It had been only two days since the demonic entity known as Grail rose up from his slumber due to the meddling of some worthless little slut who was now forced to wear a rather spiffy little contraption as punishment for her crimes against his GAL DAMN HIBERNATION. Huffing as he traveled into the school late at night, he knew he could always get a few good leftovers of food from the cafeteria. Sure, he was a demonic force to be reckoned with, but he would be DAMNED to hell if he didn't like tater tots.

Om noming on the the leftover tots and beef burgers he warmed up in the cafeteria microwave, the demon would feel fully sated, letting out a loud burp as he explored the rest of the school that had all been abandoned since closing up earlier in the day. Most of the students now would be in the dorms, or out on the beach enjoying the night, but he always loved to come across that eager beaver of a learner that just had to stay after and do that work.

He cruised the halls of the first floor, peeking in on several of the darkened classrooms to see if there was any life to be had inside of there, which there was not. Growling and huffing, the demon passed by the auditorium that was in the school and checked to see if any of the girls that wished to be actresses would be in back changing their garments...to which there was none. Sighing, and almost feeling as if he was defeated, he moved up to the second floor of the school to see if there was anything to be had up there.

He hoofed it from one classroom to the other, even checking the janitor's closet for anything that could be so delicious to hide in there for whatever reason. Nothing. He cursed silently, already feeling agitated that he could not find a single female inside of the school tonight. Not even the computer lab had some geek girl that was trying to download porn to sate her own lusts for being on an all girl island...this was true hell.

However, there was a light at the end of the tunnel...almost literally, as he saw from one of the doors on the second floor that a light was still on. He could only pray that there was a female inside of there and present. He tip-toed up the best that he could to that door, peeking inside to see if there was anything in there worth going after.

The demon peeked his head up into that window that covered about one-fourth of the size of the door that led into the classroom. His head popped up for a moment to see a delectable young redhead inside of that room pacing about. It was unknown to the creature what she was doing as the student paced, but it was obvious that she was undertaking something rather strange.

As she started to speak into some sort of recording devise, the demon listened in, hearing every word that the student had to offer. Apparently it had been a murder, which intrigued the creature to lift his head up a bit higher to get a better look. Unfortunately for the demon, there was no body in the classroom, no blood at all, and she even had spoken about there being a male involved, a human one at that. The demon knew full well that there was no way a killer was on the island, male at that, and as she flipped over that cheater sheet to congratulate herself, Grail knew that it was just an exercise.

That was when the idea popped into his head. Grinning from ear to ear the demon stepped away from that door and snapped his fingers. In a whirling cloud of black, a female human began to appear from the darkness below. This was, in fact, a doppelganger much like the clones he could summon, but the idea of what Grail saw in his head is what the doppelganger would take the shape of...and that would be a twenty-something Latina female who's shirt was cut to shreds, and she was bleeding profusely from multiple stab wounds in her stomach. She also was wearing nothing but just that torn up shirt and a pair of loose pants.

The doppelganger smiled, laughing slightly before Grail stepped a good five yards away from the door. The doppelganger put on a face of pure pain and terror, and as it grabbed the knob and twisted, pushing that door open violently as she stumbled through the classroom. "OH god....oh god it hurts...Help me...Help me!" She screamed, crying and finally collapsing on the ground as she whimpered in pain. She did somehow manage to kick that door shut in her stumbling across the red-head student who had just solved her own first Nancy Drew mystery.

Upon hearing the red-haired student's reaction to the bloody female that would have burst into that room, the demon sunk down quickly into the darkest corner of that hallway, grinning and listening to the worried student's words as she tried to calm the doppelganger down. He watched as the female rushed out of the room, still calling for help but hearing none that would arrive. The demon's lips turned upwards again, almost a nervous twitch as this had endless possibilities.

Inside of that classroom, the female that appeared to have been stabbed multiple times, and as her shirt shuffled, Skylar would easily be able to see that most of the damage had been in her stomach area, several puncture wounds appearing there to be the source of all the blood. There were, however, several slashes up on the females chest, and it shaped that of a rather crude swastika. It all seemed rather coincidental at that, but the latina woman that was writhing on the floor, crying her eyes out seemed all too real.

As Grail heard the cries from the other room, his sinister plan began to unfold. He snapped his fingers again, this time the puff of smoke would slowly conjure up another doppelganger, but this time around it was a male. He looked young, had somewhat short blonde hair with brown roots, and his face was covered by a crude hankercheif that hid his nose and mouth. He wore a simple white shirt with blood on it, and a pair of bluejeans that were stained as well. In his right hand was a knife with blood dripping off the end of it. It was too perfect.

The doppelganger got to the door that Skylar and the other demon were in. He looked inside the window and began to cackle madly before banging up against it, his hand going for the knob and twisting it. "Think you could get away? Think you could actually run from me?!" He hollered as he opened the door, slamming it open wide while seeing Skylar there as well. "Oh...and you got a friend as well...Sucks to be here!" He screamed, laughing maniacally while gripping that knife tighter.

The man would not harm the student in anyway, of course, but the female demon that looked all too human and looked to be in all real pain was completely and utterly up for grabs. As far as Skylar would be concerned, this was a page right out of her little homework assignment...

Grail was in the hallway almost kicking and screaming with laughter. If he didn't have such an iron will, he would have been busting up laughing, that is for sure. He continued to slowly creep out from the corner that he was hiding in towards the classroom. This was working out quite well, and as the demon had a rather interesting idea what was going on in there, the vigilence of the student that was playing hero would be duely noted.

Inside of the classroom, the man that held the knife looked at the red haired student as she so valliantly put herself between him and the female that he was after. He looked at her for a couple of moments, looking right into her eyes as his flashed completely black for a split second. He growled at the meddlesome student and raised his free hand up, slamming it towards the student's shoulder to shove her out of the way with his superior strength.

Pushing past the young student quickly, the man dived onto the female that had been injured so horribly bad. She screamed, putting her arms out to block herself from her attacker but that was not enough. He was immediatly down on her body again, stabbing away at her stomach as the woman grunted and gasped outloud, crying in the middle of each stab that was taken to her body. The man laughed maniacally as his arm stabbed again and again into the young woman, and as he looked over towards Skylar, the two of them disappeared in a puff of black smoke.

Clapping his hands, Grail stood at the doorway to the classroom, finally bursting out with laughter as he looked towards the frightened female. "They do put on quite the show don't they?" He hissed, laughing and slamming the door behind him whils his prescence became known.

Grail was rather proud of the response that he had gotten out of the crimson haired student. He shook his head and stood there before her as his eyes roamed up and down her body. "I have to admit, for a student you have guts...trying to stop a maniac from killing another person. Most would have turned tail and ran away as fast as they could. But not you...You still have...pride? Honor? Or maybe you're just brave enough that you are stupid."

"As for who I am, young one, I am many things. I'm called a demon, a bastard, a cock sucker, a monster...every name in the book. But no one can seem to remember that my actual name is Grail Sarvas...and that I've got a long, long history of anger problems...and I love every single outrage that I have with those problems." He took a deep breath and let it out, sighing contentedly as his eyes roamed over her body, licking his lips and almost looking at her as if she was a meal. "The real question is, darling...who are you to attack figments of your imagination? Or some psycho with a knife? Do you really see yourself as that great?"

He walked around the classroom, that door locked and barred after he snapped his fingers, a rather huge looking black door sprung up from in front of the wooden one...the only difference is that this door had eyes. Grail circled the young woman, grinning as he awaited her answers to his questions with arms crossed and a head crooked to the side.

Grail faintly heard that word that she whispered and filed it in the back of his mind for now as she pushed herself up against the back of the wall, no where to run. "What the hell? Akuma isn't my name...get your head out of the god damn clouds." He said, feeling reasonably miffed by the way the student would pronounce just a thing. "I just told you what my name is, and you decide to call me something else entirely?!" He ended that sentenced with a shout, picking up a desk effortlessly and smashing it to the ground in pieces.

"What do I want? What do I want...That's the eternal question isn't it? Well, it should be painfully obvious to you, from the display I just showed you, that I want you to fear me, to hate me, to love me, to die for me blah bla blah." Grail went on for a few seconds before pulling up a chair and sitting on it right across from her, about three feet between them as he crossed his legs. "I want your submission of sorts...to realize that you are an insuperior being to one such as myself. You see...I am the reason you will have nightmares for the next several months on end...if you do not play by my rules."

He snapped his fingers once again and licked his lips, his eyes trailing over that body of hers as that homicidal maniac once again spun into life. The knife was still real, still dripping blood, but the only difference now was that he was at bay, holding still as Grail looked on. "You see what this thing is? It's human, right? Wrong...It's a doppelganger...a homunculus if you will. It can make itself into anything it wishes, and you know what? If you don't shed your clothes for me right now, I'll show you what I'll do to you...and you'll get to see your body and face twist in pain before it even happens..."

And as soon as those words were uttered, the demon next to him spun around, looney toons style it seemed and before long, Skylar was looking at a near carbon copy of herself, dressed completely in her uniform...almost as if she was looking in a mirror.

As the demon sat there and watched the young woman fiddle with her blouse buttons, he had to admit that this female had to be either the smartest, or the wussiest female that he had ever come across. That, or he must have done an excellent job nearly making her wet herself with his little act. Taking a deep breath, he leaned forwards for a moment before grunting, shifting his body so that his leg crossed his other in a figure-four type of position.

As the woman continued to do her thing, he watched her suddenly stop, his head tilting to the side as she seemed to have frozen after being left to her thoughts for a split second. The question that she asked would be met with a dull gaze from the demon and he knew then that she was suddenly starting to develop a conscious about this whole ordeal. Sighing in disappointment, the demon shook his head before spitting down on the ground. He stayed there in that chair and licked his lips, returning his gaze to the female while his fingers clenched around that wooden seat.

"You can't? Why can't you? It's a simple action of taking off your clothes. Who do you think I am? What do you think I am? And furthermore, what the hell do you think I want with your clothes?" Licking his lips he held out his hand, his eyes looking towards it before a round egg appeared in his hand. Taking it between his fingers, he held it out to the female.

"You see here? This, is your brain," He started, and then slammed his hand to the side, throwing the egg up against the doppelganger, letting it smack the demon in the head and causing it to splatter all over the place. "And that is your brain when you don't do what the fuck I say. Any questions?" He asked, his eyes glaring at the woman as she stood there still fidgeting about.

Grail noticed that the female looked long and hard at the doppelganger before she started to fidget once again with her clothes. He took a deep breath, finally seeing that she was starting to cooperate with the help of an egg splattering against her mirror's image. Huffing and crossing his arms, tapping his foot, he waited until he saw the very same pinkness of her boy shorts showing on full display. "Boy shorts? Who the hell wears those anymore?" He grumbled, shaking his head with a huff.

"As far as you're concerned...since you just love figuring things out you little slut...you're going to figure me out. You are going to tell me exactly what I am, and who I am through a series of questions. For every answer you get wrong, something is going to happen to you. I assure you nothing fatal, that is for sure...but consider this an opportunity to truly figure out your detective skills. You may ask questions, as many as you want and I will give you the truth to best of my knowledge. How's that sound?" He asked, a sadistic grin coming over his face as that doppelganger came to sit down in front of him.

The demon continued to tap his foot up and down before motioning the young girl towards one of the desks that was facing him. He licked his lips and then put his hand on her own clone's head, pushing it down towards his cock before the demon began to entertain him, his eyes never leaving the student. "Never in your life did you think you'd see such a thing? It's sort of like watching a naughty movie isn't it? Try to keep your head on straight woman...and don't get distracted by what you are surely bound to be doing later."

As he motioned for the student to go and stand at the desk, her little clone began doing some rather interesting and vile things to the demon's cock, one that the young student may never have seen before, or perhaps had, if she was as naughty as the demon claimed her to be.