A/N : I'm sure you have all heard the story of red riding hood but this would be a twisted tail of romance. A one shot that I have created because I really liked the song "The wolf fell in love with red riding hood. After all the fairy tale just told us what generally happened, Not the point of view. It's a bittersweet story because that's how life is bittersweet. Our fate…it's terrible isn't it.

Red was a young girl that lived in a village. It was a dark village, full of fear and despair. Villagers were disappearing every day because of the demons and they lived constantly in fear because there were only a few. The house was about as empty as a ghost town. Apart from Reds family only a few other families lived in the village. The village was deep in the woods so no help or visitors ever arrived because the demons would get to them first.

"If we ever disappear," Reds mother once said "Go to your grandmother's house. It's where you will be most secure but beware of the demons, and keep watch of wolves, I hear there isn't any left but you can never be too careful."

In this village education was not enforced, just the basics of learning and math since they weren't expected to live long. Red hoped that day would never ever come. Her grandmother lived outside of the village, a few miles away.

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"Red!" cried out her mother from downstairs. "Red wake up!"

She stirred awake, yawning as she placed her hand over her eyes to shield them from the bright sunlight. "Uggh." She rolled over, hugging her pillow. "Mnmm." The birds were chirping cheerfully at the nice sunny day.

"Red! Get up now!" yelled her mother again

She sighed and slowly got up, putting on her favorite Red riding hood. It was a present from her grandmother that she had grown to love. She always wore it.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" She stumbled to put on her stockings and scurried downstairs.

"Yes mother?"

Her mother smiled at her gently, her eyes edged with exhaustion and fear but even so she still maintained her composure. She smiled and hand Red a basket. Red took the basket and took in a whiff at the warm baked muffins.

"I've made your grandmother her favorite muffins. Could you please go and take them to her?"

Red frankly was scared of the path to her grandmother's house but it was her duty to do as her mother wished.

Red smiled and nodded, trying not worry her mother. "Yes mother I'll take them to her right away." Her mother nodded. "It's best that you memorize the path."

"Yes mother." Chirped Red riding hood. She adjusted her hood and walked toward the door, she grabbed the handle hesitantly and turned to look at her mother one last time. "Mother." Her voice wavered.

Her mother simply smiled and asked "Yes?"

Red looked at her mother carefully. Her family has lived for centuries in this village. It's always been a fight between the demons and the villagers. Her mothers neck had a large scar, from an old wound that a demon fox gave her, long ago. She noted how tired her mother seemed, but she still kept perfect composure.

Red smiled. –I won't worry you mother. I won't tell you that I'm scared of the forest.- "Dad said that Grandma would like some apples too."

Her mother gasped. "Oh silly me for forgetting. You're right." She scurried to the kitchen and returned holding some apples in her arms. She carefully put them into the basket.

"Now hurry along Red, before they get cold." She ushered Red out of the house. Red started walking toward the forest. Her mother was waving. "Be careful out there Red! And hurry home before dark!"

"Yes mom." Replied Red as she entered the forest. She treaded along the path quietly, always looking around. Frankly she didn't like forests at all; it's where people or monsters could hide anywhere.

*crack*

She whipped around quickly toward where she heard the branch crack, feeling a bit paranoid.

"Who's there?" She quickly picked up a branch and held it menacingly. "I-I warn you, I'm armed."

From behind the trees, a demon with wolf ears, tail and a human form watched Red curiously.

-What is she doing?- he wondered as he watched her look around alert and worried. His tail swished quietly and slowly, back and forth. His eyes looked at hers, they were brown and were filled with fear. She had a petite form and didn't seem to have any scars; like most of the surviving villagers had. She seemed pretty weak and vulnerable.

She took some steps back and tripped on a branch.

"Agh!" she landed with a thud against a tree. The branch she had in her hand slipped out.

"I swear." She said frustrated as she stood up and fixed herself. She looked around cautiously as she picked up her basket. Her eyes caught sight of the tail swishing. She looked at the shadow of some sort of boy with ears.

-Is that a wolf tail?- she looked up at the towards the ears and her eyes widened. It was a boy that seemed to look around her age and had a sort of dark black or blue hair. His eyes were gray. He was looking at her chuckling to himself. Red face was flushed.

-He just saw me clumsily fall.- Her eyes fell back to his tail swishing back and forth. –He's a demon!- She quickly walked back to the path.

-Did she see me?- he followed her still feeling curious about her. He hid behind the trees.

"S-stay away!" she cried as she began running away. –Why is he following me?! Is he going to eat me?!-

She heard footsteps chasing after her. "P-please! Go away!"

A hand then jerked her back.

"!" Red looked scared and alarmed at the person who grabbed her. "STOP! I DON'T TASTE GOOD!"

She flung her basket at him, landing a good wack on him.

"Ouch!"

-that voice…- she looked up. There was Slice, the woods cutter. Most young men that managed to survive to live to their teens were woods cut men

"Slice…" she said still feeling frightened. Her eyes met his. They talked to each other now and then and grew up together.

"Red what're you talking about?" he looked at her slightly amused "That hurt. I saw you and I just wanted to greet you."

"N-nothing! I just thought there was something out there." Out of the corner of her eye she searched around for the wolf. –Is he still following me?-

"Is something wrong Red? You seem pale." He looked at her worriedly as he placed his hand on hers. "And you're ice cold. What're you doing out here anyways?"

The Wolf observed Slice. Slice seemed to be about Reds age and seemed to be very close to her. He had brown hair and although he was smiling his eyes that were blue, seemed cold. The Wolf watched his expression as it turned colder even thought he was stroking her cheek.

-I want to feel her skin.- the Wolf thought, feeling a bit jealous. Red turned away, pulling her hood to cover her face.

"I'm on my way to my grandmothers and you?"

Slice smiled. "I've been gathering wood but that's just an excuse so I could come see you."

Reds eyes sparkled in embarrassment. "S-slice!" She looked away. "I-I have to go." He was always making those kind of jokes but they always got to her.

The Wolf examined Reds blushing face, it was so adorable and innocent. Red felt the wolves gaze and blushed even more. She turned away so the wolf wouldn't be able to see her expression. Slice noticed her uneasiness and glanced in the direction she seemed embarrassed about.

-There's nothing there.- He looked back at her, she still seemed embarrassed.

-Maybe she's gona crazy and is imagining guys or something.-

-I think he's watching.- She moved away from Slice and quickly ran off toward her grandmother's house. "I'll see you when I return!" she waved at Slice and ran.

-I want to go home as soon as possible.- and so she hurried off.

Slice smiled and waved, but once she was out of sight he laughed and headed back to the village with his ax on his shoulder. "Silly girl. I should have taken you here and now when I had the chance, if not now I'll take you soon. Not many young cute girls are here to take as wives. I'll take her and forced her to bear my children and take many more wives. We're childhood friends after all and she doesn't have many experiences with guys so—"

The Wolf growled and Sliced looked around cautiously. –What was that?- he wondered

"R-red?" Slice called out, wondering if it was maybe Red that was out there. The Wolf growled even louder. Slice dashed in the direction of the village.

-No wonder most demons complain that humans are really the monsters. I wonder if she's also a monster.- and so he followed her