Saeton: Hey wow, I got a few more reviewers this time, fantastic. So how is everyone? At the college again, as I always am when writing these, just working on some papers, per usual. You can see how dilegently I'm working on them. xD Gawd I can't wait until classes are over.

: Well I hope things are startin' to get good, I'm workin' hard! xDDD I'm glad you're enjoying it hun.

Little-fox012: Well you should be ashamed, taking so long to review! Just kidding, heh. Or am I?! oo Continuing on, I hope you enjoy this just as much as my old one as well, that's what I'm trying for. Thanks for taking the time to write a review.

Classified Lemon: Yep, that much metal is upon the greatness that is Saeton. Kidding, kidding. But yeah, cats are evil little critters. I think mine wants my throat. Oo It's only a matter of time.

SonnyGoten: Doumeki and his silly, stupid self. xD Aw well. Thank you!

jellyD: But suspense is a great thing, you should enjoy it!

Tuli-Susi: xDD I have never tried to put a collar on my cat, I don't think I'd survive. She HATES anything and everything. I kind of based this cat off my own. And as for Yuuko meeting the cat, perhaps.

Estrella85: As for Watanuki being trusting, I actually had some issues with it, but since he's such an open minded person, and doesn't ever want to hurt anyone's feelings, being that it be demon, human, spirit, ect. I opted for the more trusting approach. See where that got him.

Eyes going wide, Watanuki spun on his heels, dropping his bag and he attempted to reach the ending off the alley. Grabbing the brick wall he threw himself into the opening, tripping halfway. Getting on his knees, almost feeling the scooter screech by him, he scrambled back to his feet, ignoring the throbbing in his knees and hands as they scraped the ground. Pumping his arms, he ran as fast as he could, attempting not to look back, though curiosity kept taking the better of him.

Something wrapped itself around the hook of the collar, tying tightly. He barely had time to notice before he was being yanked back, the metal digging into his throat, throwing him to the ground. Landing on his back, all air escaping his lungs, he gasped, eyes going unfocused as he stared into the sky.

The silhouette of the scooter type machine pulled up above him, the figure upon it tilting its head, staring down at his motionless form. Taking off the black glove which adorned its hand, the figure reached down, grabbing the rope which had made its way around his collar, pulling Watanuki up by his neck.

Together, they melted into the soil, disappearing.

Watanuki let a moan escape his lips as his hand reached up, the cold flesh feeling good against his hot forehead. He opened his mouth once more, not bothering at that moment to open his eyes, knowing that the spells of dizziness would over take him if he did. Instead he opted to lie there for a moment against the chill of the hard ground, breathing heavily, attempting to slow down his heart beat which seemed to have sped up within the last few minutes.

First thing was first, he had to open his eyes and figure out where he was. Not that he really wanted to do this, as that would be him accepting that he had once again gotten his butt caught in something that he probably shouldn't have. This was nothing new, but still something he didn't want to face.

Releasing a sigh he finally opened his eyes, focusing on the ceiling first. Dank, dark, and probably dirty, the three D's that he never appreciated. Releasing a sigh he reached a hand up, noting that it wasn't just the ground below him that was chilly, it was everything in general. He could almost feel a cold draft wafting in from somewhere in his vicinity.

Sitting up, one hand rubbing the back of his head which felt caked in mud, he took a peek around. There wasn't too much to look at though, as the room was covered in the blackness that associated itself with a lack of electricity. Slowly with a groan the highschooler stood up, slamming his head against what appeared to be the room of whatever he was in.

It only then dawned on him that he was not only in a very large, dark, wet room, but he was also caged. As he squinted he could just make out the bars which held him inside a small metal contraption. Reaching foreword he grabbed one of the said bars, grip tightening, arm pulling, a feeble attempt to free himself.

"So you're awake."

Blinking, Watanuki spun around, once again forgetting about the ceiling, head crashing against the ceiling. He hissed, back on his knees, hands rubbing his forehead, wondering why in god's name he kept trying to stand up. Through one eye he stared at the pair of feet which had made their way over to him, standing before the cage.

A woman stood there, though no one that he recognized. He couldn't say she was beautiful, but not too bad looking, just about average. From what he could tell she wore tight, body hugging clothing, all black in color. On her hip was a large belt, a small box attached, almost like a remote. In her hand she held a whip, something Watanuki would have preferred not to see, or even question as to why she had it. Through red hair two black eyes scanned him up and down, teeth chewing upon her bottom lip.

The woman bent down, taking the handle of the whip and sliding it into the cage, hitting Watanuki gently in the chin. She forced his head upward to stare at her in the eyes, one eyebrow quirked up.

"Thought you could run away from me, eh?" She snarled. Any form of attraction as a female Watanuki might have had for her was quickly disappearing. "Well guess what. I found you, little pussycat."

Watanuki jumped back, shoulder blades hitting against the cold metal of the cage bars. He shook his head, staring up at her in confusion.

"I think you have me confused." He said to her, making a point to wave a hand to himself. "I have no idea who you are, can I go now? Maybe I can help find-"

The woman shrieked, slamming her fists against the bars, causing the teenager to jump, hitting his head against the ceiling once more. Piercing eyes glared into the cage, mouth fixated into a snarl. She gripped the bars so tightly her knuckles began to turn a sickening white.

"Thinking to trick me eh pussycat?" She growled. Within seconds though her demeanor seemed to change, as she released her hold, taking a step away from the cage. "You're not fooling anyone. You act like my pussycat, looking like my pussycat, you are my pussycat."

By this point Watanuki was becoming quite angry, his fists balling. Glaring at the woman he crouched in place, letting out a hiss.

Wait… a hiss?

Eyes wide, Watanuki lifted up his hands, placing them both upon his head as he had done moments prior. Fingers played with knots, feeling, prying. Suddenly he came into contact with something of a soft, furry nature, very unlike his normal hair. Carefully he reached fingers around the item, feeling them softly.

Behind him something caught his eye. Turning his head slightly, fingers still groping at his head, he stared at the black long strip which moved back and forth behind him in annoyance. It, like the thing on his head, shared the soft fur.

He couldn't hold it in. Releasing a shriek of both surprise, and confusion, he slammed his back against the cage once more, fingers clawing at the choker which seemed indented into his throat. He yanked and pulled, feet pushing against the floor, further shoving him into the bars.

"Let me go!" He yelled, staring up at the woman. "I'm not your cat, this is a mistake! I'm a human, let me go!"

His captor watched his movements for only a moment more before turning away, whip swinging over her back. She raised a hand, almost as if to say a silent goodbye, and disappeared back into the darkness.

After a few more seconds of struggling Watanuki sat still, staring down between his legs to the dark floor beneath him. Brow furrowed, he began chewing on his bottom lip, mind reeling of options, finding none.

Mother fuc-

Watanuki cracked his eyes open, wincing, hands coming up to grip the bars that he had found to be quite useful to sit up. Releasing a groan he turned over, about to take a look around before he was thrashed about again, body rolling back to the corner in which he had first fallen asleep in.

Finally catching his balance Watanuki sat upon his knees, watching the scenery change before him. Two people were dragging his cage by a rope, the bottom upon four feels, down a long hall. The darkness that he had begun to find almost normal was now gone, being replaced by dank, but mildly lit, corridors of mud and slate. Before him the men were silently talking, but neither seemed to notice the one within the cage had awoken.

"Hey, hey! Where am I going? Someone?"

His pleas and demands for an answer went ignored as the two continued down the hall. He could just barely make out two large doors before him, maybe a hundred feet or so. They looked old, broken, and easily able to shatter with a quick slam, but still sturdy enough to hold for looks.

As the two men walked through the door Watanuki was bathed in an artificial light, becoming instantly blind. He let out a hiss, hands covering his eyes, cracking them open just enough so they could get used to the sudden rays.

Before he could do any more the cage was being flipped, his fingers not fast enough to grip the metal as he went rolling. He could feel his body slip away from the cold metal, landing on what felt to be hot dirt. The cage above him was lifted once more, disappearing behind more metal bars.

Before him was a large circle, the inside covered in mounds of sand. It was completely empty besides himself, and two large stones which sat in the center, easily twenty five feet tall. The outside perimeter of the circle was caged in with large bars, easily three five times as thick as the ones which held him previously. On the other side was another door, looking just as frail as the one he had just gone through.

Outside the bars demons sat, watching with wide eyes at the creature that had just been tossed within the circle. Mumbles and yells were tossed about as their eyes studied him, staring him up and down, analyzing what, and who, he was.

Standing up, dusting himself off, Watanuki glanced about, not quite sure what to make of the entire scene. He was slightly overwhelmed, confused, and becoming more and more concerned by the minute. With clenched fists he eyed his surrounding, backing up until his back hit the door.

Suddenly his eyes caught the woman, who seemed relaxed against one of the bars, eyes fixated on him, a grin upon her dark features. She remained silent, every so often looking back toward the other door.

Before he could say a word more cries erupted, the door opening. Another cage was being dragged in, although this was slightly larger. Inside stood a man, his demonic features present. Not only scarred and bruised, but his red skin and long, scorpion like tail which moved back and forth, point aimed toward Watanuki, informed him he was not looking forward to what was to come.

Opening the cage, allowing the dark haired scorpion creature to take a step out, the doors were slammed hut. The man, easily three taller, and weighing more than two hundred pounds of pure muscle then Watanuki himself, stared toward him, crimson eyes gleaming.

Legs shaking, Watanuki looked about himself before finally settling on the person before him. He pinned himself against the wood of the door, feet digging into the dirt, mouth opened as f to say something, anything, but not being able to do so.

Suddenly the man let out a screech, fangs bared, charging toward the prisoner.

Saeton: Kinda short, I know, and Doumeki wasn't involved in this chapter. Don't worry, he'll be there in the next one. Just needed to get this thing rolling.

Oh my god classes are over in another week thank you whoever is out there looking out for me.

So yeah, leaving early because I just got a… special piercing, slightly below the belt, and I am just uncomfortable. Read, review, you guys know how to do it, I don't need to remind/ask. I hope you all have a good day!