friends play outside. I didn't want to go, I had just heard some terribal news from my parents. They had gotten a phone call saying that my auntie was missing in action.She had been suspended for a while and they found a gun that she had possession of at a crime scene with several people that were killed by the infamous "Hannibal the Cannibal". There was a rumor that she had been kidnapped and killed by him. My auntie's name was Clarice Starling and she was one of my favorite people. I sat there and remembered the times she used to visit us here when she had time off from her job at the FBI. It was hard to believe that I would never see her again.I started to cry when I thought of this and soon fell into a deep sleep.
A few days later, while I was in my room, my dad came in and said, "Hey baby. How would you like to go on a vacation for a while? Your mom's really depressed over what happened to her sister and I think we all need a break. So what do you say? We're thinking about renting a cabin near the Chesapeake for a while." I thought about it for a moment and answered, "Okay, whatevers." I was still a little depressed about my aunt's disappearance. "That's my little trooper, " said my dad. I rolled my eyes. I guess a vacation was a good idea. Little did I know what was waiting for me there at the Chesapeake.
We drove out to the Chesapeake and looked at the cabin that my parents rented. It was beautiful. We went inside and looked around. I was a huge-mungous cabin with two floors. I went upstairs. There were three rooms, an entertainment room, a bathroom, and a VERY big bedroom. There were two more bedrooms downstairs and also a large living room with a fireplace. I took the room upstairs. After I was unpacked, I flopped down onto the bed and started to read the newspaper article on my aunt's disappearance that my parents had found in today's National Tattler. It said that she had been working on finding the escaped "sociopath" before she had been suspended. It also claimed that she had repeatedly called a man named Mason Verger, whose farm she had disappeared at, and threatened him. I didn't believe that Aunt Clarise had done such a thing. There was also one more thing in the article that made me sick. Hannibal Lecter had brutally murdered Mason Verger by shoving an eel down his throat.
The next morning, I decided to go exploring around the place. We were way out in the country and the nearest neighbor was like a mile away. So I packed a lunch and went off to look around.
There was a lot of pretty scenery around this place. I walked for about an hour and a half when I a small wood. I decided to go in there and explore. Then I would go home. I made my way through some tangles bushed and looked around. I knew that I was somewhere near the sea. A few feet away, the ground sloped down steeply. At the bottom, I could see more trees and .... a cabin. You could hardly see the cabin because there was a dense wall of trees in front of it. "I wonder who would be staying way out here." I thought. I knew that someone was there because there was smoke coming out out the chimney. I cautiously climbed down and made my way towards the house. I don't know why I was doing it, but I just had to see who was living there.
When I got to the house, I crept around to the back. There was a garage there, just like our cabin. The garage door was open. I could see a blue car inside. When I got closer, I found that I could identify the car, It was my favorite, a Roush Mustang almost exactly like my aunt's. When I looked at the license plate, I almost fainted. It was my aunt's car.
TO BE CONTINUED...
