A small cloud of dust blows up into the air as Vera sets an old tome on the table. The woman waves her hand briefly to clear the air infront of her before dusting her own hands off. Classes were done for the night and the Head Girl was merely returning what was borrowed as well as helping keep the more sensitive books organized for the librarian and staff.

Her own curiosity ate up much of her time and she had long been time for her to return to her suite in the tower. Perhaps she will borrow another book tomorrow. The Head Girl locks the door to the storage room and heads out of the library, locking the double doors behind her. Brushing long strands of hair back behind her shoulders, Vera made her way for the staff's break room where she was told to leave the keys when she was finished. The student's eyes dart about the quiet hallway. After being on this island so long and learning it's secrets, she would not doubt that there were predators stalking about at this hour.

The Head Girl puts the keys on the table and leaves the staff breakroom. A soft click sounds through the hallway, bringing Vera's attention in the direction of the library once more. On this island, it could be alot of things. Staff workers, janitors, students breaking and entering, or the worst case scenario a monster seeking a midnight snack.

She really did not want to find out what it could be but already her feet were walking to double doors that were left open. Sighing softly, she closes them both and closes her eyes for a moment. Chanting softly, threads of shadow weave into the lock and relocked the doors for her. The tingling sensation of mana flowing within her was a wonderful feeling that part of her did not want to let go. Another sigh leaves her as the euphoric feeling passed. Her hands pull back her long silver hair before turning to leave. She did work for the school but she was not about to stick her neck out just to risk having it cut off. If it was a student in there, she will find out later.

He'd barely entered the room when he heard footsteps approaching. Quickly, he moved out the door and down the hall away from the whoever was approaching. He'd rather avoid any confrontations with other monsters; he'd seen how NICE labs dealt with that type of thing in the past and would rather not risk being dragged into a fight by an overly aggressive alien. Even if it was a student, the hunter in him preferred to size up his opponent before engaging.

Turning the corner at the end of the hall, he peered back at the door, the dim afterhours lighting in the hallways helping to conceal him from the approaching figure. He didn't need to wait long as she rounded the corner at the far end of the hall only seconds after he reached his end. He watched silently as she strode toward the still open double doors, her long hair flowing smoothly around her. Alien blue eyes swept upon and down her body, calmly sizing her up. Despite being covered by a more modest than usual uniform, he did take note of her long legs and fit body. It was her apparent confidence which drew his interest the most, however. This was not an average student he decided. No, this one had more authority. "Likely a Head Student," he thought to himself as she sighed softly and closed the library doors.

His curiousity peaked even more as she began to chant softly in the hallway, followed by a soft click as the door locked. He'd run into magic before...he still found it fascinating. However, that did not mean he wished to face her headon. There was no telling how powerful her magic was yet. He'd made that mistake once before. No, cunning and stealth would be required with this one. So, as she turned from the doors and strode down the hallway towards him, he reached out with his own abilities. Another soft click echoed through the silent walls, followed by a soft creak as the doors unlocked and swung open again...

Her jaw clenched as the soft click of the door unlocking echoes through the hall once more. She looked back at the now open doors but could see no one entering or leaving the library. She had a bad feeling about this and for good reason too.

Vera doubts that a student could unlock the door so quickly and without making a sound. Fingers trace along her light blue sash that hung loosely around her waist. She may be a Head Girl but she was still prey in the eyes of most monsters. Unlike the girls in horror films, this student was not going to take a step closer to that door. Her magic was still at a novice level at best, still teaching herself with the books provided by the labs and staff here.

She turns back towards the way she was going, her footsteps sounded louder within the completely silent halls. Vera just had to get back to her suite and hope the beast was more interested in books and not herself. The woman could see the double doors leading outside at the end of the hall, seeming to grow farther away as she continues to make for the exit.

The loud crash of breaking chairs caused the woman to jump and turn around. Wooden legs clatter and roll along the tile floor. Whatever was in there must be angry and she was not about to find out why.

Vera turns to see a dark scaled form blocking her way and rushing right for her. A sharp gasp of shock leaves her lips as she took several steps backwards. Were there more than one monster prowling the halls tonight? She turns around, breaking into a run from the large reptile creature.

Her heart pounds hard inside her chest as she pushes her body to flee as quickly as possible. She knew it was hopeless though. The island's dampeners would keep her powers dulled and her body weak and slow for monsters to catch her. Not that it would matter with a muscular lizard like the monster behind her.

Everything was against her as she fled from the creature. Even her hair began to writhe infront of her face as if they took a life of their own. The Head Girl managed to get a few more feet away before a scaled hand smacked her thigh, sending her stumbling to the floor.

Vera groans as her leg throbs in pain from the blow. She pushes herself up onto her knees, turning to face the slowly approaching lizard. Both hands reach up and pulls all her hair together before she leaves on hand holding the writhing strands towards the end. The creature must have some form of telekinesis but she was unsure why it did not just use that power in the first place.

Her eyes narrow as she gazes up at the creature. "Leave me be, monster," she said firmly, "I am sure you can find other more suitable prey." Of course she was not even sure if the thing understood english or if it knew just what the sash around her waist meant. Either way, it did not hold much power in this situation but she was going to use what she can to get out of this unscathed.

"Tch!" she knew there was little she could do now. The beast was right, there was little her position could do for her once caught. Like this, she is a student just like the others as much as she hated to admit it. Her eyes continue to glare up at the beast as her hair began to calm down. The Head Girl pulls the now tamed strands back behind her shoulders, doing her best to maintain composure during this troublesome moment.

Her eyes widen as she found herself unable to rise up from her kneeling position. Her leg throbs lightly in pain as she felt pressure pushing down on both her thighs, keeping her in place as the beast reaches for her. "Let go of me!" she commanded. The monster's hands easily held her wrists despite her weak attempts to move. It was only going to get worse from here on.

The woman could only shiver and squirm as her kneeling form was lifted off the floor by unseen forces. Her jaw clenched as the beast layed on his back and slowly guided her floating body over him. The large prehensile tail wraps around her body, keeping her arms pinned by her waist.

Eventually Vera could no longer glare at the creature as his face disappeared beneathe her. Her heart raced, knowing all too well what this monster intends to do with her. The woman's thighs were forced apart as clawed hands lift up her skirt, revealing her laced undergarment before his hungry eyes. A shiver ran through her spine as she felt herself settle down on top of the creature's face, stradling over him and completely unable to move from this position.

Unseen, his grin grew wider as her struggles increased. His tail tightened slightly, ensuring that her arms were pinned solidly to her sides. Large, strong hands reached up and gripped her hips, his fingers settling on her ass.

With pleasure, he noted the smoothness of her firm thighs as they settled against his scaled cheeks. His claws dug slightly into her firm muscles as he slowly squeezed her bottom. In no particular hurry, his fingers slowly massaged her backside, the strong digits sliding over her tight muscles before giving the occasional solid squeeze. Letting her tension build, this continued for several minutes before he began to move his head from one side to the other. Thoroughly enjoying himself, he rubbed the small, smooth scales of his face against the inside of her smooth thighs. Soon, his tongue flicked out, teasing the inside of her legs, punctuated with the rare nip of his sharp teeth.

"Tell me something," he said finally, "how does it feel to be on the losing end, Head Girl?" The last bit was accompanied by an unmistakable bit of sarcasm. He punctuated his question with a sharp pinch of his teeth on her inner thigh. Switching from side to side, it was clear that he moving slowly but steadily upperwards.

Scales lightly drag along her inner thighs as the creature enjoyed itself under her skirt. Vera's arms strain briefly against the tail before shivering and giving up. Teeth grind as the lizard squeezes her rear and teases the small of her back. His forked tongue tickles her smooth skin as brief sparks of pain were brought forth from the monster's teeth.

"Don't be stupid," she replied coldly, "I am well aware of what being captured means on this island. Just do your business so I can move on with mine." A sharp 'tch' leaves her lips as his teeth nip at her thighs once more. The beast wants to mock her that is his problem. Head Girls are also the people they send to Earth to convince more girls to come to this school as well as sending troublesome students to monsters. Not that these vile things knew anything about being thankful. They just take what they want while the students are tested as potential slaves.

Vera closes her eyes as she sighs. She knew well enough all she could do is wait until this monster grows weary of her.