Red Riding Hood led the way through the labyrinthine streets, her step quick and purposeful. Damien followed closely behind, his senses heightened, alert for any sign of danger. They knew that they had to find shelter for Charles, but with the rival gang hot on their trail, time was of the essence.

They ducked into a hidden alleyway, their breaths coming in short gasps. Red Riding Hood pressed her back against the grimy brick wall, her eyes scanning the surroundings. "We can't stay here for long," she whispered, her words laced with urgency. "We need to find somewhere safe, somewhere they won't think to look."

Damien nodded changing back to his human form, his mind racing with possibilities. He knew of a hidden hideout, a forgotten cellar buried beneath a long-abandoned building. It was a place where secrets were stored, a sanctuary for those who sought refuge from the chaos of the city. With a determined glint in his eyes, Damien took the lead, guiding Red Riding Hood and Charles towards their salvation. " Red I need you to do me a favor, Do not Tell Charles what you saw, He can not know that I am The Beast". Sensing the pain coming from him Red did not push the Matter.

As they made their way through the narrow streets, the tension in the air thickened. They could feel the presence of their pursuers, lurking just out of sight, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Every sound, every shadow seemed to hold a hidden threat.

The hideout came into view, a dilapidated building with boarded-up windows and crumbling walls. Damien pushed open the door, revealing a set of stairs that led down into darkness. Red Riding Hood's heart pounded with anticipation as they descended into the depths of the cellar, their footsteps echoing in the silence.

The room was cool and musty, with only a dim beam of light filtering through a cracked window. It was not much, but it would provide them with a temporary sanctuary, a place where they could regroup and plan their next move. They huddled together, their eyes meeting in silent understanding. They were all aware of the danger that loomed outside, but at this moment, they took solace in the bond they had formed.

As they sat in the stillness of the hideout, their minds whirled with thoughts of what lay ahead. They knew that their escape had only been temporary and that the rival gang would not stop until they had accomplished their dark mission. They would have to fight, not just for themselves, but for the love and acceptance they had found amidst the chaos. In the darkness of the cellar, a glimmer of hope ignited, fueling their determination and strengthening their resolve.