The forest was dark at night. This was common knowledge among the villagers, whispered in hushed tones as they recounted tales of the unknown lurking within its depths. It wasn't rare to find people scared of the forest, with how many tales surrounded it. For instance, there were legends of creatures that prowled the shadows with unearthly swiftness, their presence instilling fear in the hearts of those who dared step into the depths of the forest.

Amidst the whispers of folklore that danced through the village, one story that particularly stood out was "Little Red Riding Hood". A young girl named Little Red Riding Hood, sent by her mother to deliver food to her grandma's house. She naively gets tricked by a wolf, and by the time she gets there he eats both her and her grandma. Then, a huntsman comes along and saves the two. In the end, it was a happy ending for the good people of the story, and the villain died.

At least, that was what people believed.

Red's teeth sank into the shiny crimson surface of the apple. He often found himself eavesdropping on the village right outside the forest. It was difficult not to, when such amusing stories were being thrown around. Saying how he was a little girl, an innocent child who managed to escape the grasps of the villain. But they really couldn't be more wrong.

Though, it was nice that his character had all of a sudden become a victim instead of the predator. He didn't have to worry about his reputation being tarnished since the moment he let that huntsman go, demanding him to tell the village folks a funny story about what the huntsman had just seen. Red eating both the wolf and the grandma since he was hungry. He had debated on killing the huntsman, but decided to let him go and spread the story to the villagers. The huntsman misunderstood and thought Red wanted to cover up his horrible crimes, and that was how the story of "Little Red Riding Hood" was created.

Red was confused, of course, but did that matter? It was fun. The townsfolk had misunderstood, and all of a sudden due to the huntsman's made-up story which portrayed him as the victim, Red's reputation changed. But after so much fun, he just couldn't allow the chance of the huntsman ruining it. So once the word of the story had been spread, Red killed the huntsman, dragging his body to the forest to hide any trace of evidence that could potentially ruin the fun.

It had been decades since then, and it seemed the story still continued amongst the village, seeing how nobody suspected that "Little Red Riding Hood" was a man. The predator and not the prey. And most importantly, inhuman. Red was busy hunting down a deer to feed his growling stomach. A maniacal grin spread across his face, stretching from ear to ear as he caught sight of the deer, sprinting after it at a horrifying speed. At that moment, Red's eyes were wide, that crazy grin still on his face. But he paused momentarily as he heard a rustle of the bush nearby, turning his head to look at where the sound had come from.

"Ah. Fuck. I hate nuisances.."

Red mumbled, his initial excitement dissolving into a dark scowl, his features contorting with annoyance. Walking towards the bush, Red was forced to give up the deer as his eyes darkened with each step closer to the bush, looking over it. There was a human. A human who saw him. Red didn't like humans, in fact. He only tolerated them if they came from the village due to the funny stories he had heard. But if a human was in his forest? Well, he couldn't let that be. And he didn't want any witnesses.