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Little Red Riding Hood

Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Madness

GeneralPOV

For those of you who know the so-called-story of 'The Little Red Riding Hood', forget everything you've heard about it. It's all lies. And half doesn't make sense; I mean, who sends a child out in the middle of the forest, knowing there are wolfs around? What kind of grandmother lives in the woods? How does the wood cutter know just when to come in? How do wolfs talk? How doesn't a child notice that her grandmother is a frickin' wolf?

See doesn't make sense now. And do you want to know why? Well since you can't answer me, I'll tell you. Because people wanted to stop the real story of 'The Little Red Riding Hood'. They didn't want it to be know because could barely explain it themselves.

Well this is the real true.

And if you haven't heard it then you'll enjoy this without question.

This story originates in the 17th century or the 1600's, for other who maybe confused, in Germany. Now this is the story of 'Little Red Riding Hood' but some parts of speech are a bit confusing and I don't want you to feel like you're reading some boring story from your English class so to make it a bit more interesting I've modernized it for you. It will since be the true 'Little Red Riding Hood' story, I promise. It will just help you relate a bit more.

So thisparticular version of the story just so happens to be in the 21th century or the 2000's, more pacifically 2010, August, the beginning of a new school year for those in Hollywood, California and even more pacifically at a high school of performing arts, Hollywood Arts.

And for now, that's all you need to know. So as they say "Once upon a time ago this happened..."

CatPOV

My name is Caterina "Cat" Valentine. I'm 16. I currently live in Hollywood, California. Which is weird to say since I've lived here my whole life. I go to school at Hollywood Arts but not this week. I can't go to school. Nobody can. You see it's the three days. If you don't live in Hollywood, or a city with them, then you don't know about the three days. It's three days out of every month that no one is allowed in or out. Why you might ask?

It's the Full Moon Days, otherwise know as the Wolf Days. It's when werewolves are at their highest peak of power and dominant the streets of California. Yes, that's right. Werewolves are real and they live with us and blend into society perfectly. No one can find out who they are. It can be your best friend, your neighbor, or even the person staying next to you on at the bus stop. You never know. But they usually don't attack, unless it's a Wolf Day. Even during the day they are powerful beings.

They warn us everyday about how dangerous they are and how they are a menace to society.

Personally, I don't agree. I just think they're misunderstood. Kind of like how I am. I even know one. She's really nice, to me at least, most of the time. Okay, I'll admit it, she is only really nice to me when we're alone. But it still counts.

Her name is Jade West. She's a werewolf. I've know her almost my entire life. She tells me everything and it's so cool. She's a princess. No, really she is. And her dad is the king. Her grandfather use to be the king but after one of the Wolf Wars Jade told me about his nose was blown off and he didn't feel like it anymore so he gave the position to his eldest son, Jade's dad, Aricous. People mostly call him Ari. By the way, Jade isn't Jade's real name. Kind of like Cat isn't really my name. Her name is Jadelyn. Princess Jadelyn of the West. That's why 'West' is her last name. Cause her family kind of owns the West of America, get it? I didn't at first but Jade kept explaining until I got it.

Well, technically her family owns the Southern West because the Northern West owns the Northern West. Jade says that it's fine to just call her 'West' because before she was even born, she was arranged to marry the prince of the Northern side so that the two clans could stop fighting and become one. For some reason, whenever Jade says it or if anyone mentioned it she gets upset and will be in one of her 'moods'.

I don't like talking about it or even thinking about it ether. It makes me feel really yucky inside. Like someone's hand is holding my heart and forcing it to pump too tightly for my veins to handle.

It's because I love Jade.

I've loved her since we first met. I love her stormy green-blue eyes that always seem it change color with her emotions. I love her dark brown hair that she often puts highlights of different color in. I love her pale skin that matches the moon she changes with. I love her body, the way each muscle of her body turns, tucks, and curves around the bones that make up Jade. I love that smell of vanilla that always clings onto her. I love her lips, the way they twist up to form her natural smirk or twist down to form her cute scowl.

I even love the way she looks as a wolf. Big, powerful, graceful, and lean. That dark brown hair in smooth strands that she allows my fingers to run through on rare occasions. Her big, stormy, blue-green eyes, cut raw with emotions she doesn't think I notice.

I love her so much it hurts seeing her sometimes.

And even though I hate asking her about it, I have to. I have to ask about her marriage. I don't want to but at the same time I do because I want to know how much time I have left with her. How much time I have left to be able to spend time with her.

I hear tapping on my window. It's Jade. I know her knock like I know the back of my hand. Because I know Jade. I know her so much. I know almost too much.

JadePOV

My name is Princess Jadelyn "Jade" of the West. And I'm arranged to be wed at the next Full Moon, during the day that celebrates my birth. I'll be 16. The customary date of which a Werewolf Princess of my Tribe should be wed. Which is in two days.

Who might be the groom? The name I have despised my entire life. Beck Rosenberg. My fiance. I fucking hate him. I met him again today. He's a piece of shit. He's such an ass, he thinks he's so smart, funny, and handsome. He actually offered me if I wanted to 'Test out the "equipment" before the honeymoon', if you catch my drift. I wanted to rip his head off with my bare hands. I don't know how I can stand this, because I can hardly spend an hour alone with him let alone years of marriage with him. Fuck it all. Fuck my life. And fuck the rest of the world..., except her.

Cat Valentine. Fuck everyone else in the world except for Cat fucking Valentine.

Cat Valentine, my god damn fucking soul mate.

Why? Why did I just have to met her? I could have lived the life set in front of me and put up the act. Pulled over a mask and play the part of a perfect wife until I met her. I had to met the one person I couldn't have. I had to met someone who wasn't like us. Someone who wasn't a Wolf. Someone I just could not have.

I love her. I am in love with Cat. I love her voice, soft and innocent; high and sweet. I love her smell. That mouth watering smell of strawberries and candy that just sings to my heart. I love her petite frame that somehow holds endlessly long, tanned legs with curves most would kill for. I love her childish face (Not that I'm a pedo or something), it holds such innocent sexiness that impossible to ignore. I love her dark, coffee brown eyes that smolder with emotion and life. And I love her red velvet hair that falls down her head, much like a the hood of a cloak would do.

Even seeing her fuckin' hurts.

I know everything about Cat. She tells me everything. She told me how her biological father felt before she could even walk. She told me about the psychological problems that they thought Cat had. I seriously doubt she has any problems. She's just a little eccentric and speaks her mind and the truth. So you can say whatever you want about her (As long as you don't mind getting a black eye, broken leg, arm, shoulder, foot, hand, or neck and if you're a guy a well placed kick to the groin).

I've had enough of this enclosed spaced of my black and red room. I want to see her. I want to spend as much time as I can with her this month, my last month with her. So I jump out of the three story window, tuck and roll before gracefully before I turn into my wolf form, my clothes ripping in the process, and running on instinct to Cat's location, following the scent I could pick up from anywhere.

You see, I'll have to move in with my, as much as I hate to say it, husband-to-be and sine he's the 'Dominate' half of our relationship while I'm the 'Submissive'. I should explain that. You see they're are two types of Wolves in every Clan: Dominate and Submissive. It's who takes control in the relation and hunts for the family, Dominate, and the one who bares the children, Submissive.

But the thing is, I'm a Dominate by birth. I'm the one who's suppose to be in command, the one that takes control but my father and grandfather have hidden it. All Wolves have two form, one for Mating and Hunting and one for normal meetings of others that are of our kind but aren't part of the main family.

And it's even more ridiculous of why I have to marry this dickhead, Beck. My Great-Grandfather wanted to join the Northern ans Southern West Tribes but the Northern Tribe would only combine with us if the next Eldest Princess of the Southern West Clan married the Eldest child of the Northern West Clan of the time or my Great-Grandfather would bow down to the King of Northern West Clan first and the Northern King would bow down to him.

My Great-Grandfather had one hell of a pride and the thought of bowing down first was beneath him so he took the other option, ruining my life before it even started. I hated him for bringing this curse upon me. Forcing me to marry anyone other than the lovely Caterina Valentine. Why did he have to die before I was old enough to beat the crap out of him?

Cat Valentine, my soul mate, my Submissive. The girl that will continue to grow without me, find another boy to fill my space and think nothing of it. It makes my blood boil just thinking about it.

I noticed my approach through the empty streets to Cat's house. I stop just under her window, turned back to my human form, not minding being stark naked in broad daylight. Besides, everyone had they're shutters closed tightly for Wolf Days. I jumped onto the corner of one of Cat's parent's car, flipping myself onto the overhang of the garage. I knocked on her window to which Cat opened and I slipped in. Cat pulled me into a hug as she always did even though I was naked.

I took advantage of the hugs that, between Cat and I, were strung out too long. I dipped my head into her neck and inhaled the refreshing strawberry scent I had been tracking, satisfied that my 'prey' was within my grasp. She pulled back but still held my forearms "Hey, Jade. I was wondering when you'd get here. Not that you have to come everyday. But I'm just glad to see you..." she trailed off as she always did when I gave her my prize winning smile. I usually wait for her to finish-ish before I do that but today I couldn't help it. Knowing I have hardly any time left with her is just too hard, so I just want enjoy it.

"Hey Cat." I went over to the drawer that Cat reserved just for me to have extra clothes here whenever it was a Wolf Day or I slept over here during the weekday and didn't feel like going home for clothes. I could feel Cat's gaze on me as I slipped on the black underwear, black bra, ripped skinny jeans that I ripped and now show a shitload more skin, a black tank top, and a loose see-through black shirt.

I sat down on Cat's bed, beside her and her speech seemed to fine her again when I grabbed her hand "So anyway, Tori called a little while ago, asking where you were and I said you weren't here yet but I would let her know when you where here because she wanted to invite us over to her house to watch this movie called the Black Swan-" she continued talking about the Black Swan but my mind wandered to my all too annoying cousin Tori. Why did she want me to come over? I know she's friendly with Cat and for some reason she likes me too even though I'm extremely mean to her. I don't know why I hate her so much. Maybe it's because she's annoying? Whatever "So we should go!" Cat finished.

Cat sounded as if she really wanted to go so I nodded my head "Okay, call her and I'll take off my clothes."

Cat squealed, wrapped her arms around my neck tightly "Thanks, Jade. You won't regret it." she knows how much I hate Tori.

"Yeah, yeah. Just call Tori already." I pulled off my shirts at the same time and folded all my clothes in a neat pile for Cat to carry. We couldn't go in a car because of the noise it would make and attract curiosity. I handed Cat my clothes, then lift her in my arms, slipped out of the window, and jumped onto her driveway and set her down. I changed into my wolf form and Cat rode bareback on me as I ran to Tori's house.

When we got there I smelled something I really, really didn't want to but it explained why Tori would invite me over. It was Beck. Tori had a crush or something on him and was trying to spend time with him so she used me as a cover. This is why I hate Tori.

As I changed, Cat noticed my frown and touched my upper back in comfort "Is something wrong Jade? I know you don't like Tori but-"

I cut her off "No, it's not Tori. My-" I had to force the words from my lips "fiance is here."

"Then shouldn't you be happy?"

"I should." It wasn't Cat's fault by any means but I defiantly regret coming here.

And like Cat can read my mind "Sorry."

We know what it means and we leave it like that. I knock on the door and Tori's there to answer it and since I'm already in a bad mood just seeing Tori's face makes it worse, epically when she says "Oh hey! You guys made it. I hope you don't mind, Jade, but I invited Beck too."

My jaw is set tight, my green eyes narrow "No, we didn't make it. Cat and I died, we're here to tell you we can't come to your little movie gathering. Sorry for disappointing you." I shove her shoulder with mine as I move into her living room. I hate it. It has that 'trying to be cherry' vibe about it and since the last room I was in was Cat's, it makes it look even more so like that. Plus, there's the guy I'm suppose to marry right on the fucking couch.

He makes this fake surprise face "Jaaaadddddeeeeeeee?" he draws out my name in a horrible fashion "I didn't know you were coming." he stands up wearing slacks and a white tan top that's suppose to fit his muscular form and show off his 'rocking-hard' body. But as far as it concerns me, he's just a douche-bag "Remind me to watch your temper and sarcasm." he walks over to me, attempting to give me a kiss on the lips that I turn my head to make a kiss on the cheek. He doesn't think anything of it and whispers in my ear "Don't worry I like them feisty."

I pull away from him, already getting sick of his presence and sit in the middle of the couch because I know he's going to end up at my side one way or the other so it makes it a bit better that Cat can be on the other "So play the movie." I tell Tori since she's been staring at Beck's ass the whole time.

She stumbles on her words and her feet like the clumpy gazelle she is "Um, uh, oh right, yeah. Getting right t-to that."

As Tori puts the CD in, Beck flings his arm around my neck, pulling me uncomfortably close. Cat sits down next to me but it's further than usual and my thigh and side feels empty without her. Without thinking I look at Beck and growl "Arm off."

Tori and Cat look back, shockingly, at me but Beck takes it in stride, pulls his arm off of me and smirks "Damn, you are a feisty one. I can't wait till our honey moon."

I purposely scoot right up against Cat's warm body, happy I've been success full in getting away from him and closer to Cat; I smirk and loosely put my arm around her shoulders as Tori plays the movie.

CatPOV

I've never met Jade's fiance before. She never talked about him much. I immediately didn't like him which is weird because I usual love everyone at first. I don't think it was Beck himself, but more of the fact Jade is his, not mine. It why I got this icky feeling in my stomach and an aching in my chest, jealously. That's what it was. I was jealous of Beck because he had Jade. He had her and didn't appreciate being able to just kiss her on the cheek like that! I would do anything to kiss Jade on the cheek! Jade's cheek must be really soft, soft and warm. I got lost thinking about it for a second and Jade was sitting on the couch with Beck's arm around her shoulder. I wanted to sit close to Jade but Beck had already done so, so I sat a little further away than I usually did from Jade. It made me feel sad that Jade's warmth wasn't pressed against my thigh or side while Beck had Jade all to himself. It was like someone having a huge lollipop and didn't share with anyone and ate it themselves. But Jade wasn't a lollipop, she was something better. Jade was better than candy, cake, yogurt, ice cream, and red velvet cupcakes combine to form the super special thing called, Jade. But when you think about it, Jade isn't really a sweet person, as in sweet toothed person.

I hear Jade growl next to me and I almost jump "Arm off."

He takes off his arm and smirks "Damn, you are a feisty one. I can't wait till our honey moon." that little comment wants to make me punch him in the face, which is weird because I'm not a violent person, I hate hurting people but Beck just makes me so-

Jade is suddenly next to me with her arm wrapped around my shoulders and all that bad stuff inside my tummy is gone and replaced by the soft glowing Jade always gives me. I can almost see the smile that's spreading across my face and the blood rush to my cheeks. I snuggle into Jade's chest and I see Tori do the same to Beck.

Me and Tori are alike, we like people we can't have. I close my eyes and just imagine it. Imagine, Jade and me being together and Beck and Tori together. We could be the best of friends and we could continue going to Hollywood Arts and become famous. There would just be lazy days where Jade and I could be alone in my room and we could kiss the day away.

I finally looked away from Jade to the screen to see Lily letting her hands walk to Nina. I thought it was such a touching scene. I wish Jade would let her fingers walk to mine. Do you think hands can get married? Because, then I would ask Jade's 'hand' in marriage. Get it? I had to contain my giggle.

Lily started moving her hand onto Nina's thigh at the same time, the arm around my shoulders slid down until she was holding the hand on my thigh. My breath hitched a little and I couldn't tear my eyes away from the screen because I could imagine Jade doing that to me, kissing me, throwing me on the bed, kissing down my neck, taking off her shirt and pants, and then mine, seeing that tattoo on her back that looks like wings...

What? Jade doesn't have that on her back. I realized I was looking at the movie a little too intensely and now the movie was over and I hardly got to enjoy my time in Jade's arms. Man, I hate when I space out like that. Jade slowly untangled us and stood up and stretched out her arms "That was a good movie." Jade looked at the clock, "I have to get Cat-"

She was cut off by something I couldn't hear but then the front door opened and slammed shut. It was Tori and Jade's dads. Tori, concerned, asked "Dad, King Aricous, what's wrong?"

Ari's jaw tightened just like Jade's did in many situations "Jade's wedding must be postponed."

Like it so far? I got this idea after my friend told me about the movie 'Red Riding Hood'. It's not going to be anything like it though, it has a whole different root to it. Be mindful of who's POV it's in. I hope you like it!

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