[ EU ] A dystopian future where a pack of Big ( Bad ) Wolves terrorize the human population , and the only saviors are a group of female warriors donning red cloaks/hoods .

I have long dreamed of the day that I would don my red cloak and join the battle outside the city walls. Every girl dreams of that day, hoping that they would be one of the Chosen. Making it through the first cut was easy - all they asked was: `` Can your family spare you?'' If the answer was yes, they would take you in to begin training. 
 
 I have two older brothers, one older sister, one younger sister, and three younger brothers. My family could spare me without even noticing. My sisters were required to stay within the city walls, protected from the Wolves, for the survival of our population. My brothers were sent to the fields as soon as they were able to do even the smallest of jobs. 
 
 Training to be a Redhood was hard. It meant waking before dawn, and not sleeping until well after nightfall. Meal breaks were sporadic - some days we would have three, and some days they would only feed us right before bedtime. The only constant was the work and the pain. 
 
 If we were n't in a classroom learning the differences between Wolves, we were outside running, lifting, practicing with swords, guns, crossbows. A few of us were luck enough to be trained in longbows. The older trainees learned how to operate heavy machinery. I watched them train and awaited the day I would make it that far. 
 
 Dropouts were common and never a surprise. Some girls just could n't hack it as a Redhood. They were sent back home to help in the fields or learn a trade. Those of us that do make it long enough are put through a surgical procedure that makes us infertile. Blood is a dead giveaway to the Wolves, and we would n't survive if each of our warriors was out one week of each month. 
 
 They give us the option to turn back, of course. Never having children can be a sad thing. Those that make it that far never accept that offer. The procedure has been perfected, and the recovery time is short. As soon as a trainee is up to full strength, they receive their red cloak. 
 
 I've waited for this day my entire life. I stand on top of the city walls, staring out into the vast world the Wolves have taken from us. My sword is at my side, crossbow in hand, and a submachine gun hanging on my back. The wind blows my red cloak out behind me. I pull up my hood, take a deep breath, and jump down into the forest below. 
 
 It is time for me to join my sisters in battle.
