Alucard checked the roster. By chance, only a small handful of students would be punished today. Now was the time Christine was to report to the Basement for her punishment for what she had supposedly done in class. It didn't matter that she had been framed...

Perfect, the alien thought.

A day had come. A day Christine had been waiting for since the moment she’d stepped on campus. Detention, her very first. However, it was by her assumption that when she’d receive her first detention it would be for something worthy. This offense that she was to have supposedly committed, was complete blasphemy. She’d been sitting in her Physics lesson, and for once she’d actually been doing the work. Elise had been sick that day and wasn’t able to come to class, so she was extra attentive and had made sure she’d taken brilliant notes. The bell had sounded and she was just on her way out when the teacher had called her back.

“Miss Savron, I’m sure this is your handwriting.” The little white piece of paper fluttered into her finger tips asking another student about Cocaine. “I’m sorry, but I’ve never seen this-” The teacher held his hand up to silence her. “Like I said, I’m sure it’s your handwriting, and the other student already confessed that you’d been harassing her about drugs.” Christine stood there in utter disbelief. “You know Miss Savron, this could result in immediate expulsion…However since no crime was actually committed I’ll settle for a detention, No need to bring this up to the officials, just serve your time and don’t let me catch you doing this again.”
The rest of the argument flowed through her head as she descended down the staircase.

It escaped her, how could a school that looked so new have such a creepy looking basement. The flourescent lights flickered awkwardly through the dimly lit hallways. Her eyes searching the numbers of the doors as she found herself deeper into the labyrinth. Finally the door, about bloody time. The low knock echoed through the vast emptiness of the hallway.

Alucard heard Christine coming long before she arrived. The massive alien had time enough to glance about the room.

Low tables were set about the dungeon-like room. These were big and sturdy enough for one to stand or lie down on, with buckles and straps and manacles set into the wood.

When Christine knocked, the door swung open wide, but the darkness kept her from seeing in from outside.

The student’s amber eye’s rose from the doorknob, which she’s swore hadn’t even turned, and peered into the darkness of the room before her. “Hello…” She called out. With a confused look on her face she leaned back slightly and rechecked the door number. She was certain she had the correct room, so why was it empty? She waited politely for a response before entering the room. Her slender hand running along the wall to her right searching for a light switch but finding none. “Hello?” She called out again, taking a step deeper into the room, her hand roaming the wall.

Alucard waited until pretty little Christine was fully inside. The door, of its own accord, began to swing shut, blotting out most of what light managed to get in.

The door closed with a bam, leaving Christine in darkness.

...But was she alone?

It was then that she saw the eyes.

Each eye was bigger than a dinner plate, and just as round. The eyes were a solid yellow, but unlike Christine's amber orbs, these were entirely yellow, no pupils or whites. They even glowed in the dimness of the room, spaced about a foot from each other.

These eyes were Alucard's, and so was the enormous hand that reached from the darkness to stroke Miss Savron's hair along the differently-colored streak.

Alucard grinned at Christine, revealing an enormous toothless maw that could swallow her whole. The massive left eye closed in a taunting wink.

"Catherine 'Christine' Savron," said the alien, quoting from her record. "I like the name. It makes you sound so innocent. It makes the duty of punishing you that much more fun."

"I'll be the one giving orders, Miss Savron," said Alucard. "Make no mistake about it."

It observed her sidestep and moved in kind, keeping the distance between them about eleven feet. "After all, you're here to be punished."

The alien was standing with its left foot perpendicular to its right, arms out at angles, and its massive head tilted only very slightly forward.

Alucard's yellow eyes seemed to change expression, though they never moved or narrowed. "Do you honestly believe you can fight me?"

Christine's hand finally brushed against a length of pipe running parallel to the wall. It was rather weakly welded, and a less athletic girl than Christine could probably wrench it from the wall in seconds.

Alucard continued to eye the amber-eyed woman as it spoke. "You are but a human: weak, prey."

Alucard had not been surprised when Christine had torn the pipe from the wall. It had not heeded her "warnings," advancing on her. Finally, when she was busy with the door, Alucard used its natural camouflage, turning practically invisible in the dark. The alien had even lowered its body temperature to match that of the room, along with altering the feel of its skin to hide better. Alucard was standing unseen next to her, and threw its voice to the other side of the room.

"Oh, prey..." the alien called.