Them (multi-fandom)

Prepare To Hunt

There was a nock at the door. "Enter." Olivia squeaked out. Entering was Hannibal himself. She wasn't expecting him since she hadn't seen him since the abduction. She was sitting cross-legged on her neat bed, sketching some cats to pass the time. He walked over to her and inspected her drawing. "You have quite a talent for drawing." "Thanks." was all she said in return. There was a long awkward pause I silence, but neither really seemed to care. "I would like for you to come with me tonight." "Where would we be goin?" He smirked slightly at this. "You are going to help me." She got it now. He wanted her to help him with one of his odd murder thingies. She didn't want to do this, but they would force her anyway she knew it. She just nodded her head slightly after a minute of silence and thought. He smiled to her and let himself out, probably to go get ready or something. Once the door clicked, signaling a close, she put her notebook to the side and lay her head down, straightening out her legs. She missed Loki, she missed her best friend, she missed her old life, she wanted to leave, she didn't want to kill some innocent civilian! There was a nock at the door as a demon handed her a new change of clothes, fit for what would soon happen next. He left her to change as she looked over the new style. 'They've got to be kidding.'