LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD KILLED A WOLF

VINCENT AND HIS BEST FRIEND PREPARE FOR WAR

I Vincent reach for my shirt and pull it over the bullet proof vest i ordered for everyone to wear tonight in preparation for the battle against the Alliance, im not to here to risk any lives, especially when the the pack has to do with the Alliance, they are different kind of hunters out there but the Alliance are a different breed. All of their members are trained to perfection; their only goal is to kill.There is only one thing i am absolutely sure of - they don't miss. Ever. They have never lost any battle that i know of.

I'm also sure that bastard Red Riding Hood would lead the attack on my pack. I button the last button as Aros invites himself into my bedroom. I stare at him, but i don't say a word. I know what he's like. Aros raises up his hand and grins. "It's not like i have not seen that buty before," he laughs. It's just another comment i roll my eyes at.

"Is everyone ready for tonight we should be leaving in a little minute. My decision to avoid any sort of confrontation works out," as Aros expression instantly turns serious.

He nods his head and sits on my bed. "if anyone warns the Alliance that we are ready to fight them, they might not be no more attack on us. Either way, we are ready to fight them." Aros declares and stare into the distance.

I understand his doubt and the hint of fear that flashes in his eyes. Then Aros and i both left for the war.