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Warning: This story is rated M for sexual content, which includes anal, tentacles, monsters, and mature content. If you are under the age of 18, then please read with caution since you are under-aged. You have been warned.
Chapter One: The Academy
It was a sunny morning as the birds were chirping, the clouds were few within the sky, and the wind was rather calm. A girl of eighteen years of age approached a massive building with a gray exterior made of brick as she was mumbling something beneath her breath. In her right hand was her resume, in which she was trembling a little from uneasiness.
'I hope this works,' she thought. Her light brown hair was at medium length as it reached past her shoulders. It also had a tint of pink to it. Her eyes were golden yellow like the sun. She had on a black mini skirt with dark stockings covering her entire legs. A deep scarlet jacket top concealed her white short sleeved blouse. She was about five feet four inches tall, and very timid.
'Here I go,' the lass sighed. She approached the glass doors to the main lobby of the structure as her left hand tugged on it with difficulty from the weight. The female stepped inside to what felt like a retro environment, or an office space consisting of beige colored carpet, tan colored walls, and the semi dismal lighting within the area. Up ahead was a wooden desk with a man sitting behind it, as he seemed rather occupied.
"Excuse me…" she muttered. "I'm here to apply as a monster hunter." The youth held her resume tightly in both hands across her waist, as the instructor didn't seem to notice her. The brunette could smell coffee and hear noise banging from a different room. To her right and left were more desks as leather simple chairs were behind and in front of each one for guests and employees.
"Huh?" The man was in his late forties with thin black framed glasses over his blue eyes, and his hair was short with a mix of brown and gray. He had on a light beige vest over a white sleeved shirt and matching cinnamon pants. In front of him across his desk were papers as he stood up and sorted through them as if appearing to be busy on purpose.
"I'd like to be a monster hunter," the visitor said again. She held out her resume in hopes for the teacher to take it, but he didn't budge as she withdrew herself with irritation beginning to flood her emotions. "Sir?"
"Where did I put it?" the older one whispered while stacking papers together and sorting through another pile simultaneously. His eyes didn't even look up as the teenager spoke up again.
"Sir, my name is Mitsune Freyla, and I would like to be a monster hunter," she barked with a serious look on her face. "And since you're not paying attention I might as well just leave." Without another word Mitsune stomped her right foot, pivoted, and angrily headed for the door. She wasn't sure whose fault it was, but wasting her time wasn't what she had in mind.
"Wait." A gentle voice interrupted her as she glanced to her right to see a teenage male staring down at her with a warm smile. His spiky light blond hair and crimson eyes with a height of five foot seven made him seem rather superior and in his early twenties. "Come with me." He had on a light blue vest with a similar white sleeved shirt, and black soft pants.
"What?" Mitsune felt her right hand being grasped by his as he pulled her toward the odd hallway to the right of the entrance. The space was about eight feet tall and five feet wide as she felt rather cramp while walking beside him. The music became louder as disco lights were shimmering across the walls. The hallway emptied into a large room with circular and smooth lobby tables, a few chairs around each table, and many people around her age dancing about with several of them having a red cup in their hands.
"A party?" The brunette felt out of place as a lot of the dancers were tall, and most of them were in the early twenties like the blond accompanying her. The music was a techno style as the wooden floor was split in half, or half of it vacant and the other half filled with chairs, tables, and other sorts of furniture like black leather couches.
"It's a graduation celebration for the recent students who are now officially monster hunters," he explained with a grin. "Are you from the academy, too?" They stood near the hallway exit, as Mitsune couldn't help but gaze at the temporary dance floor along with the mysterious drinks.
"The academy?" she repeated with a squeak. "No, I was trying to apply, but that man ignored me, so I just left. Like you probably saw…" Her eyes met with his as she had to lift up her head in order to see his face. She was really shy, but she was also very observant.
"Yeah, so I heard," he snickered. "Anyway, the academy is called Beldam University. It's a school where you learn about various monsters, and you go out on missions to increase your rank. The more tasks you do the sooner you graduate and become an official monster killer."
"And why are you telling me this?" the companion asked with hesitation. She clasped her hands across her bosom, which was about medium size. The music was changing songs, as the lights seemed to flash more according to the rhythm.
"I highly recommend going there because that guy, and the other workers here, won't even look at your resume, unless you've graduated from Beldam." The man seemed relaxed and confident as she listened closely to his words. "I'm sure you'll be a great student there."
"How'd they know-" Mitsune had lowered her eyes in dismay, only to lift her head to see that the fair-haired fellow had disappeared. "Where did he go?" The brunette sighed, as she didn't even get a hint of his name, but she understood where to go next. The party continued on as she stood there for a while by herself staring at the somewhat blank resume in her right hand.
'That was weird,' she contemplated to herself with a frown. The song changed again, as the silver blinds covering up the windows blocked the sunlight. The lass sensed that it was an opportune moment to depart from the office as suddenly another guy was staring right at her waving his right hand as if signaling her to approach him.
"Hey you," he hollered with a wide smirk. His black spiky hair and violet eyes made him rather aggressive. He had on a gray jacket over a blue shirt and contrasting dismal pants. He appeared to be around the age of twenty with a height of five feet eight inches. He was sitting down on a chair along the far wall beneath the illuminating windows.
"M-me?" Mitsune gasped. She sauntered across the wooden flooring and between a set of tables and chairs as the guy had a red cup in his other hand, and a girl was sitting beside him as if she was his partner.
"Yes you," he chuckled. "Can you do me a favor?" The female stood obverse of him as she awaited his message with anxiousness. "Stand on that table for me." The brunette, being gullible as she was, did as told and grasped the round table with her left hand. He took another sip of his drink as he nodded with laughter in his voice. "That's it."
"Alright…" Mitsune gritted her teeth as she climbed onto the table, and was about two feet taller. The man then got up, placed his cup onto the floor, and stood across from her. "Now what?" He continued to laugh as he raised his hands as if about to touch her legs.
"Get off that table," a voice roared from behind. The brunette wheezed in awe as within seconds the fellow was lying across the floor lamenting with discomfort as if he had been ferociously kicked in the stomach. "He's after your innocence, that pervert. Don't be so naïve." Without looking, Mitsune immediately flew off the table, landed onto her shoes, and ran for the hallway exit.
"Ahhh! I can't take it!" The visitor swiftly looked behind her to see if anyone was pursuing her, but all she could see was the back of a dark haired girl standing over the man that attempted to make out with her. Her shoes felt the soft carpet beneath them as she made her way to the exit, opened up the door on the right, and rushed outside into the familiar sunlight.
A few days had passed as Mitsune did as told and applied to the Beldam University, in which she immediately headed there with heavy curiosity. The campus was massive with many emerald hills, forests, and even a river. The building itself was made of glass with a blue roof that was flat across. It appeared to be about four hundred feet tall with a few different floors, and the length of it was too long to tell. She approached the front doors as the sidewalk was made of pale bricks with harshness in each step.
'This is it,' she smiled. 'I might finally be a monster hunter.' The glass sliding doors exposed the interior of the school, in which the floors were made of a white tile. The walls were pale as well, as the school uniforms were light blue jackets for both male and female students. The girls had on black miniskirts with thigh thighs or stockings of choice, and the boys had on the same blue in pants.
'This is huge!' Mitsune sauntered inside as the glass exposed the outside of the building, which were basically woods, filled with many trees and animals. The ceiling began at ten feet, and eventually rose to the few hundred feet within the center of it where the soothing pool was, for swimming, but mainly decoration. The wooden front desk was up ahead as she went toward it.
'It's overwhelming…' The brunette bit her lower lip as the nervousness began to increase and her heart began to race. Her black backpack felt heavy across her shoulders, as her jacket and midnight blue miniskirt contrasted her white thigh thighs, which went up to her knees. Moments from now she would be receiving instructions, and possibly her first mission details.
"Hello, welcome to Beldam University," a voice uttered over an intercom. She went through the main lobby and up to the desk as a lady was behind it. The woman was in her mid-twenties with curly golden hair, thin glasses covering her blue eyes, and a black suit with a jacket and pencil skirt.
"Can I help you?" the blond inquired. Mitsune leaned against the desk and restlessly squirmed.
"I'm Mitsune Freyla," the brunette answered. "I'm here as a first time student." The woman stood up and departed from the desk as she stood across from the newcomer.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mitsune," she retorted with a slight bow. "You're moments from adventure, danger, and learning of course." The brunette blushed from embarrassment, and clasped her hands together across her soft bosom. "I'll take you to the mission room." The older one began to walk toward the pool as Mitsune followed her with ease, but the enormous features around her distracted her eyes.
"You do know how the school system is, right?" the leader wondered. Mitsune flinched as she was interrupted while concentrating on the students wandering about.
"N-no…" she admitted with tenderness. "It's like a school though with classes. I understand that much." The pool was to their left as its smooth surface was very surreal. It was about a hundred feet long and twenty feet wide with the high ceiling above it and also the two upper hallways with the classroom doors exposed.
"That's correct. You will be learning about skills, partnering, and of course monsters," the lass continued. "You will be working with Sumiko. How fortunate." The blond seemed to moan a little in delight, as the companion was rather baffled.
"Huh?" Mitsune's attention was driven away from the pool as the classrooms up ahead were in view, in which the mission room was in the center with a wide glass window along the outside. Within it were several students with teachers and a lot of computer monitors revealing various monsters.
"She's about to graduate, so you're rather lucky that you get to be partnered with someone so experienced," she answered with a wink. "Most of the new students begin anew with no assistance at all." Mitsune sighed as she desired to have that extra venture, but it was probably too late to change her fate.
"Here we are. You will meet Sumiko inside, and receive your first mission. Good luck!" With that, the perky guide let off another gentle bow before leaving the student's side, and going toward the front of the school building. The brunette faced the opening as she walked through it, and into the busy area.
"You must be Mitsune," a voice interrupted. She glanced up to see the same girl with the long black hair, or the one that had tackled the pervert at the office party. "I'm Sumiko Real. You will be my companion and teammate from now on." The fresh student seemed rather oppressive with piercing crimson eyes, the school uniform but with a dark blue color for the jacket, and black stockings covering her legs. She was about nineteen years old and five feet five inches tall.
"It's nice to meet you, Sumiko," the startled partner responded. "I hear that you're an expert or something." She stood there with her arms by her sides as the ally folded her arms with seriousness on her face.
"Yeah," the simple reply sounded. "During the next week you will be taught about enemies, their names, and their flaws. You will also be practicing with your skills and blade. This information will be very beneficial for most of our missions. However, failing a task will not please anyone, especially me. Plus, you have no impression yet as to how horrifying some of these fiends can be both physically and mentally."
"I don't plan on messing up," the student squeaked. "I came here to become a monster hunter." She felt a bit thrilled, but also intimidated by how grave her partner was. "So… What is our first assignment?"
"Don't get too impatient, Mitsune," Sumiko cautioned. "Haste can sometimes lead to disappointment. I am not an instructor, but I do want you to do your best, for the both of us." Mitsune snorted as she felt like her own personal weaknesses were being evaluated and expressed. "Also, these monsters will attack you, and your virginity is their ambition. Don't let them have it, at all." The last line was a mere whisper, as the subject seemed rather personal for the both of them.
"Well, okay," the associate frowned. She didn't say anything else as Sumiko turned to a computer screen that was behind her and revealed the mission details.
"This is a Slimallen." The beast appeared to be like a scarlet flower of dissolution with tentacle arms spewing from it. "It's in the nearby woods, and we have been urged to eliminate it. As I said before, there's a week to ready us for it, in which you will be taught about it from your instructors. You may now go to your apartment to unpack if you wish."
"I'm sure we'll be fine," Mitsune weakly mumbled before watching Sumiko begin to speak with a different student who had a simple look to his appearance. She let out a heavy sigh as she read the computer screen for a while, in which it was obvious that the creature was in fact deadly like told.
The figure was moving about as all of its techniques, errors, and data was in great detail, but she was too distracted by the recent conversation to look at any of it. Mitsune exhaled again before exiting the room, and making her way to her new-sprung apartment.
End of Chapter One