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archivalfluid · 2 years

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hannibal lecter : verse : unholy by blood, unholy by virture

Born during the Grand Duchy of Lithuania’s rule, Hannibal Lecter was the son of of nobility and was given high standards for how he was supposed to act and behave. Lucky for the Count and Countess, their son was a prodigy, a dutiful older brother, and, according to most that met him, had the talent and wit to succeed where others could not. Although the Count was mid-range as far as noblemen went, his son was so far advanced in learning that he managed to catch the attention of Grand Dutchess Birutė.

The Grand Dutchess chose Hannibal to be a companion for her son Vytautas. Lucky for Hannibal, he received an even greater education than what his parents ever could have provided. However, on holiday with his parents and sister, disaster struck -

The Count and Countess murdered before his eyes. Hannibal and Mischa held captive by a group of assassins that wanted to reap the rewards of holding the prodigy hostage. His ties to the Grand Duke’s son were valuable, but the monsters themselves chose their hideout poorly. When the weather turned sour and trapped them for a time, they ended up staving off starvation by devouring Hannibal’s sister.

Although Hannibal was eventually rescued, he was forever changed, as was his appetite.

Being exposed to such severe trauma turned him toward the unholy, the terrifying. Hannibal Lecter refused to lose control again. Thus, his studies in the occult began. Vytautas tried to support his friend as best he could, but understood that something had changed within the boy he knew. There was a deep hunger in his eyes that Vytautas found both invigorating and terrifying - Yes, even Vytautas knew that Hannibal, someday, would be a force to be reckoned with.

Hannibal was taken in by the Grand Duke and Duchess and aided Vytautas during civil war, but ultimately Hannibal wanted to be more than just an aid to his old friend. Eventually, his cannibalistic tendencies made it harder to stay in one place, especially since he enjoyed studying the supernatural - so Hannibal remained transient for a time, enjoying the freedom that a bit of noble lineage and coin allowed him to see many beautiful, wonderful things -

Approaching middle age, however, everything changed. A man who he sought to target for his own meal ended up turning the tables and forcibly changing him into something truly terrifying - a vampire. A powerful one at that. He used the change to his advantage, however, and in the end still lives to this day in luxury. Although the title Count is not so relevant in the modern era, his expertise in the supernatural and divine means his is a valuable resource, if not an expensive one.

For a time, Hannibal Lecter did practice medicine, but supernatural laws shifted to not allow beings like vampires in fields where they would be exposed to blood - thus, his job title varies, oftentimes a professor of the supernatural or aiding in cases that involve supernatural entities. Although he has worked for Jack Crawford sparingly, he still met and was bewitched by one Will Graham, though the vampire Hannibal Lecter is much more guarded than one might expect - when Will Graham refused to go with him back to Europe, Hannibal packed his bags and went home, though he is not sure if he made the right choice this time. What’s the use of immorality if one lives misunderstood and alone?

#[ verse : unholy by blood unholy by virtue ]#[ character : hannibal lecter ]

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the-girl-who-didnt-make-anysense · 5 years

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Save the last dance for me

The castle has never been brighter. It’s their first official Christmas back at home. Hannibal decided that it was useless to keep letting people whisper about them, he rather prefers to throw a party to properly introduce them into society. To make this their permanent home, the past months have been full of plannings and arrangements, now that everything is finally fall into place he wants to give Bedelia the fairytale evening she deserves. He’s so proud to have Bedelia by his side, everyone is charmed by her almost as much as he is, still, when chatters get louder and liquor gets the humor more cheerful, Hannibal is not surprised to find her alone in the garden. He knows she still needs her moments alone. She got used to a lifestyle of hiding and runs, secrets and lies, now change is in the air. She’s afraid someone could get lost in the process. But he isn’t.

“I heard there’s a beautiful princess on the run, did you happen to meet her?” “I don’t know. Tell me about her” “I heard her mind is a rare beauty, her spirit can frighten a demon.The prince is quite fond of he” “She must be special” “She is.” “What does the prince plan to do?” “Gathering all the best men and go looking for her” “I heard that might be a storm coming” “He’s not afraid about the storm. There’s something else that concerns me” “What?” “Do you think she could still love the prince after the storm ends?” “More than she can tell” “Can I have this dance?”

#Hannibal #Bedelia Du Maurier #hannidelia #hannibal au #bedannibal #Hannibal Lecter #count and countess Lecter #little story #christmas #edit #hannibal christmas

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multifandomfix · 2 years

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notdrhanniballecter · 3 years

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Hanni fact #199.

Peeps are evil.

This morning my husband, Count Will Graham-Lecter, put a green peep in his coffee. He claimed it was an acceptable substitute for sugar and creamer.

My wife, Countess Clarice Starling, neglected to inform him the green peep was "sour apple".

I, Count Dr. Hannibal Graham-Lecter VIII, have decided to stay out of the kitchen until their fight is done. I will then provide stitches to the loser.

Ergo, peeps of all colors are evil.

#hanni facts #hannibal speaks #peep season is almost over #hannibal lecter #will graham #clarice starling #<chances are very good she will NOT need stitches today #clannigram crack

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wanderingwinstonz · 3 years

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The Morning Mom Smelled Different (a Clannigram fic)

TW: Light mentions of sexual activity and pregnancy

A big, big thank you to Papa Will @greyhoundgraham for beta’ing this for me

I have a pretty good sense of smell, it’s no surprise. Whatever type of mutt I am, they have some good noses. I’m sure being the pup of the Counts and Countess Graham-Lecter and Starling doesn’t hurt either. My nose is what told me to not eat what the human they called Mason was feeding us after all, because it was not good quality snacks like the ones Papa-H made when he took care of us. This is why it’s no surprise that I was able to smell it that morning.

We had been settled in our new home for a while. The pack continuously grew, and we finally got our Mama to join Papa W and Papa H. Our family was very happy now, it felt like we were finally with who we were meant to be with. It was late in the morning when the discovery was made. The pack had already been fed and taken out for our morning walk, so now we were laying in the sun in the living room. Our Papa’s were in the conjoined dining room eating their breakfasts, laughing quietly about some marvelously intimate secret between them. It was wonderful to see the two of them together. Almost as wonderful as. . .

We all heard the pattering of feet on the floor, and looked up from our lounging spots to see that Mama finally came downstairs after sleeping in late. She seemed a bit more tussled than usual, softly walking in wearing one of Papa-H’s sleep shirts and some of Papa-W’s sleeping boxers. I could see that the pack noticed something was different with how we all perked up, but we couldn’t figure out exactly what in the beginning. We just knew something was, and then it hit me. Mama always smells like fresh rain and honey to me, it’s calming in a completely different way, but there were new smells on her now: pine, cinnamon, and orange. I got up and trotted over to where she took her seat at the table and put my head in her lap.

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“Hey, have you two taken care of the pack yet this morning?” Clarice asks, looking up from the brindle-coat head dominating her lap at her husbands sitting across from her. Will and Hannibal both stop their chatter to look at her with identical quizzical faces. “Yeah I took them for a walk while Hannibal made us all breakfast, why?” Will asks, letting go of Hannibal’s hand to raise himself and look over the table edge. Seeing Winston looking up at Clarice with wide, wet eyes, he chuckles and sits back down. “Winston’s just a hungry dog you know that,” Will smiles and snaps his fingers, attempting to summon Winston to his side. It doesn’t work.

Confused, Will leans up again to see Winston moving closer until their snout was pressed into Clarice’s abdomen. “Winston, that’s not how you beg. Stop.” Will chided at the pup. “I’m sorry, that’s not how you beg? My Dear Will, are you teaching our children manipulation tactics?” Hannibal asks, half in jest and half in sincerity. He gets nothing but an innocent smile and a kiss on the cheek as a response. Equally as curious as his beloveds, Hannibal lifts himself up to gaze at Winston. The two lock eyes for a moment, and Winston gives the first hint by licking Clarice’s abdomen where the dog’s snout rested. Hannibal takes a deep inhale, nose now free to take in the scents of the room instead of the aroma from the coffee.

Hannibal pauses, noticing where Winston’s nose is pressed for a moment longer to be sure. Winston licks again, almost in affirmation of Hannibal’s conclusion. “Clarice, my Beloved Lamb” he starts, and Clarice turns to look at him with a raised eyebrow, “do you recall the last time you menstruated?” Will spits the mouthful of coffee he had just taken back into the cup, choking on both the drink and his contained laughter. Clarice, taken back by not only the blunt question but also her inability to promptly answer, looks back at Hannibal with wide and uncertain eyes. “I. . .”

“Mano mylimas avinėlis, I believe you’re pregnant”

“. . . I’m sorry, what?”

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Bonus follow-up: Clarice had two eggs fall at the same time (superfecundation) during a peak fertile period, which coincided during a particularly passionate week where Will and Hannibal flipped with her. One is biologically Will’s and the other is biologically Hannibal’s, but both are the children of the Counts and Countess Graham-Lecter and Starling. Winston got a cake to congratulate them for being a good puppy, which they shared with the pack because Winston is a very good puppy. When they saw the ultrasound and found out what happened Will’s only response was a baffled smile while Hannibal, acting unsurprised, responded with “Naturally you are this special, my Beloved, to provide us with this. Thank you Lamb” and he kissed her softly on the forehead. To which Clarice promptly grabbed both men by the collars and kissed them fiercely. Clarice was already Mama, but now The Mama Lamb has arrived.

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hannibal-abo · 3 years

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nightcup

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3i4tKLb

by NotPersephone

The arm around her back tightens its hold while Hannibal pulls her closer, pressing his lips against hers, wanting to prevent her from further questioning his sobriety. She was not planning on doing so but she does not oppose the distraction, leaning into the kiss.

Words: 4481, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 50 of Count and Countess Lecter

Fandoms: Hannibal (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bedelia Du Maurier, Hannibal Lecter

Relationships: Bedelia Du Maurier/Hannibal Lecter

Additional Tags: Drunk Sex, happy marrieds, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

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#ao3feed #fanfic #Hannibal #Hannibal TV #alpha/beta/omega dynamics #adhere to author tags

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writinghannibal · 3 years

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Simonetta Sforza-Lecter is awoken in the middle of the night.

Tiesa’s hands were shaking when she opened the door that led from the lawns into the kitchen. It was an often ignored door, one that made it easier for the staff to dispose of food scraps or seek out the little ornamented herb garden that grew off the kitchen. The cook locked it every evening before she left, as it was the duty of the staff to secure the areas of the castle that they worked in. The Count would check the doors, when he was at home… and Tiesa sometimes wondered if it was because he was determined to keep them in more than he had any desire to keep anyone out of his home.

She often felt trapped within the walls of the castle. Tiesa was one of the only staff that actually lived with the family -- gone were the days of the castle being fully staffed and supporting all of those who attended to it with a home and food. They didn’t call them servants anymore, but Tiesa knew that was what she was. Easily forgotten, save when she had done something wrong.

The only other staff member that lived with the family was Moze, the groundskeeper. He lived in the little hunting lodge when the weather warmed and it was habitable. But now, in the deep of winter, he was away from the property -- visiting family. That was why this had to happen now. They couldn’t afford any other witnesses to the crime, even if it was Just.

Tiesa had been hired as a nanny for the Lecter children. It was not her duty to tutor them, there were others that the Count hired specifically for that, but rather to mind them at all hours of the day. The Countess was… indisposed, for lack of a better word for it. The Count himself seemed oblivious to her madness, but he was more often than not away or taken with his own work in his study. He did not witness her spinning in the yard with abandon like a child. He did not witness her playing the same note ceaselessly on the harpsichord until her eldest child gently pulled her away. He did not see how she would stand in the window of the yellow room for hours and just stare…

Most importantly, he did not hear her whispers in the dark, the way that she intoned spells and curses in a language no human spoke. It was the language of snakes, of something dark and older than the foundations of the nearby church.

Tiesa had gone to her brother with her concerns of witchcraft and the Devil, after she had come upon the Countess reading cards with the children in one of the parlors. They had all stared at her with those eerie blood-colored eyes until she had backed out of the room. She thought she saw a serpent curled in the lap of the eldest child like a warm and purring cat. The children had struck her as odd upon her first meeting them. If it was not the strange wine color of their eyes, it was their elfin features and how they seemed not to need words to communicate with one another. They flitted through the house and across the grounds like ghosts and it was her task to try and mind them. At times, they seemed half-feral, the smaller one biting and scratching when Tiesa would try to pick her up. Then the elder would interfere…

She turned her face away as a group of men filed through the open door, stinking of alcohol and their own bodies. This… was not what she had expected. These were not men from the church come to exorcise the Devil from this house. She didn’t recognize them, didn’t know their faces. One of them grabbed the door from her hand and closed it. She immediately recoiled from him, “Where is Filip?”

The men around her laughed quietly, and the one closest to her shook his head, “Warm at home, I’m sure, dreaming the dreams of a man who has paid his debts. Give me your key ring.”

The nanny’s face went red. Of course. Of course, her brother had listened to her concerns of sanctity and the devil and had promised to help… so that he could serve his own interests. She should have known better. She should have known he would see an opportunity to gain access to the castle as an opportunity to do away with his gambling debts once and for all. The dirty little bastard…

“The keys, lamb.”

She reached for the keys in her pocket and handed them over, listening to them jingling against each other. He snatched them away and thumbed through them before turning to look at her again, his eyes dark.

Simonetta Sforza-Lecter had always had trouble sleeping. To help her with this, her husband had taken to mixing her a drink in the evenings that contained a sedative. It soothed her enough that she was able to fall asleep, curled on her side with a pillow tucked beneath her head and her blonde hair spread out over the pillows. There were times that he doubted the marriage. Simonetta was not the bright-eyed and clever young woman that he had married. Something had broken within her, when she had miscarried their first child. It only continued to break with the delicate health of their eldest and the subsequent pregnancies that they never spoke of. The birth of their youngest had been the final fracture. He indulged his wife as much as he could, bringing her gifts when he traveled or having extravagant presents sent to her in his absence.

In her lucid moments, she exemplified elegance and was a perfect match for him. She could entertain company with her wit, her music and her art. She could hold his interest with conversation and enchant him with her laughter.

It was the moments in-between that lucidity that brought the doubt. With this most recent downward spiral, he had hired a nanny to help with looking after the children in the hopes it would allow Simonetta more time to focus on her recovery. It just seemed to make things worse. His wife had become paranoid, convinced that the woman watching their children was watching her far more closely. The Count had given Simonetta a stronger dose of her sedative in response to her waking from nightmares of a fire and death for a week straight.

He rolled over on his side and reached out for her, resting his hand in the curve of her hip. He fell asleep with the feel of her breath beneath his palm.

Count Lecter never woke up. His life ended with the abrupt thud of an axe in a blow so hard a piece of his skull would later be found underneath the bed. The man wielding the axe pulled it back, the Count’s head momentarily raised from the pillow as the blade stuck, and swung again. Blood spattered across the sheets and soft blankets, up on the ceiling. Into the ashy blonde hair of his sleeping wife.

She was slow to wake, feeling the blows more than hearing them as they rocked the bed. The Count’s hand was gripping her hip, hard, spasming in the last impulses from his dying brain. Simonetta started to slide to the side, to get her feet off the bed, and his hand caught in the fabric of her nightgown. It had been her hope to get her feet on the ground, or at least close to, before the man noticed her. Perhaps, perhaps he would be so absorbed in mutilating her husband…

Simonetta had never considered herself a lucky woman. Before her feet were even on the ground, the man wielding the axe was grabbing for her alongside the dead hand of her husband. She grit her teeth together and gripped the edge of the bed, pulling herself towards it with a determination that made the muscles in her arm shake. He was on the bed with her and the corpse, kneeling in the blood that he had spilled and grasping at her with one too-strong hand. She got one foot onto the ground and for a moment felt that she might have the advantage, that she might be able to get away from this fiend that had attacked them in the middle of the night. Just as she started to push up with her leg, the axe came down against her shoulder. It was the blunt side, not the blade. It did not slice through her skin and muscle, but the force of the blow left her dizzy and unable to breath, certain that her shoulder blade had shattered beneath the metal. She grit her teeth together and kept the scream that wanted to leap up from her throat behind them. Screaming would bring the children to her. Would bring the nanny, Tiesa. She couldn’t risk their lives, not like this.

Her assailant let go of her and gripped the ax with both hands, pulling it back. She took the opportunity, spilling herself on the floor with a pained gasp. Getting her legs underneath herself was almost reflexive, driven more by adrenaline than conscious thought. The man was climbing off the bed behind her even as she started to move, started to run for the door and the long gaping corridor that lay beyond. That gullet of a hallway had terrified her at times, the darkness swimming in shapes that she couldn’t describe. Now, she prayed that it would be her safety.

Simonetta had been a dancer in her youth and she had never lost the strength of muscle in her legs. They carried her into the darkness, her arm clasped over her chest to hold her opposite shoulder. The man’s footsteps were thudding heavily behind her and she could swear she felt the disturbance of the air from a swing of the ax. She slid into the frame of the doorway at the end of the hall, struggled with the knob and threw herself through the door. Her hand was shaking violently as she struggled with the lock.

“Mama?” her eldest child’s voice was rough with sleep. She shook her head, breathing harder the longer it took for her to get the lock to engage. The click was a small relief that didn’t last long. Her child was talking, asking her questions, but all concern of answering was set aside by the heavy, solid, thud of the axe against the door.

“Help me barricade the door, baby, hurry,” Simonetta breathed and grabbed for the low dresser along the wall. Pain seared through her from her shoulder, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was getting that dresser in front of the door. They did it together, moving the thing in place. She reached for her child’s hand and made her way to the closet, seeking more space between them and the assailant. More time.

The closet connected the childrens’ bedrooms. She eased the door open and was relieved to see that her youngest was already awake, already out of bed. Behind her, in the other room, she heard a sound that she assumed to be the door breaking. There wouldn’t be time to explain the situation to the children. Not now. Maybe later, after they had run far far away…

More furniture. Simonetta moved it against the doors with the help of the children and then moved to the window. She picked up one of the childrens’ toys and threw it at the glass, making a disappointed sound in the back of her throat when it bounced off with a loud thud. If she had the use of her dominant arm…

Her eldest picked it back up without question and threw it at the glass. The first attempt was not a success, again bouncing off with a dull THWAK. The second attempt cracked the glass. The third attempt sent the toy sailing off into the night, glittering glass trailing after it. Simonetta grabbed a pillow and tore it out of its case, using the fabric to clear the glass from the frame and to drape over the edge so it would be safer for the children. She reached for the youngest first, helping little feet and hands find purchase. Her eldest followed, and finally her. The night outside was freezing and stole her breath from her lungs as surely as the blow that had broken her shoulder.

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VERSE 201.

HELL FOLLOWED WITH HIM.

VAMPIRE AU BIOGRAPHY. Geared towards medieval and/or renaissance alternate universes, can be adopted to modern settings.

TW: CANON TYPICAL VIOLENCE AND SITUATIONS; INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO BLOOD, GORE, AND CANNIBALISM.

There is a large amount of mystery surrounding Hannibal’s birth and conception, but it is largely believed that Biruté bargained with Hades to have a son that was capable of carrying on the legacy that Biruté built for himself as a general. The night Hannibal was born was hallmarked by a lunar eclipse after several days of labor and ended with the death of his mother. While most of the house mourned the loss of Simonetta, Hamilcar never showed an ounce of regret or concern, instead showering his son with affection and attention.

Despite the tragedies that continued to befall the house, Hannibal exceeded the knowledge of his tutors by five years of age, but it wasn’t his academic abilities that caught the attention of his father’s peers. Hannibal carried himself with a wisdom and knowledge that was far beyond his years, Biruté remarried when Hannibal was still young though he never formed any particular attachments to his step-mother, but, the moment that his half-sister Mischa was born, Hannibal’s life took a different focus. Mischa became the driving force of happiness in Hannibal’s life and every moment that he was not in combat training with his father, or studying with tutors sent from the emperor himself, he was doting on his younger sister.

Despite his calm demeanor around his sister, Hannibal became well known for his ruthlessness. He quickly garnered the attention of Birutés peers, particularly an older man named Robertus. Hannibal was slowly groomed by Robertus into one of the most powerful warriors ever known. During his training, Robertus introduced Hannibal to another older gentleman named Vladis Grutas and another two young boys that were roughly the same age. Francis Dolarhyde and Abel Gideon became Hannibal’s closest friends, but it was clear from their introduction that neither of them would ever truly compare to Hannibal himself.

At nine years old, Hannibal’s life was forever changed. After training with Robertus,, Hannibal returned home to a massacre. His step-mother and her attendants were slaughtered, those that were alive barely clinging to their lives, and, at the center of the bloodbath stood Francis, and Vladis just behind him. Without thinking Hannibal attacked Francis not realizing that Vladis had brought him into the Lecter household to feed on Hannibal’s family, seeing them as little more than a weakness that needed to be eliminated. Much to the surprise of both Francis and Vladis, Hannibal manages to wound both of them, but it isn’t enough to save himself. At the last moment, Vladis elects on turning Hannibal in an act of revenge before imprisoning him in the basement with his still living sister Mischa.

If the transition didn’t kill Hannibal, bleeding out would have. Days pass in nothing short of agony, and it isn’t until the following week that Robertus finds Hannibal and Mischa, the latter on the brink of death but clutched tightly in her brother’s arms. Needless to say, Robertus was stunned that Hannibal hadn’t killed Mischa and exhibited a control over himself that Robertus had never seen before. He encourages Hannibal to kill Mischa to end her suffering, and he does while sobbing. Hannibal again exhibits an unnatural control when he pulls off of his sister before killing her, only to break her neck instead of turning her. Rejuvenated, Hannibal rises and leaves with Robertus but not before revealing that Vladis, Francis, and Abel had fled to Troy.

It isn’t until 1250 BC that Hannibal is given the chance to enact revenge on either Vladis or Francis for what was done to Mischa. Hannibal and Robertus travel on the Myrmidon ships aside Achilles with the intent to storm Troy themselves. When the initial attack fails, Hannibal meets Gideon outside of one of the city’s strongholds where Gideon tells Hannibal that Vladis and Francis were planning to escape. Hannibal is quick to distract Francis and Abel by sacrificing the Greek and Trojan warriors around them and finds Vladis beneath the castle attempting to flee while his newborns are distracted by the carnage. Hannibal impales Vladis on a pike, letting him bleed out before bringing him back to Robertus with the intent to seek his help in killing Vladis. Robertus convinces Hannibal that killing him will not bring Mischa back, but Hannibal refuses to let him go and instead keeps him alive on scraps.

Hannibal moves seamlessly through time, playing pivotal roles in history as he traveled the world, honing his expertise and skills. Yet, under Robertus’ watchful eye, he maintains a relative anonymity until Hannibal realizes that he no longer passes as Robertus’ son and sets off on his own. Hannibal makes a name for himself in the Second Punic War, establishing the moniker for himself of Hannibal the Great, revolutionizing battle strategy much to his Uncle’s pride. After the end of the wars, Hannibal finally decides to settle in the countryside, building a castle for himself that will go down in history behind his name– Castle Lecter. It isn’t until the late 16th century that Hannibal returns home, reclaiming his title of Count at the seat of his “ancestral” home. However, his return is purposeful. War lingers on the horizon, sitting atop a red horse and wearing a familiar face.

War with the Ottomans brings carnage like he had never seen before, promising the end of the world– an apocalypse that Hannibal, himself was written into. Robertus and Hannibal are among the first to arrive to battle, riding in with one of the largest armies that the modern world had ever seen. He makes allies with the three neighboring kingdoms, bringing the fourth into their alliance with a hasty marriage between the Bloom’s only daughter, and the Graham’s only son, and Hannibal marches on the Ottoman armies with the Vergers, the Grahams, and the Blooms, behind him, with his wife, Countess Bedelia du Maurier at his side. Hannibal fights with a single purpose in mind.

Save himself, and kill them all.

Hannibal cuts through the Ottoman armies leaving nothing but destruction in his wake, and when they finally reach the camp, Francis is nowhere to be found, but the surrounding kingdoms are no longer united and the treaty fractures, leaving them divided. Count Graham pushes his forces further East, leaving his son and daughter-in-law on the seat of the family’s power.

But War continues to linger on the horizon, after all, Hannibal knows what he’s after, and knows he will stop at nothing to get their father back or kill Hannibal trying.

By now, history knows Hannibal as many things after three thousand years. They’ve known him by name, but, as he rides into battle on a pale horse, his favorite moniker comes from the Christian faith.

“And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat upon him was Death and Hell followed with him.”

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