"We're almost there," I smiled.

"Really? Cause it seems like we're in the middle of no where." he said sarcastically.

"Don't worry. It's just beyond those--" I was stopped by a stench I had smelled so many times. Werewolves. Damn.

"Stay here," I ordered, my voice serious. He caught on and was a good little boy and stayed there.

I ran quickly to my house and caught a glimpse of red hair.

I ran around the house and slammed myself into the nasty foul smelling creature. Then, I looked into her eyes. They glimmered with terror as tears streamed down. She was scared and I knew she wasn't old or a threat. I loosened my grip.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Crimson." was all she said.

The End

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