The Haunted Forest

A whisper urges me to turn my head, nothing. Alone in the Haunted Forest my mind wanders it was just the sound of the wind I ensure myself. It is frigid winter seeps into me through my toes not even my hood can fight its despair. The reason for me trudging in the woods you might ask. I am returning from a stay at my grandmother's house, I could have taken the short cut home, but I decided to go through the forest and see the wildlife. All my life I have never went into the forest; the people in my village are scared of it they say it's the shadows they stare at you. A creak of a fallen oak echoes through the forest, I feel the fear creep in and ignore is warnings.

When out the corner of my eye a boy appeared. I looked closer focusing on the details, the boy was young bout the same age as me, his dark skin shown with wounds and fresh blood, pants was the only thing he was wearing and torn they were, he gasped and fainted. I ran just as he fell, he was cold, almost lifeless. I had no choice but to take him to grandmothers to help him recover.

The smell of something cooking woke me from my slumber. I raised my head first and my body followed each muscle and sinew screaming from pain. The last I could remember I was in wolf form fighting for my life with the alpha. A wicked grin crept onto my face, I won I beat that old wolf. Now I could do as I please no more rules. The realization that I could do as I please stirred the hunger at the bottom of my stomach. The growl lead the girl to approach me she wore a smile of warmth and welcome, "Hungry?" I shook my head I felt that no words were needed at the moment. Moments late the emptiness of the bowl starring back at me I knew hopelessly that mere human food could not sate the hunger inside. My soul knew and begged for human life my morality had died the moment the old alpha did the same.

Doubt waged a war on my mind, "My granddaughter brings home a complete stranger who looks like he has fought a war." She approaches me, "Grandmother I have to leave for supplies, I will be back." I felt unsure; I did not want to be left alone with a stranger. As I finished my last thought the boy stood and spoke, "Finally old maid we are alone I did not want the girl to see your death. Do you know what I am? I am a werewolf and this particular one is hungry and I will take your life to feed my energy." Then as a nightmare he approached, with each step he changed slowly into a wolf. I felt the blood first warm on my hands as his smile spread into a laugh. I couldn't move as his teeth tore into me the life seeping out.

Alone in the woods again my thoughts wonder back to the boy I found in the woods. Somehow he was attractive his dark skin surprisingly warm to the touch, his dark eyes deep with mystery, muscles that would make any girl drool, lips that begged to be kissed, and dark curly hair beautifully tussled. When along the path he stood it scared me and I jumped, he smiled slowly and stepped towards me. It was weird he looked healthy no marks on him completely full of life. When he neared me he stood a breath away, he looked deep into my eyes. I looked into deep into his brown eyes and something inside me stirred and came to life. He kissed me and his desire lit me with temptation.
His hand slid up my thigh around me to my butt giving it a little squeeze and slowly taking off my hood. He laid it on the snowy ground and gently lowered me onto it with him. With every deep kiss he slid a piece of clothing of as he worked his tongue against mine. There on that snow for what seemed forever he pleased me like none had ever. When he was done he grinned wickedly flashing an evil smile. Then he ripped the life from me with ever second I approached death. What kind of monster could do such a thing, meeting all his need from pleasure to hunger he took my life.
Laying on the ground as my life seeped out, what a vision to behold my life force, my energy staining my cloak to appear like a little red riding hood.