chaos and control | druig ✔︎

09 | feel

09 | it is both a blessing and a curse

to feel everything so very deeply

2023 - Somewhere in the air

"So Ajak is dead?" Hestia muttered, her hands rubbing in her eyes. She was leaning her elbows on the bar in front of her and let out a shaky breath.

"We found her on the ground at her ranch. She was killed by a deviant." Ikaris spoke, rubbing a hand over the younger girl's back. She sensed something was off about him though, but she shrugged off the feeling, considering the two hadn't seen each other since Ajak had told them they were free to go, on that horrible night.

The night he left. It still haunted her, even after all those years. Neither party had tried to reach out and it seemed like both were fine with living their lives separately. Unknowingly, she had started fidgeting with the necklace he had given her in Babylon. She never took it off since she had promised to only take it off until she had stopped loving him. She never did.

Kingo had entered the room dramatically, his valet, Karun, following his every move.

"Seven thousand years. That's how long the battle between Eternals and Deviants has raged for. You think I'm a movie star. Well, I am. But I am also an Eternal." He finished his speech proudly.

"Kingo, what are you doing?" Sprite asked, rolling her eyes.

"Good question, but I don't even want to know." Hestia turned to Kingo. "Can you just stay quiet until we land?"

"I think we should be remembered, so I am making a documentary, about us." He did jazz hands and sat down next to Hestia, Karun trying to get the perfect shot of Ikaris, Hestia and Kingo next to each other.

Kingo turned back to look into the camera. "You're about to meet my fellow Eternal, Hestia." Then he turned to the younger girl. "Hestia, tell them about yourself."

"I'd rather burn down this plane, specifically with you in it." She deadpanned and stuck up her middle finger.

"I think that says enough about her powers." Kingo was talking to the camera again, like the movie star he was. "She's still moping over the fact that her boyfriend left her 500 years ago."

Hestia's eyes widened and she felt her heart break at the mention of 'her boyfriend'. She smacked Kingo on the back of the head and walked away to the bathroom on the other side of the plane.

"502 years." She whispered to herself, correcting Kingo.

2023 - Australia 

The Eternals stepped off the plane, Hestia joining them after a moment of hesitation.

"You alright?" Sersi had waited on the girl to get off the plane, so she could talk to her.

"In all honesty, could be better." Hestia looked at the woman with a sad smile.

"It'll be okay." She rubbed a hand over the girls back. It had always made her feel bad if anyone around her felt melancholy.

The group walked past a dead deviant, that was laying on the ground before the house. Karun was filming it all, never having seen such a creature in real life, he was desperate to record it.

Ikaris knocked on the wooden door, while Kingo narrated everything for his documentary.

"... a mighty powerhouse of strength, the fearsome Gilgamesh!" He yelled, though the door didn't open yet. "Gilgamesh!" He yelled once again, hoping the man inside would hear them and open the door on que.

Finally, the wooden doors opened, and there stood Gilgamesh, wearing a 'kiss the cook' apron. He didn't exactly look as heroic as Kingo had described him to be.

Gilgamesh looked around and asked Ikaris "what took you so long?", his eyes squinting because of the sun. He waved a hand at the camera Karun was holding, signalling that he had to put it away.

He marched out of the gate and past the others, to an oven outside. "You look younger today, Sprite." He joked and Hestia had to hold in a laugh.

Karun didn't stop following Gilgamesh around with the camera. "I have the same apron." He chuckled and Gilgamesh squinted his eyes at him. "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Karun. Kingo's valet." He exclaimed enthusiastically.

Gilgamesh thought for a moment before he understood. "Oh, valet. Like Alfred in Batman." He pointed his finger at the man and Karun happily nodded.

"Gilgamesh," Ikaris started, "the deviants are back."

"No shit. I could've used some help." Gilgamesh complained.

"We were attacked by a deviant in London, too." Sprite added and Sersi joined in. "Even Ikaris couldn't kill it."

"Wait, you were?" Hestia was surprised. "Why did nobody tell me?"

"You broke into a big ass penthouse, but never thought of turning on the tv and watching the news?" Sprite inquired.

"The news is for old people." Hestia argued.

"We are old people." Sprite stated, and Hestia muttered a small "fair enough."

"Hey, you guys wanna try my pie?" Gilgamesh held up a freshly made pie, still hot from the oven.

"I'm sorry, Gil. Ajak's dead." Ikaris brought the bad news, like he had done multiple times that day.

"It's true, buddy. We lost her." The youngest looking of the group continued. Gil had dropped the pan with the pie on it from one hand, a remorseful look on his face. The pie started sliding off the pan and it smacked on the ground, the filling falling out.

"Damn, no pie for us, I guess." Hestia tried to lighten the mood, but it wasn't a success. Gilgamesh had slumped in a chair and started bending the pan that he was still holding until it broke into pieces.

Meanwhile, Sersi had spotted Thena, who was sitting on the ground, near a tree, drawing with all kinds of different materials. Gilgamesh told them that she wasn't much fun to be around right now. He said that the deviant's attack had triggered her, made her more volatile.

Thena turned around and her eyes glowed a familiar white, her sword in her hand, attacking Gilgamesh. He tried calming her down, like he had promised he would do all those years ago, when it first started happening to her, but it didn't seem to work.

Sprite created the illusion that they were on the Domo. She made illusions, recreating all the things Thena was known for in history. Her weapons slowly disappeared, and she reached her hand out to Gilgamesh's. Their hands entwined and Gil whispered "remember" at Thena, who's eyes were starting to return to their usual colour.

Sprite's illusion slowly disappeared and the grassy plain came into vision again. Gilgamesh exhaled, clearly relieved that they had their Thena back again. She looked past her friend, at the rest of the Eternals who were standing there. A chorus of hello's went through the group, Thena greeting them back, with an articulated hello.