The Olympic pool. Pride of the engineers of the campus, and pride of the campus herself. It was here that the swim team suddenly lost one of their members, only to have her turn up again for a few days. A little student disappearances here and there, and still the place was a frequent spot for students wanting to take time off from all the stress and the drama schoolwork had to offer.

Stories about a sea monster being able to come into this pool were one of the many urban legends in the school. They say he waits in the bottom, quietly sneaks up on your back...and the rest is history. Some of the sicker reports say that the victims loved it and repeatedly comes back to the pool; those who have a genuine fear of the occult say that the monster eats its victims up.

Although, of course, the rumours died down for quite some time.

She hadn't even yet found her dorm and she found herself investigating Rumors & myths, she didn't do it frequently but, even still the sort of sick myths she had heard thus far were enough to get her here. Bags had been place in a friend's room save for one. It held a test tube and a few simple foresnics tools a black light nothing that would be of any use in discovering the island's secrets or proof of them nothing that would help her leave it either.

She wore a black skirt and red top with a white undershirt a two piece swimsuit beneath though the bottoms were more tight shorts than bikini bottoms; she didn't like the skimpy way bikini bottoms covered a woman between the legs. She knelt next to the pool looking at it curiously. She never had bothered to learn to swim though even with her permentantly damaged legs she had good enough balance to avoid falling in. She pulled a test tube from her bag as she stared down into the deep water for any signs of movement and saw nothing. she took a sample of the water and dropped a bit of litmus paper in before corking it and returning it to her bag and pulling a small flashlight out, a black light flash light she'd look about with it noticing a few stains of semen...

"Teachers and student or teachers & teacher covorting no doubt... Disgusting."

Michael had always been revolted by the notion of sex; any sort of sex, oral, anal, vaginal, breast, cyber & solo it all turned her stomach thus it was no surpriise this prize was a virgin to everything even masturbation.

"Not a single thing off; the PH is... neutral that's not right even in a freshly cleaned pool the water should be at least a bit acidic."

she scratched her scalp curiously tocuhing the water with her finger and putting it to her nose... not a sign of any sort of clorine in the pool... nor a sign it ever had any.

"Well well maybe something is wrong with the pool."

she said to herself glancing around at the empty area. of course it was empty it was easily nine o'clock at night everyone was either asleep or pretending to be anyway. she'd switch tools again dropping a single sphere in watching it she'd shift to her bottom pulling her legs tightly together and up to her chest as she sat at the very edge of the deepest part of the pool looking for movement of any sort.

Underneath the pool stirred a different shadow of sorts.

Sea monsters always had a nack for disguising themselves through their birthright; markings on their skin, scales, or whatnot helped them in their quest for finding their prey, and for different purposes. Some for food; some as a mate; and some more, the more uncontrollable subjects of the great Neptune, they find prey for pleasure of the taboo kind. For it was taboo to go for a race other than their own. It was just not plain natural.

And yet, this didn't stop them from trying...and eventually succeeding.

A particular member of this sea kingdom of Neptune's deadlier creatures frequented the school, and on this night he was sort of lulling on the bottom of the pool he had not been in for a year. He was feeling the water, how it stroked his scales with familiarity; how it covered his disguise again, as if welcoming him back; how it gave him another place in the campus to hunt.

A stirring on the edge of the water caught his yellow eyes. Scanning the area, he found that a dainty finger...no doubt belonging to his favorite prey...was testing the edges of the water. He had hoped that what would follow would be a pair of shapely legs, and a bottom to die for...

And he waited.

Perhaps he guessed that was too much to ask for, but then what sliced the water was a glassy orb which floated undisturbed on the surface, eventually floating to the middle, until it rested there, waiting.

Oh, the studious kind...and he remembered the old saying, 'curiousity killed the cat'.

And so, deciding to give his apparent prey of the night what she wanted, he made a current enough for the glass orb to move up and down and disappear.

The small orb vanished much to her surprise. Wide eyed she stood and wrote down something on a piece of paper befor taking what looked to be a sinple stack of paper putting it at her side in some sort of holister with a smirk.

She'd move to the bag and pull what looked to be a large glowstick activating it and a few smaller ones she tossed them into the pool letting them sink however they would to light the bottom of the water enough for her to see anything that might be there.

"If there's anything under there I'll see it now."

she said to herself in the back of her mind wishing she could swim to make her life easier for this particular study of the rumors. She moved to the edge and hung her legs over the edge feet dangling and occasionally touching the pool's surface.

"So will this lead to anything or not."

And at last, familiar shapes started presenting themselves into the scene.

The glowsticks were an unwelcome surprise, but then again they could only do so much, setting the pool floor aglow. Currently he WAS the pool floor, his camouflage doing more than just wonders for him as he waited it out before surfacing.

Sometimes waiting really had it's own benefits.

Whether she was feeling safe, or testing if there was anything really down there, the girl set off to dangle her feet into the pool, feeling the cold of the water caress her feet and give cold to her skin. It was a nice feeling, but then again, somehow it would be a danger soon enough.

The monster lied in wait once again for her to dangle herself into the water, where unseen tentacles had begun their slow ascension to the surface, unknown and unnoticed.

nothing or so it would seem to a normal human's eyes... With a deep sigh she pulled her legs back upward and scooted back a little so her feet could rest on the pool's edge knees up against her chest.

Disheartened she again looked down into the water shifting now on her knees next to the pool. She was deliberately avoiding entering the water for proably to the creature below, some unknown reason.

"there's something there... I see an aura, a really big one one of patience and an emotion I've never seen before crap why won't it surface?!"

The glow sticks had done what she had wanted them to it lit the bottom enough for her to see any the aura of the living creatures if there were any.

This was really beginning to be a bit of a long engagement, after she had tucked in her feet. The tentacles were so near for a grab and she had to tuck her feet in from the water. Ah.

It would seem that there had to be something he needed to do, since it would seem she was avoiding the water for some reason. If it meant having to go onto dry land again, that meant he had to soak up on all energies he could get from the water. Since it seemed that he would be staying on dry land for a long time.

Then again he knew the gym had showers right next to this pool. Perhaps he could do something about that.

Gearing up, underwater, he had no idea that the person above was a sentient, and he had no idea too that she could sense something that other people rarely did know.

She huffed slightly when nothing surfaced she tapped her foot leaning over the edge of the water curiously just staring directly at him observing the shape of the aura about whatever creature was down there; perhaps some sort of ancient fish or something was her first thought that had perhaps swam in and out through the drain system.

"What are you and where did you come from."

she mumbled leaning back pondering slightly.

"Well if the stories are true..."

she snickered slightly pulling a spare set of clothes out of her bad and rubbing them against her under what she was wearing for a minute so they'd get her scent before tossing them into the pool haphazardly & slowly as if she were stripping to enjoy herself physically; something she'd never do as a bit of a trap to lure this thing up... she didn't know it would do the stripping itself if it caught her. She stood and strode back slightly from the pool just waiting & watching wishing she had brought a camera with her.

He was waiting. It was a bit of a chore to wait. It tested his patience, his endurance and the long, long striding in the water was beginning to hurt. He had not been in tap or chlorine-infested waters for quite sometime now, and it hurt his eyes.

Suddenly shadows presented themselves on the surface, and it only took a short while for him to register that they were indeed women's clothing. The familiar scent wafted from them to him; they had the scent of a girl in heat. He was wondering whether she had undressed to enjoy herself, in her loneness, or whether it was a trap. He went for the former.

He was up and swimming in a few second, about to shoot out from the water, when he stopped. He'd realized she was here to investigate...what if she just rubbed them onto her and threw them in the water just to make him come out?

Then again, if she was already wet, then that must mean there was something in her that wanted this.

And he would have to come out of the water anyways. The chlorine was hurting him.

Either way, he formulated a plan to drive her into where he would have an easy time. He reeled back, and the shot himself out of the water, and in between where the girl was seated, and the door leading outside of the pool.

" Hi." He said, to the largely surprised girl.

"So you are real huh."

She smirked slightly stretching placing a small vial full of something that looked an awful like women's natural sex juices. it wasn't hers but instead some she'd obtained in less than legal ways; she was a thief after all and she did need it to test reactions to certain animals when she was bored.

"So you do like to come up and find student's playing with themselves! what do you know first loch monster I meet and it's a total pervert!"

she laughed slightly putting her hands at her hips walking towards him to get a better look.

"Not normally the scientific type but, you could get me a nobel prize and I like the sound of the million or so bucks that comes with it."

obviously she had developed the idea she was going to capture him instead of vice versa.

The resounding reply bought a smirk to the monster's face, though it wasn't very evident.

As she paced around, acting like a scientist with a newly acquired specimen, he fought the urge to condescend, seeing that she was so proud in having caught such a nice specimen of a water monster. Relegating him to just a mindless monster of a perv, thought, that was just so much.

" Let us...reason." He said, speaking in a rather different tongue than what he usually would do. " Of course, having seen me rise from the water after smelling your rather musky odor, you might think that I am no less than a mindless monster."

" However, you are clearly mistaken if you think everything I want to do is just plain 'fuck'. As such, I came up to investigate what was the cause of this indifferent behaviour."

" Seeing that you are clothed and all I realize that this is just trickery and trickery...is something I cannot let go, unpunished."

His tentacles began to rise from behind the scales that hide them. More a show of force than retaliation, they flared menacingly into the air, showing their might and length.

" You do realize that, eventually, they will be in places you d not want them to be in, don't you?" He said with a dark smile.

"Ohhh... well I never said I thought you were mindless but, you sort of do look like what I pictured the loch ness monster to look like."

she paused in the middle of her own defense shaking her head as she back up her heels at the edge of the pool left foot seeking ground but finding none she gulped slightly.

"And it wasn't just trickery I wanted to see if you were real and you weren't showing yourself I was just trying to prove or disprove rumors originally. I didn't want to resort to that I really didn't but, I was desperate I saw your patient glow and just couldn't dismiss it."

she explained before He showed her his tentacles she swallowed again shaking her head slightly.

"What do-do you mean by places I don't want them?"

She looked terrified though it wasn't of him at all her eyes kept glancing behind her to the pool... was she actually afraid of the water? yes certainly she didn't know how to swim, drowning was a constant bother; it was bad enough most of the fun on the island was swimming or based in the ocean or a pool.

Judging by the way she moved, and the way she looked at the water and back at him, he knew fear had settled into the poor naivette's heart. There were two things she seemed to be afraid of: the mention of the phrase he said earlier, and the pool of water just beside them, where the monster had been loitering earlier.

He smiled, a smile only he can do, then proceeded to retract every tentacle he had out again.

" I see...phobia." He said, speaking slowly so that she might understand. " Don't worry, though. I'm not after pain, unlike so many of my brothers."

Then he thought trickery begets trickery, and so she deserved to be tricked, though not as cruelly as she had done on him. A fair thing would be to just trick her into submission, so as to enjoy her fully and without any inhibitions whatsoever.

Besides it has been such a long time since he used trickery to will a girl into submission.

" If you wish to 'reason' some more..." he said. " And I see that water displeases you...I suggest we do it in the shower rooms."

He pointed to the door behind him.

" You see, water is a little bit like lotion to me. Without it..." He used a clawed finger to scratch on a dry scale. The ensuing sound would not be out of place in a blackboard with a teacher scratching on it. " ...I grow dry."

"It's not the water... it's just uhh... I can't swim."

She commented simply pulling a sheet of paper from her pocket looking at him pondering what to do with he single weapon, at home she'd be able to manipulate the paper to deflect even bullets but here... she wouldn't know that the inhibitors would limit her ability over the paper's strength and cohesion, she didn't know she wouldn't be able tro create beasts with it. She was limited here.

"Alright lets reason a little more in the showers; just don't do that again alright? And don't expect me to strip for you, I know you like seeing girls in swimsuits so you can peel them off."

He nearly laughed at her last comment, as if she was giving him an idea. Now how foolish can that be?

" Relax, girlie." He said in an almost sneering tone. " If I wanted to undress you, I would have done so the moment I went topside."

He walked in a slightly lazy fashion, mostly because he was trying to conserve his energy in earnest. He wanted to be ready for anything, and trickery consumed a fair amount of it, since he stayed topside for a long time.

He walked a little bit ahead of the girl, taking it into himself to check that the gym doors were secure. They were, thank goodness. He had the girl to himself. Plan one was working.

Next he had to make the girl think she was capturing him, when in truth it was already done the other way around. It seemed to work, blessedly, and he was particularly thankful of the girl's natural brashness and hard headedness.

This was about to be a fun night, and he opened the doors to the spacious showers, tentacles automatically reaching for the knobs and opening the showers to wetten the area with water.