New thrills were hard to come by when you've lived as long as Ethrach.Harder still if you've travelled the universe as extensively.But his arrival on this planet,and his subsequent visits to the island had broadened his horizons and given him...ideas.
Reverting to his human form he had spent days seeking an appropriate victim.He never thought he would find one so very suitable to his plans,but patience was ever rewarded.
The platinum haired female never suspected him in the background,watching her every move.And neither did the monsters suspect him of watching as they had their way with her.

A finely honed fighting spirit.Mine for the breaking.

The thought motivated him,spurred his imagination to seek new avenues of torture,better ways of bending her to his will.And with diligence he found the perfect fulcrum.
Christine had a weakness in her best friend and partner.A girl named Elise.
Returning to draconic form he waited patiently for Elise to expose herself.The skies above the island served him better than stalking the campus grounds - after all,who would look up in fear when the terrors of the school were bound to the dark corners?
His opportunity arose when he finally spied her out in the open one overcast morning.Swooping down from the cover of the clouds he plucked her from the grounds with effortless ease.Her fear and anger were palpable waves to his heightened senses and sent surges of pleasure through his mind.

We've only just begun,my dear, he thought with a grim smile.

She had been on her way to meet Christine and Ethrach hastened to that meeting place.Tearing Elise's clothes off he began leaving a trail from the meeting place to his new lair inside the forest.The secluded glade was ringed with high cliff walls where he had already inserted shackled chains.
Ignoring her vehement protestations,he shackled Elise to the slave wall by her wrists.
Standing to one side,he reduced his size to half and settled down to toying with the hapless young girl.

"Be thankful that you are not the one I seek this day," he purred to the struggling girl.
"But let us have some fun while we wait," he said as he stroked her cheeck with his index finger.The moment he did so,another thought ocurred to him.
Were his target to surrender in exchange for the safety of her friend,the sacrifice would marr his intentions.The nobility of the act would undo his demented desires.

Make her sacrifice meaningless,however...

He passed his clawed hand over her face in a distracted gesture,causing her to fall asleep with a slight exhalation of his power.What he planned next would demand much of his energies,but the end would surely justify the means.
Drawing from his universal link to power,he began to weave new flesh into a hazily recognizable form that collapsed lifeless next to the chained and sagging captive.Another gesture teleported his captive to a hidden chamber deep in the bowels of his lair.
He placed the lifeless copy in Elise's chains and prepared for the hardest part in his task.She had to act and respond as the real Elise would have.Once again he drew on power and forced temporary life into the ghola,infusing her with memories and the very personality of the original at the same time.
As the ghola's eyes snapped into full awareness and memory returned of her abduction,Ethrach stumbled wearily backwards.Lifting his clawed hand into view,he frowned at the the appendage's tremble.He would not able to maintain his full size with his power so depleted.
His form blurred and began to shrink.Though he stood at a height of nine feet tall,the reduction left him feeling...powerless,weak.He turned to the ghola who had seen his weakness and now looked at him with a mixture of fear,disgust and strangest of all...pity.
Rage burned within him and he turned the full measure of its fury on the temporary creation and in the torment delivered,there was naught but the taste of ashes and futility.

Ethrach turned at the moment his prey stumbled to the entrance of his lair.She was pathetically clutching her friend's clothing to her chest,her own clothes torn and stained from her dash through the forest.She had been calling the bait's name,an edge of hysteria to her tone.

"Go ahead,my dear,answer her pleas," he whispered to the ghola.

Her head lolled forward,the blank expression on her unconscious face evincing a need for escape far greater than her mind could provide.Ethrach had left her with countless scars over her upper body.Spirals and whorls that managed to cause just enough pain for screams,but not enough for excessive bleeding ringed her breasts and navel.
He cupped her head in one large,clawed hand and dug the nails of his indexfinger and thumb into her temples just hard enough to elicit a gasp into wakefulness.

"Call to her.Now," he growled menacingly.
"Never," she managed to reply weakly.
"I have given you pain,girl,but not all that I am capable of.Do not tempt me."

In answer,her head sank back down again as she fainted.Suppressing the urge to savage the ghola's flesh,Ethrach considered a different option.Secreting a drop of the draconic sex hormone into his fingernail,he let it drop onto the copy Elise's carved up breast.Her eyes flew open as the hormone immediately went to work on her body.She gasped,and in her eyes burned the fire of mindless animal lust.

"Call to her," Ethrach commanded coldly.

Cocking her head to one side as if unable to understand his words,she instead lunged at him,snapping the chains taut behind her.A raw scream of frustration burst from her throat and she continued to lunge at him,thrusting her naked pelvis at him simultaneously.

Let her see her friend like this, he thought with a smirk of satisfaction, more fuel for the fire.