The sun was just starting to set as Little Red Riding Hood traveled to the burial ground of the Big Bad Wolf. In her hands was the spell book of the wicked witch of the west. Her eyes, normally so full of joy and life, were dull and chilling. The wind blew leaves from the trees surrounding her.
"We're hear my dear." a voice whispered in Red's mind.
Sure enough, a tombstone had been set up. The name "The Wolf" had been carved in the middle of it. Red opened the book to the spell. She then put a hand out towards the tombstone. Red's eyes began to glow as she began to chant the spell out.
The tombstone suddenly cracked as the ground began to shake. Flocks of birds fled the area.
All of a sudden, everything became still. Red waited.
That was when a skeletal clawed hand lifted up out of the ground, followed by a loud hellish shriek. From out of the ground rose the flaming skeletal remains of a large bipedal wolf. All around, the shadows began to swarm around the beast. Red, her eyes still dull, smiled as flesh, skin, muscle, and fur began to cover the skeleton.
With a howl, the monster announced the world his return. The big bad wolf had returned. And soon, everyone would once again live in fear. 
