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Once upon a time, there was a little maiden 

who was nicknamed ‘Cinderella’, for she was 

always given the filthiest chores to do for her 

evil step mother, Hulga and two repulsive 

step sisters, Britney and Farrah. She was a 

pretty, small girl with long, blonde hair and 

large hazel eyes. Not many know, but her 

true name was Prunella, which had been 

given to her by her dear mother. However, 

she preferred to be called simply ‘Ella’.

The story continues that a 

magical fairy god mother had 

appeared to Ella and to make a 

long story short, the prince fell 

in love with Ella and whisked her 

off to the palace. The end. Not. 

Most lads and lasses think the story ends there with a 'happily ever 

after'. But the true tale is actually a story that does not end quite 

so happily. However, Ella did not know it as she was all too naive 

for her own good and did not even suspect the inner evil desires of 

her magical and good-hearted fairy god mother.

"Hahaha!" howled Hulga as the magical potion she had taken had finally worn off. Her 

dainty arms expanded twice their size, the perfect form of her nose protruded 

outward and her teeth, gleaming stars revealed their disgusting mould and filth. 

Hulga had the brilliant idea of pretending to be Ella’s fairy god mother as part of her 

ultimate plan to truly get back at Ella’s mother, Mary. Cinderella's mother had been 

Hulga’s perfect sister, and everyone had always loved her more. Eventually, Hulga had 

taken care of Mary once and for all by killing her with a poisoned apple. 

Now, Hulga was determined to end Cinderella or at 

least make her miserable for the rest of her life. It 

seemed all in good innocence when a ‘magical’ fairy 

god mother had granted Ella wishes, but Hulga had 

forgotten to mention the side effect; when all of Ella’s 

wishes had come true,   a cruel spell had been cast on 

the beloved Prince Rupert; the perfect Prince 

charming. The spell had cursed him, that every day at 

the crack of dawn he would transform into a horrifying 

wolf that would not be able to control his actions and 

would murder the innocent. It was the perfect plan of 

horror to ensure Cinderella would never live happily 

ever after.

Meanwhile, Queen Ella was truly and finally 

happy. She was married to Prince 

Charming and her life was perfect. She and 

the prince were married the day before and 

it had been a huge change for the little girl 

in the kingdom. She learned her duties as 

queen, and loved all of her subjects as she 

hoped to be the most gracious ruler.

However, at the crack of dawn 

each night, King Rupert was 

nowhere to be found. She began 

to feel lonely.

On one particularly cold and icy night, she decided to find out once and 

for all what her husband was doing. She quietly walked down the 

elegantly decorated hallway of red and gold and caught a glimpse of his 

red, velvet cloak as he hurried away with his back turned to her. She 

followed him quietly as they both creeped out into the deep, dank 

courtyard.

The courtyard was icy and very slippery as the rain 

from the night before had frozen over. 

When they were outside, the King suddenly dove into the thorny 

bushes and burst out with huge claws, bright yellow eyes, 

menacing teeth, and a hairy body! Terrified, Ella managed to 

contain her screams of fear and remained hidden behind a 

massive, fallen log with damp bark peeling and beetles eating 

away at it. The wolf body of her husband sprinted off into the 

dark forest, rustling the trees and leaves. 

Ella was a curious girl and instantly followed the wolf into the deep, 

green trees. The forest around her was as quiet as a cemetery in the 

dead of night with pine tree needles tickling her cheeks as she walked 

by, and her way only lit by the pale, yellow moon. It was eerily quiet 

and still, as no bird sang and there were no crickets chirping away as 

they usually did.

Ella followed the wolf until he got to an odd house carefully made of straw in a 

clearing in the trees. The straw was a light golden brown with perfect bits 

positioned perfectly to support one another. It looked as if one touch would make 

the small house fall to the ground. Taking in the house, Ella was startled as she 

heard the raspy and vaguely familiar voice of her wolf husband crying out to the 

residents of the strange straw house. 

"Little Pigs, Little Pigs, let me in!"

A flash of pink skin and coal-black hooves covered with splotches of mud whipped 

past the windows of the cottage. Then came the responding defiant cries, 

"Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins".

Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, 

and I'll blow your house 

down!

The wolf yelled, "Then I'll huff, and I'll 

puff, and I'll blow your house down!" 

And with that, the horrendous wolf 

took a huge breath and blew at the 

house. Looking as if it were made of 

playing cards, it easily fell down, and 

the wolf ate the three little pigs with 

one huge "SNAP!"

Ella was so scared and tired and ran all the way 

back to the kingdom in disbelief, weeping and 

trying to contain her doubts. The grass and plants 

were dewy and her long dress had three large 

holes in it- ripped by several thorns as she ran 

blindly toward the castle gates. 

By the time she reached the 

kingdom and her loving bed, she 

had convinced herself that the wolf 

had not been her husband, but it 

had only been an odd and strange 

dream.

She woke the next day, next to her loving and 

charming husband and felt comforted that he could 

never be the murderer in the forest. She convinced 

herself that such a beautiful King could never turn 

into such a disgusting and filthy beast.

However, the next night at the crack of dawn Ella waited in the 

abandoned courtyard. Sure enough, the King appeared and 

seconds later transformed into the wolf once again with a 

terrifying cry of pain. 

Still in disbelief, she followed the wolf King through the trees and deep into the 

heart of the forest. She carefully followed and watched the King’s wolf form as large 

drops of drool fell from his teeth as sharp and deadly as the points of daggers.

All of a sudden, Ella lost her balance, stepped on a narrow twig and held her breath 

as King Rupert turned his giant and hairy head to look around. However, at that 

moment a small dove was flying past and King Rupert- clearly hungry dismissed the 

sound and quickly pounced on the dove and swallowed it whole.

A few minutes later, Ella watched as the wolf King encountered a little girl 

with a magnificent red cloak on a trail who mentioned her mission to deliver 

goods to her grandmother. The girl was young, had flowing blonde hair and 

innocence to her large chocolate eyes. 

The wolf King picked up his pace and dashed along and Ella lost 

sight of him. She began to wander along the dirt path until she 

came to a small cottage which she guessed to be the little girl's 

grandmother's house. It was a very small, battered down place 

with the roof caving in at one side and it looked as if no one had 

tended to it for years.

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