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Chapter One: Red Riding Hood

He continued on running. That was all he could do right now, run. He knew that if he ever slowed down they will catch him. His legs were burning and aching as he has been running for miles but the sound of twigs snapping and a dog barking from behind him was enough to fuel him to keep on going. He leaped over an old log and a bear trap snatch on to his leg when his feet touch it. He screamed and cried from the pain as the metal mouth pierces his flesh and bone. The sound of leaves crunching and the barking were getting closers so he tried to pull the mouth of the trap open. Then the sound of chains that were dragging from the ground caught his ear. He looked down at the end of the bear trap and saw the chain attach to it. It was well hidden under the leaves and they started to fly up as the chain was being pulled. He tried pulling the trap open again but it was too late. The trapped was pulled; dragging him with it. He screamed to the top of his lungs but no one would hear him. When he stopped he turned on his back and noticed a hooded figure standing next to him with an all-black German Shephard that was growling at him.

"What do you want, man?!" He cried "What do you want?!"

The hooded figure kept silent and slowly took out a hand hook. Without a word the figure quickly plunged the hook in his mouth and hit deep inside his brain. He twitched for a few minutes before dying and then the killer dragged him back to where the man had ran from; placing him in the back of the guy's own jeep. The drive didn't take long as the killer stopped at a barn. The killer had opened the barn doors before taking a trolley out and placed the body on it. When the body was secured the killer pushed him inside and started on their work.

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Cool breeze of autumn ending was known in the air of Baltimore, Maryland. The sun rays shine through the colors of the leaves that were in trees and the ones that fallen. They were neatly on the ground till a school bus passed through them. The bus had a group of teens, two teachers and four parent chaperones. Loud music blared out of the windows of the bus as it sped down the road.

Inside the bus was a class of high school seniors from the art class were on a field trip to The Walters Art museum. The two teachers and four parent chaperones were sitting at the front from behind the bus driver, Mario; mingling with each other. The students were talking loudly, laughing or singing to the music that was playing. All the students were excited to leave school.

One student was listening to her own music from her phone as she was reading a book. She has long black hair that was in a French Braid, light tan skin and maroon amber eyes. The said girl was reading the "The Most Dangerous Game" which was one of her favorites. She was listening to "The Howling" by Within Temptation. She rarely gets to listen to this kind of music since her father prefers to listen to classical orchestra or opera.

"Mischa, hey, Mischa."

Mischa looked up from her book when someone nudged her shoulder. It was her friend Kat who was sitting in the seat in front of her. She pressed the music button on paused before pulled her earphones out of her ears.

"Yes, what is it Kat?" She asked

"We're almost there." Kat said

"Okay." Mischa nodded

She marked her book with a book mark before closing it and placed it back in her book bag. Her other friend Amy that was sitting next to her followed her lead as she turned off her Ipod and placed it in her backpack. She looked up and let out an annoying sigh before looking at Mischa.

"Marc is looking this way again." She said rolling her eyes.

Mischa rolled her eyes too but didn't look his way as she knew it was what he wanted. Marc Goyal was 18, has tan skin, smooth black hair and dark blue eyes. He's pretty must the most popular guy in school and the girls loved him; wanted to date him. He's had a crush on Mischa since the six graded but she never liked him because of his reputation with the girls. Right now, he was dating Britney Collen who is also known as the class whore at school. She pretty much slept with the whole football team before dating him. Even though they were dating she still flirts with other guys and he cheats on her with other girls. They just seem to be perfect for each other.

"I don't know why he can't take a hint." Mischa mumbled

A few minutes later the bus came to a stop at a small park that was across the street of the museum. Seeing that they finally stop the students grabbed their stuff and hurried off the bus. Mr. Evens, one of the art teachers, was the first to get off as he checked everyone off their list. When Mischa, Kat and Amy got off the bus they walked over to a bench and waited for the trip to start. Mischa placed her earphones on again as she took out her sketch book and started drawing. Her favorite song "What have you done now" was playing and she started singing along with it. Luckily she didn't get lost into the music like she normally does and noticed that someone was watching her. They came closer and stopped right next to her. When the music ended she looked up and saw that it was a man in his early 30's and was handsome. She gave him a small smile as she unplugged her earphones.

"Beautiful." He whispered

She raised a brow at me and he gave her a friendly smile.

"Your singing, it was beautiful." He said

"Oh, thank you." She said

Before he could anything else to her one of the teachers called the students and told them that it was time to head to the museum. She placed her sketch book and pencil back in her book back before getting up from the bench with her friends.

"Well…have a good day." She said with a friendly smile

He bowed his head in respect which surprised her a little and she left.

"Who was the hottie you were talking to?" Amy asked when they were far away from the guy.

"I have no idea." Mischa shrugged

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His POV…

It's been a couple of months since I had lost Betty and let Emma go. I had hoped that Emma would come back to me and finally see that we had something special. But at last she has not. I was thinking of going back for her, but why should I? Not only has she denied that we had something special, denying me and what I was; she had tried to kill me twice after I saved her life.

So I have been traveling from town to town, trying to find someone new for me. There were a few women that were attractive but they lacked that certain bite that I wanted. Right now I was in Baltimore, Maryland for family business. I was walking down in a small park like area that was near an art museum. I noticed a few high school kids were around and I knew since it was a week day that it must be field trip. A few attractive teen girls looked my way with lust in their eyes and I just smirked as I walked on. They were too easy prey; it wouldn't be fun.

"Would you mind if I hurt you? Understand that I need to. Wish that I had other choices. Than to harm the one I love…"

That voice; so beautiful. I looked around trying to find the being that belonged to that to that angelic voice.

"I know I'd better stop trying. You know that there's no denying. I won't show mercy on you now. I know I should stop believing. I know that there's no retrieving. It's over now…what have you done?"

I found the angel that belonged to the voice and I felt that my heart was beating faster than ever before. Sitting on a bench was a raven hair beauty that was in a French braid. She wore a red sweater dress with black leggings and black leather boots. She was listening to music from her phone as she was drawling something in a sketch pad. She was so beautiful. Could she be a siren, cause myself getting lost to her. Her beauty and voice were pulling me right towards her. But her outfit reminds me of little red riding hood. Which it suited her better since I'm liked the big bad wolf in this story.

"I…I've been waiting for someone like you…but now you are slipping away… Why? Why does fate make us suffer? There is a curse between us…between me and you…Would you mind if I killed you…Would you mind if I tried to…cause you have…turned into my worst enemy. You carry hate that I don't feel…It's over now…what have you done?"

She looked to be 17 or 18. God I hope she's 18. Had light tan skin, was about 5'7ft and was slender but looked like she was built a little. I wish I could see what her eyes looked like.

"I…I've been waiting for someone like you…but now you are slipping away… Why? Why does fate make us suffer? There is a curse between us…between me and you…What have you done? I will not fall… Won't let it go…We will be free…When it ends… I…I've been waiting for someone like you…but now you are slipping away… Why? Why does fate make us suffer? There is a curse between us…between me and you I…I've been waiting for someone like you…but now you are slipping away… Why? Why does fate make us suffer? There is a curse between us…between me and you."

When she had stop singing I found myself standing next to her. I don't even know when I started moving towards her. She must have sensed me as she looked up at me from her drawing. Her eyes were amber but with a hint maroon in them. They were beautiful just like everything else about her. She gave me a small smile and unplugged one of the earplugs.

"Beautiful." I whispered without knowing

She raised a brow at me and I gave her a friendly smile.

"Your singing, it was beautiful." I said

"Oh, thank you." She said

Before I could talk to her one of the teachers had called the students and told them to head to the museum. She placed her sketch book and pencil back in her book bag before getting up from the bench.

"Well…have a good day." She said with a friendly smile

I bowed my head in respect and watch her as she left with two other girls. I felt my heart racing and my palms were sweating. What was going on? I never felt like this before. Not even for Emma. Was this love? Is this what loves feels like? No, it can't be can it? All I know is that I want her.

Wanting to be near her more I waited for a while till entering the museum. As always I stayed far from her and her group but enough to watch her every move. It seems that my little red was interested in art especially the paintings and sculptures from ancient Greek and Rome. I just love seeing the spark in her eyes as she takes in the work of art. I wonder if she'll have the same spark when she sees the work in my kills.

Four hours later have passed and it was almost time for the students to head back to school. They were heading to an area where the museum was showing off a new master piece. My little red made sure to be in the first row to see it with her friends. I couldn't help but smile at her curiosity. The man tore down the sheet to revile the new art work and what they showed took even me by surprise. Their gasp in horror and screams filled the room. Standing where the art was supposed to be was a dead man's body that had a bulls head and the legs of a bull sew the body and a pose where it was pierced with seven spears from the back. The dead man's stomach was sliced opened and his guts were out and had three human skulls inside the stomach and four around the guts.

Like I said, I was surprise by this and blended well with crowd. I looked at my little red and she had the look of surprise and shock on her face too but there was something else. The spark in her eyes; it was still there. She was at awe with the kill. Oh my love, you are becoming more and more interesting.