02-05-2015, 01:33 PM
Who the hell is this Aria? That was really all she could think about. Connor had met her, she helped him. She used him later, but for that Ayden was glad, it had brought Connor back. Ayden hated the feeling that she might be grateful to this girl who was a seemingly horrible person to Connor, and yet this boy idolized her. Why?
He rambled on about things. About the Atharim knowing things, hiding them. Hunting gods because they were afraid of something happening from the past. Ayden only understood half of what he said.
And then he accused her of being unhelpful, of threatening him when she could be doing other things. Like what? Ayden had used her skills before, not for good, nor for bad necessarily. She was paid to kill people. She didn't really care why. But he didn't know that, he said she didn't deserve to die. How wrong could he be. Ayden had brought down a building with people inside because some one inside had been about to hurt Connor.
Ayden felt a brush against her cheek, soft and tender as it moved acrossed, moving hair that had fallen in front of her eyes. She stared at him. What the... He was like Bas? He had the power he hunted.
That moment it made sense why he would protect her. She still didn't understand why Aria, this girl from both of their lives, why she would, but Nox she understood why he would protect her.
He was right about the power calling to her. She knew what it was capable of. But she wasn't about to tell him that. Instead she just stared at him. She was without words. He was one of these so called godlings like herself, and he fought with in the Atharim. He WAS Atharim. Ayden was so lost in the world, she couldn't imagine being in his shoes.
He rambled on about things. About the Atharim knowing things, hiding them. Hunting gods because they were afraid of something happening from the past. Ayden only understood half of what he said.
And then he accused her of being unhelpful, of threatening him when she could be doing other things. Like what? Ayden had used her skills before, not for good, nor for bad necessarily. She was paid to kill people. She didn't really care why. But he didn't know that, he said she didn't deserve to die. How wrong could he be. Ayden had brought down a building with people inside because some one inside had been about to hurt Connor.
Ayden felt a brush against her cheek, soft and tender as it moved acrossed, moving hair that had fallen in front of her eyes. She stared at him. What the... He was like Bas? He had the power he hunted.
That moment it made sense why he would protect her. She still didn't understand why Aria, this girl from both of their lives, why she would, but Nox she understood why he would protect her.
He was right about the power calling to her. She knew what it was capable of. But she wasn't about to tell him that. Instead she just stared at him. She was without words. He was one of these so called godlings like herself, and he fought with in the Atharim. He WAS Atharim. Ayden was so lost in the world, she couldn't imagine being in his shoes.