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Title: Unexpected Changes
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 7, Change
Author's Note: Sequel to "More Than You Realize."
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.


All of this had changed him in ways he hadn't expected.

He couldn't allow any more changes to happen. If he did, then he would lose himself.

Will had to admit that the siren song of Hannibal's evil might be seductive to some people, and maybe it even called to a deeply buried darkness within him.

But everything he was, everything he believe in, rebelled against that siren's call. He could never become what Hannibal was; he could never be a killer. Hannibal obviously wanted that; this monster wanted Will to be just like him, evil and conscienceless.

He'd never given in to that, no matter what wiles Hannibal might attempt to use on him. Just the idea of letting himself be caught up in that kind of evil turned his stomach.

Still, he had to make Hannibal believe that he was changing.

He had to convince Hannibal that he had completely turned around while he was in prison; that he'd thrown off his mantle of morality and embraced evil.

That kind of change would never happen within him; his sense of right and wrong, good and evil, was too deeply ingrained in his psyche. He could never do what Hannibal did; he could never push his morality aside and make up excuses for inexcusable crimes.

Convincing Hannibal that he had changed enough to do just that would be the hardest thing he'd ever done, but somehow, he would manage it.

Taking a deep breath, he stared at himself in the bathroom mirror; his own face stared back ad him, pale and serious, looking the same as he did every morning.

No, it wasn't exactly the same. There was something different about his eyes now, something determined and grim that had never been there before. Since the morning he'd first been taken off to jail, he had changed, in innumerable ways.

As much as he hated to admit it, Hannibal had changed him. Never again would he be able to trust in a friendship, or not be suspicious of other people's motives.

He'd become even more paranoid, and less trusting.

Maybe that was a good thing, in some ways. After all, in his line of work, it was good not to be too trusting with anyone, even with one's colleagues.

But he had to trust someone, at some point. He couldn't put his life on the line without trusting that there would be people who had his back, people like Jack who would be there when he needed them. That was how Hannibal had irrevocably changed him.

That change definitely wasn't for the better. In his own way, Hannibal had marked him, even though that change in Will wasn't the one that he'd wanted to take place.

It was a change that Will didn't like, but it was far too late to turn back now.

He hoped that any other changes wouldn't be as noticeable -- or as disturbing.