Definition of Temptation

[Nazier]

It was starting to get late now. Nazier and Karina were just coming back from the coffee shop and were now heading to his apartment. The sky was in a state of twilight as the sun hadn't completely set, nor had the moon completely risen. This tranquil time of day put Naz at a slight disadvantage. There wasn't enough noise like the hustle and bustle of the mornings to cause an echoic resonance for him to see things, nor was it as quiet as the dead of night, which amplified any little sound he heard.

He didn't need it at the moment through. He already had a mental map of this area and wandered through it as one would follow the mini map on an RPG game. That is when he remembered something. Something so crucial that he could hardly believe he'd forgotten it. There was no milk in his refrigerator. Now how was he supposed to eat his Lucky Charms? Was he to dig them out of the box like some starving child and eat them dry? No. He was far above that. But the store would be closing soon and he had never gone there before. He had no map of that part of the city just yet. It would take him far too long to get there. The store would close and he would be left with nothing but a box of dry cereal.

He was defeated.

Unless...

He suddenly stopped walking and turned to face the direction of his partner. "Karina, I need to ask a very important favor of you." With his flat, emotionless voice, one might assume this request was of the utmost importance. "I would be in your dept if you could do this for me." He then reached in to his pocket and pulled out a few bills before holding them out to her. "Could you run to the store and buy some milk, please? I need it for my Lucky Charms."

He stood there and awaited her request. Hopefully her legs would carry her to the store in time before the doors closed. His lucky charms depended on it.

[Karina]

Karina had been walking alongside Naz as they were heading home together from the cafe. Everything had been going well, until Naz stopped dead in his tracks. "Karina, I need to ask a very important favor of you."

When Naz said this, Karina's mind instantly jumped to marriage. She envisioned him getting down on one knee holding out a black box with a diamond ring in it. She would look surprised and then yell out "OF COURSE!" as he would rip off his black band, see her for the first time and then hug and kiss her.

Just as she was about to say "YES, NAZ, OF COURSE I'LL MARRY YOU!", he instantly came out with his request. "Could you run to the store and buy some milk please? I need it for my Lucky Charms."

Karina didn't know whether to be pissed or disappointed. She couldn't help but make a bit of a pouty face as she snatched the money out of his hands. "Hmph! Fine." She couldn't control the bit of frustration that she had felt, and took it out on the bills by crumpling them up and shoving them into her little black purse.

She didn't bother asking whether he'd be alright being home by himself as she went to the store. She stormed off, without looking back. As she was about to turn the corner, she yelled out, "I DIDN'T WANT THAT STUPID DIAMOND RING ANYWAYS!"

[Honey]

A young women looking about tweenty-one walked out of the shadows. She had caramel skin, and long dark red hair. it was perfectly straight and fell to her hips. She was a curvy women. A little seductive style lay on her face. Her bangs covering her jade eyes. Her black heels didn't even click as she walked right up behind The boy. The women out of the picture, now was perfect. He wouldn't be getting that cereal in the morning. It's too bad he was blind. This would make it a little harder. The bottom of her dress slid up a little as she walked. it was to be expected. It was a strapless, showed off her whole back, though it was laced with ribbon to hold it on, and barley went down past her large butt. A burlap sack in her pedicured hands. She walked right up behind him, wrapping her arms along his neck so her breast pushed up against it.

"Be good now," Her voice sounded just like that of a snake. She quickly pulled the sack over his head and slammed his body to the ground, her foot stomping on his back as she pulled the rope out to tie his hands behind his back. Another rope securing the bag on his head, and muffling any sound her could make. "Let's get this over with." She muttered as she began quickly dragging him away.

[Mortis]

The rumors were true. For the last few days male students had been disappearing from campus without a trace. Eyewitnesses reported that the kidnapper was an attractive woman, though not bizzare. Except for a silver ring she wore inscribed with cryptic glyphs. A symbol of the Clatholm Gang.

Mortis walked quickly through the streets of Death City. He had personal reasons for going off alone to take down someone affiliated with the gang. But he had no idea where to look! The cold night air kept him alert and blew his ponytail around as he walked randomly in the hope of finding a lead. He was starting to think that it was going to be a long night, when a girl walked around the corner.

It was Karina Lockheart. He had never met her before personally but as a teacher, he had seen her around the school. She has a partner, nicknamed "Naz". where was he? Don't meister and weapon pairs stay close to each other? He walked up to her and introduced himself.

"Excuse me Karina. My name is Mort. You know, the new teacher at the academy? I was just wondering where your partner was."

He decided to exploit her personality by adding:

"Apparently there is a beautiful woman going around and snatching up boys only from the academy. I don't know how and why but you might want to stay closer to your partner. Where is he?"

[Nazier]

After listening to his partner storm off, Naz wondered if maybe he did something wrong? Should he not have asked her for that favor? She definitely seemed upset. Especially yelling about a diamond ring? He didn't understand anything. Perhaps he should find a way to contact Krad and ask him what that meant, then suddenly, Nazier felt a pair of soft arms around his neck, pulling him in to a pair of soft breasts. He was stunned for that moment. Karina's breasts were the only ones he'd ever felt like this, but this pair. It felt different so it couldn't have been hers.

"Be good now," that deep feminine voice commanded before Nazier felt a sack be thrown over his head. He didn't know what was going on or how to react, but before he even had a chance, he was pushed on to the ground and had a sharp heel stepping into his back as the bag was tightened. Was he being kidnapped? That was a stupid question. He was already caught.

Nazier couldn't sense anything that was going on, so he didn't even attempt to call out for help. He decided to see where this would go. He wanted to be sure that any attempts to escape would be at least 50% effective. But that would take time and patience. Even still, the whispers on the winds carried the faint tale of male students of the academy being kidnapped recently. He'd heard whispers of this every so often, but disregarded many of them until now. Maybe he could get to the bottom of this mystery. Though if he lived to share his knowledge with the world was the real mystery now.

At the moment, all he could do was bide his time and, like a true snake, wait until the perfect time to strike.

[Karina]

As Karina continued stomping her feet, she slowed down, realizing how ridiculous she was being. Of course he wouldn't want to marry me, we''ve barely been together! I'm being stupid. She didn't mean to overreact, but it wasn't unusual of her. She had a bad habit of acting on her emotions, especially when let down.

Karina had been so consumed in her thoughts, she didn't stop herself from walking into a six foot two male with long blonde hair. "Excuse me Karina. My name is Mort. You know, the new teacher at the academy? I was just wondering where your partner was."

He said his name was Mort. Karina had heard rumors about him, especially from a student named Slane who'd recently left the school and disappeared after a practice gone wrong. She figured she'd done something wrong and that's why he was looking for her. As soon as she was about to cut him off, he continued on.

"Apparently there is a beautiful woman going around and snatching up boys only from the academy. I don't know how and why but you might want to stay closer to your partner. Where is he?"

She shut her up quickly. Naz, snatched up?! By some bitch?! It couldn't be so, she thought to herself. That's what he gets...he should've proposed to me. Ahh, who am I kidding?! Karina was beginning to spaz out in her head. She held her head as yelled out. "ARGH!!!!"

She then placed her hands on her hips and sighed a breathe of release. She then looked up at the professor. "I left him back at our apartment...why....what do you think happened?"

Karina's anger began manifesting into frustrating. "Do you think he was kidnapped or something??"

[Honey]

The women managed to pick Nazier up fireman style so that he draped over her shoulders. She began walking at a quick steady pace to an apartment a good distance away. She walked up to an apartment that was hidden in shadow. She unlocked the door and opened it, pulling it closed behind her with her foot. She walked in some way and opened a door opening it and revealing a cluster of boys. She smiled softly before tossing the boy on her shoulder's in. "Play nice with your new friend now." She said softly before closing the door.

The women sat on the couch, near a young boy who seemed to be about eighteen. He had light brown hair but in an emo style, and had a white and black scarf. Her wore a loose grey zip-up hoodie, and green cargos. He curled up to her, and she held him so his face rested on her breast. This boy had been her favorite and she kept him near her in the house like a pet.

[Mortis]

Mort lifted an eyebrow at Karina's behavior. She must really care for her partner... that or she is crazy.

"Naz might already have been taken by now. If you left him alone, and away from other people this late in the evening I'd say he's in trouble. Its a perfect time to strike. But don't worry Karina, I'm looking for her too."

Then, Mort got an idea. He put his hands gently on her shoulders and looked into her eyes. As much as he hated to admit it, the possibilty that Naz had been kidnapped might help with finding the kidnapper.

"Karina. Can you use soul perception? If you can feel his soul. Sense where it is, it'll lead us straight to HER. Then we can defeat her and rescue Naz. Can you do that?"

[Nazier]

Nazier felt the woman pick him up and sling him over her shoulder. She was strong. He wondered how strong. He didn't struggle though, nor did he shout for help. Instead, just as a snake would, he waited. As she carried him he listened to the clicks of her heels and the way she breathed. She was tall. Taller than the average woman anyway, and had a slender build. He analyzed the way the sound waves resonated around her body. He couldn't tell if she was wearing a skirt or a very short dress, but he could make out that she was barely wearing any clothing at all. He wondered what type of woman this was.

He heard her unlock the door to a house and carry him in, then the next thing he knew he was being tossed onto the floor in a pile of what felt and sounded like a bunch of young men. He listened and heard the woman close the door. There was ample amount of noise in the room to get a mental map of the place. It was pretty spacious and he was a good distance away from the woman who captured him. Now was his time to escape.

Nazier's skin seemed to glow a brilliant shade lighter than it originally was. Soon, his entire being was glowing in a luminescent white light and the sleeves on his arms began to flow with the unnatural energy being created. Nazier began to shift into his weapon form with ease. He could feel his body dispersing into small atoms of wavelength before the brilliant white light completely overtook him then, as if black ink was spilled on such pure light, its glow darkened to an evil shade before taking the form of a spiritual snake.

A slender steel blade burst forth from this shadowy light forming a katana's edge; but with a twist. Once the blade had appeared from this shadowy mist, jagged edges, like shark's teeth, would encompass the blade, turning it into a katana-shaped chainsaw. This was the true form of Nazier the Chainsaw Katana. -----------v

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In this form, the binds around Nazier gave way and fell slack against the metal weapon lying in the middle of the floor. Now he was free. After regaining himself, which took mere moments, the blade began to glow with the same black light before expanding and growing into a more human shape. This black energy shattered like fragments of glass, giving birth to the now human Naz, knelt down on one knee with a steady hand placed on the floor and his dark black hair draped over his face.

The young weapon's head tilted up in the direction of the woman who captured him; the black ties of the band over his eyes flowing gently along with his hair. He slowly stood tall and fearless as his open vest clung to his body with pride. "Who are you?" He questioned through his deep, smooth voice. "And what is it that you're planning?"

[Karina]

Karina looked at the man. The way he explained himself sounded pretty logical, but she couldn't help but feel skeptical. It was already creepy enough that he knew her name and that Naz was her partner. How did he know that? Unless he was tied to helping whoever it was that was kidnapping the boys.

"Why should I help you? How do I know if you're not tied in with the creep that's been stealing the boys?" She tilted her head, giving him a questioning look. "How do I know if you're not trying to kidnap me and do funny business with me? I mean, I'm cute after all." A part of Karina's heart was beating quickly. She knew that if Naz was in danger, she was wasting time. At the same time, she didn't know the man. He had to prove to her that he was worth gaining her trust.

Superficially, Karina was calm and collected, trying to give off as little hint of worry. But mentally, she was breaking apart. Thoughts of finding him dead was consuming her mind. But she needed to know first.