⚠️ violence ahead

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃. The goddess laid back, away from the shirtless stranger arose the lake. His head hung low, the little water drops dripping from his peach coloured hair onto the stones and pebbles trailing the edge of the lake, filled the void of silence between the two.

The remaining water traced the black markings across his toned chest and arms which were holding him up. Y/N crawled closer to the man, balancing on her knees and left hand, her two fingers made contact with his chin and raised it gently.

She whispered getting lost in his vermeil-coloured eyes. "It's you."

"Is it?" Was his first words, his frightening words and intimidating voice sent the first chill down Y/N's spine. She choked on her breath, instantly realising the trap she got herself in. The man melted away and a woman with black hair and pale skin burst out and reached her skeleton-like claws for the goddess.

Y/N tripped and scurried as fast as she could on her hands and feet, her body facing the other god who arose and slowly crawled to her, emphasising each step with contortions.

"Come with us, Y/N." Her creepy voice echoed around the forest. It only seemed that Y/N was the only person who could hear it.

Nox's shadows secretly travelled through the black grass and latched onto Y/N. With none of her arrows with her, she struggled to take them all as she was dragged down into the lake, her fingers digging into the rough ground, struggling to cast her free from the darkness of God's hold.

***

The creation goddess wrapped her hair into a bun after getting dressed in her sleeping attire. Willow floated over to her massive bookshelf, before she could reach one golden coloured book her red eyes were drawn straight to the wood as the clock struck twelve. She should be home right now.

"Lady Willow." A servant appeared at the rose gold door. She deadpanned delivery echoed throughout the castle. "Y/N is in danger."

The goddess with darkened words demanded, with the murderous intent of killing the bold human or monster who dared to touch her daughter with their filthy hands.

"Where are those three?"

***

The cloud goddess floated back down to the wood's grounds, she never experienced such a fighter like Neith in her time of being a goddess. Nor did she think Neith and her shadowed sister Nox would get into the island.

Through easy dropping thanks to little doves, Zephyr discovered out that they went through a lake in the middle of the woods. But when the three goddesses came across the unknown place.

"It's gone," Galene confirmed, using her powers to detect any near water. None. "Where's Y/N?"

"Nowhere on the island." Zephyr and Asteria declared.

The whole point of the island was to protect Y/N since she was truly the source that powered this living paradise; her purity was heaven gifted to her mother who dreaded the day of her disappearance.

The island was created by Willow, and the three-four swans however the energy and purity came from the goddess of magnificence and compassion herself.

The island returned to its natural state, for now. Zephyr looked at both of her fretting sisters.

"It's okay. Just follow the drill."

***

Whispers and murmurs echoed throughout the citizens of the cursed underworld. The goddess of magnificence has appeared in their eyes, a sight one broken soul couldn't dream of witnessing coming true.

Her soft-looking s/c skin and her beautiful h/t h/l locks worth billions upon billions upon billions. Of course her looks, she is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Some dare even to touch her, she flinched at their cold touch yet sorrowful for their unending afterlife. Rhysand felt sorry for Lady Y/N, or is it princess Y/N? She seems like a princess with those gold pieces in her hair and her simple yet richly styled warrior outfit.

Princess seemed to fit her aesthetic.

He wondered what she was looking at, ever since she came into the underworld she kept looking at her surroundings and dragging her feet on the dirt. Possibly getting familiar with her new environment? It didn't seem that she got to see much thanks to Nox, Neith and the nine out of twenty remaining blocking her way.

"I hope King Sukuna didn't mind you using him," Neith smirked at her sister.

Nox repeated as they drew closer to the massive castle. "Didn't mind you using him." (It's not my fault I can see everyone in their shadowed moments).

"Ah!" Y/N suddenly slipped and fell on her knees, sneaking her arm out of Neith's grasp. Y/N hissed at the non-existent pain in her legs.

The white-haired god mocked her. "Aw poor princess bitch."

"princess bitch..."

"Want me to get your tiara to make you feel-." That was the last thing Neith said before her face being deeply into by the sharp part of Y/N's golden hair clip. Nox was attacked quickly after getting stabbed in the eye with the same clip.

Y/N put her plan into action. She ignored the two guards by using both of head to spring over them and the other guards. She landed on her feet firmly before sprinting through the town and into the woods.

The townsfolk watch in awe and astonishment at the magnificence of Y/N's power. She truly was the daughter of Willow, and even better.

"That bitch!" Roared the twins. They were about to march into battle into a pair of hands that stopped them. The pair look up and saw the king himself, smirking at the woods with excitement.

"I'll take it from here."