Hannibal: A Heart That Bleeds Gold

The Return Of The Stag

A whisper.... at first very soft and gentle but then it grew into something louder. Something Will hasn't heard in a long time..... the screams

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Blood soaked the floors of the little cottage house. Wills mother laid there half gasping for air and half choking on her own blood.  Wills father laid there unresponsive, most likely dead from the huge wound on his head. The pool of blood going all around the floor as the priest knights stood over there bodies.

Will remembered thinking one thing

why did he see something so evil around these priest knights?

" you're coming with us "

No..... no Will didn't wanna go with no one. He wanted to stay right here. He wanted to stay in his little cottage home with his mother and father. He was a child....he was a child not more then 10! So why was this happening!? Was the gods damning him!? " who are you?" Will backed away slowly " my mother....my father.... their dead" his voice broke " why? "

" because of what you are "

It was as if the whole world has split open and Will for the very first time ever saw the stag. It had beautiful white fur and its eyes a red color " because of how special you are boy.... you are the reason they are dead. If you wish to make up for your parents deaths then you will listen to me and come "

The stag changed from an animal to slowly a human. Will blinks his eyes fast wondering if he was seeing things. This man was human the whole time so why did he see an animal before? " what am i?" Will whispers and looked up at no other then the priest himself. The priest that was like a bridge between the reds and the golds

" a curse "

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Will gasped and sits up fast on the cot. He grabbed at his chest taking deep breaths as he looked around. His body was soaked in sweat and his hair damp as well. His wild blue eyes looked around trying to understand what had just happened

" Will? " a voice calls from the side of the room and Will looks over fast seeing Hannibal

" are you ok? Did you have a nightmare?"

A nightmare? So that was a dream? That's right.... it was... after so many years why would Will dream of his childhood? After so long....why did that damn white stag appear to him? The priest was long gone. After the priest was gone his never seen the stag again so why did he dream of his past? Of the priest? Of that damn stag

" no, it was just hot that's all " Will gets up slowly from the bed still trying to calm down " sorry I shouldn't have slept in your bed "

" hot? It's rather cold outside I think" Hannibal was dressed not in his suit but an actual military uniform. The uniform was a black color and nicely ironed. There was a few medals on the left side of Hannibals chest and on the right was a few stars " I told you that you could sleep in here, no need to apologize at all to me " Hannibal gets up walking towards Will " I'll be gone for most of the day "

" cold? It feels hot to me and gone most of the day? That's fine I'm sure you're a busy man" Will glanced at the uniform slowly. He wouldn't deny that Hannibal looked good.....maybe a little to good though he also couldn't help but notice the smell of blood on Hannibal. It was very very very faint but yet Will smelled it enough. After working for the Royal FBI for so long he knew the smell of blood even the faintest of it " I'll be staying here then"

" unfortunately so, you will have to stay here but I know you'll be safe " Hannibal pats Wills shoulder feeling the soaked shirt under his hand. If it was anyone else he would be grossed out but since it was his Wills he didn't mind at all " you do have work to do, that body I want you to look at it one more time before we do away with it. I would love to stay and see how you work but I can't. The military does call and as the commander I have a duty to answer. You'll be ok without me yes? "