The Burning Pen

Confrontations
by Ruth Solomon

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DRABBLE 15

Nightmare

“Mischa! Noooooo, Mischa!” Hannibal screamed in his sleep as he relived his little sister’s brutal murder when he was a child in Lithuania.

Once again he and his family were hiding from the Nazi war machine. Once again they were found. Once again his sister killed.

“Run, Hannibal! Ru…”

His mother’s voice was suddenly cut off and the muggle awoke and sat up in his bed, covered in sweat, tears running down his cheeks.

“Mischa, my sister,” he breathed, his chest rising and falling, “How I loved you.”

Hannibal fell back to the four poster bed, his maroon eyes narrowing as he wiped at them with the back of his hand. His face contorted.

“But they paid, Mischa, they paid for what they did to you. I found them, those…those predators…I avenged you,” he whispered to the child ghost smiling at him in his mind, “I also found I am the ultimate predator, dear Mischa. I am the dragon in the eaves, the fang in the shadows, the hunger that never ceases…”

The muggle yawned.

“…but selective…so selective,” he purred sleepily, dropping back to sleep with a small, grim smile.

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A/N: Tiny Drabble. ***

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