The Big Bad Beast-Red's Real Story

Just warning you, this isn't gonna be a story about a little girl skipping in the woods. I can't imagine HOW you could've gotten my story wrong.

I'm Red. Just Red. I am not a little girl, but in my teens. I can't be sure, seeing as I don't know my birthday. I am an assassin. That's right, I kill people. I don't converse with talking wolves... If wolves are talking, I'd probably take them to a science institute. I don't know my parents, which means I'm definitely NOT bringing cookies to my grandma. I have a short temper and good aim (in almost every type of gun). And I'm not easily tricked.

So I'm here to set this story straight.