amazed at the beautiful waterfall. Skyscraper in height the elegance was covered over in beautiful hunter green moss. Beneath the mountain, the water was filled with beautiful blue glowing stars of phytoplankton. With a wave of his hand the water receded to show a stunning city. Once more Bethany was caught to Arax’s broad chest as he puffed larger. The land beneath their feet gave way to a clear blue stream. Bubbles swirled around Bethany’s head, invading her nose and mouth. The clear blue of the water was stunning. They entered a cave alight with glowworms overhead and pigmented microbes. Bethany couldn’t see enough to fill her gaze it was so breathtaking, until they turned down another tunnel. It turned dark and formidable; the murky river was churning dangerously.
Bethany gasped when they surfaced. Dread washed over her as she took in the sight of many large barred wooden doors. Sounds of suffering reached her ears. She gazed up at Arax as he settled her onto a dry platform. On his command a door was unlocked and Bethany was pushed past the threshold. She was to be incarcerated for no crime. Her anger surged and she spun around to beat at Arax, but he was gone.
“Wait,” she cried out as the door slammed behind her. She heard the bar slide across trapping her.
Arax peered into a small square barred opening. “I have duties to attend. I will inform my men you need sustenance.”
“You know I’m not a threat.” Furiously Bethany slammed her open palms against the hard wood. Arax chuckled and for a moment he looked tempted to unlock the door and join her.
“Be calm, little human.”
“Let me out you damned fish on steroids.”
“When, not if, your Zargonnii comes here looking for you he will see your image inside my jail. If he wishes your return he will obey. If not, you had best get comfortable. At least until the tide comes in. Most creatures who are jailed crave the tide. I’m not so certain your species will appreciate it as much. Unless you are lying.” He winked at her.
“I’m not lying. Why would you even think that?”
“Before my father banned our people from opening Earth portals whenever we wished, I heard many stories. Humans have separate bathing rooms where they fill large portals with water. My people can see under the portals.”
Bethany was aghast. “You mean your people can see through a human’s tub? Your people watched us perform private washing rituals?”
Arax laughed. “Tubs, Jacuzzis, under their pools, water parks. Toilets—you need just lift the lid and my people can gaze through the water.” Bethany cringed, and felt the crimson blush creep up her neck over her cheeks with the thought of someone studying her ass as she defecated, gross. “I was told humans had wave pools and water parks. A few of my uncles found it amusing to suddenly appear beside a human in one of these parks. They would slip beside them in the water and poof. Admittedly, a few of my people went too far and popped their heads up through sinks when humans filled them to wash dishes, hence the dishwasher, quicker, safer, saner. A few humans questioned our appearance; after all, not all humans were considered insane, drunk or high.
“Humans name us mermaids, myths. They wrote stories about us and how we would save lives—or take them. Wouldn’t your people be surprised if they really knew the truth of our existence? It’s why father made the ban; humans were getting too close to the truth. Your kind adores the water; I grew up listening to the numerous stories. Now it’s a moot point. Earth has nothing left to amuse my people. Until I discovered you.”
Bethany growled as he strode away. She bashed her open hands on the solid wood door and screamed at him. “You had to help me breathe to get here. Those bubbles you created are why I survived. You have to know that. Why are you being such a jackass and so stubborn? Damn you, come back here and talk to me. Finn’s going to kick your
Bethany gasped when they surfaced. Dread washed over her as she took in the sight of many large barred wooden doors. Sounds of suffering reached her ears. She gazed up at Arax as he settled her onto a dry platform. On his command a door was unlocked and Bethany was pushed past the threshold. She was to be incarcerated for no crime. Her anger surged and she spun around to beat at Arax, but he was gone.
“Wait,” she cried out as the door slammed behind her. She heard the bar slide across trapping her.
Arax peered into a small square barred opening. “I have duties to attend. I will inform my men you need sustenance.”
“You know I’m not a threat.” Furiously Bethany slammed her open palms against the hard wood. Arax chuckled and for a moment he looked tempted to unlock the door and join her.
“Be calm, little human.”
“Let me out you damned fish on steroids.”
“When, not if, your Zargonnii comes here looking for you he will see your image inside my jail. If he wishes your return he will obey. If not, you had best get comfortable. At least until the tide comes in. Most creatures who are jailed crave the tide. I’m not so certain your species will appreciate it as much. Unless you are lying.” He winked at her.
“I’m not lying. Why would you even think that?”
“Before my father banned our people from opening Earth portals whenever we wished, I heard many stories. Humans have separate bathing rooms where they fill large portals with water. My people can see under the portals.”
Bethany was aghast. “You mean your people can see through a human’s tub? Your people watched us perform private washing rituals?”
Arax laughed. “Tubs, Jacuzzis, under their pools, water parks. Toilets—you need just lift the lid and my people can gaze through the water.” Bethany cringed, and felt the crimson blush creep up her neck over her cheeks with the thought of someone studying her ass as she defecated, gross. “I was told humans had wave pools and water parks. A few of my uncles found it amusing to suddenly appear beside a human in one of these parks. They would slip beside them in the water and poof. Admittedly, a few of my people went too far and popped their heads up through sinks when humans filled them to wash dishes, hence the dishwasher, quicker, safer, saner. A few humans questioned our appearance; after all, not all humans were considered insane, drunk or high.
“Humans name us mermaids, myths. They wrote stories about us and how we would save lives—or take them. Wouldn’t your people be surprised if they really knew the truth of our existence? It’s why father made the ban; humans were getting too close to the truth. Your kind adores the water; I grew up listening to the numerous stories. Now it’s a moot point. Earth has nothing left to amuse my people. Until I discovered you.”
Bethany growled as he strode away. She bashed her open hands on the solid wood door and screamed at him. “You had to help me breathe to get here. Those bubbles you created are why I survived. You have to know that. Why are you being such a jackass and so stubborn? Damn you, come back here and talk to me. Finn’s going to kick your
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