The Red Cape...A short story

This is a story of the girl in the red cape. It has many massages. You could learn many things, but my main goal is to keep this girl from being forgotten.

Like so many others were. The story has two main charters: Sairra, and Rizen. Please, understand their roles, and don't let them be forgotten. Swear to keep this story.

Created by: Elacie
  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. A long thin red thread, stitched into the edge, of a long red cape. Black ink, tipping the edges, spinning down the length. Dipped in rose water, so as to smell sweet, the red thread, was the finishing touch to the red cape. Finally, after so many months, it was ready. Perfect. A note passed through many palms, held tight in cleanched fist, as to not be seen. The announcement reaches the wearer, and the job is complete.
  2. "The wearer of the red cape has returned." Sairra smirked, having heard these words all day. The wearer of the red cape-a young girl, long ago possessed by demons. And then every night, she was said to kill a young child, leaving a square of red cloth on their unmoving chest. Yes, stupid. The wearer of the red cape has indeed returned. And in her game of tag, I'm it. These thoughts ran through her head as she walked on.
  3. Across town, a young boy sat playing cards with his friends. Small talk passed around the group as the game played out. He picked up a card, smirking. "Not your lucky day fellas'. Sorry." He layed down a hand of three queens, and two kings. "Rizen!" Crys passed around the table, of how this was impossible. He leaned back in his chair, smiling. "Pay up boys." Then one of the other men stood up, and grabbed Rizen by the feet, slinging him over his shoulder. "Drown him in the pond! No one likes a cheater!" He struggled to get away, all the while yelling that he was in no way a cheater. But even as he spoke, cards fell from his sleeves.
  4. Sairra sat at the edge of a pond, wearing a red cape, sitting under a Oak, stripping a rose of its petals, and humming. The hood was up, to bloke the sun from her pale skin, and blood red eyes. A group of boys approached the other side of the pond. She stood, the tail of her cloak making a river of red behind her. She hid behind the tree, waiting, and watching.
  5. Rizen tried in vain to get away. But it was one to three, and the odds were not in his favor. "Hey look! I'll pay you all back! Look, boys, it was just a game!" His black hair was covered in sweat, and his blue eyes were filled with worry. One of the men laughed, grabbing his head in his hands, and pushing it under the water. The next few minutes? Were filled with Rizen gasping for air, sputtering, and choking on water. But then the world collapsed into darkness.
  6. Sairra waited intill the boys left. Then she creeped around the tree, keeping her back pressed to it. The tail of the cape wrapped around the trees base like the blanket of a Christmas tree. Sairra scanned the lakes edge, her red eyes flashing over the unmoving body of Rizen. He was dead. And she knew it. Turning, she climbed the tree, sitting in the highest branch, watching as night fell over the town. Then she crept down, making her way to the body, the capes tail, streaming out behind her.
  7. Rizen was well awear if the cold air, but he felt no need to move. A figure in a hood appeared over him, and the only thing he could make out, were blood red eyes, peering down at him. Suddenly, a name struck him, and he screamed in fear. "Your t-the girl in the red cape!" The girl laughed, shaking her head, her eyes sparking fire. "Or so I've been told." Her voice was far from he had imagined it to be. He had been told stories of how it was a deep, meanacing growl, well it sounded smooth, and gentle, like music.
  8. Sairra smiled down at him, showing off her fangs. He scrambled back, looking weird on his arms and knees. She followed him, holding out a hand. "I don't bite." She blinked innocently. "Hard to believe." He took her hand anyways, allowing himself to be pulled up. He dusted himself off, brushing his dark hair to one side, and raising his blue eyes to meet her red ones. "Please don't kill me."
  9. Rizen considered running, but something in those red eyes warned him not to. "You cant kill someone who's already dead." She shrugged, and giggled at his gasp. Dang, she looked pretty when she giggled, and her fangs caught the moonlight. "W-ha? I'm not dead-Am I?" She blinked, frowning. "Yes, you cant just be drowned, and not be dead. It doesn't work like that." He took a step from her. "Your suppose to be a killer, why should I trust you?" She smiled sadly, pulling off her hood. "Do I look like a killer." Her silver-blond hair looked amazing, and her red eyes had a childish glint. "N-no"
  10. Sairra smiled. "Looks can be confusing. But I wont kill you anyways. Would you like to know why?" She smirked, taking a step forward. He nodded, and stood still. "Because unlike everyone eles, you were smart, and chose not to run. I like you. Your unique." She held out her hand. "Friends?" He smiled, lacing their fingers together. "Sure. I'm dead, so to hell with it."
  11. THE END.

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