Belly of the Beast (The truth of Red Riding Hood)

If the truth were to have consequences, then the results of the story were to change. Based on the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood," this follows the wolf's perspective before he met his demise from the woodsman. Characters/ story belong to their owner, who is a mystery, but the story here is created by me.

Part 1: It's not so bad...
(Song: Stan by Eminem ft. Dido Armstrong)

Munch, munch...

It's nothing bad about being a wolf, killing everything under your radar, even having a few kids and a girlfriend who is a complete gal to have can be tiresome, without some meat to hunt. Yes, I'm a wolf, or Canis Lupis, and basically, the most blood and gut-ridden of my kind, and dang, I LOVE IT! Anyway, I tell my girlfriend I'll just be over at the woods, maybe kill a chicken or cow, if that jerk of a farmer has any. "Ok, dear," she says, under her "persuasive" tone, "just make sure you and I would be alive when the kids are asleep." When I scouted the local woods, or my "job," as I tell the kids, since I would take it a bit too sadistic for my destroyed conciousness, So, out into the woods I go...

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

I hunted and brutally killed about 8 chickens and a few calfs (I do this, trust me), and that's when I found this girl in red, strolling from her ill grandmother's house to the woods. That's when it hit me: I know what I must do. "Hey, kiddo," as I stalked in a creepy manner, "what'cha doing in this section of the woods?" "Oh, just to head to the doctor's," she said, in a weak-mannered voice, "so, what are you up to, mr... uh..." "Canis," I said, in a very still lie, "just Canis." She strolled to the doctor's I began to make my move to her ill grandmother's. As I creeped in, the old lady said, "Anna (That was Red's name, no doubt), is that you?" Luckily, the lady was blind, so, I made my move and ate her to bits, with blood rushing everywhere! GAH, HAHAHAHAH!

Part 2: Hello, darkness, my old friend...
(Song: Sound of Silence by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel)

I made my move inside the lady's sheets, as Anna decided to head back to the cottage. "Grandma," she asked for her presence, "where are you? And why are there... red water on the floor." ALL THE BETTER TO EAT YOU WITH.  "Hello, Anna," I said in my most killer-esque voice, and then slaughtered her as if she were on of my victims. "Ah, what a beautiful day," I said while I ate her arm, but before I went out of the door, there he is. A mounting giant, around 6 ft. 7 in., weilding to what I believe an axe. I growled at him, and then he witnessed the blood and calamity; THE FREAKING BLOOD AND CALAMITY AROUND THE EXTERIOR OF THE COTTAGE!!!

"Die, you monster," he said in a thundering voice, while placing a small tissue on my snout, while I slept. After that, I realized I won, and decided to go grab a drink from the river before telling my girlfriend my day at "work." Before then, the weight I contained was too much, and putted me to my watery grave of shallow water. Placing me to the below of doom.

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