Little Red

[ReadWriteAndBeMerry]

"Once upon a time..."


Of course, the stories always start like that. They start with a lovely princess with a tragic curse or a poor peasant who comes across magic that could change their life.


This story does not start like that.


"Les was fucked."


That's how this story started, and it was a very true beginning. Les was fucked. Only a week before, he had lost his best friend in possibly the most idiotic way. Filled with the agony of missing someone, he left his worn-out shanty of a house while his father was asleep. Figuring that his friend was at their grandparent's house, like usual, that's where Les went.


When he arrived at the cottage, he could tell that something was not right. The paint-chipped front door was slightly ajar, large scratch marks on the siding. His heart racing at the thought of his friend bring in danger, her quickly bounded into the house.


The sight he saw was terrifying.


On the floor was his friend's grandma, unconscious with a bleeding wound on her forehead. Alive, though. She was alive.


When Les saw who had caused her many scratches and possible brain trauma, he could barely breathe. Standing at least seven feet tall was a wolf-like man in torn and tattered clothing. The fur covering his body was the color of dust, thick and greasy. He bared his yellow teeth, dripping with blood and the foam of rabies.


Frozen with fear, Les could only watch as the wolf-man picked up the old woman and smashed through the living room window and escaped into the woods.


And that was just the preface.


When the first chapter began, Les was roaming through the woods. He was hoping to find his friend, Red - the one whose grandma was just kidnapped - for he usually walked this path on his way to his grandma's house.


When he heard the crunching of steps coming down the path, Les hid in a thicket of bushes. This forest that he once came to for peace and quiet now seemed like the most dangerous place he could possibly be. As the steps came closer and closer, Les saw a familiar red fabric flowing in the soft breeze. As Red passed by, Les lept out of the bushes and grabbed the small-framed young man.
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[Yoki]

Where...was he?


His vision suddenly coming back to him, Adrian felt the cold breeze from the wind blowing into his face... What was going on? He could have swore than five minutes ago he was sitting at home, about to fall asleep with his book resting on top him him. He'd been trying to stay awake, as he wanted to finish it, but...it had been late and he hadn't been able to find the energy to keep his eyes open... Yet...here he was, feeling like he'd just woken up, but...absolutely full of the energy he was sure he hadn't had before.


Blinking, he looked around, a...forest? He was standing in the middle of a forest. In front of him there was a rather undefined dirt path, honestly it was probably only the fact that someone had walked down here several times and eroded the grass away that made it a path at all...


Was this a dream? It had to be a dream, but why did it feel so...real? Dreams could feel real...sure they could... Oh come on!


So, maybe he was a little panicked, he'd woken up in the middle of nowhere, standing up, with no clue what was going on... His only explanation was that it was a dream... It's just that he felt wide awake, and it wasn't like this was his first time having a dream, it didn't normally feel like this...not from what he'd experienced...


Curiosity took over as another gust of wind blew at his clothing, which he had yet to look upon, what was down this path? It must lead somewhere...right? It couldn't just be a dead end.


Adrian was staring out into the distance with such a blank expression, he should move...if this was a dream there was no need to worry, right? If it wasn't...it wasn't like he had anywhere else to go anywhere... Yeah... That made sense. Nodding to himself, he started forwards, walking at a moderate pace to make sure he didn't miss anything.


It must have been about ten minutes later when he was walking down that path, absent mindedly looking around, that he heard a noise. His head turned, light brown eyes trying to lock on to the source of the sound, but before he could even get a clear look at anything he felt someone grab hold of him. Adrian reacted back yelping in fright and attempting to push the stranger away from him, who the hell jumped out at someone like that and grabbed them unless they were trying to kill them!? He wasn't going to die when he'd only been here ten minutes!
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