"The better to eat you with, Little Red."
Little Red's eyes widen in pure fear. She knew that voice. She quickly looked around, noticing the imposter was covered in black thick fur. "A-Ace?" She whispered in disbelief.
"Hello Little Red..." He said as he threw her up in the air like a rag doll and caught her in his enormous paw. "I'm glad I'll be having lunch with you today."
Before his words could even register in her mind, she was already screaming at the top of her lungs for her head was heading straight into his mouth.
Her screams ceased rather quickly as he chomped down on her head. The familiar taste of the brain flooded his mouth. "Your brain is better than most. Still young, innocent, and soft. Not tart and tainted by stress and pain." He hummed in happiness. Little Red's body still twitched in his paw as he chewed and savored the best part. When finished, he then opened his mouth again and slipped the rest of her body in, giving it a few good chews before he swallowed her officially. He swiped his tongue over his jaw to clean up his face some before licking his paw of any remaining red liquid.
"You're better than most of my victims, Little Red. I'm glad I waited but didn't wait too long." He commented as he slipped out of the small broken bed and took off the tattered old cape and tossing grandmas glasses somewhere. "I feel much better, thank you for inviting me over and putting me in a better condition than I came here in." He said as he shook off anything else that was on him, both physically and mentally.
Ace glanced around the tiny house as he began heading towards the door, seeing just how clean it was but he looked at the mess he made with grandma and Little Red bodies. "Maybe if your bodies didn't hold so much blood, this could of been avoided." He said as he continued to walk towards the door, taking the very path he had when he came in.
When he reached the door, he squeezed through the entrance to see a perfectly kempt lawn. Beyond that, was the gray tree trunks with bare branches. On the ground were vibrant colored leaves of orange, yellow, and red. He took in the picture before him but as he looked a snowflake passed by his nose and in a matter of seconds, it began to full on snow.
Oh, how happy he was to be alive with a full belly. He took a deep breath in, taking in the chilly air before he exhaled. "Ah- How good it feels to be the bad guy who gets everything he wants." He chuckled as he headed off into the snowy forest
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Little Red Ridinghood
TerrorThis is pretty much the child story, 'Little Red Ridinghood' but......... From the wolfs point of view and there no happy ending, for no one. The story is mine but is based off the children's story itself but one is a more darker, twisted version. P...