Bloody riding hood Once upon a time there was a little girl called Red Riding Hood. She was on a quest to get food to her grandma deep in the woods. She had a basket filled with fruit, bread, and some milk. She always carried a small dagger for self-protection.
At 5 a.m. she left the house, she wanted to do it early so she could have the day for herself. Her mother kissed her cheeks and she left. It was a fresh morning, birds were singing loudly. After 20 minutes of walk Redie (that's the name we will be calling her) was thirsty, she reached into her pocket for a flask full of water, but she found one bullet. That was very strange because she never carried a gun or bullets. She was still thirsty so she went of trail to the creek. She reached into the water with her hands but she saw blood coming out of her hand. She cut herself on the dagger while she was looking for the flask. Her knowledge of plants was very good so she found a plant and she fixed her wound. The water from the creek was delicious but she had the feeling someone was following her. She ignored it and moved on. When she walked for 1 km she bumped into two hunters who had big long guns on their back. One of them had an old Viking battle axe in his hands and the other had a rusty machete.
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They warned her that there was a wolf in the area and he was extremely dangerous. He escaped from prison, being in jail for killing 6 people. Redie took her dagger in her hand so she could react fast in case she was attacked. Redie had awesome combat skills, her father was a solider so he thought her a few things. Redie was kind of relaxed until she saw a massacred body on the road. Guts were hanging out, ribs were broken, and there was blood all over the place. Redie immediately approached him in order to help him but he was already dead. There was only one thing on Redie's mind now. Was she next, was the wolf tracking her down, was she being hunted? Redie felt an adrenaline rush, she ran fast, faster than anything human kind knew then. She saw a village in front, and felt safe. But, when she approached, chills went down her spine. There were dead bodies everywhere. Blood was splattered over the walls. It was awful. Everybody was half eaten, guts were eaten but brains and heads were untouched. It was at this point she knew she had f***ed up. She went the way the wolf had gone instead of returning home. But she had already made it so far she didn’t want to quit. Her grandma needed that food and she was ready to fight. The feeling she felt was something she had never felt before; seeing that many people slaughtered changed her. She kept going forward, grandma's house was close so she sped up thinking the worst thing she could find there was her slaughtered grandma. When she arrived, chills went down her spine again, which meant nothing good. She opened the doors and heard loud screams so she rushed inside the house. The whole house was destroyed, walls had claw marks and blood trails. She saw a bloody hand on the floor. She growled with all her strength, pulled the dagger out and jumped into the bedroom. Her grandma was still alive while the wolf was eating her. Tears started running down her face. She knew it was going down now or never. She slashed the wolf but the wolf didn’t suffer any damage. His skin was too thick. She started stabbing him, blood was flying. The wolf bit her hand but that didn't stop her. She killed the wolf but she kept crying and stabbing him. The pain she felt was too big for her to handle. She fell unconscious. The two hunters heard screams but they were too late. They took Redie home. With time she got better but she still remembers she had seen another wolf leaving the village. One wolf was still free. Another revenge was bound to happen.