The One
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I look around me and he is nowhere in sight. All I see is a red hooded cape, keeping me warm. His words keep replaying in my head, "You will be mine, my little Red Riding Hood. I'll see you soon.", with his evil grin upon his wolf face. .,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,. Jessie lives with five boys. They do everything together. She is one of the boys and no one will ever mess with her. Her parent's Beta, comes and goes. He trains the boys to become her guardians and her to prepare her for what is to come. She is 'the one' and everyone knows it, but she knows there is more than that.
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Now, Red is a story book character, but here is a story that nobody has ever heard of before. Red Ridinghood is a wolf hunter to the third degree. She is twenty five with brown hair. Her eyes as white as ice. This is how werewolves think that she's one of them, but she's not. Red carries around a bow and arrow in her little basket so that she doesn't seem suspicious. Her gran made it for her before she died from a werewolf attack. Red's first werewolf was at the age of fifteen when gran died and she has been killing ever since. But let's just go through the background details. When Red was about five, she got a red hood and a basket. She would always go from her little cottage to Gran's old home by a pathway, that was eroded with weeds and daisies, so that she could deliver her mother's famous home made jam drop biscuits. Now this is a time without any cars so it was about a half an hour's walk. Yes, Red would always hear things in the forest an turn around to see who it was. No one there. So she kept walking. The only thing is that you can never fall for a werewolf. This was going to be hard. Warning: the following chapter may contain corse language, spiritual violence and fantasy drama.

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