Chapter 3

Red led Joe back to her house, where the wolf was now banging his entire body against the door to open it. "Stand back," Joe said. He took out another weapon of his, an m16. He aimed it at the wolf and tried to shoot it. However, he misfired, and it only hit the house. The wolf shot an angry look at Joe and started to bolt toward them.

"Nice going, idiot," snapped Red.

"Give me a minute," Joe said, taking out his grenade. He then pulled the pin and tossed the grenade toward the wolf. However, it hit a tree instead, and the tree blew up. The remnants of the tree fell on Red's house and crashed into part of it. Red's mother rushed out. Fortunately, she was okay.

"Now you destroyed my house!" cried Red. "You're a terrible shot."

"Hold on, just let me try one more thing," he said, pulling out his bazooka. But it was too late. The wolf was already too close, and he started to rip Joe apart. "Ah! Red! Get your m60! Quick!"

"…And you call yourself an experienced combatant…" scoffed Red quietly. "More like a wannabe combatant." She then took out her m60 and pelted the wolf repeatedly in his butt. She was much better at aim than Joe was. Red did not once shoot Joe with a bullet. While the wolf collapsed on the ground, Joe took out his switchblade and stabbed the wolf hard in the chest. The wolf groaned, and Joe leapt up. The wolf was weakened, but it still fiercely moved toward Joe and Red. He would not give up. He growled loudly. He still had enough strength to take them out.

Joe was weakened quite severely from being scratched by the wolf. Red, however, could manage to fire another weapon. Joe collapsed on the ground. "Use the bazooka, Red. Trust me."

Red took her bazooka from her back and slowly went farther away from the wolf. When she was a decent distance away, she fired the bazooka at the wolf.

A loud explosion was heard, and blood shot everywhere. Bones also scattered all over the trail as well as internal organs. Joe groaned, afraid that he had been the one shot. However, when he looked up, he saw the remains of the wolf. He smiled. They had defeated the wolf! "Great job, Red," Joe heaved a sigh. "I deem you Little Red Warrior."

"I am Little Red Warrior!" Red declared loudly. She ran home happily to her mother.

"Oh Red, are you okay?" her mother asked.

"I'm just fine," Red said. "In fact, that guy over there said that I'm a warrior!"

Her mother shot an angry look at Joe. "Red, you are not a warrior. Now get rid of those stupid weapons and war paint. There is no reason why a little girl like you should be a warrior." Red dropped her weapons and trudged inside. Red's mother then got a rolling pin and hurried after Joe. He screamed in fright, and despite being in great pain, he jumped and ran for cover. Red's mother bopped him all over with her rolling pin. Joe tried to throw grenades at the woman and use his other weapons, but he was in such pain that he did not accurately aim. He ended up destroying the town along the trail. Finally, Red's mother gave Joe one final bonk on the head, and that knocked out Joe. She then returned to her war ravaged home to fix the house and care for Red and her grandmother. Everyone lived happily ever after…although Joe remained unconscious for quite some time. Also, he did eventually manage to get back to the future where he belonged.

The End