This is the story of a modern day Little Red Riding Hood fighting against the forces of evil. One day a mysterious wolf appears.
Enemies start to surface, claiming to be hired by one of Red's friends.
Could one of them be the wolf?
Will Red stop the wolf in time?
And is there really only one?
Meanwhile, Red deals with personal problems that throw his powers out of whack.
Will Red find love or will everyone he cares about be taken from him?
Chapter 1
"Don't worry, Matt," I cooed. "You'll make varsity no problem!"
"Yeah but we have a lot of fast people this year. the team is the biggest it's been since... forever!" he said back, not letting his eyes drift from the road for a second.
"Yeah but you're faster than you've ever been before. And you've been running my level of intensity. I'm the fucking captain. Calm your tits, you'll be fine!" I sighed in annoyance. Matt Cleric was a good friend, but the poor guy needed confidence.
He pulled down my street and into my apartment complex. "What about Jeremy and Lloyd and-"
"Shut the fuck up," I practically shouted. He parked in front of my apartment. I put my hand on his shoulder. "You'll do fine, and I believe you'll make varsity." As he opened his mouth to interupt me, I cut him off. "Or maybe you'll just suck and fail on epic level proportions."
He smiled at me, shaking his head, knowing I was kidding... sort of. I grinned back at him. I cocked my head to the side and said, "Love you," in a playful voice, starting to get out of his Rav4. Again he shook his head at me. I playfully pouted. "You never say it back." I shut the door and made my way to the back of his toyota to get my stuff.
I opened the back and Matt called over his shoulder, "I love you too, Peyton." I grinned at him as I grabbed my cruzer board, backpack, sports bag, and my red fedora.
"Finally you say it," I called back. "Thanks for the ride, see you tomorrow!" I kicked the back closed and walked out of the street. I set my stuff down so I could reorganize it a little before heading up stairs. My cruzer board fell to the ground with a loud clatter, my bags seemed to slam on the ground with a huge thump.
Was my stuff really that loud?
No... It's just that quiet... I looked up, my back to the street. No one was outside. With all the little kids living here on a Friday afternoon, it's usually loud as hell. I pricked my ears and could only hear the sound of Matt's Rav4 rolling away. I turned to make sure he was ok and that's when I saw it.
A big ol' wolf was stalking its way way through the parking lot right at Matt's Toyota. Oh hell no. I flipped my red hat and placed it on my head as I sprinted after the beast. Matt pulled out of the driveway and hit a left. The wolf coached low. I could tell he was about to give chase. I sprung before he could. I landed right on the wolf's shoulder blades and flipped off. I took a fighting stance just in front of the wolf as it angrily got to it feet... paws? Whatever.
Its big green eyes glared at me.
It sprinted at me, shackles raised, growling. I leaned back, getting ready to punch the wolf. Before I could, it sprang over me, trying to get to the street. I jumped up and grabbed it by the tail. As I landed on the ground, I pulled on the tail hard and threw the wolf.
As it landed in front of me, I push kicked it in the side. It rolled back on its paws and barked at me as it pounced once again. I turned my body. The wolf racked its claws along my left bicep. I winced in pain but it wasn't too deep. I kicked out with my right leg as hard as I could. The wolf flew back again. I wasn't going to let this damn thing get anywhere near Matt. I raised my hands, focusing myself, and ready to use my magic but the wolf growled at me.
"Don't bother!" It roared. It darted left and disappeared. I relaxed and grabbed my hurt arm. I shuffled and grabbed my stuff. As soon as I got inside, I called Robin.
"Hey, Red. Wassup?"
"I got attacked." I threw my stuff on the floor in my apartment.
"Be right there," Robin said before hanging up.