"Who-who are you?" The tremble in her voice made him hate himself all the more for doing this.

"There's no need to be afraid. We mean no harm." The other said lowly, not looking at her still. The greasy one looked at his friend strangely as he came closer to the prey. "If you come with us without a fight, no harm will come to you." He extended his arm in a gentlemanly manner towards Red.

"Oh bullocks!" The vulgar one shouted as he hit the gentleman's arm down. "We do mean harm to you, missy. We want to hurt you as much as you've hurt us!" He grabbed Red by the throat and lifted her into the air as if she weighted nothing but an angels' feather, but he squeezed the air out slowly in a torturous manner. "Do you want me to tell you a secret?" He hissed into her ear as he brought her down to his level, the tips of her toes could barely touch the ground as stars began to float around her vision. "Dying ain't the worst part of life. That's easy, it's the living that's hard and after this," He turned her head to the side to expose the luscious pale skin, and licked it, tasting the sweet flesh that wasn't his to taste. "Ooh, after this it'll be much harder." He chuckled wickedly as he tossed the girl over to wolves awaiting their commands.

"Take her back to the den." He ordered, watching the limp girl be dragged away by her once red cape that was now covered in mud.

"Is this all really necessary? We could just forget it all now, and let her go." Warren asked, holding back the anger that raged inside of him like an inferno of pure hatred towards the man that had touched what was his.

"What's gotten into you, brother? You're beginning to sound as if you actually have feelings for this human." He suavely walked over and rested his arm around his brother's neck. "Remember what this human in particular did to us. All we're doing is getting a little payback that is all."

"I know, Raul," He curled his fingers around his brother's arm as he shoved him off of him. "…but it wasn't her who did what happened to us. It was the huntsman."

Raul scoffed as he began to follow down the path in the forest with Warren close behind. "Yes, the huntsman. We've taken care of that old fart, and the old woman. All that is left is to take care of the girl, and I believe I will personally enjoy this one."

The hole in the pit of his stomach grew blacker with each word that his brother spoke of Red. "Alpha, my brother, I ask you once more, do not do this." Warren asked once they arrived outside the old, abandoned home he had mentioned in his letters.

"We've come too far to stop, she is the last. Relax Warren, how 'bout I give you a turn after me?" He jested towards his brother when a scream erupted from the house. "Oh, sounds like she's ready without me. Best not keep her waiting." Raul grinned mercilessly as he bound up the stairs in front of the home.