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Title: Life in A Cage
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 27, Animal
Author's Note: Sequel to "House of Cards."
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Hannibal Lecter or Will Graham, unfortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.

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Hannibal was an animal that had to be stopped.

He had to keep telling himself that over and over again. He had to keep looking at Hannibal as being an utterly soulless, heartless non-human.

That was the only way he would be able to keep from thinking about the times when he and Hannibal had been friends. Or at least seemed to be friends, he told himself sharply. Hannibal had never been his friend. Not really. There hadn't been true understanding between them.

Hannibal had only been manipulating him for his own ends, using him as a kind of experiment to see whether he would bend or break. Nothing more.

There had been no real friendship. Not ever.

That was why it had hurt so much to realize that Hannibal had been the one to frame him, the one who had made his life a living hell.

He'd thought for a while that he would never be able to find his way out of that waking nightmare, but he had. And now, he was going to free himself from Hannibal's influence once and for all -- by making Hannibal believe that he was still under that influence.

In reality, he would be working to bring about Hannibal's ultimate downfall.

It was a sweet kind of irony, to know that he would trap Hannibal by playing to the man's own delusions of grandeur, his own need for an acolyte.

Hannibal would be captured, caught, trapped with nowhere to turn, nowhere to run. Will smiled grimly at the idea. The bastard would be hoist by his own petard.

No one deserved to tumble from their high perch more richly than such a deceiver.

He would think that he was gaining a disciple, someone who he could mesmerize into doing as he wished, but what he would really be gaining was his own destruction, the loss of his freedom and reputation. Which would be a wonderful revenge for Will.

That animal deserved every bit of the disgust that would be leveled at him when people found out just what he was, Will told himself. He deserved nothing but scorn.

He deserved to spend the rest of his life in a cage.

After all, that was where a feral animal belonged, wasn't it? And that was exactly what Hannibal was. An animal who was good for nothing but killing.

Had he ever really helped anyone during his career as a so-called psychiatrist? Will didn't think so. All that he had done was screw people's heads up even more than they already were -- and convince some people to kill for him, and cover up his own crimes.

Well, no more of that. Hannibal would be caught, and he would pay for those crimes. The day that he was put behind bars would be a good day for the world.

And Will himself would be able to rest a great deal easier.

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