Entropy

Chapter fifteen: Snowmen at St. Moritz

Joseph waited for everyone to get down to breakfast to give the news to the others, "Santana broke into Polnareff's room last night." Kakyoin and Caesar Sat up and listened. Jotaro cut his eye towards his grandfather, "What did he want?" "It seemed like he was searching for something.," Polnareff explained, "He was sniffing (y/n)'s things before he stole her luggage." Joseph cleared his throat, "I also wanted to announce that we are going to Switzerland, to Saint Moritz." "The same rooms as before?," Caesar asked. "Indeed.," Joseph replied, "To have a straight line view to the Castle where they are."
Polnareff took a sip of his coffee as Kakyoin and Jotaro ate their breakfast. Small conversation were between all of them. "The training you've been giving us, it will allow us to kill them, right?," Jotaro asked. "Survive at the most, hamon and the sun is what can kill them.," Caesar replied, "I could see if any of you are Hamon compatable, but I have doubts." Avdol finished his meal, "Mister Joestar. Mister Zeppeli. Do you think that we have a chance against them?" "We do have a slight advantage with our stands.," Joseph spoke, "But only Caesar and I have the ability to kill them."

After some more conversation, they went to their rooms and packed up to leave for Switzerland. Polnareff carefully packed up his things and his friend's. Carefully, he took the luggage to the lobby. He felt eyes on him. Unseen eyes that watched his every move. He knew this feeling. (Y/n) had to be watching him from where she was! He hoped that if he looked up, he would see the familiar and friendly face of her stand, Entropy. His blue eyes looked up, yet he did not see the stand he wanted to. He cursed to himself. Of course he wouldn't have the pleasure of seeing the stand. This was outside of her stand's range, not her sight range.
The silver haired man looked down and looked at the jellyfish charm that he had picked up after she had been taken from them. He had found her broken cane. It had been crushed into splinters by raw strength. The charm had a few scuffs on it and the bell was chipped. Polnareff put the charm away and looked up as Avdol walked up, "Are you all ready, Polnareff?" "I am, Avdol. We'll be closer to where (y/n) is, yet we'll also be closer to those monsters.," the silver haired man spoke, "They better not have hurt her."

"She is a strong young woman. I am sure that she is safe.," the Egyptian man folded his arms into his sleeves. Polnareff looked to his friend, "I do hope that you are right." Kakyoin and Jotaro walked up to them, the red haired teen looked quite cheery. "I hear Switzerland is quite the beautiful place.," Kakyoin spoke, "Saint Moritz and the castle near it are historical." Jotaro stayed quiet as Kakyoin talked. "That castle is now the stronghold for our enemies. It is now filled with vampires and pillar men.," Caesar said as he and Joseph waked up with Iggy, "We will arrive in Switzerland by noon, set up in our rooms in the Saint Moritz resort, and train a bit more in the fields near it. We have to time everything very carefully as these enemies are strong."
Jotaro was looking up at part of the ceiling as the others talked. Polnareff noticed it. Jotaro was feeling (y/n) watch them too. His ocean green eyes looked back to his grandfather and friends when they checked out and piled into the vehicle to drive to Switzerland. The silver haired french man watched the terrain pass by as Caesar drove.

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(Y/n) was woken from her slumber by a sharp pain. She felt something jabbing into her collar bone. A heavy weight lay on top of her. She used her power to look through the darkness and see what was happening. She found that one of Santana's horns was poking her collarbone. He was adamantly holding onto her like a child would to a stuffed animal. The young woman tried to pry his hands off of her with her stand, but he only gripped tighter. She was able to move his head to a more comfortable position for both of them from how he relaxed afterwards.
Only his head did not stay in that position and he moved his head to lay on her chest. Santana made a long sigh. (Y/n) patted his hair softly, Santana did not seem that dangerous when he was asleep like this. He seemed peaceful. His handsome face held a neutral expression. The blind woman settled back down and laid her head on the pillow behind her. It was daylight outside. The young woman sent her stand outside to look around.