Chapter 2
It was useless to run away but she decided she had no choice. "Red stop, you need to go back you can't run away," Someone said behind her she stopped, she had forgot that she had Wolf firmly grasped by the hand.
"Well, I can't face my mother now. They all suspect that I killed them both," She sobbed, as she turned round to face him. Wolf looked at her with his big auburn eyes.
"Red come stay with me until you feel your ready to go back," Red nodded as Wolf turned, "Follow me, I have a small cabin near here. You coming?" Red nodded and followed closely pulling up her hood and brushed her fringe to the side.
They soon arrived at a small cabin just as Wolf had said. "Here we are, the place I kinda call home," He turned round to see the sad look red still had on her face as her hood cast a shadow over her eyes. He turned round and opened the door, Red followed him inside. It was all ready late and was becoming dark out. Wolf set out to make up a bed for Red as she sat in front of a fire. She sat just staring into the flames silently. "Um, Red your bed is ready," Wolf muttered as he pointed to her bed. Red got up and Wolf noticed the normal shine that she had in her eyes were gone, they were now dull and tiered looking. She got into bed still with her cloak on but Wolf said nothing as he new it would have something do with shock. They both went to sleep without saying another word.
Red never actually went to sleep, she lay waiting for the sign that Wolf was asleep. He started to breath slow and steady. He was asleep. Red got up and went over to Wolf. "Sorry, you wouldn't understand. Bye Wolf," She bent down and gave him a kiss on the forehead and left. Wolf woke up to find Red gone. He got up checked every were but she was gone. Far gone.
5 YEARS LATER
"Psst... Bartender do you know where I can hire um someone who can hire out a..." The man whispered to the bartender, "Hit."
"You need Hood," He said while putting down a whisky glass. He poured a small amount of whisky into the glass and handed it to the man.
"Where do I find him?"
"At the Park Midnight," He said as the man downed the whisky. He nodded, paid the bill and left.
The man arrived at the park. At midnight but he saw no assassin. "Um... Hood I need to have a business talk with you Man to Man!" he shouted as he stood in the middle of the park opposite the big old Oak tree.
"Well then we just might have a problem," a muffled voice said from the tree. The tree rustled and down jumped some one. They were wearing big well-worn brown boots and a Ripped and torn red cloaked. A black cotton scarf covered the nose and mouth and the hood covered any hair so that all that was visible were the eyes. Then they removed the scarf and hood revealing long slightly curly blonde hair and the face of a young woman. "Your a girl!"
"I prefer young woman as I am twenty, now what or who do you need me to how shall we put it..." She paused to have a think, "assassinate." She then smiled at her word choice and then glanced back at the client.
"There has been a guy stealing sheep and killing the farmers if they try to stop him, you need to get rid of him!" He shouted making the assassin flinch, "So Hood are you up to the job?"
"Yes but don't call me by that nick name, you'll know when its done and I'll also decide how much it will cost." Then she put up the hood and fled into the shadows. The man was left standing in the park.
'That stupid nickname again just because I don't tell anyone that my name is Red,' She thought as she sat watching the only farm that hadn't been hit by this sheep stealing murderer. She hated people like this but especially like the woodcutter who killed her gran. Suddenly a bush in the distance rustled and out came a tall figure wearing a long coat that went down to the figures knees. The hood was up so she couldn't see the face but the figure was stumbling and swaying. He was Drunk. Red jumped down from the tree she was in and circle the figure so she was behind him. Dislodging a knife from her sleeve it dropped into the hand. She ran up behind him, grabbed one shoulder and place the knife in front of the figures throat. "Games over," She whispered and spun him round so she could kill him but his hood fell down to reveal the face.
"W-Wolf...," she hesitated as she let go of his shoulder place the knife in one of her many pockets.
"Red. RED! Its you, I thought I would never see you again. You just disappeared that night, why?" Wolf said, he wasn't drunk he was just very tired, his hair was longer and darker than last time she saw him. She couldn't believe it was him so she ran. Ran like she did on that night tears in her eyes and not looking back. She ran all they way back to her small flat.
