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Simply Divine - Part Five: Kel

A blissful three days passed with no divine intervention.
The most exciting thing that happened during that time was partially my fault. I got into a huge argument with my father, and he threatened to take all the books out of my room. He wanted me to come with him to the arena, and when I declined as respectfully as possible, he accused me of rejecting his oh-so-generous attempt to spend time with me for once. The argument had been pretty heated, but when he threatened to take my books, my hackles rose. Mom must have seen the look on my face, because she gently took my father by the arm and led him out of the room. From the snippets of conversation that drifted back to me, I gathered that she was calming him down in a way only she knew how to. Without her intervention, I would be bookless, which was enough to wash away the last of my irritation from what happened the afternoon after the woods.
The rest of the time passed peacefully. I completed my chores on the farm mostly without being prompted. One morning, I was heading out to do just that. I had slept in a little late, and when I got downstairs, I found a note on the kitchen table.
Aspen,
We all went to the arena to celebrate a victory your father's excited about. I convinced him to let you sleep. You're welcome :)
We'll be home by noon, so try to complete your chores by then.
Love, Mom
I grinned. I had the house to myself, so once I finished my chores, I could do anything I wanted. I pulled a thin layer on over my purple shirt and tugged on a pair of practical pants suited for mucking out the stalls.
The door flew open when I yanked it with a little too much excitement. I bounced downhill along out front drive and started towards the uphill slope the path that led to our house ran over. The path was located right between two hills, so to go to or from the house was like riding a roller coaster. My family's barn was on a plot of land that bordered the woods behind our house, but I had to get the mail before I went back there. As I approached the hill, my eyes caught on something standing on the summit.
No, someone. Three someones.
Green, yellow, and blue. The only visible differences the shirtless men displayed aside from their markings was their color and the color of the tops and tips of their hair. My brain immediately recognized Daz and Leo, and my heart kicked into threat mode when it registered the latter. The third, Kel- holy sh!t, that was Kel! stood between his brothers, gazing at the farmhouse in the distance.
Daz saw me first. He grinned widely and nudged Kel, who followed his pointed finger to where I stood, gaping at the three divines that stood atop the hill. Leo saw the motion and spotted me soon after, and though there was no visible change in his expression, I felt the urge to shudder. My feet itched to run, so I did.
"Oh heck no." With that, I turned tail and sprinted back to the cabin.
I felt the eyes of the three divines on my back as I ran. I immediately felt ridiculous, but it was too late to turn back now. I reached the door, slammed it, and ran to the windows. Before I drew the curtains on the one next to the door, I snuck a look at the hill where they had stood.
They were gone.
My heart plummeted. Just as I feared, I then heard three knocks on the door.
"Let us in, human." I couldn't tell which one of them spoke, though I knew it wasn't Daz. Most of what he said ended with an exclamation point.
"No! I'm not talking to three of you at once," I retorted through the door stubbornly.
My cheeks heated as I realized that's exactly what I was doing.
"Scared?" This time I recognized the voice as Leo.
"Um, YES!" came my voice from inside the house.
"You realize one of us could still destroy you, right?" This voice was hyped up and brash, obviously Daz.
"Monkey brain says no!" I blurted. "Come back later! OR ACTUALLY DON'T," I panicked.
My breathing was getting out of control. I leaned against the wall, trying to control my reaction.
Suddenly, one of them grunted in annoyance. A quiet voice said something I couldn't make out, which was followed by a loud laugh from Daz.
I backed away from the door in case it was broken down, but the three seemed to be backing off. I heard hints of inaudible muttering, though Daz' was the loudest of the bunch. Soon enough, though, the muttering faded, and the doorstep felt empty once more.
I didn't dare touch the door. They could still be behind it. Recovering my teenage false confidence, I glared at the door. I sucked in a quick breath and yanked it open for a peek, slamming it right after. No one was outside, which subsided my fear a fraction.
Five minutes passed before I could move from where my feet were rooted to the floor. Five more passed before I could amass the courage to go outside. I went to do my chores, looking around me every few seconds like a threatened animal. The horses had to be taken to pasture before I could clean their stalls, and getting them out was a task that took my mind off it a little. Cleaning their stalls was a smelly, disgusting task, but I barely caught a whiff. I was too busy spiraling in my mind about why in the multiverse three divines had shown up here while I was home alone.
The rest of my chores sped by in a blur. After, I went inside and changed out of my dung-splattered boots and dirty jacket and pants, and into a fresh pair. I changed my clothes and yanked a brush through my hair, having neglected to do so when I got up. Once I felt more human than grime, I went out the back door and followed a much thinner path to the side of the pasture. I broke into a grove of trees off the western corner of the field, and behind a few trees was a lake.
I went to my usual fallen tree and sat down. The log was damp, but I didn't care. I took a few more necessary deep breaths, leaning back on my hands and closing my eyes.
The cool morning air helped calm the remaining traces of the divines' visit. I felt better, and kneeling in the mud at the edge of the lake improved my mood even more. I bent and collected the flattest rocks I could find, scanning the still surface of the water. A couple of frogs leapt into the water when I disturbed the reeds, and I grinned. Then I felt a little bad for scaring them.
The water was still and calm, and there was almost no wind. Perfect weather for skipping rocks, which was an alright way to distract myself.
I took the first stone (the least flat of the bunch- I saved the best for last) and held it between my thumb and forefinger, shifting so I faced sideways. I held it with my arm curved inward, squinting at the water. I took a deep breath and flicked my arm as hard as I could, stopping when my arm was straight out in front of me. The rock sailed a good distance before smacking the water. It skipped once, a few inches, and sank on its second collision with the water. Pathetic.
The next rock did one big skip and one tiny, barely visible skip before it sank about two thirds of the way across the lake. I adjusted my stance so that the stone would hit the water soon after it left my hand. That should have worked, but something went wrong with the throw, and it wobbled sideways and hit once, skidded a couple feet, and sank about eight feet from shore.
My pile of smooth rocks was getting a little low. I bent to collect more from the marshy ground.
"What are you doing?" said a quiet male voice.
I jerked up, scraping my elbow in the process.
Kel stood on the other side of the fallen tree. He held up his hands placatingly as I scrambled back with eyes like marbles.
"I'm not here to hurt you," he said.
I took a wary step back, then stopped. My feet stayed poised to run, but I forced them to stay in place so as not to disappoint the divine.
"Then... why are you here?" I asked, my tone soft and as calm as I could manage it to match his.
"I'm here to talk. You've caused quite the stir among my brothers, and the only way I could convince them to vacate your doorstep was to promise to talk to you myself."
I furrowed my brows, trying not to think about his piercing blue eyes on me. "Why are they so interested in me? I know I talked back, but wouldn't they just punish me?"
Kel stared me down. "I don't fully know myself," he admitted. "Rex wants you dead, but Bek finds himself indebted to you. Then Daz snuck down to Al'terra to see what your deal was, decided he liked you, and took Bek's side. Rex was... unhappy, to say the least, but there's only so much he can do, so everyone kind of let the issue drop. From what I can gather, it was pure coincidence that you met Leo that day in the forest."
"Of course the little-" I started to complain, but cut off. Kel continued undeterred.
"Apparently you made enough of an impression on him for him to mention you to the rest of us, which brought up the issue all over again. Now Rex is calling for your blood once more, and Bek and Daz are up in arms in your defense. Leo just loves watching the world burn, which I'm sure is why he mentioned you in the first place."
I made a face; that wouldn't surprise me. I sat down on the log while Kel leaned against a tree.
"Meanwhile, Nix, Vox, and I are just sitting here wondering what the fvck is going on." Kel's voice raised slightly for the first time during our conversation, and, startled, I tensed.
"And you thought you'd ask me?" I said incredulously.
"No, I thought I'd come see you and learn more."
I paused for a moment to process. "Okay, but what brought three of you to my home today?" Feeling the urge to defend my actions to the divine of water, I added, "Surely you can understand why I was a little freaked out."
"Yes, I can. A triad of divines appearing on your property is bound to make any mortal panic."
I chafed, feeling heat climb up my cheeks. "I didn't panic, I was just being practical."
"Being practical?" he repeated. "A door would do nothing to stop any one of us, and I have a feeling you're smart enough to realize that. So, your running could only have been the product of impulsivity and panic."
I grasped halfheartedly for a reply and wasn't surprised when I couldn't find one. Kel was known for his intelligence.
I looked to the side, red-faced. When was the last time I hadn't snapped back like this? Where were my snarky comebacks?
"Okay, maybe." Wait, what? I never admitted defeat! What was wrong with me? "So, have you gleaned anything from talking to me yet?"
Kel considered, tucking a blue-tipped strand of hair behind his ear. "Well, you don't seem deliberately harmful. Irreverent, maybe, but not outright disrespectful. To me, at least. Have I not done anything to offend you?"
I brushed back my hair, startled. "Uh- not that I know of, um. I'm surprised you asked."
"What can I say? I'm the curious type." A hint of a smile played around the corners of his mouth, and I tried not to combust.
I could only pray he didn't notice. But pray to who? Holy cow, could divines hear when mortals prayed to them? Even nonverbally? No, that's stupid. Anyway.
I ignored the heat crawling it's way up my cheeks once more. Kel, either by luck or by mercy, was looking the other way. By the time he turned back, I had composed myself.
I was ready to end this conversation. "Well, if you've completed your assessment, my family will probably be getting home soon. I need to go back to the house."
Kel, thankfully, got my not-so-subtle hint. He offered me a hand to help me up, and I, being the fool I was, shook it cheerfully and then stood up on my own. As soon as I realized, I wanted to shrivel up and die. I hoped he thought I was joking and not just stupid.
"Very well. I will take my leave." I stood to go back to the cabin. "Oh, and human?" I turned to meet his unexpectedly serious stare. "Be wary. My brothers may be interested in you right now, but they have not your interests at heart."
I nodded, shaken. Appearing satisfied, Kel erupted into a ball of cool, misty, blue light and shot into the sky. I raised a hand to shield my eyes and squinted after him until I could no longer see the bright blue spark against the pale backdrop of the sky.
Author's Note: any ships for them yet? Let me know! Be warned, though, there's still two we haven't met.