"Are you....are you...coming to the tree? Stranger things have happened no stranger would it be....if we met at mid-night..in the hanging tree." The girl's voice carried out the morbid melodic tune- but the song siding scare the girl. No- it made her feel alive. Cold wind blew back the girl's scarlet hood- allowing the moonlight to shine on her face. The girl swore under her breath and quickened her pace through the dense woods. This mission wasn't one he could take her time on. Even the best hunters-like her- knew how the townsfolk would react if they saw a 16 year old girl burying a dead body. She didn't waste any time as soon as she arrived at her destination- -a secluded clearing in the deepest part of the woods. She let the body bag thud to the ground and swiftly pulled out her shovel. For a while the only sound to be heard was the dull this of metal against frozen sort and the song she sang. (A/N- the next lyrics for the song are made up- not the actual lyrics for this song). "Are you...are you... coming to the tree...they murdered many men there who say he murdered three. Are...you...coming...to..the tree? Where all in black.... our bodies swing from the branches of that tree..."
As soon as she finished the verse- she dropped her shovel and lifted the body into the impromptu grave. "Not a happy place....not with all the spirits." She muttered and quickly sped away through the woods away from the bloody scene. Right after the mysterious girl was out of sight- a new girl jumped out of a tree. Her blood red dress swirled in the wind as she knelt down to the grave. "Goodbye Dale....see you on the other side." Bad she said this with a smirk on her face- the only answer was a whisper of the wind curling around the girl's feet and lifting up an object from the ground. She screamed. The wind had brushed aside a patch of damp leaves revealing... (A,/N the next bit is really really gross so skip ahead to the dotted line if you don't want to scar your mind" A bloody severed finger....with a note curled under it. The girl swallowed hard and picked up the note. • • • • • • • • -" • • •
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Dear Evie (A/N her real name is Evangeline but her friends call her Evie). Enclosed in this note are the things you've been searching for on your last mission- I was the potential. Maybe now that I'm in the ground right beneath you my powers won't work but....I'll try. Before you scream and run away I want you to listen to my next words. There was no scream in the woods. I made it all up so that you would be distracted and go hunt the fenris (A/N wolf=fenris). In that way I could go to your cabin and search for the mirror. Love, Dale Farnsworth
P.S: I don't recommend you look up
P.P.S: I'm dead but that doesn't mean my powers died with me
Evie screamed and looked up. And screamed some more. The girl she had been tracking throughout the woods was now dead. Not just a peaceful old age dead.....the type of dead that made the media buzz and him with bloody murder stories. The ground around the girl was stained with blood and her neck had been slot open.....Dale had bled out the girl. She was hanging upside down by her purple swollen feet and her fingers were blood red from tiring to stop her neck from bleeding. But even that wasn't the worst part. No the worst thing was she was Dale's sister. Evie didn't faint, she just turned and walked away from the murder scene. She might be a hunter but this time....the fenris were going hunting. Evie didn't need or want any more....unpleasantries on her hands. Well...especially since she had Dale Farnsworth's girlfriend. But not any more....now...Evie was Little Red Riding Hood....the girl inside of her.
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Not Your Average Fairy Tale
FantasySet in 1913 and 2014 the past and present seem to mirror each-other when a set of murders ensue in small town Little Red,New York. In 1914 Evie Branders was your average 16 year old who wandered and daydreamed in the not so creepy woods....until th...