Over the jungles of Delta Amacuro, night settles. Soon, it'll be darker than Esa will feel secure about.
Alas, this Bloodforce magic net that she's in feels TOO secure. And she's got no idea where this mosquito plans to bump her off. Hell, he's probably just trailing her, hoping that any bat that flies by to try to eat him will snatch her instead of him...
A bit unfair... And yet, Esa would be lying if she said she didn't like the idea of it...
Below, there's nothing but flooded jungle. The Orinoco Delta is very vast, and very forested.
Abruptly, the mosquito severs the Bloodforce tether. Or rather, he vanishes the tether and net both...and flies on...leaving Esa to freefall once again. She barely has time to teleport away before a candiru abruptly breaches, snatches her by her ass, and dives back down, with her ass clamped firmly in his jaws.
Once underwater, he casts an air-making orb around Esa's head, so she can breathe. He holds on tightly to her ass, as he dives very deeply, where the arapaimas, catfish, and stingrays don't dare feed.
A dogpile of stingrays scatter, alas, as the candiru drags the little day witch down into an underwater hole. It's like a rabbit hole...only underwater. Funny; Esa didn't know rabbits could dive...let alone swim.
Once inside, he takes her down many tunnels. They all curve and fork. Some of them fork more than twice. Esa's got NO idea how her carrier navigates them...or remembers where to go. He sure doesn't have any navigation skills her mama taught her.
At last, the tunnel widens, and lets out into a chamber. From it, other tunnels run. Now, though, the candiru merely swims high over the tunnel floor...and drops the little witch. She does very slow flips through the water, as she sinks...and lands on her bum. On the upside, it's a softer landing than before. On the downside, it catches Esa off-guard, even if it doesn't actually hurt. Even so, her ass still hurts from the candiru's jaws.
They don't call the candiru the penis fish for nothing...
The candiru is joined by a brotherhood of other male candirus. They've all psionic powers, and they're all vamps who do Bloodforce magic. Like most vamps, their magic is different from a Bloodforce wizard's. Not that Esa would know...
Their brotherhood is soon joined by a brotherhood of tumblers (i.e. mosquito pupae). They're comma-shaped, and hang upside-down when treading water. When swimming, they tumble...in a way that makes the underwater version of Esa look lame. To breathe, they cast Bloodforce air-making orbs over their airways. These vamps are zombies, as well as vamps. Or rather, they're short-term zombies; they'll lose their Deathforce powers when they become fully-fledged mosquitoes. They're the pubescent children of this assembly...considering that that's essentially what an insect pupa is. (Not a bad concept, actually...)
One final brotherhood swims in, through another tunnel. They're leeches. Like the candirus and tumblers, they're vamps, they've psionic powers, and they can do Bloodforce magic.
At last, the assembly's all gathered. They meet in the security of the cave...surrounding Esa, like a pack of wolves around a lamb.
Esa's pretty sure she should try to teleport out of this... Alas, they've probably cast spells all around the cave, to keep her from doing that. She's a dead girl, for sure. The tumblers might turn her into an inferus/zombie... But then, she's not so sure she'd want to be one. For her, it's already hard enough being this small and underwater at night...two of her least-favorite places on Orbis.
"This is the day witch," one of the leeches says telepathically. "Unclear, as to how she got here. She's Latina, but...she sports all the quirks of a New Yorker."
"I AM a New Yorker," Esa tells them. "I didn't mean to come here. What do you want from me?"
"We've brought you here for your own protection," one of the candirus says telepathically.
"I'm flattered," Esa tells them. "But taking me to the top of a tree would've been more conclusive to that end. Or better yet, you could banish me back to New York, and..."
"You are not ready for that. Either way, it's a dangerous world out there for you."
She scoffs. "No shit. Don't you think I should be in New York, with that in mind?"
"We'd hate to send you away so soon," one of the tumblers says telepathically. "You're hardly our ugliest guest."
"I have no interest in getting my blood sucked, if that's what you're implying."
"We know our food," they say. "You're not on our menu. Alas, you are on the menus of many others. That's why we're here. Plus, day magi aren't a very popular thing, where we're from. Hence, you're better off with us. Just...don't go too hogwild about doing any light-conjuring spells while you're down here. Contrary to what they tell you in New York, light does hurt us."
She scoffs. "I haven't heard anything in New York. Hell, I didn't even know my mother was a day witch, until the night I shrunk. Up until now, vampires and zombies were just another horror movie."
"You may leave at your own peril. Just...don't get too paranoid each time you turn around, and one of us is there."
"O sure," Esa mocks. "A vamp or a zombie is going to be following me around at all times. Why wouldn't I get paranoid?"
With that, they swim away.
"Wait," Esa tries to swim after them, but can't. "Come back! I didn't mean..."
With Bloodforce magic, they cast acceleration charms, and are out in a flash. Via the Bloodforce air-making orb still cast around her nose and mouth, Esa heaves a sigh. It seems that finding a sympathetic ear to complain into is just as hard in Delta Amacuro as it is in Manhattan...
Esa can't imagine that she'd feel secure sleeping outside these tunnels...so she takes her chances, and takes a nap on this cave floor. She might as well. Her ass is still hurting.
As she sleeps, she dreams of that hot-bodied merman. Hence, she rolls over on her back, jerks off in her sleep, and moans.