Warning- has some graphic content

As I heard the birds chirping, my eyes stayed closed for I wanted to enjoy the peacefulness of Grandmother's house.

It had been to long since I had spent the night at her house and it was always refreshing and peaceful, a monk would love it here, if they knew about it that is. But sometimes, when I was younger I always felt like I was being watched, but I don't really remember everything of my younger self. Only the humiliation of being dressed as a girl most my life.

I sighed and started opening my eyes, the sun from the window I was facing made me cringe at first but slowly I was able to open them. I looked at the ceiling and sat up but something caught my attention when my hand fell on something wet.

"What in the whole forest?" I ask out loud as I raised my hand only to scream at the sight of red.

I jump out of the bed and over to the wall and I see the bed, a hand print of blood was on one of my pillows and spouts of red blood everywhere else.

I screamed once again and went to the door and ran out only to slip on something wet and fall forward into something wet making it splash onto my face. I dreaded opening my eyes, cause the wet source was a bit thicker then that.

I opened my eyes to see my reflection in the puddle of bright blood. My eyes were wide making the green in them pop more, my pale skin even paler and my hair brighter then the blood.

Quickly backing away with a scream didn't do anything cause I bumped into something limp and had clothing on.

With my heart pounding in my ears I slowly turned, and my breath hitched as the sight before me, my heart stopped at the body of someone I loved dearly.

My Grandmother was laying on the ground dead, her throat ripped out, and the pool of blood I was in was connected to it, it was the source of the pool, her eyes that used to be so blue were grey and lifeless.

I choked on a sob as I stood up and stumbled for the stairs my pajamas wet in blood.

Once I was down stairs I heard humming, a man humming something with a familiar tune. I also smelled...Bacon?

I tip toed to the door way to the kitchen to see a man but only his back, my eyes then saw the blood on his hands, my eyes widened in surprise as I put the pieces together.

That man killed Grandmother Blossom and I was possibly next, but yet that didn't make sense if he killed Grandmother, why hadn't he killed me yet?

With out a second thought and a glance at the door, I ran towards it to open it and it did and I started running for freedom, to get away from the psycho that was in Grandmothers kitchen.

I freaked when I heard sounds behind me and I urged my legs to go faster and they did surprisingly.

But I was then caught up in strong arms and I struggled against them wildly, hoping for a break in any way so I can at least try to escape.....again.

I think. Yeah.

"Where do you think your going Red?" the mans gravely voice whispered in my ears and I shivered in fear.

"P-Put me down!!" I yelled and kicked some more.

"Sorry but I can't do that as of now." he said with a sniff to my neck and started to walk back to the house of horror.

"No!! No!!" I yelled punching the arm, even biting, but nothing would get the man holding me to let go.

We reached the house and he set me on the counter.
"Now, stay. Unless you want to end up like your Granny upstairs. My wolf really enjoyed that. He'll like doing it to you more though but in a different way of killing." The man before me chuckled evilly and I gulped.

The man had dark chess nut brown hair, dark tan skin, lots of muscles, toned and ready to do anything, maybe that's how i knew they were strong. He is extremely tall, but I've met taller.

But the thing was his eyes.

They weren't normal and they reminded me of Mr.Wilk an awful lot.

The bright red eyes were nearly covering his eyeballs, making it hard not to ask so many questions.

The man smirked. "Now Red, your the very definition of rarity. I've seen gold locks with blue jewel eyes, but you, your hair is my favorite color, and reminds me of two things, rubies and blood." I shrunk in fear at the last part of that sentence. "Then your eyes, a ferocious shade of jade green, amazing!!" he said with a evil laugh. "That and more, your pale snow white skin free of anything and the body of a fragile piece of glass, oh and your screams, they're music to my ears!!"

I cowered in fear. "W-Wh-What d-do you want?" I ask the fear in every word showing.

He chuckled and went to go forward and I went to move backward, away from the creepy psycho maniac.

"Don't you dare move...." he growled out, his red eyes digging into mine.

I flinched but otherwise stayed still as he put a hand on my cheek, my heart panicking and it felt like it was about to burst.

His hand gently touched my cheek, then down to my neck, then to the front and started sliding down and he chuckled as he was right over my heart.

"Don't worry, I won't really do anything.... Not yet anyway." he said into my ear and I closed my eyes and tried to not think of what he'd do to me.

"Why are your hands so big?" I asked, trying to distract him and myself.

He started unbuttoning my pajama shirt. "The better to hold you close to me my dear."

I looked up at him. "Why are your eyes so big then?"

"The better to see what I'm going to see of you my dear." he said with a chuckle, which made a shiver go straight down my spine.

Then I looked at his smile, mostly his teeth.

"Why are your teeth so big?"

"The better to eat you with my dear." he said as he quickly tears off my shirt and attacks my neck.

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Cliffhangers, the best, anyway before i get to the might be last chapter,

Those who vote when I don't expect voting, I will ask for you guys to give me your favorite fairytale or any story really and I shall make it into a book like Red here, I will make sure to dedicate the book to you as well.

Haha, well bye and I hope your all enjoying this book so far, and btw who thought it was John Wilk??

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