We hope you enjoy one of the Fractured Fairy Tales written by homeschoolers! Here's a dark reimagining of Little Red Riding Hood!
by Meredith DeLong
“Where in the forest does he live?”
“In a place hidden so deep in the forest, only himself and I can find it.”
“Take me there,” he pleaded. “I must bring the bounty home to my family; it has been much too long since we ate a decent meal."
“As you wish,” Scarlet replied, before adding, “but you stand no chance.”
Deep into the forest they went, the trees growing thicker and thicker, the light growing darker and darker. For over a half hour they were walking until the nervous hunter broke the silence: “Miss Scarlet, I - have we been going in circles? Are you sure you are aware of where we’re going?”
The cloaked girl rolled her eyes impatiently. “Yes, of course I do. We’re nearly there.”
Sure enough, a few more sharp turns later, they arrived to a mass of dark fur. “Oh, Shademonster! I’ve brought you another visitor. I think he’d like to say something to you.” A fuzzy head rose to look at the girl, then the man.
“Scarrrlet,” he huffed in a deep voice, shifting so he could better look at the two humans. The hunter took a step back. “You must stop brrringing these pests to me - or rrrather, they should learrrn theirrr mannerrrs. Looking scarrred stiff of me is rrrude.”
She sighed. “I know. But I ensured he does know where your house is.”
“Beast,” the hunter finally spoke up, a quiver in his voice. “You killed my brother, and I have come to slay you!”
“I would think not,” the creature said, grinning, though he did not move a muscle.
Scarlet swung her ax up to the hunter’s neck, and he fell to the ground in a heap. “Bon appetit. I expect there will be more tomorrow.” And the small girl, in her bright red cape, set off to her village to tell the tragic story of how the hunter was killed by the monster.