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Off the coast of modern day Canada was the domain of the powerful, beautiful, yet equally hotheaded Goddess of the springs. Her temper has made her a force to be reckoned with and a person who tends to be avoided. A ticking time bomb named Noelani.
She doesn't mind the solitude. Actually, her idea of a good time is making fun of the Gods stupid parties. The rest of the Gods irritate her to no end. Yet there was one she could handle. She admired them, practically worshiped them. Their name? Ombra. The Goddess of Death.
Noelani was always seen as a bit of a golden girl. She brought the rain, the lake, the rivers–the waters that sustain life. Despite how people may deny it, most people at the very least respect her. Ombra is the exact opposite. She brings forth death. She ends the creations that the entirety of the Gods worked so hard to create. She was the only one that people could never understand, despite how hard they try. Which, of course, made Noelani want to understand her.
And it also helps that she’s quite beautiful as well. In a morbid sort of way.
Ombra is similar to her in the way that they both are rather disliked. So, by the fact that Ombra is lonely, Noelani assumed a friendship to be a given.
What she didn’t expect was that Ombra felt a fierce hatred towards her. Yet, Noelani refused to accept it, to admit it. She continued to try. And she continued to fail, time and time again.
One day, as she waltzed into Ombra’s domain, she heard voices. Plural. She raised an eyebrow and creeped to the back of the Goddess’ ramshackle house. Cabin. Thing? It’s definitely not perfect. Especially considering the dark lighting, her residence is very ominous. Just the way I like it.
She pressed her ear against the thin damp wood. Her muscles stiffened as she recognized the voice. Kiran. The God of Life. His voice almost seemed mocking to her. As if he was teasing her, testing her patience.
Rage blazed in her dark blue eyes. What is he doing here?! Noelani had assumed Ombra would be alone, as always. Why has he taken an interest? He’s her opposite, her enemy. He’ll hurt her. I’ll save her. She clenched her fists so tight that beads of blood freckled her skin. I’ll teach him to mess with what's rightfully mine.
She heard a sound that sent her further into her frenzy. Laughter. Joyous, lovely, laughter. No-one is allowed to make her laugh, she thought, but me.
She ran out in front of the shack with fury written all over her.
“Ah. Hello, Kiran.” She said bitterly.
Kiran swiveled his head. A stark contrast to Noelani’s threatening behavior, he smiled at her. Ombra peeked out from behind Kiran. As soon as she saw her, all colour drained from her face. Well, as much as possible, considering that her skin is grey.
Kiran glanced back at Ombra and frowned. Do they have history?
“Oh… uh… hello Noelani. Do you need something?” Ombra’s voice was meek and nervous. Her gaze flickered to Kiran, as she prayed that he wouldn’t suspect anything.
Noelani’s demeanor changed as she faced Ombra. She grinned and chuckled roughly. She loved the fear in the girl’s voice.
“Well, my training with Aadish has concluded. So, I thought we could hang out. But it appears,” she glared at Kiran, “that you’re busy.”
Ombra glanced at Kiran, who seemed almost puzzled. She forced a smile and stepped in front of him, shielding him with her body. “Ah–yes. Right now isn’t a good time.” She averted her gaze to the ground. “I- I think I’d like a bit more time to be with other people too, Noe. I’d like to have more than one friend.”
Noelani scowled, and turned away to walk off, completely ignoring what she said. But, before she got far, she paused and called back. “Have fun with… him. Your loss, darling.” Don’t worry love. I’ll be back.
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Of course, Noelani could never give her up so easily. She watched her every day. And every day, she was with him. And one day, enough was enough.
After watching and pondering for a good two hours, she finally drew the courage to confront him. She slipped into Kiran’s domain through the water. To her, the water was as much land as the soil of the domains. Walking on water is completely soundless, so Kiran didn’t notice her until she set foot on his land.
His connections to life were so strong that he could feel- not know, feel, everything around him. He glanced up and spoke loudly.
“Noelani? What do you require?”
She shivered. His powers were almost unnerving.
“Ah, I, uh…” She stuttered. “I’ve got a question.” She inhaled, and regained her composure. “Tell me about you and Ombra.”
Kiran stepped out from behind her, chuckling. “How impolite. Trampling my flowers.”
Noelani looked down to see she had just stepped on a patch of beautiful lilies. “Ah, my apologies. Wait! Don’t change the subject!” She crossed her arms and huffed.
“Me and Ombra? Well, she’s been having issues with her job. So I checked up on her. Turns out, she’s struggling. Severely. Do you know anything about that?” He spoke calmly, but there was an accusing undertone to his words.
Noelani fell silent. The rat. She promised to stay quiet about… it. “Kiran, whatever she told you about me is all fake. She’s not mentally stable.”
Kiran narrowed his eyes. Seeing him with an expression other than bliss felt so out of place. “She is perfectly sane. More than sane. She says that someone is following her. Stalking her. Ruining her. She already can’t handle the stress of her work, and now that she has even more stress… she’s breaking down.” He paused, and looked away. “Noelani, perhaps you should give her some space.”
“NO!” Mist erupted around her, and she raised a hand toward him. A stream of water wrapped around his throat tightly.
He flicked his wrist and broke free. “Must we do this? I’d much prefer to be civil.”
Civil? Civil?! You tell me to leave her and expect me to be civil?! Gods, stop reminding me of Aadish! Fix this, fix that, blah blah blah. I don’t need your advice! She screamed again and threw herself at him. “SHUT UP!”
He sighed and tried to push her way. The realization of his situation hit him with a jolt. Water surrounded his hands, restricting his magic.
She swung once, then again. And again. His face was completely black and blue, considering a God’s blood is black. Noelani’s face contorted into a twisted sense of joy. That’s right. Bleed. Burn. You don’t have the right to talk to my girl.
His vision began to blur, his head spinning. She didn’t seem to be easing up. Again, again, again. He was screaming, she was screaming, yet all noise seemed to be replaced by a terrible ringing. Kiran was writhing in pain. All of his efforts to break free seemed useless. He was stuck. He towed the line of consciousness. As his eyes fluttered shut, he felt a wave of something similar to relief wash over him.
She stopped just as Kiran fainted. Something is wrong. It’s… hot? Wait–!
She yelped out in pain. Kiran came back from his fainting spell with a groan. Red light flickered through Kiran’s closed eyes. Ombra?
The cold growl of Aadish’s voice cut through the silence. “No. Noelani, no.”
Kiran smiled weakly. Not Ombra. Aadish.
Aadish is the God of the flame. He tends to keep to himself, preferring to work in solitude. The only being he seems to associate with is Noelani, his protege. He’s been training her ever since she managed to flood his entire domain out of pure inexperience. He’s made it very clear that the only reason he’s training her is so she doesn’t make stupid mistakes. But everyone knows that deep down, he sees her as his daughter.
So, it was quite a shock when it was him who was stopping her.
So he does care. The thought eased Kiran’s aching pain. Dummy.
Her eyes widened and she shuddered. She fidgeted with her hands nervously as she spoke. It was clear she was very intimidated by Aadish. “Oh! Ah- Aadish! I was… was… uhm. I’ll see myself out. My… my apologies Master Aadish.” Why does he always manage to show up at the worst times?! Ugh! If he wasn’t so scary I’d punch him in the face right now.
Noelani turned, yet hesitated. She glanced back and locked eyes with Ombra from behind the bush she was hiding. She mouthed– ”This isn’t the last you’ll see of me darling. Keep laughing with him and see what happens.” With that, she disappeared under the water.
A chill ran down Ombra’s spine. She’s going to come back. And not just for me this time. She shook her head and looked back out, waiting for Aadish’s que.
Aadish clicked his tongue and nodded. He made a beckoning gesture with his hands and Ombra creeped out from the shadows. Her eyes locked on Kiran and she sprinted up to his side, kneeling down next to him.
“Kiran!” She shook him. “I’m so sorry. I should have stopped her. I thought she was better than this.”
Aadish snorted. “How very touching. Now, I have matters to attend to.” He walked away with his hands behind his back. “Contact me if this imbecile acts out again.”
Ombra and Kiran stared at the spot Aadish was just at. After a profound moment of silence, Ombra spoke.
“He’s a good man.”
Kiran nodded, and winced from the pain of doing so. His gaze fell over Ombra, who now had tears streaming down her face.
“Ombra. Breathe. Did you seriously think I’d go down so easily?” He forced a laugh, trying to hide the fact that it hurt to do so. “Don’t blame yourself, alright?”
Ombra curled her knees up to her chest and closed her eyes. “I know, I know. It’s hard. She’s… scary, you know? Aadish came to me to ask me if I’d seen Noelani. And for once, I hadn’t. I knew she had come for you. I told him, and he said he’d handle it.” She opened her eyes and gazed off into the endless fields of his domain. “I guess this is his idea of handling it. I think we ought to give him more credit.”
They shared a look of agreement. The pair was left with a newfound appreciation for the master of the fire, and a lingering fear of the Goddess of the springs.