HANAE | the goddess & the familiar

scene one; hanae and nanami become gods, part one

"Okay, I got this one. Just need another push . . ." 

With a deep breath and confidence built in her shoulders, a young woman with black hair squatted to hold a heavy box containing personal items down a paved path. Her knees nearly  buckled under the weight and strain of her day, her arms ached with every move she made, yet her mind forced her on. "There we go. There's no need in relying on others when you have yourself. Just keep on pushing." Although it was getting dark and the moon was hanging silently in the air, she knew her way perfectly, like it was written on the back of her hand. Her steps were careful and her eyes kept surveillance of anything or body around them, yet she continued on with confidence. The time of night and the location wasn't usual for a someone her stature or age. 

"I really don't need to run into any officer tonight. I just need the longest sleep and hot tea, if that's even possible." A sigh left the young woman's lips, but she kept her eyes on the lookout. After the day she had, all that was on her mind was sleeping somewhere cozy and warm with her sister without any worries. 

Suddenly, a rustle sounded ahead of her. Tense, the young woman froze and narrowed her eyes to see what lay before her. No animals had roamed the previous night at this time, except the lost cat or dog. A trophy with jagged edges wasn't far from her grasp and if she prayed, her scream would reach the heavens. Hesitantly taking a few steps forward to meet whoever or whatever, a smile quickly erupted on her face when the fog cleared. 

"Hello? Is someone there?"

 A dark figure peeked from the dark and Hanae jumped at the sudden movement. Before she could say anything, the person dressed in black rushed forward, startling the young woman so much she dropped the box. Hanae shut her eyes closed. Fearing her items would break, the 18-year-old slowly peeled them open to see a figure casually sifting through her things. It was like Hanae wasn't even there and the random person knew everything about what she was looking at. 

"Excuse me!" The person jumped, yet the hood over their head never fell. Hanae tapped their shoulder to get them to stand, which they did, at her eye-line. "If you could not—"

"There's nothing to fear, darling." A highly feminine voice spoke from the figure, startling Hanae even more. The supposed woman stood up and brushed down her long jacket. What was happening she hadn't a clue, but this woman sneaking up in the dark wasn't reassuring at all. Well, the fact she is a woman did help ease her fear, but their setting still scared her. 

The girl's lips trembled before she managed to speak. "W-What were you doing to my things?"

From the depths of the hood, a red-lipped smile could be seen and an enticing pair of brown eyes grabbed Hanae's attention. Her own gaze narrowed to see the face of the woman, but an index finger lightly tapped her nose, "Hey—"

"Our divine timing time is lined up, Hana." The girl's hands were grasped by gentle hands, she noticed, and the voice, through limited, sounded similar. Hanae's brows furrowed, "How do you know my—"

A light shush stopped any possible word the young woman could speak. 

"The time I have with you is fleeting with every second, so I hope I leave you with enough memories: please, Hanae, remember this moment and all those in the past you left behind. Even if it pains you to look back or confuses your mind now, know that your future self will thank us for living 'till this divine timing to speak the truth. Though our homes were destroyed by men, we will flourish through faith and power."

Although severely confused with the woman's sayings or proverbs, Hanae felt herself unable to step back or move, and she didn't want to. The woman's grasp was warm and the voice, the longer she ruminated on it, sounded much like hers. There was no way she would leave without knowing what diving timing or past memories the woman was talking about, and also because the grip the woman held her was superhuman-ly strong. Hanae's full attention was deep set on the voice hidden in the dark void.