For reasons unknown to herself, Hinata found herself traversing the dark halls of this hell hole once again. SOmething she ought to not have done in her earlier days here, what with the terrible experiences and nightmares she faced, the twighlight darkness seemed less threatening this night. While not all the teachers were finished their duties and off to bed, Hinata was regretfully sent off by her biology professor to fetch her a batch of chemicals for their lesson tomorrow. Polite as she may be, nothing could hold back her distaste for being an errand girl.

But of course, the directions she got to the store room was rather mind boggling, all the same she groped and felt along the dimly lit hallways, finding that dull gray door, thankful that flouresent lamps guiding her path into the deep depths of rock and concrete. The light, echoing clap of her dainty foot steps on the steps saved her from the hollow silence, until her foot settled on the dark flat floor, single, cob web ridden lamps seeming to go on endlessly into the deeper reaches of the school's basement.

"And I thought mom's cellar was medieval," she chimed, her own amusement easing her nerves, and soothing the goosebumps the spider webs that prickled along her creamy pale skin. Her fingers fumbling into her sweater's pocket, taking out her keychain fingers carefully seperating her room key with a tiny LED light, pressing a pad to illuminate what shadows lay ahead with a dull blue light. Seeking the room number her teacher specified.

From the darkness, eight eyes watched the girl. The palm-sized mechanical creature hissed at the girl for disrupting its web, though the sound was beyond her range of hearing by far. The thing curled back into the shadows and watched her steadily as it remembered its original purpose before its creator had cut it loose to wander the basement freely.

A floor below, Miss Steel suddenly felt the invisible thread of the small mind joining to hers. She watched through the compound eyes as Hinata walked slowly through the musty hallway. At her bidding, the spider skittered forward with a small rush of clambering, clinking legs and gave the gray woman a full view of the intruder's face. If the monster drew breath regularly, she'd have felt it catch in her throat. Hair obscuring the right eye, pale skin, and those blue eyes. This student reminded her of Mother. Oh, she'd have to claim her now.

With a loud clang, the simple piece of wrought iron Steel had been holding in her bare hands fell to the floor. Her body dissolved into the air, slid through the floor, and rebuilt itself in a small alcove ahead of Hinata. She waited, patiently, with a malicious grin stuck on her lips in case that blue light passed her simple hiding spot, for her prey to pass within range of a quick lunge.

Oblivious of course to the sounds around her, perhaps somehow muffled by the thick, moistened subterraenian air. Her ears picked up, of course, that oh so very loud clang of solid metal. Making her jump, hold back a squeal and nearly fall back on her rear in a clamber of mass panic crossed in with shock. Regaining herself with a shiver, holding her wits. She reminded herself places like this had rats... yet that thought made her cringe all the more. The idea of a giant rat stalking her all alone in this tunnel was not pleasent.. not to mention the darker things that were remoured to lurk here.

Cursing under her breath, unbeknownist she was being watched, she went on. Letting her hand slide across the wall right of her, feeling every little obstruction, ripple and crack. And much to her disgust quite a few webs. Shaking her hand about several times with numerous expressions of disgust. Seemed the 'ickiness' of this place became more apparent than her actual goal, seeming like that one level in a game she rather not try again.

With a sideways sway of her light, tracking it with her sharp eyes, taking in every detail as she went. Sliding the dull blue light up along each door, checking for its number or name plate. Her senses narrowing to this little task, her peripherals seeming to blur and dull as her vision tunneled for the supply room name plate.

The gray woman remained motionless still, glad for having chosen the wall Hinata was feeling along to hide against. To reinforce the idea of rats, the spider skittered loudly across the ceiling ahead of the young woman. Steel watched the light sway and slide back and forth across the doors.

As the woman approached, yellow-green eyes took further stock of her form. She was far too small to be related to Mother, and she carried herself too meekly. She smelled delicious, though.

Cold fingers snatched at Hinata's right wrist and hauled it up into the air to keep the girl from escaping or pulling back. In a single motion, Steel stepped into the soft light of the keyring and stared coldly down at the dark-haired woman.

"What are you doing down here, young lady? This isn't a place to be wondering around alone in," she said sternly.

Indeed the loud skitterings from the spider had frightened the girl, almost out of her wits to the point where the idea of running slipped into her mind. Holding herself steady with al the will she had, no more than a skin crawl hampered her. Though as her dainty hand was taken, lifted up into the air, the girl gave quite the scream. Kicking her feet for a fleeting moment to free herself. Yelping and all the like as her keychain light slipped from her fingers and clinked pitifully to the ground.

"I.. I was getting supplies for biology!" she answered at once, her eyes adjusting just enough to the light to pick out the woman's features, and those green yellow eyes so perfectly. The image burning into her mind.

Steel pressed her face close to Hinata's and stared crossly at her.

"The supply rooms are all a floor up from here. If your teacher sent you down here, it's for an entirely different reason. What did you do, young lady?"

The gray woman's shins weathered the kicks against them as if they were posts of wood. Those strange eyes, slit vertically, glowed softly in the dim blue light. Hinata's arm was pulled higher up until any further would have lifted her free from the ground as Steel bent closer to her with that cold, stern expression frozen on her visage.

Hinata stammered for a minute, her bottom lip quivering as she fought for words, uttering a pitiful, "I don't know!" as quickly as she could, recoiling herself from the harsh stare, yelping as she was lifted a little higher. The tips of her shoes scraping at the ground, her shoulder aching as though it would pop from its socket. "Ow! Stop it that hurts!" she cried. Trying to regain her balance as she whimpered helplessly.

"She told me the room was down here. She wanted some chemicals for tomorrow's class, I'm telling the truth!" she cried out again, staring at the woman with wide shimmering eye. On the verge of tears.

Steel released her prey and sighed. The skittering came again, and the spider clambered up beside them to earn a glare of its own. It shrank back to the edge of the blue beam and waited there as the gray woman turned back to Hinata.

"Alright, alright. You're not in need of punishment. You are, however, in very, very grave danger, young lady. There are dangerous creatures down here in the dark. Here, let me show you."

The spider reached out with mechanical jaws and clicked off the blue light, plunging the whole long, echoing chamber into pure darkness.

"See? Oh, right, I suppose you don't," Steel hissed. Her voice seemed to have grown closer in the darkness without the accompanying sound of shifting feet.

Her pupils seemed to widen greatly s she was let go, the shimering of her keychain light doing all too little to illuminate the hallway, even more as she heard those skittering legs once again scrape lightly across the floor near her feet. For another fleeting moment, the girl was just about to turn and run, right until her light was extinguished, and the hallway was shut out into total blackness. Tripping over her own feet, tumbling to the ground with a shrill yelp.

All sense of direction gone, her head spinning to the sudden pressure of total darkness on her senses. Though those soft foot steps seemed to make her head pound from all angles, scraping up to her feet, anything to get way. Taking great bounds, bumping into walls and ultimately nearly breaking her nose s she managed to spin herself around in her fight or flight rush of drenaline. Taking ragged, hoarse breaths.

Laughter echoed from everywhere and pressed in around the stumbling young woman. As she crashed into another wall, hands closed hard over her upper arms and hauled her back against Steel's cool skin.

"A terrible creature's caught you, little one, but if you keep running like that you'll hurt yourself so very badly. Do be a good slut and stop resisting me. Don't make me help you run into walls."

Fingers gripped tighter at the short girl to keep her steady as soft breath spilled over her neck. Cold lips brushed over the tender skin, and wiry hair traced down over Hinata's shoulder and onto the girl's sweater. The gray woman nipped lightly at the trapped girl and chuckled lightly.

With each stumble and fall, the girl only wore herself out more and more, until finally the girl wilted to her knees into a heap of exhaustion. Giving a shar yelp as she was lifted up by her upper arms, pressed into the cold gray skin, feeling those hard strands of hair brush along her tender form. Shaking her head, the girl whimpered as each of those careful nips prickled at her soft skin. "Nyuu! Stop it!" she squealed, batting her hands out in a flail of fists. Striking at the thing whereever she could reach. All those little nightmares she had before seemed to unravel right before her eyes. Alone in the dark once again, screaming at the top of her lungs as something teased and toyed with her like a fly in a spider's web.

The emotions that flood of memory brought suffused Steel like a fine meal snorted through the nose. She laughed softly as a thin, flat chain of its own accord wrapped around each of Hinata's wrists, then pulled them sharply together before her with a rasp of metal on skin. The hands slid down to press hard fingertips at the girl's waist and up under the hem of her sweater to catch it, then did the same for the shirt beneath.

"Good girl. Don't run any more. Relax and I'll make you scream again and again," whispered the gray woman with another soft, brief chuckle.

Hinata's feeble screams soon died down into but helpless whimpers. Her throt dry and hoarse as she struggled, tugging at the chains binding her wrists together, giving a tiny squeak as she felt those cold metal fingers brush against her form, slipping underneath her soft, warm sweater. Her skin prickling up into tiny goosebumps, whether the cold air, or the even cooler touch. All the same she whimpered at this, trying to pull herself as far away as possible from the woman. Helpless begs muffled out by her sharp cries.

Steel ignored the pleading, whimpering cries of her prey and shoved the girl's shirt and sweater fast up over her head in a crumpling crush of fabric. The clothing bunched over Hinata's bound wrists to restrict her arms further. Then, the cold hands were gone. Hinata pulled easily away, but there was nothing except a seemingly endless expanse of open floor. A long moment of blind stumbling brought the girl against a warm, soft, feminine body that stood head and shoulders above her. Those familiar hands grabbed at her shoulders again, though the chill in them was gone, and coarse, biting hair scratched over her stripped body as Steel bent close to whisper in her ear.

"You're helpless in the dark, aren't you? If you give up now, I'll give you something nice. Otherwise, I'll have to be rough with you."

Whimpered all the more as her sweater and shirt was roughed up over her head, wrists effectively bound together as she put up a struggle. Screaming all the while in fright, stopping only abruptly when the force suddenly left. Standing there alone in the dark seemingly, her white simple bra gently squeezing her breasts together as her chest heaved with hoarse pants. That fright returned whent he warmer, coarse hands touched at her frail form. Whimpering quietly as she tried to pull away once again, squirming about.

"Stop, just let me go, please," she begged.