Fate

Jaden almost frowned upon seeing the look in his eyes, but didn't do so. "And why does he watch over the school?" she asked him. She then shook her head, deciding that her last question wasn't important, and that it didn't really need an answer. "Nevermind. Anyway, if you can't go to the school, I'm sure there's somewhere else you can go. There's a lot of places around here."

Jaden shook her head. "And what good would your death do?" she asked him. "No good at all. We're going to find some place that's not at the school, and we'll stay there until the storm passes. Got it?" Her voice was firm, but she obviously cared. She hated to see people die, especially if she could prevent it. And she was sure this was something she could prevent.

She shook her head again when he said he was sorry for her having to meet him. "Don't be, I'm glad I met you," she said.

"Are you truly?"

The fourteen-year-old nodded her head. She was truly glad that she had met him. A new friend, another opportunity to change and not allow that old school control her. Besides, for some odd reason, when he had come around, her acid had stopped leaking from her fingers. "I'm truly glad I met you," she said again, offering an honest smile.

" 'Kay, I guess....Where did you have in mind...?"

She chose to ignore the tone of his voice, but that smile of hers remained. She looked around, biting her lip and just thinking for a moment. Well, if he couldn't go to the school, then somewhere outside would have to do. And she was sure there was a cave or something in these mountains; she had seen one, actually. That would keep them out of the snow and ice. "Well," she started, "I think there was a cave a while back. I think it'll be good enough." She slowly started walking in the direction it had been, looking back at Aeta over her shoulder.

Jaden turned around when she noticed he was uneasy with that. When she heard what she supposed was a name, she looked back down, noticing the man climbing up. She had a really good idea this wasn't good. She watched as Aeta scrambled away, and when the male had a sword and threatened to kill the boy she had just met, her icy blue eyes narrowed. Her fingers started burning somewhat, just getting ready to use her acid. It was by choice this time, though.

"He's not a monster," she said, sticking up for him. "So I see no reason for you to have to put that weapon of yours through his throat. Perhaps I haven't known him long, but what does it matter? Give me one reason as to why you consider him a monster and want him dead."

"Nero has ordered his end, and anything Beloved Nero wants he gets, without fail...."

Jaden rolled her eyes, obviously not liking that answer. "So this Nero is a spoiled brat, then? Always gets what he wants, no matter what, to the point of wanting someone killed? Sure sounds like he is." She knew saying that might get her hurt, seeing as how this man had called Nero 'beloved'. Not like she cared, really. She glanced at Aeta, not liking that this guy was walking closer to him.

"And if this Nero is a spoiled brat, it must mean you're a puppet that actually does what he says... why? Do you actually agree with him, or is it for other reasons? What, were you promised power or the like?" She shook her head, mumbling a few words under her breath. She just kept her eyes on the two men, knowing she would end up helping no matter what this guy said.

"If you try to use that acid on me it will only bring pain to Aeta. So you had better find a different way to attack, if you want to die..."

The young female shrugged her shoulders. "I don't need acid to fight, you know. And, well, apparently you think that me fighting you will result in my death. How do you know that?" She unsheathed her sword. If fighting with a sword would hurt Aeta, then she wouldn't attack with it; she would just block.