A long drawn out sigh leaves Kanoes lips as she leaves class for the day. It was always the most useless of days that seem to drag on forever. As other students talk to each other in the halls and slowly make their way outside, the dark witch had other matters to deal with first. This was not particularly an annoyance, she just needed to return some books to the library.

The library was one of the few places this student has found some peace from the dangers of the island or at least to her recollection. The librarian did not say much to the student as she sets a small stack of books on the counter. The woman knew that Kanoe was not one to have idle chatter and left her to her business.

Kanoe's eyes gaze over the several rows of shelves. She was not very interested in many of these books, her tomes provides plenty of the knowledge she seeks. But, since she was here, might as well see if there were any gems hidden along the dusty books. Picking a row, she began her journey through the maze of countless books that made up the library.

The day was almost over, for some students at least. There they were, filing back into their rooms, waiting for solitude or, at least, the caress and the gentle pat from one of their own.

He had been waiting for this moment, although he had not decided as to what course of action should he do. Should he barge into one of the many open windows and claim another female flesh for himself? Or should he spend more time in expanding his knowledge, going back to the part of the library which he had rarely been in?

The latter part got the best of him, and soon enough he went into the direction of that building, finding an open air duct to silently slither in.

Once out of the vent system Kouzakai settled into the back stacks, where lay hidden most of the ancient parchments and the artifacts that were collected from the many ruins and the many mysterious buildings on the island that were there before. Some of the books from the libraries of his people's long dead kingdom had managed to wash ashore, due to storms and to earthquake-developed waves. He settled himself down.

He picked a book," The Silent Witches", and began to read.

Kanoe continues to move from row to row. Her gaze seemed disinterested and for good reason. The books were all useless cept for class and project work. There were some novels and essays but she had no use for those, she is already living the dream most fiction readers wished to be in, knowing how to use magic. But, it was good to take short break from the constant translation of magical runes to see if anything peaks her interest.

She stops for a moment as she hears something above her. Looking up, she only saw the lights and vent fans. Perhaps it was just her imagination. Why would a monster come here when there are plenty of women to be had making their way to the dorms? Shaking her head slightly, she continues reading the various titles as she moves further into the back of the library. Most did not bother with the back areas due to the most of the books being heavily damaged and old. Most were just things from the early centuries that really need to be kept in some better storage. But, she was not concerned with something like that as her body began to tense up at the sight of a large scaled humanoid just lounging back and reading a book.

Well that takes library off the list of safe places to be on this island. The woman froze, unsure if the creature saw her or not. Her heart was already pounding hard as she slowly inches her way backwards where she came.

' There have been a widespread belief that witches can and will use magick at will. These have been gifted from below, a dark gift made from a pact with the Devil. These..."

Kouzakai continued to read.

' In the 1600s, the witches en masse were persecuted at every turn, in dark times known as the Inquisition. Anyone suspected of being a witch was subjected to the cold embrace of a cruel device known as...'

Magic?

'...witches can and will use magick...'

Kouzakai paused for a moment. Now, that word, magic, he had encountered only for a few moments in his brief life at the ocean kingdom that was once his home. Their scientists did not scoff at its existence, but merely pointed out that during ancient times, when their race did not have the technologies and advances they gained throughout the years, magic was as common as swimming before. There was a great deal of terrible magic that were used in wars, and it was said that though they could use magic, they appeared to be very vulnerable to it.

'...in present times, practices continued and some believed...'

His ears picked up a sound of pattering feet, and then it became silent once again.

Kouzakai looked up from his book, and looked around. No one was supposed to be in this late, and worse, maybe the librarian decided to look upon the stacks in this part of the library.

No, it had to be someone...else. Kouzakai pretended to read on.

It did strike her as odd that a monster of such appearance was spending it's time reading some dusty books in the back of the library. But then again, a sex hungry wolf also knew magic and spells and taught some of the classes here.

Turning around, Kanoe was not about to stick around and ask what the monster was reading. She does her best to resist the urge to flat our run, trying to remain as quiet and quick as possible. The woman heads for the main checkout counter, looking for the librarian. At the very least, she can take the woman with her or even use the librarian as bait. She can only hope that the librarian was not a monster as well. Paranoid? Well after so many tricks and disguises, she was willing to accept anything at the moment.

It was minutes later that the monster realized he was alone again, at the moment.

The student looked harmless enough, although of course the occasional idea was that she would go ahead and tell on him, hailing one of the library personnel or anyone else who might be around. Just typical. And here he was, reading up on books about witches and magic, just trying to enjoy the silence as much as he could.

Oh well. Perfect afternoons were meant to be spoiled by some fortuitous circumstance, after all.

Kouzakai lazily threw the book onto the floor, and using his athletic ability, leapt onto a book stack. The resulting action caused a chain reaction of sorts and it caused the stacks crashing onto one after the other, halted by a wall nearby. That was enough to cause a commotion which sent the librarian scurrying into the area to see what the problem was.

Perfect for him. All that was left now was to track the girl, unseen, which he did best.

Kanoe's mouth was just opening to speak to the librarian when a loud series of crashes sound from the back areas of the library. She did not have to guess who that might be. The librarian on the other hand had no clue and rushed off to see what had happened. So much for warning the woman. Whatever was going on, the monster sounded grouchy and she was not about to stick around.

Giving up any bit of stealth, the witch runs for the double doors that lead back to the hallway. She was not sure where she could run or hide. But, she could at least keep the beast in sight in the more narrow hallways. If the worst happens, she could freely use her magic with minimum damage to the area around her as well. The witch did not think the beast saw her, perhaps the librarian will provide a suitable delay as Kanoe runs down the halls heading for the closest exit.

All of a sudden the girl's view was hampered by a shadow in the distance, dangling from the ceiling.

" My, my, the vents in this building are SO efficient." Kouzakai spoke, smiling malevolently. " I wonder why they were built that way?"

Kouzakai looked over at the girl, not even having the slightest idea that she was from the pages of the very book he was reading just a while ago. She looked like every student from the school, the only difference was that she looked a bit...different.

But the monster paid no mind to that difference, and judged that it was merely a choice of clothing and style that separated her from the others. All the more reason why he should continue pursuing her.

Kouzakai plopped down from the ceiling and to the floor in an impressive flip that ended in a stand.

" So..." he said, " Mind if I join you, for the night?"

Kanoe froze in her tracks as the creature descended from the ceiling. So much for using the other woman as bait. Why did it always have to be her? With her escape route blocked, the woman was already slowly walking backwards. She knew if this thing reaches her it will be over. Her skin tingles as she began to channel her mana through her body. If she can just knock the thing out or better yet kill it then she could try run a different way.

"Most likely to help monsters like you," She says coldly, "And perhaps that woman in the library is more to your liking this night."

She could care less about a staff member so Kanoe was all the more willing to give the librarian up if it saves her own skin. But with her luck, this beast will have some sort of attraction to the witch. She never knows why but that did not matter. A spell was already at the tip of her tongue when the worst comes rushing at her.

" Witches always used incantations to fire up their spells and make it successful; however, more experienced and more wiser witches can, at will, fire off spells without so much of an incantation. These were called hand witches, and it usually takes a long time and a lot of mana..."

Those were the very same words that reverberated through his head as the girl started chanting a mantra that seems to invoke something evil; something that would be a very big trouble for him, if ever she managed to finish that chanting. He never could figure out how they operated, witches, but all he knew was that this girl was definitely one of them, and she was trying to pull a fast one on him. There was only one thing left to do.

" Oh no you don't, missy!" he shouted, racing on the walls and quickly wrapping a tentacle around the girl's mouth and binding her hands together.

Those were, as he had read, some of the main weapons used to fire spells. Now if she cannot do both, how would she, then, fire at him?

" Now, now, I think we can sort this thing out..." he said, leering at her. " Just relax your pretty li'l head, and I won't hurt so much as a strand of hair on your body..."

Fast! She watches as the thing races for her along the walls. The incantation grew louder as her hair began to sway as if by an unknown breeze. Dark energy crackles along her arms and begins to gather in her hands. Almost there...

"Mmph!"

The woman lets out a muffled yelp as tentacles shoot out from the creatures body like a bullet. Her wrists snap together causing the energy to crackle and disappate into nothing. The witch's eyes widen in horror as the monster continues to approach her. Kanoe tugs and pulls at her bonds but she knew it was useless. After being here for over a year, she knew how this island works. If captured, she was going to be raped until it was satisfied. She stares daggers at the scaled being as she stands there with her wrists bound.

Kouzakai slowed down once he saw what had happened.

He was definitely right; the girl possessed powers far beyond his reckoning and what he boasted in brute strength, he lacked in knowledge of the arcane. She would have creamed him significantly, though not enough to put him away. But had she launched a full assault she would have done major damage.

He smiled as he looked at her eyes, so full of anger and rage. If looks could kill then this monster would've been kept away this early.

" Well, well, well..." Kouzakai said, smiling. " Looks like we find ourselves in a fine fix."

He circled his adversary, like a shark circled its food. She was trembling, not with fear, but with anger.

" I guess I can spare you one more shot at honor."

He used a tentacle to slowly unbutton her uniform all the way down, then slowly released her.

" A garment for each time that I catch you. Once you lose them all...you're mine." Kouzakai spoke with such relish. He had never before faced someone who had enough knowledge of magic, and he was always a sucker for fights.

He figured he might as well try out the girl.

She briefly pulls against the tentacle holding her there as if to try to pull away from the approaching beast. The witch follows the creature as it circles her like a hungry animal stalking it's prey. The woman curses herself for being so helpless and having been caught so easily. Her teeth lightly sinks into the tentacle wrapped around her mouth as she glares at the monster.

A tentacle began to strip her as expected but what happened caught her slightly off guard. After unbuttoning her blouse, the tendrils withdrew. A shot at honor? The creature seemed to want to play with it's food before raping. Her blouse hung open revealing her pale orbs held in by a lacy black bra. Her jaw clenches in annoyance. She did not have much of a choice in the matter.

"Fine," She mutters as she pulls off the jacket of her uniform and drops it onto the floor.

She was now down to her open blouse, bra, skirt and shoes. The thing was fast and if she attempted to cast anything right now the thing would just grab her again. Her hands open as she brings them close to her body as if about to cast another spell. With a flash of her eyes, the woman runs to the right and through a classroom door, shutting it behind her. That was only going to buy her a second of two as she began to chant, dark energy crackling down her arms.

Clever, clever.

Kouzakai watches as, freed from his clutches, the girl quickly rushes into an empty classroom. Ominous sparks emanate from within as the girl quickly starts her incantations, and the crackling of dark energy starts to resonate through out the room.

Kouzakai paces outside, thought, waiting and watching the proceedings that happen in the room.

" We're not so different, you and I." Kouzakai started to speak. " Your power seems to come from the dark, and by all standards, I am a dark creature."

However, he avoids veering inside the room. For, if she really had gathered enough energy, he did not know to how much extent she could use. And if she had levels unprecedented and unheard of in the school, she could very well blow his head off.

" Our desires are almost alike, witch." He said, while remembering a passage from the book...

' Witches sabbaths do sometimes get out of hand. Young, nubile witches would invoke the power of the demon, source of all their energies, and offer themselves to him in an effort to beget more and to trick. What comes after is an immoral act, the likes of which resides in the deepest, darkest corners of the human mind...'

" So, you see, there really is nothing to fear from me." he said, leering once again.

Kanoe kept her eyes on the door. She was ok as long as the spell does not go off prematurely as the orb hums softly in her hand. Countless threads were compactd in a tight rotation, ready to burst upon her command. Sweat glistens lightly over her pale skin as she kept her concentration.

An annoyed 'tch' left her lips as the beast began talking through the door. Now the thing wanted to parley, no chance. She was not sure what the scaled creature was but it was doubtful it knew any magic. The thing did not seem to need magic with how fast it can move and tentacles for reach. Kanoe did not let the monster get to her. The witch knew they were nothing alike, she was not a monster.

She just had to be patient. The woman has seen a few of those stupid horror movies to know it was when they let their guard down is when the monster strikes. She was not going to make the same error. Kanoe was not going to check outside or think the beast has left and given up. No, she will stay right where she is to give this beast what it deserves.