Suffice it to say she had gotten quite lost in the woods of the island. she had eaten edible fungus the past night and surely had missed quite a number of classes. She had been headed to a cove she had found one day but, couldn't find it again. instead she found a cavern that seemed quite misty she found herself drawn in; her love of water and curiosity getting the better of her. after a few twists and turns of the naturally lit caverns she found the deepest point; a natural large heated spring. it was quite deep actually she couldn't see a bottom nor could she feel one with her hand. she shrugged slightly.
"It's so inviting... my legs are so sore..."
She poke to herself. She was clad in cut off sweatpants and a cut off sweatshirt,, under which was a two piece bikini of sorts, one she had painstakingly stitched herself made in seven layers of crochet thread it's tone matched algae dotted water; a light blue with a few green hints. she planted the repaired surf board she had brought with her against a wall and lowly sank into the calming pool, the sweat shorts floated up a bit revealing the hand stitched bikini bottoms.
"So... perfect..."
She again thought aloud as her muscles relaxed one by one.

Sometimes things are better left undisturbed, since when things start to get really messy, then you wouldn't have to listen to yourself say: ' I knew this was a bad idea.'

It was home to one fo the island's resident monsters, the amphibian merman Kouzakai, who had been originally of the sea. But he would trade the relative calmness of the pool anyday against the constant changes in the depths, the constant turbulence of the underwatter currents that supplied both fresh and saltwater to the island.

It was beginning to be one ordinary day again for him, in this quite place of solitude and meditation. It was here he regained his strength, was here were he always planned out daring new tactics for ensnaring these girls which had become quite his favorites among the many races he's destroyed and ravaged. It was just their nature which appealed to him, demure yet in a flash, obscene.

He was immersed in these thoughts when a splash was heard overhead. He looked up from under the depths, and saw a familiar shape. But thoughts came quickly to mind.

NO way...even here? They do reach far and wide for quiet times.

But then again, positive thoughts started flowing. At least he wouldn't have to look too far...plus he's refreshed and fully ready to go get someone again.

He decided to remain a silent observer for the time being.

Something stirred below her; she could feel the vibrations caused from her landing then returning through the currents in various patterns that gave a roughly animal appearance this hadn't been her mental ability over liquid this was just something she had learned after being in water nearly every day of her life and the more recent paranoia developed ability to notice everything that seemed abnormal.
She knew it was there and she ducked her head under the water eyes wide and glaring downwards at Kouza Kai though she didn't physically see it she knew. she pulled her head up out of the water she had no wish to leave yet though. Instead of leaving she further immersed herself her long two colored hair freely floating in the water as she completely submerged herself a large air bubble escaped from below the legs of her shorts. she stayed there for so long one might get the impression she could actually breath under the water. this wasn't the case no matter how much she had wished it were; the best she could to was keep the water out of her mouth pulling in bits of oxygen from the water until her mind gave out and she lost control. It came much sooner than she remembered it having done in the past to further her displeasure.
Pulling her claws from the water they glistened as her top clung to her.
"Damn... I wanted a bit longer..."
She muttered more obscenities under her breath as she calmed her mind and lay back in the large spring just floating for the moment.

He was underneath her when she suddenly ducked into the water, and glared at him.

He was sure he was perfectly camouflaged, that his colour freely blended in with the natural colors of the water and his surroundings. But what was this that she was doing? He wouldn't understand it until leter, but unfortunately for him somehow he felt the paranoid delusion that she ACTUALLY saw him.

Slowly he backpedaled, to change positions, a bit far from her. That was when the illusion of her being able to stay in the water and breathe oxygen thru water hit him. Being so long immersed in this body of water, she had to be able to do that. He saw her actually struggling for a bit before she emerged from the water...she wasn't amphibian, after all.

Slowly he looked for some way to trap her with her own devices. She has somehow displayed an ability to control watery substances, if not learn to breathe underneath water. He had not seen this little development and has decided to think things over.

She may not be so defenseless, it seemed.

The warmth of the spring teased her body as she just lay there. it was an itch at first, it soon became an urge. though she could feel the eyes still on her, whatever it had been seemed to have moved. She resisted the urge to touch herself though her body seemed to squirm in the waters from the unfulfilled desire... she pulled the tie to her shorts hoping loosening the grip they had on her hips would deafen the urge enough for her to relax.
Her body calmed and she rolled in the water, again her eyes mouth and nose submerged though this time her eyes held closed; it would appear as a good time to attack though it was far from it, like this she felt even the sand at the bottom shifting in the weak currents.

The water was too calm for doing anything. Any attack can be felt right now.

This he has learned thus far from warfare training he received in the past, although he would very much like to attack now. Having removed her lower clothing and swimming yet again in the water, she has now provided him with quite a nice view of her lower extremities...her legs, threading thru the water...not muscular, but smooth, and shapely...and her bikini which gave him quite a nice view of her round bum.

Swimming beneath the girl he was trapped in some kind of an 'art of war' thing. Move before your enemy moves. KNow you weakness and you will know your enemy. Damn...why was he like this?

Maybe it's because he felt something which he hadn't felt in other girls since they were...well...'normal'.

Anyway, the only way he could prove himself wrong is if he would try to provoke the girl. See how far he can go.

Slowly he moved, slowly he threaded...the only thing he could do is to hide his movements, and somehow he has found the answer to that problem.

Her eyes opened slightly the slow vibration had nearly stopped, practiacally matching the current itself. she had the impression now something was hunting her and she didn't like it. being able to tell what was coming was one thing. guessing a strategy was another thing entirely. she grabbed the floating shorts and returned them to around her hips tying them as tight as they would the desire returned when she did a cheshire smile of which she had given out many times since arriving crept across her face, whatever it was that had been there wanted to play a game of chess now. she knew very well she couldn't leave the spring now, this thing hadn't come up for air; it could breath down there, and if that was true, more then likely it swam faster than she could even if she used the water to propel her and it would have her before she could reach the path.
let's play...
she flexed her hand extending the claws, the ripples it sent through the water signaling that the game had begun though; she didn't know exactly what the stakes were.

He kept circling down below, controlling the currents. It was one gift that he had been given, and at this moment he was highly thankful that his fast swimming and his quick movements were controlling the situation. The waters were shifting; he was getting the leverage he needed.

Slowly he stopped, and he looked up. She was threading thru the waters, although cautiously. He felt that he was controlling her as well, but that couldn't be possible. He looked up to further more spy on his prey, and see if there were anything about her that could work for her advantage.

Aside from clothes which looked quite stitched together a bit smartly, the only thing that seemed a threat to him were those things from her hands...cat claws which looked well-sharpened. But he would test that later...since his scales were quite tough, and has stood the test of time. Besides he has been in quite a few battles himself and the only thing he's gotten out of it is quite a few more names of his past prey.

He kept controlling the currents, hiding in between them as though he was never there.

"I hate the wait..."
She was meek her movement was erratic her fear apparent even if she was attempting to hide it. her legs rubbed roughly together to quell her physical desire as best she could. She wondered what was taking it so long to make a move and it was irritating her to no end. her bikini had shifted under her shorts from her rough leg movement and she didn't dare to adjust it with something down there, the view up her shorts now much more enticing than it had been before.

He did not know why. Perhaps she had looked so frightening before that she might be of some threat to him...but right now it didn't matter, since he saw what he saw.

Her shorts had ridden up quite a bit to expose some parts of her that wasn't meant for viewing...not if there was a monster down there, beneath you, that was looking at you like a piece of meat meant for eating. But she was meant for...another kind of 'eating'. That's the bad part. He looked at her longingly.

Damn the consequences.

He kept in mind some of the lessons he had been taught. Strike first, wait for the retaliation, then counter and weave...counter and weave. Well he hoped he had taken all the lessons to heart. He started his slow ascent, sliding in between currents he had created, until he slowly quickened. He started swimming faster, sliding skillfully...until he was like a blitz, moving at speeds impropable for a human and rather than sliding in between he was riding the currents, using the speed they created to propel himself upwards. Until he was almost at the surface.

At this point he mustered all muscular strength and propelled himself upwards. The he used his tentacles once again and shot at the girl, in an effort to surprise her and render her immobile by binding her.

That was it; She pushed herself quickly away from her spot the tentacles meeting with the tips of her claws as they overshot her, it was an odd bit of irony that she herself had grabbed him and dug her shape claws into it before letting it go.
"So, one of ya bastards huh..."
she felt the bikini more like a thong now blushing slightly that it had an uninterrupted view of her backside.
"Let me guess, ya want ta get into my panties right? I'm not going to be the easiest 'toy' you've ever met ya know!"
her trademarked cheshire smile crossed her face as she flexed her fingers the claws clattering slightly as she did; She was obviously afraid though her stance was still quite strong for wading chest deep in water. she had been shocked when she couldn't make a stronger larger platform in the water to use but, the small spots under her feet would have to work.

The tentacles overshot just as he launched them towards the girl. Carelessness. Instead what met him was the sharp claws of the girl, digging into the tenderness of the binding intruders. It did hurt, but not what he couldn't stand. He's developed a high tolerance to pain and welcomed it...it told him he was still alive, he reckoned.

He landed onto a craggy surface on the banks of the small lake, looking at his wound. It seemed no more than a scratch;he flexed it of. It stung, but he ignored it.

" Quite impressive." he said," You were the first one to be able to evade that type of attack."

He sat down, crouching, looking at the half submerged girl and trying to find a weakness. Bingo...the area she moved on wasn't entirely stable at all, nor was it that large.

Exploit your enemy's weakness.

" Let's try that again..." He said, standing up and jumping once again into the water.

"I feel honored"
She scoffed looking at the creature return to it's attack. She followed his movements carefully as she stepped forward the area she stood on moved with her feet; It was nothing but water bunched so dense she used it to stand on. unfortunately all that was needed to destroy it was to take away her concentration; a feat easily accomplished with someone so fearful.
"So aren't just going to try and rip my clothes off and take me? want to play strip your prey?"
she taunted him a bit obviously over confident as the brutish persona usually was.

" I seem to know you." he said. " You're the type of student who sort of fears somethings and tries to hide them thru vicious words and rough actions."

Once more the monster jumped into the water. Slowly he swam to the bottom...and looked once more at the student's luscious body. Her smooth legs, her petite form, and everything that he wanted. It was her.

" Why don't you try to let go of your fears?" he said once again as he shot out, playing with her and testing her reactions to different situations he was placing her in.

" Conquer your fear...and I'll conquer you." He said, smiling darkly.

"I you'll never get me you don't have what it takes... You might get the slut; but not me."
She obviously knew something about herself that Kouzakai didn't. She dodged well enough most of the attacks easy enough to find amidst a shared element.
"You're pretty slow ya know that or is It just that I'm faster than you in the water?"
She asked not knowing that he was toying with her; until she found herself without anywhere to go a corner wasn't exactly what she wanted now... the only direction she could go was down; she took a deep breath and began diving moving at an almost inhuman speed though still nowhere near as fast as him.