Red Hood

Red Hood is a fictional story written by raze

Edited by Elznik of Rumnaheim

[Published by the IPCS on the 6th of Fellnight of the year 631]

Red Hood

Written by Raze

Edited by Elznik of Rumnaheim

There was once a girl that always had with her a red cape and hood, so, reasonably, everyone called her Red Hood.

The girl was strong with greatly crafted weapons, but she was incredibly stupid. She was as dumb as any big town child was, unable to learn about the world outside the stone walls.

The people in the big town told Red Hood that the world was full of mean wolves, bears, and man-eating cats. She was afraid of everything the people in the big town had told her.

So, she trained incredibly hard to be strong enough to kill everything she feared.

Some people told her to learn about things that live in the land outside the walls, but she didn't want to learn. She wanted to kill. Though, Red Hood had to learn that her way, was not the only way.

She went to her old kin's house, carrying meats, and breads, and all sorts of delicious things. A wolf, starved, began to follow the scent of Red hood's basket.

Red Hood promptly panicked, and tried to kill the wolf, however, the wolf managed to avoid Red's initial slash.

The wolf spoke to Red hood, asking her, "Why did you attack me? I didn't do anything."

"Because you're a wolf! You're evil!" Red recited the big town's gospel. "I need to kill you!"

The wolf, confused, replied, "I'm not evil. I didn't do anything at all! It's stupid to kill for no good reason."

"You being evil is good reason enough! You kill sheep, and little cows!"

The wolf laughed. "How else are we supposed to eat, you dumb bitch?:

Red Hood got angry at the wolf, and attempted to attack him again. He was fast, but not faster than Red, not this time. She hurt him, so the wolf fled.

The wolf was mad Red Hood for saying he should die for no reason. She was bad for him and his pack. He worried that she would kill them all.

The wolf stalked her through the forest as he thought about what to do about this problem. She was strong, well armed, and perceptive. He had to be stealthy to get close to her.

There was only one house in this part of the woods, and the wolf reasoned that must be where Red was going. So, the wolf got there first, content to find the place empty.

The wolf found clothes and dressed himself in them, thinking he had fashioned himself a clever disguise. The clothes, however did not fit well. The wolf decided that perhaps it would be smart to hide in bed, covered in sheets.

Finally, Red Hood arrived.

Red entered the dark bedroom, asking the wolf if he was alright. She already believed that he was the owner of the house, and not the evil creature she had met earlier that day.

"I'm alright, just sick."

"Your voice is weird."

"It's because I'm sick, don't you listen?"

Red Hood scooted closer to the bed, dubious.

"Your face is weird."

"So if yours. Don't be a bitch."

Red got closer, and closer. She pointed to the wolf's face.

"You're all hairy."

"I didn't shave." As red pointed at the wolf, he opened his maw, and bit her hand off.

She screamed, and ran out of the house. Though, she was bleeding heavily from her wound, and made an easy trail for the wolf to follow.

She managed to run fast enough, and far enough to get help from her big town.

A guard heard her screams and came to her aid.

"A big, mean, evil wolf is trying to kill me! See, her bit my hand off!" Red Hood waved her stump around.

The guardsman, Sigurd, pulled his sword from its scabbard, and went off to kill the wolf.

The wolf was close behind Red Hood, and was easy to find.

"Is this the wolf that bit you?" Sigurd asked, sword pointed to the beast.

"Yes."

The guard addressed the wolf. "Why did you try to kill little Red hood?"

"She kills wolves."

"Wolves are bad for us."

"No we ain't."

"You attacked Red Hood."

"She attacked me first!"

The wolf tried to convince the guard, but he refused to listen. The guard asked the wolf the same questions, over and over, with new words, though they always had the same answer.

"She attacked me first."

The guard told the wolf he was going to put the wolf in a cage because he bit Red Hood. The wolf, knowing what the cage meant for him, told the guard,

"No, I won't go."

"I'll put your whole pack in a cage then."

"Red Hood is going to bleed to death if we keep arguing."

The guard realized how pale Red Hood had become as blood continued to pour from her stump.

"Oh shit! You're right! I'll help her, then you go turn yourself in."

The wolf took advantage of Sigurd's naivety, and agreed to go to the cage.

"I'll help you." The wolf stepped closer to the both of them.

The guardsman, occupied and lacking brains, let him. As soon as Sigurd put his swords away, the wolf lunged forth, and tore his throat out.

Red Hood tried to fight the wolf, but lacking a hand and most of her blood, she was easy to kill.

The wolf, fattened from their meat, returned home to his pack, telling them the story of Red Hood, and her mistakes. The wolves understood -- man was not evil, just bad for them.