Behold another story! Bride of the Water God! If you haven't read the manga, read it is good fun.
For the sake of protecting ourselves from the scary detail demons out there:
Hana – OC
Eun – OC
Disclaimer: Don't own anything once again, except for the Original Characters.
Sometime after tragedy struck, leaving Habaek brideless, the kingdom grew dark and sadness settled over the palace. Habaek grew more hostile and glared at anyone who dared to mention the name Soah in his presence.
How the gods would handle this still remains an unanswered question.
Eun Jung, the goddess of ice, lingered alone on the bridge staring at the water flowing peacefully below. Her almost white icy blue eyes stared blankly as she thought about the state their world was in. If Habaek didn't get better there was no telling what would happen to their world and the one of the humans. Bleach blond hair flowed down past her shoulders and ended midway on her back. Hearing soft padding of feet her stupor and thoughts were broken. She looked up and sort of smirked. "It's been awhile."
"Indeed." A woman replied smiling softly, like a breeze through the forest. "Trying to preserve the forest through the drought and loggers has been hard. I can finally rest for awhile. So how do you fare?" Hana asked the Ice Goddess. Hana's rich green eyes soften towards her old friend, as she sat down.
Carefully she moved in her dress, the color matched her eyes with trim of soft gold and white. Her long chocolate brown hair swirled around her. Today Hana only had it in hanging loose since she didn't have time to preen herself perfectly. Around her neck the necklace moved, it was made of living vine and it started to weave through her hair slowly pulling it up for her.
"I've also brought you a gift." Her soft voice continued before her friend could start, from the folds of her dress she pulled out a fully bloomed flower. It was made from a single piece of diamond, "Consider it a gift from me and the forests, sadly there is no gift from the forests for the Water god of late. His mood has not improved, has it?"
"I fare worse than you. Without water there can be no ice. I feel weak and yet I can feel my energy begging to be used as if I had an unlimited supply." Her voice was not sharp or harsh in anyway. More smooth like glass. Her old friend Hana was certainly faring better. The water seemed to diminish in size by the day. "If Habaek's mood doesn't improve... I don't know what will happen."
"I fear that fate also. We need to talk to him, and try to improve his mood." Hana sighed, she was so tired, and not even this world was helping her state, if this continued she might fade away and many other beings too.
She grabbed the stone from her friend and inspected it. "This is very nice of you. If I had anything to give I would have also brought you something." Smiling at Hana she carefully stowed her new gift away. Her dark blue dress was trimmed with white. A choker of white stones lay close to her neck and shone in the light. "Speaking of Habaek... where is he?"
"I do not know where he is, maybe the forest can tell me." She replied her rich eyes slowly loosing their brightness that they normally held. A branch of the vine in her hair reached down to her ear and rustled. Then it resumed its previous place in her hair.
Eun Jung stared at the water once more and then watched as her friend communicated with the forest. "We can only hope." The forest was usually able to divulge information freely to Hana and helped them greatly in their endeavors. She never understood much about the forest besides what she had been told by her friend, but understanding fully was not an option for her. To fully understand, she herself must be the goddess of the forest.
"He's coming this way; it will take him a minute to arrive. He was just visiting her grave. Being immortal always has its own dark side, doesn't it?" She asked her voice almost as quiet as the rustling of the vine. Slowly turning towards the right, Hana was able to see the small outline of the little god walking their way.
"We do indeed. If we can't I think we all may suffer horribly and then cease to be."
"Good, we must try and help in any way possible. I'm not sure how to articulate everything, but I shall try." Her frigid eyes soon landed on the small water god and she braced herself for their encounter.
Habaek walked up to the bridge and hesitated for a second, but continued walking until Hana turned his way and softly asked, "Please sit down, we need to talk." Her voice instantly reminded Habaek of a meadow, all the flowers in full bloom ones that she liked... So he sat down, still mulling over his thoughts, trying to hold back the memories for a few minutes.
"Habaek, your face has been like stone for the past few years. Do not try to lie. The forest has been whispering to me, and slowly dying. This drought has continued for far too long... Sixteen years... Did Soah want the whole world to die because she did?" Hana whispered to him, slowly crawling into his feelings like the vine in her hair. The mere mention of Soah irritated him greatly, but the Forest Goddess was not afraid. Habaek glared at her and she returned it with a strong neutral stare, no emotions showing.
"Do you want more deaths on your hands? Including my life?" Hana snapped back fiercely at his glare. Hana rarely snapped at someone, even at a God and Goddesses who had more power than she did.
Eun Jung didn't know what to say to Habaek. Her mouth wouldn't form words or sentences at all. She listened to Hana as she said exactly what Eun was thinking.
"We need you to have it rain again. Everything in this world and the other depends on water. All life needs water." Her ice was no longer happy and light, but a little sharper and cold. She felt her body temperature drop a little and looked at the water.
The water had frozen over and now a small vein-like river was covered in ice. She sighed and looked at Habaek. His face had not changed at all. His expression was absolutely blank still.
"Habaek... Please let it rain, even if it's a little." Hana pleaded with him. She looked down at the iced water as Habaek stood up, that child form still emotionless.
"If you won't do it for us, what would Soah think of you? I bet she's crying right now." Hana whispered staring ahead, her ageless forest eyes staring at the skyline. Her words struck a sore spot in Habaek's heart, emotion finally appeared on his person.
"You don't even know her!" He growled, as best as he could in that child form. Hana smiled slowly turning towards him, how foolish of a god to say that.
"Oh I knew her, since the day she was born until her death. You forget, everything is connected to the forest, who is forever watching. Whispering to me, informing me of most things." She returned her gaze to the horizon. Praying that her attack at his feelings would finally force him to let it rain once more.
Eun's body jerked in surprise involuntarily at Hana's comment. She cringed at each word as it passed from her lips. It was like verbally committing suicide. Eun unfroze the water and stared at Habaek.
Eun stayed out of their argument and sat there listening intently. Nothing she could say would possibly help their situation at all.
Habaek continued to glare at Hana's back until he finally stormed off. Hana sighed, her features showing signs of fatigue.
