The whole world seemed mute as Kanoe went through her school day. All she could hear was her heart in her chest, pounding. Since attempting to summon, it was like her eyes notice many more things, strange things. There were dangerous things about this island and had no idea what to do. Was she afraid? She had never been afraid before. But, then again nothing has ever been considered a threat to her before.

Kanoe notices students leaving the classroom. Only then did she realize the bell had rung, her day was over for now. The hand clenching her necklace was turning white, giving it a slight tug as she finally rises to her feet.

She did not want to go back to her room. Seeing the door leading to the roof of the school, she made sure no one else was around she slips through the door and walks upstairs. With classes over, perhaps she can find a bit of peace up here. The young freshman walks to nearly the edge of the roof, gazing over at the school campus and beyond. The wind blew her long raven black hair behind her shoulders as a slight shiver runs down her spine. A bad feeling, this place, she didn't like it. It wasn't the students, teachers or even their rules. It was the fact she felt totally and utterly helpless

From up above, Mage was busily hovering, searching for the next pool of precious energy to drain. It was about that time of day the students diverge from the school proper, and she wanted to see if any of them were foolish enough to stray away from the majority, it was easy to drain single targets, and much less noisier too. She was in the middle 'student spotting' when suddenly she hit an area where the mana in the air was concentrating, so thick, she could feel it condensing on her skin.

It was lovely, the only reason for this to happen was if a creatures mana well 'overflowed' with excess, causing it to saturate the nearby atmosphere, a common occurrence with novice magic users. Mage inhaled the sweet scent of it all, like savoring the smell of a fine dish, she simply must feast on this being. She drew closer to the source of all this, and the closer she got, the more abundance there was, and at the center of it, a girl, wary and uneasy, could this be the what was leaking all this?

Mage was cloaked by a simple illusion spell, but the energy the girl was radiating caused her charm to flux, in turn causing it to distort. It was much trouble to maintain it so she decides to let it fall off, revealing herself to the lone young girl from just within arms reach

"Hello young one, your looking quite tasty today....

A sigh escapes Kanoe's lips as she continues to look over the distance. She had the strangest feeling that something was watching her. Just as she was about to shake her head and dismiss the thought, she heard a woman's voice right behind her. The young freshman spins around quickly, her long black hair seeming to go in all directions from the sudden movement. Letting out a gasp upon seeing the strange woman before her, Kanoe nearly backup off the rooftop. How did this woman get here all of the sudden?

"Who are you?" it sounded more like a demand than a question as Kanoe's eyes narrow.

Perhaps she was just on edge due to recent events or perhaps there was something about this woman's greeting that. In either case, she was not comfortable being this close so suddenly by a complete stranger. Her body remains rather tense.

"Now is that a way to treat a fellow mystic?" utters Mage as she confronts the frightened girl. "Surely one of your high caliber can sense the energies that flow through me."

Mage could see that she was really a novice, the flare up of power inside her coincided with her panic, and it was all the more enticing to see how easily it leaked out of her. She takes a few steps forward, just to be within arms reach once more, before beginning to address the girl again. "How about a little demonstration then." With one quick snap of her fingers, a light starts to shine upon her palm, it glowed, but not enough to blind, and it was warm, even at its core, it would never burn a person.

Another snap and its all gone, just as quickly as it materialized. Mage folded her arms afterwards, waiting to see what the girls reaction would be to that minute display of ability.

Kanoe only knew as much as she could gather from her tome and from trial and error. Spellbooks were just that, a book of spells and rituals. It was not exactly an instruction manual for magic all together. She could feel a different sort of energy when she cast her first spell. But, this woman was different. It was still an uneasy feeling but strangely familiar.

Constantly reminding herself of the long fall that was behind her, Kanoe fought the urge to instinctfully back away as the woman steps closer. She felt a strange tingling sensation when this strange person snapped her fingers. Kanoe's eyes widen as she sees the light shining in the woman's hand. This one was a spellcaster too? She simply gazes at the small light until the woman snapped her fingers again. Only then did she realize it was her turn. She still had a very limited amount of control on the few spells she could manage to cast. Creating pure light was not in her tome. It was mostly much darker spells and summons.

"I..." Kanoe hesitates, "It is not much...but.."

Kanoe closes her eyes as she held up her hand. The spidery words of magic whisper from her lips as she tried to channel her energy or mana or whatever one would call the power in her. Slowly, tiny black threads of darkness began to swirl in the palm of her hand. As more threads collected, it began to look more and more solid until it grew into a small orb of shadow. She did not try to go any larger. Past experiences ended up punching holes in her walls and nearly breaking her arm at one point with the bolt of shadow. Her eyes still closed, signs of strain appear on the freshman's face. It took much of her concentration to keep the tiny thing stable. Despite the strain and the fatigue that will soon come, feeling the power surge through her could only be described as exhilarating.

"Impressive, but you've got a few points wrong, here, let me show you.."

Without any hesitation, Mage opens her palm as if cupping something, her other hand extending a forefinger. She puts her finger into the cupped palm, and slowly starts to stir as if mixing a cup of coffee. Sure enough, the the same threads of dark material began to collect in her hand, but rather than staying solid, they formed a sort of liquid pool that floated in her palm, and some of it even remained on her finger as she stopped and pulled it out.

"See, quite simple, in fact, maybe i could teach you a few things" she mused. Ofcourse she wasnt going to teach her the spells she most treasures, merely a small ruse to lull her into a sense of security. She waved the shadow laden finger in the air as the darkness in her palm dissipated, waiting patiently for the girl to drop her guard, patience that was running very thin.

Kanoe's eyes open, the darkness unraveling as she watches the woman channel the same spell with practically perfect control. A brief pang of jealousy ran through her mind as she watches this woman channel like it was as easy as breathing. She did not like being looked down upon. But, this woman had every right to look down at a novice like her.

"Where did you learn that?" She asks, "And...why are you so willing to show me?"

Her body began to relax some. She still knew nothing about this woman but, perhaps finding someone with similar abilities was slightly comforting. Maybe this one can fill in the gaps that her tome could not tell her.

She knew it wouldnt be long before this happened, all mortals were alike, after all, a small display of superior ability and they come running to you like moth to a fire.

"Silly girl, Im not about to divulge the secret of my powers to you, also, im willing to teach one lesson, only one, and that is to control that overflow of energies you have going."

Still the darkness lingered on her finger, a reminder and a demonstration of her skill, compared to the girl who cannot hold the orb for more than a few seconds. "Now, if am going to teach you, I must know your name first."

her long violet locks swayed in the air as she waited, her slender form accentuated by the shiny black and purple tube she wore, here diamond eyes gazing at her target hinting at none of the dark intentions that await inside.

Kanoe's hair flickered and swayed infront of her shoulders from the breeze. But, not even the distracting strands of hair would tear her away from the woman's gaze. Her gaze hardens to the term of silly girl. She felt small, intimidated. It was like she was being treated as just an ordinary person. Overflow of energy? She did not understand. She did not feel any different. There were so many questions. How did this woman find her?

Her eyes drew away from the woman's eyes, gazing at the bit of darkness still remaining on her finger. This person wasn't even breathing hard or even trying to focus. It was like it remained just merely on a whim.

"Kanoe.." She answers softly, not bothering to return the question.

"Kanoe..... well then Kanoe, lets proceed."

Mage motions her free hand over her face, palm open, fingers splayed. "Now close your eyes" The student readily follows, unaware of the things yet to come, but for now, The Mage was entertaining herself with her. This lesson was one of the first things she was taught, in a time long forgotten, a way to sense the flow of mana through the world, and this lesson she would give to the curious young mystic..... for a price.

"Breathe, relax, tune your ears to to the breeze" a slight pause before continuing once you hear nothing but that, try to silence it, drown it out, try to hear something that is hiding in the breeze." another pause, and it seemed like th student was hooked on every word "Do you hear it? the whistling? the incessant whine of energy running through the very veins of this world?" The girl gives a quick and silent nod, and so Mage continues "Good. now try to imagine how that would feel, how it would flow, how it pierces every living thing... now open your eyes."

should the girl do so, she would see swirls of blue and purple lines flowing out of and into her body, the birds, the insects, a dazzling display of vibrancy, but should she look to her tutor, she would see a vast gaping hole, where mana seeps in, but doesnt come out.

Mage, on the other hand, had other plans. The mana sight would disappear in a few moments, and now payment was due to be collected.

Kanoe had no reason to doubt her now. If this one wanted to attack her, she could have done it easily while she was channeling that tiny amount of shadow. Her eyes close, ready to accept the woman's directions. At first she felt everything. The strands of her hair dancing across her cheeks and neck. The winds caressing over her body. The woman's voice in her ear. She began to block it all out slowly, until only the gentle breeze remained. Kanoe had no idea what the intent of this excercise was. Something hidden in the breeze? She did not understand until she suddenly heard it. It was soft at first but it quickly grew much more noticable. Was this always in the air?

Her eyes open upon the woman's direction and her eyes widen. She blinks as she takes in the swirls of colors that invaded her vision. Was this the energy she spoke of? The large display of colors made her slightly dizzy, making her take a slight step backwards. Her hand lightly touches her forehead as she shakes her head slightly.

"What..is this?"

Mage caught the dizzying girl as she moved backwards. "Careful young one, thats quite a drop behind you."

She led the girl towards the center of the roof, there, she would have ample space to enact her devious assault. Soon the colors would fade, fade back into normalcy as the mana sight lost its potence. "That, little girl, is the source of all the spells you weave, from those very threads come the power which you control and contort to your very whim." she adds to appease her query.

"Now the next lesson. There are a few ways to control the energies that seeth inside you, one is through years upon years of training, but there is a temporary solution."

Mage raised her finger, and the darkness flickered upon it once more. Without warning, Mage thrust this flaring ball of shadows into the cross that was dangling freely on Kanoe's neck, infusing it with a charm whose results would soon be seen. The enchantment took hold, and the clasp tore loose from the chain of the necklace, leaving two ends of it dangling. The free ends began to extend at dizzying speed, entangling Kanoe's arms in its wake. The chains fly and weave around her body, binding her forearms parallel, slipping under her clothing and underwear, entwining themselves around the soft mounds of flesh hidden underneath, around her waists, before finally running down between her ass cheeks and up the folds of her treasure. They kept weaving and lenghtening, reinforcing the binds as the girl stood in horror, the thin chain biting into her delicate skin as it gripped her tender flesh. The ends finally meet, closing the circle and leaving only the girl, still fully clothed, but bound underneath by the enchanted necklace.

Kanoe lets herself be guided away from the edge of the roof as the dizziness wears off. She brushes her hair behind her shoulders as the swirls of colors began to fade. She watches the woman once more, waiting for the next lesson. Her body quivers as the ball of shadow was thrusted into her necklace. Right then, she thought her life had ended as her bolt would have punch easily through her pale form. Perhaps she was half right as her eyes widen even further to the necklace animation and bindings.

"St-Stop it...what are you doing?" Kanoe gasps as she struggles with the slithering chains of her own necklace.

Her struggles end as every attempt to move causes the necklace to dig into her skin. It was safe to say the enchanted necklace was resistant to breaking unlike before. Her body shivers, feeling the chains between her folds and cheeks. They were around her breasts. Why did they bind her beneath her clothes? Her eyes narrow at the woman as a frown appears on her face.

"Why, teaching you the next lesson ofcourse..." she smiles, her eyes staring down at Kanoe's bound body with much malice.

The second, temporary solution... a finger flicks, and the topmost button of the students blouse flies off, opening up the blouse just above her cleavage. "...is to drain the person mana reserves..." another flick, and the second button detaches itself from her dress, opening the blouse even more and revealing the enchanted links of the chain digging into her throbbing cream-colored flesh. ...to such and extent... a flick, a button, and now the middle part of her bra comes into view, the strain on the cups visible as they try to rein in the jutting teats. ...that it takes a while to refill... the fourth button gives little resistance to her whims, plunking to the ground and showing of Kanoe's firm abdominals, and the chain that is wrapped around it. ...and thus, no overflow will happen... her finger motions, and the fifth button meets the same fate as the others. Now her blouse is completely open, hanging only on Kanoes shoulders, but that would soon be remedied. "...and in effect, giving you some form of control over your energies."

This time, both her hands motion outwards, and the blouse obeys, falling off the girls shoulders, revealing to Mage the bounty that lies beneath, that milky skin, the well formed bells of her bosom, quite a nice package indeed.

Kanoe shivers as one by one, the buttons of her blouse fell to the floor. Her cheeks blush crimson in embarassment and anger as she glares at the woman. What was she going to do? She couldn't move. Her hands clench into fists as the feeling of helplessness sets in.

"Why are you doing this? Let me go!" she demanded, trying to hold back the feelings of fear.

Her arms strain against the chain. But, it only causes the bindings to tighten and grind against her sensitive areas. Her entire body quivers as the chain digs into her sides, her folds and her rear. The chain around her breasts made them seem to stick out further from her chest as she breathes slowly.