Phan One Shots

Hannibal Lester

A/N: This was a individual story but I don't have the time to continue it so I made it a one shot so here you go (WARNING: GRAPHIC)
ALSO THERES NOW A VIDEO ADDED TO THE TOP JUST SWIPE RIGHT! It's the video that inspired this..okay enjoy

The feeling of someone elses blood dripping down your fingers is the most orgasmic feeling. To Phil at least. Phil Lester, merciliess murderer of London. But most call him Hannible Lester. The raven haired man was known for sliceing up his victims in front of their lovers before gutting them completely, leaving the other to remember it forever. But this victim tonight was different. It was just a man, no one else. No one loved him.

"Stop, please!" The brown haired lad begged as the raven haired one made a big cut in the torso of the victim. "But that would be no fun.." He whispered gingerly in his ear with a voice that sent shivers down the brown haired boys spine. "So tell me, why? Why are you not crying? I'm going to kill you" He asked. The brown haired man seemed to be worried for his life, but not as much as most. He seemed to wince and hiss at the pain but he didn't shed a tear. "I've endured worse.." The boy whispered to himself thinking Phil wouldn't hear but he did. Phil seemed to feel sympathy for the man. Phil jabbed the man with his knife in the arm, slowly. His eyes didn't even water. "You don't want to live.." Phil trailed off. He placed the knife in the gray pouch he had on the white table and packed up his things. Before leaving the room, Phil turned back to the man that was slowly dieing in the chair.

"I can't torture and relish the death of someone who wants to die so I can only leave you here to die, at least I know it will be painful.." He said sadly as he left into the london night. The cold wind sent shivers down his back as he turned and walked down the dimly lit road. All that night he couldn't stop thinking of him. He left him there to die but really he was letting him go. He knew that. Phil was never loved either. He always spent his life being kicked around in the orphanage as all the other children were adopted. One night he snuck into the headmasters room and taped him to his bed. He grabbed a knife from the kitchen and slowly sliced his leg once. Fear and anger began to rise in Phils stomach and he jumped when he realized the head master was awake and aware. The headmaster tried to break free but couldn't and he couldn't yell either because Phil had taped a sock into his mouth. Phil once again sliced him, watching as the man yelled to nothing in pain, tears brinking his eyes.

The fear and anger Phil felt before were now replaced with joy and pleasure. Phil smiled to himself as he continued stabbing and slashing at the man he knew to be evil. Phil knew of the things the headmaster did to the children and this was just icing on the cake for him. Finally the last tear fell from the headmasters eyes as he died in his bed. Phil started to giggle but fell into hysterical laughter as he knew he took the one thing the man loved most. His life.

Phil smiled to himself as he thought of the memory. Phil had vowed that day that he would only kill someone who didn't deserve the life they were given. But that man was another situation. Phil jumped from the bed of the motel room he rented and dashed out the door, realizing his mistake. Killing that man was breaking his vow. That man deserved to live. He ran as fast as he could to the abandoned bulding. He rushed up the multiple staircases, tripping and some rubble in the process. He wammed the door open to reveal an empty chair with blood stains splashed here and there. Phil ran a hand though his hair in frustraion. "Oh no.." He sighed.

Seven Months Later-----

It's been seven months since people have heard of Hannible Lester. All seemed well in london but that soon changed. Phil Lester decided to go into hiding. He changed his name and relocated in Cheshire where he planned to lay low. His name was now Phil Striker and he was a farmers market salesman. His hair faded into a dark brown and he got some Hazel contacts to put the police off but he knew they will eventually catch on.