The girl’s red hair blew behind her as she walked briskly back towards the dorm. She had taken the afternoon to go swimming and she was bloody cold now! A thin white button up collared shit hung mostly open save for a few buttons at the bottom to keep it from blowing behind her, and a white bikini top was just barely visible beneath it, the string and her cleavage showing through the open garment. Similarly, she had a stark white beach towel wrapped around her like a skirt, with just the corner of her string bikini showing at a hip where the towel was hanging low.

The sun had gone down long ago, but the night was only slightly cool and the moon was beautiful. She had heard some of the other girls mentioning that she shouldn’t be off in the woods alone, especially at night, but she figured she could handle any wild animals that came her way, short of a tiger or bear.

Her trot was short and deliberate, taking her time, enjoying the scenery… the doldrums of her schooldays were nothing compared to this.

The night had fallen almost at Shokushu.

It's nights like this when the stories of untold horror unfolded. Girls disappearing. Distant screams in the woods. Sudden pulloffs in the dark undercurrents of the waters. Tentacles shooting out from nowhere.

Sheer chaos.

But when will the general population that this occurences were only because all of us needed to satisfy our hunger for...flesh?

Not that kind of flesh though. The other kind.

Like on this particular night, the amphibian monster known as KouzaKai was on a rare wolfen-like prowl. He had just risen from the waters of the nearby beach and for soe reason, he was feeling particularly horny.

Maybe it was the moon, or the air, or something about the season. BUt whatever it was, this night had extraordinarily turned him into a beastly kind of monster. One that would disregard anything, even safety, just to get a taste of 'flesh'.

As if the night could go any more better, he spied upon a student walking under the facade of the setting sun and the rising moon. The scene was like a contradicting poem, of views on good and evil.

Evil was about to rise, and good was about to go on leave.

Jag had been walking down the path forever… she was going the right way wasn’t she? Sure she was having trouble remember things but she almost never got lost…

…still… the trees just seemed to get bigger and bigger, vines hanging from them now, the foliage getting wilder and wilder. She cursed out loud as one of the hanging branches snagged her shirt and pulled at it. The redhead let out a soft sigh, trying to calm herself. “At least the bloody thing didn’t rip… could be worse Jag… now just calm down and get your bearings and you’ll be fine.”

She took a massive breath in, her chest straining against the shirt temporarily before the material relaxed again. She peered up at the stats and tried to find the north star… for a long time…. Before coming to a realization.

“This isn’t right… am I dreaming? None of the constellations… what the hell?” she uttered softly, talking to herself in bewilderment.

The monster had followed, had taken the bait. He was trailing behind the student when he realized fate had just made a terrible mistake, granting him one chance to take the prize.

The poor student had just lost her bearings. Both of them did not know it but they were heading into the darker part of the Shokushu forest, where the sky almost always seemed to disappear. Even for the monster, the sky seemed different. But instinct told him that the sky was STILL there...and that there was something here which made him feel the sky was gone for a reason.

Not one to panic though, he just aimed a tentacle at a low branch and swung himself onto a tree, to get a better view of this girl.

She was a stunner. Her breasts impressively filled up the shirt she had on, and he did not understand why the shirt seemed too tight on her. Perhaps it was some sizes too small, or perhaps she was just a perfect fit for the shirt...whatever it was, it looked really great on her.

But in his mind, she would do better without the shirt.

Her legs were almost teasers in the way that they only gave partial hints, being covered as they are by the beach towel. Glimpses of a thin string suggested that she was wearing something delightful underneath, and he could not wait until he met her personally.

His eyes glimmered dark, fathom blue in the darkness of the forest.

The sky was wrong… the path and forest were wrong… everything was wrong. And she couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t alone. None the less she tried to dismiss it as useless paranoia, or at most an animal in the underbrush. Maybe she should turn around though… or even… eh. She didn’t need help.

Jag continued walking the way she was facing, or at least she did for a few more minutes… until the path disappeared and she found herself surrounded in foliage.

“BLOODY HELL!” she finally screamed into the night. This was bad.

The wind ripped at her shirt and she buttoned one more button, her cleavage and swimwear still visible. She was getting cold…she had to get back soon too or she’d end up in detention when she missed class tomorrow, or at least fell asleep in it.

And in his mind, a voice spoke: Let the games begin.

He swung from branch to branch mimicking a monkey...a BIG ASS monkey...as he trailed the girl, with her not knowing that something was shadowing her every move until she got into that clearing where he knew...both of them were in unfamiliar territory.

Although in this case, he wasn't the one who was at a disadvantage. There was something in this forest that he felt was placed there for his...and 'others'...advantage. This was displayed by how the girl failed to contain herself, and shouted obscenities into the night sky.

Quick as lightning, he alighted the branch and moved into a nearby bush to the side of the girl. He was going to play the centuries old game of cat and mouse, hunter and prey with this girl...and he intended to enjoy it.

Slowly and slowly, his movements were bold, and he moved in closer to the panicking girl.

Jag whirled as something landed in the brush beside her. That was no rabbit… whatever it was, it was big. She began to back away slowly, knowing that if she ran, it would probably draw chase from whatever was stalking her. Looking around, she noted that she had been pushed off the trail by her fear of whatever had landed nearby, and was going to lose the footpath if she kept retreating.

The girl made her decision and bolted away with surprising speed, surprising even to herself. Was this something she had done before? Many times?

She didn’t let her mind wander though, intent on getting away for now. As she ran, she scooped up a large rock, carrying it with her for a bit before ducking behind a tree and chucking the rock the way she had been running, vines and twigs snapping as it went on its journey, hopefully enough to throw off whatever it was behind her if it had chased her.

He was a monster by the way, so might as well move like a monster.

She had pushed the panic button. Unsurprising, since in theory he would've moved out too if he had been placed in that position. But this was his plan, and somehow it worked, he succeeded in driving her further and further into the forest, her panicked mind giving her the illusion that she was going to the right place.

For in the middle of the forest was a clearing...and in this clearing, a small pond...and of course being quite the amphibian, he knows how much he likes water.

As she bolted, he moved swiftly through the trees, quietly brushing opposing branches asied. He saw all her actions, including picking up a very big rock and chucking it into the direction which he once was treading upon.

He decided to play a little mind game.

In a flash, he went down to where the rock had fallen upon. He used one of his tentacles to pick the rock up and threw it into his hands. Quickly calculating the girl's position, he chucked the rock back...but he purposedly missed her by and inch-and-a-half. Then he continued tracking her through the trees.

He was sure, if she wasn't too panicked enough on the first try, she was panicked as hell now.

Jag shrieked as something came flashing at her head. She ducked to the side and the same rock she had thrown as a distraction smashed into the tree. Normally that would have made her think it was some disturbed individual, but the sheer power of the projectile proved otherwise. She darted in another direction, further into the forest. Was there two of them maybe? Was this some kind of trap?

Suddenly the forest ended and she was in a clearing… a spring lay in front of her, the water crystal clear, white sand around the edge of the pool. If she hadn’t been in such a terrifying situation, it would have been lovely. As it were…

She glanced back the way she had come, and then darted for one shore of the water. Maybe at least here she could see whatever it was chasing her coming.

The teen brought her fists up in front of her. “Who’s chasing me? Get out here already!” she screamed at the forest, her eyes wide with fear behind her blazing hair.

Since it was dark, perhaps he could play some more.

He hid his tentacles inside the cracks of his almost scale-like armor, the natural protection that his body provided. He was sitting in one of the branches around her, and his dislodge would've driven a gymnast or a ninja in shame.

He jumped through the air, did a somersault and landed flawlessly on the ground, crouching. He would appear in the dark as a harmless human, with his tentacles hidden. Although he was bald, and he...he would look like a very very big ass human, at around 7 feet 5 inches in height.

He walked towards her, his true form hidden in the shadows. He was only a silhouette to her...a dark assailant, a shadow.

But his voice did give a bit away. It was dark, and it sounded like it came from the depths of the sea.

" Am I the one you were looking for?" he asked.

Jag whirled to meet her pursuer, freezing for a moment as her eyes adjusted to the moonlight on the lake. It cast a very faint glow but… it might be a man… a huge man. Still, the girl didn’t budge an inch, keeping her fists up in a fighting stance. Her towel had slipped a little more in the run and hinted at the top of her leg now.

“Who the heck are you and what do you want from me?” She muttered, her voice low. In her mind however, she was already calculating her next move. She might be able to take him if she had to, and if she ran he would probably be able to catch her unless he ran out of breath… which wasn’t likely as he had to have been very athletic to keep up with her in the first place…

She began backing up onto the beach more, hoping to get a better look at him if she had to fight him at least.

He kept into the shadows, toying with her mind. Let her think what she wants...he wasn't going anywhere.

" Me? Oh, I'm just an innocent passer-by, who just happened to get hit by that rock you just threw earlier." He spoke again in that deep, unnatural voice.

" And I just happened to follow you, since I wanted to know who just chucks rocks at people like that."

He started to walk, but stops just an inch away from the light of the moon. He stayed in the shadows, and remained there. He took a look again at her body, which by now was crouched into a fighting stance. She looked even more cuter in this position, and he observed her form, her stance.

It was a basic fighting stance which, by now, and from all the stalking and fights he's been in, would be easy to counter, if and only if she would decide to attack. He knew that he would attack her if it came to blows, but being so enthralled by what she was wearing and her naturally voluptous body, he hoped it wouldn't come to that.

" Well, what would you happen to be doing here?" he asked back.

He kept his body in check...and he kept feeling himself. His tentacles were in check...perfect. He was remaining in the moonlight...perfect. He kept still, standing there, waiting for the girl's next move.

Jag tilted her head and made no move towards him. She didn’t believe a word of what he was saying… something about his voice was just… wrong. None the less she wanted to coax him out of the shadows, and so tried with her usual lack of subtlety.

“Look… sorry if there was a misunderstanding but there was someone or something chasing me… I was trying to distract it, I didn’t mean to hurt you. Although it’d make me feel a lot better if you came out where I could see you, ya know.”

Her chest puffed up and down as she caught her breath, lifting and relaxing the thin material of the sheer shirt. She quickly reached down and pulled the towel back up around her waist, tightening it just a bit. Instincts she didn’t really understand were starting to boil up in her… getting her ready for a fight with ideas and moves she didn’t know.

“What’s your name?” She finally called to the figure again, snapping herself from her reverie. She needed to be fully aware… if he was telling the truth, whatever it was that had been chasing her to start with may still be after her.

She didn't believe him. The gods know she didn't even buy a single word he said.

Well, so much for mind games.

He started walking towards the moonlight...and at the same time that the first moonshine hit his hideous form, he systematically readied his most potent weapons.

Tentacles started appearing one by one from his form, seeping through the cracks of his kraken-like scales which covered him from head to toe. His face was finally visible...it was like that of a fish, but had the features of a human male...at least, some features. There was a visible eye...if it can be called that. There was a nose...at least it looked like a nose...and the mouth, well, it was a mouth alright...a very wide mouth. He had dorsal fins in the shape of a mohawk on his head.

His body was lean, although muscular. This suggested ample strength...and very tremendous speed, which explained why he could fly through the air with relative ease, and why he could track her without even alarming her of his presence. But there was one scale out of place...

It was placed on his crotch, and it seemed to be covering something.

The rest of his body was covered in moss colored scales...this happened thus, thanks to his staying most of the time in the island and swimming in rivers. Although of course, there were still streaks of sea-blue visible. And on his forearms, and his legs, there were dorsal fins designed to help him slice through the water with tremendous speed.

He had an evil smile.

" I'm KouzaKai." he spoke with the same creepy voice, and that same moment two tentacles flew for the girls arms.

Jag took a step back upon seeing the thing. She didn’t wasn’t sure it was human but… gods… it wasn’t even CLOSE! It was humanoid, and that’s where the similarities ended. Her thoughts were of an old movie she had watched in world history… clash of the titans… it had been one of the few subjects she was interested in, old theology. And this thing looked like something straight out of Poseidon’s kingdom. It was obviously amphibious, as mossy scales covered its body, the moon reflecting off them where the scale itself shown through.

Morse so, she knew it was fast and strong. The fins on its arms looked wicked and could probably do considerable damage to her even if they weren’t sharp enough to cut her… still she didn’t run, even though every part of her mind screamed at her to do so. ‘Just don’t let it get you in the water’ she thought to herself… if it did, she’d have no cha..

Her thoughts were interrupted as two of its tentacles flew at her with astounding speed, aiming wide…

…and Jag was cartwheeling to the side, a tentacle flying through her hair as it frayed in the wind, narrowly missing her head and body. As she landed softly, the towel around her waist slipped down just an inch. The redhead looked down at herself, amazed, not by the thing in front of her but by her own reaction. ‘Where the heck did that come from…?’ she wondered, her memories searching but finding nothing… she had done it purely on instinct. Looking back up she readied herself again, sure that it wasn’t going to give up after just that… and not so sure that she could avoid it again.