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Title: Unwanted Changes
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Fandom: Hannibal
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 7, Change
Author's Note: Sequel to "Light and Dark."
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.


He didn't want these changes in himself. The mere thought of change was unnerving.

Will closed his eyes, leaning his head back on his couch and staring up at the ceiling. He was changing; he could feel it in his heart and soul.

He was becoming the kind of person he'd never liked, someone who always looked on the dark side. He was finding it harder and harder to see the beauty in the world; he was getting to the point where he only saw the disadvantages in any situation, and never the hope.

These premonitions of his own death, or whatever they were, had slowly but surely begun to change him into someone he didn't like at all.

And if he didn't like himself, then other people probably didn't like him much, either.

He didn't want to change. He didn't want to become that sour person who was always on the outskirts of everything, the person that no one wanted to be around.

Of course, he was already on the outskirts of life as it was, wasn't he? he asked himself wryly. His empathy had always made sure that he would be the person who was on the outside looking in -- but now, that condition was only being exacerbated by the visions he was having.

He wanted them to stop, to just go away, before they changed him any more than he already had been. He wanted to go back to the person he always had been.

Was that even possible any more? he thought with a soft sigh. Or was he stuck with who he was now? Could he go back to being positive?

That depended on whether or not he kept seeing his own death. Will sighed, knowing that he had to face the truth, however reluctantly he might do so. As long as he was seeing visions of his own death, then he wasn't going to be able to be positive about anything in his life.

There had to be some way to make those visions disappear. He had only started seeing them recently -- so what had he been doing lately that was different?

He'd have to think long and hard about that.

Whatever he had been doing differently, he had to stop it. Or maybe it wasn't something that he was doing. Maybe he was just looking at his life in a different perspective.

Will thought about that, feeling a slight glimmer of hope rising within him. Maybe it wasn't the premonitions that were changing him. Maybe he had already started to look at everything in a different light than he usually did, and doing that was causing those disturbing visions.

It was something for him to think about, he decided, getting to his feet and heading into the kitchen to make himself dinner. It was an interesting theory.

He'd talk with Hannibal about this as soon as he got the chance.