Red Riding Hood

Hey guys, thank you for just opening my story. This is my first multi-chapter fanfiction so I hope you like it. It is based on the film Red Riding Hood (which is one of my favourite films). I've had this idea for ages and only just got round to writing it. Also my laptop broke and i have only just worked out how to upload stories on my iPod. I hope you enjoy it! Please review and say whether you think I should carry on with it.

-Hannah

Disclaimer- I don't own the characters or the plot

Chapter 1

In the midst of the mountains, by lakes and rivers that go on for as far as the eye can see, there was a town. It was so far away from where you or I live. It was in the middle of two mountains, Mount Gallagher and Mount Blackthorne. I don't suppose you've heard of it, I hadn't either until my grandmother told me stories about it. She is Cammie Morgan. You probably haven't heard of her either.

Anyway, I've gone off subject. The town was called Roseville, population 203. Everyone who lived there knew each other. They all lived in wooden houses- built by the woodcutters -, which all looked the same. There was a pub for the adults and a little playground for the children. In the centre of the town was a large clearing used for parties and celebrations. At the other end of the clearing was the church, looked after by Father Mosckowitz. It wasn't a big church, but with enough room to fit everyone in.

On the outskirts of Roseville was the farms, which had all the livestock in. It was also where they grew the corn and vegetables. It wasn't much, but it was enough to get by on.

Now onto more interesting matters. When my grandmother was living there, the town was plagued by a wolf. It wasn' just any old ordinary grey wolf, it was a werewolf. It was big and black with huge yellow eyes. This wolf had been haunting the village for almost 50 years. The people of Roseville and the wolf had an agreement of sorts: if they left out their best livestock each full moon (when the came out of hiding), the wolf would leave them in peace. The mayor (yes, all towns, even very small ones like Roseville, needed a mayor) Edward Townsend, wasn't very happy about this but it was the best he could do for his people, as all the men he'd sent to hunt it hadn't returned.

When Cammie was little she played out in the woods, eventhough her mum told her not to. Her mum (Rachel Morgan said: "Go to the river, collect water and come straight home; not talking to strangers." Cammie tried to do what she said. She always ended up playimg with Zach Goode, a boy from town. They always ended up going into the woods and causing mischief.

One time they made a trap for a bunny rabbit. They were hiding in the woods, laying in the grass, waiting for a rabbit to come along. The trap was made up of twigs and string in the shape of a box.

When a rabbit eventually came along, Zach pulled the string and the rabbit was trapped! They crawled towards it and Cammie lifted the box off and took the rabbit out.

"Give me the rabbit Cammie," Zach said reaching out for it.

"Here you go." Cammie handed the rabbit over to Zach. Zach held a knife up to the rabbits throat. He was about to kill it but he hesitated right at the last second.

"Kill it Zach."

"I can't."

"Oh give it here," Cammie held the rabbit close to her and slit the throat quickly, killing the rabbit.

They never spoke of the incident again.

A few years later Cammie's dad died from a wolf attack. Mathew Morgan was walking out late at night, a wolf night no less, and the inevitable happened. The wolf killed him in one clean bite. The reason he was out on a wolf night is shall be left for another time.

Cammie was left heart broken after that. She wouldn't sleep, wouldn't eat and wouldn't talk to anyone, only Zach. Those two were becoming closer and closer by the day. Zach's mum could see it and saw the love between them grow. Zach and Cammie were oblivious to it though and thought they were just friends and that the other would never see them the same way.

Cammie's mum however did not like Cammie spending so much time with Zach. Rachel thought Zach was a bad influence, which, in all honesty, was kind of true. She wanted Cammie to be out playing with her friends who were girls and getting ready for the outside world. Though however hard she tried, Rachel just couldn't separate them.

Zach thought Cammie was the most beautiful girl in the world. Some people just thought she was plain and boring bit even at his young age of 12 he could tell she was much, much more. Her eyes were the brightest of blues and her hair was an amazing brown colour. Aside from her looks, Zach thought she was kind, funny and smart all put into one. He just loved being with her and making her laugh because the sound of her laughter was the sound that brought him joy each and every day.

Cammie thought Zach was the best thing that happened to her. She loved his looks. His hair that was messy in all the right places, and just the right shade of brown. Bit it was his eyes that stood out the most to her. They were the colour of green emeralds that glinted in the sun. Cammie also liked his strong muscles. Apart from his looks, Cammie liked Zach's personality. He was charming and if you looked past his sarcastic comments and smirk, an amazing sense of humour. Even though Cammie was just 11 she knew that she would never love another.

Six years on and they hadn't fallen out of love for each other, though they still hadn't realised that the other loved them. This is the point at which another travesty happened; one that I am willing to share with you in full. If you listen up. It may take a while for me to explain but if you take the time to listen, I will take the time to tell you.

Thank you for reading, if you actually got down to the end. So please review and tell me if you liked it and want me to continue. Also if there are any improvements that you would like me make to my writing.

Thank You

-Hannah :)