the-insanity-of-mojiru said: You should write an AU where Rath is Little Red Riding Hood and he beheads the wolf at the end. OuO (No you don't have to it's just something I randomly thought of...)
(Lol, no I like this.)
Rath slammed the door to the cabin open, red cape fluttering in the breeze.
"Grandma! I’ve brought you a basket of food! I ate half of it, though. I hope you don’t mind, I got hungry on the way here…"
"Oh no, my dear boy," the old woman said, oddly hairy for an elderly woman. "I’m sure you’ve brought me a feast.”
In fact, the longer Rath looked, the more that he noticed about “Grandma” that just didn’t seem quite right. (She wasn’t even his grandmother, anyway. He just came here as a favor, since he heard there were demons in the forest.)
"Hey… Have your ears always been that big?" he asked suspiciously.
The large, wolf-like ears in question twitched noticeably. “Oh, these? Why, yes, all the better to hear you by.”
"You’ve got pretty big eyes, too," Rath said with arms crossed.
"All the better to see you with, my boy."
"Not to mention… those are some pretty sharp teeth."
"Grandma" could no longer contain herself. She lept from the bed towards Rath, revealing her true form. "All the better to eat you with!" the demon snarled.
"I knew it!" Rath lept up excitedly, a gleam in his eye that gave the demon pause. He pulled a sword from the folds of his cape, leaping forward to slash at the wolf.
"Wait… who are you?!" The demon cried, unprepared for the onslaught of attacks she was currently faced with.
"I’m a demon-slayer!" Rath proclaimed. "Who were you expecting?!"
Without waiting for an answer, Rath lunged forward and with a swipe of his sword, sent the demon’s head flying. It perished with a whimper and a gargle.
Rath wiped the blood from his sword casually and looked down at the mess around him. Then he eyed the picnic basket, still half full. He gave a shrug and pulled out one of the pastries, munching as he headed back into town. Grandma wasn’t going to be eating them anyway.