Ch. 1- That Fateful Day...

It was a sunny day as a familiar blonde skipped home happily from school. Just wait 'til Granny sees my report card! thought the girl. She'll be so proud o' me!The girl, known as Baby Bonnie Hood, smiled as she reached the front porch of her grandmother's small but cozy house.

"Granny!" Bonnie said cheerfully as she flung her arms around her grandmother and hugged her.

"My, my, Bonnie!" said her grandmother, a bit surprised. "I haven't seen you this happy since that day at the carnival!"

"I'm happy 'cause I got all 'A's on my report card!" exclaimed Bonnie.

"Bonnie!" said her grandma as she hugged Bonnie even tighter. "I'm so proud of you! That's my smart little granddaughter!"

"Well... I'm not that smart..."

"We have a future Nobel Prize-winner here!"Granny Hood beamed proudly.

"Aw..." Bonnie chuckled. "Thanks, Granny!"

"You know what, Bonnie?"

"What? We havin' spinach-battered chicken again?" the girl said a little worriedly.

"No, of course not, silly! This calls for a celebration!" So that night, they went out for Philly Cheese Steaks, and all was right with the world.

The next day, Bonnie woke up at about eight-thirty-five. "Sheesh, I'm glad it's the first day of summer break." she mumbled as she looked at the alarm clock. She stretched lazily, and then slowly crawled out of bed. After bumping into the door a few times, and finally realizing that it was closed and had to be opened, she groggily made her way downstairs to the kitchen.

"Looks like someone isn't fully awake yet..." Granny smiled at her granddaughter. Bonnie mumbled a 'good morning' before plopping down in a seat and pouring some cereal. "Bonnie, I have a surprise for you!" said her grandma, holding out some sort of red fabric.

"Huh?" Bonnie said as she took the cloth from her Granny. "Whazzis?"

"It's a shawl. I made it just for you!"

Bonnie looked at the red shawl she held in her hands. It was delicately knitted from a soft, warm fabric. She could tell that her granny had been up half the night making this. Bonnie smiled, and hugged her grandmother as she softly said, "Thank you."

Later that day, disaster struck. Bonnie had gone to the store to get some things for her grandmother, and while she was gone, someone snuck into the house and killed Granny Hood. When Bonnie got home, things were unusually quiet.

"Granny? Are you here?" Bonnie asked nervously, as she peered 'round the corner into the living room. A gasp flew from her lips, and she dropped the groceries. There, on the living room rug, lay her grandmother, cold and stiff, with her chest ripped open. "GRANNY!" she cried as she rushed to her grandmother's side. "Granny..." she said as her voice got all choked up. "Granny... no... pl-please don't b-be dead..." Tears flowing down her cheeks, Bonnie hugged her dead grandma. She stayed like this for a few seconds, until she heard footsteps outside. She ran to the window just in time to see a (were?)wolf dashing off, soaked in blood from head to toe.

At first, she was speechless. Then, something happened. Something in her mind snapped, and her facial expression changed from grief-stricken to unchained fury. She looked around the room, and saw a shotgun lying in the corner. It was unloaded, so she'd have to find something else or get some ammo. She went into the kitchen, pulled open the knife drawer, and pulled out a rather nasty-looking meat cleaver. Turning the knife over in her hands, a seemingly demonic smirk played across her face, as her eyes narrowed and her face shadowed over. That wolf is gonna pay...

Well, there you have it! The first actual chapter! That wolf is gonna get it now! (and no, to the relief of all J. Talbain fans, the wolf isn't him. But Bonnie doesn't know that, does she?)