Crane jolted up in her bed panting heavily, sweat rolling down her temple. She shakes her head a little to snao herself out of the nightmaric transe.

"I'm okay...I'm okay." She breathes. Checking the time, she sighs and looks at her door. Nothing. No one. Crane had been pretty excited to finally be considered an adult, and she had rambled about it for almost an entire week, but it seemed that no one remembered. Grabbing her gun off of her bedside table, she runs her free hand through her hair.

She stands to her feet and walks down thenhallway as quietly as she can to the kitchen where she opens a cabinet, and pulls out a small box with a singular red velvet cupcake in it. She stares at it for a second before she sighs and walks out onto the porch and sits down.

"Happy 18th Birthday me..." she mumbles to herself, propping her feet up on a stool that was out there. She gently strips the cupcake of its wrappwr and quietly eats it. After her nice cupcake, a rustling in the bushes nearby causes her to sit up quickly.

Crane frowns and looks around standing to her feet and nestling her hand on the handle of her gun as she slowly ventures down the stairs of the manor. She lets out a small scream when something flies out at her. She stumbles backwards and falls to the ground. She tries to calm her breathing, but it seemed impossible at this point.

Quickly sitting up, she leans over and looks at the thing that was thrown out at her. A box of bullets.

Silver bullets.

"What kind of damn mockery is this...?" Crane whispers, her eye wide. She hesitantly picks up the box and turns it over in her hands, the note on the back made her heart race fast though.

'Birthday Wishes to a naive baker girl in a red hood. Happy Birthday Cassidy Rose Lewis. A gift from some friends, you may need these.'

Crane shakingly stares at the bullet box before she grips it in her hands and stands to her feet throwing them back into the trees, she bolts for the front door and swings it open, slipping inside and turning quickly to close it. She presses her forehead to the door and locks it breathing heavily.

"You alright there kiddo?" A voice asks her from behind. Crane whips around and sees Markus and Darius standing in the living room. Crane frowns and rund a hand theough her hair looking away from them.

"Yeah...Im okay I just needed to get some fresh-"

"Happy Birthday Little Red." Markus envlopes her in a tight hug while Darius takes a seat in a recliner. Crane's eyes widen a little before she hesitantly hugs him back.

"Thanks dad..."