Rachel's POV

   "So, here's how it goes: we team up because we have to and then we hurt everyone she cares about unless she comes with us willingly! Got it?" I ask Orion. The school was forcing me to team up with him since, apparently, I'm not getting enough work done on my own. Orion's such a hot head though! In looks and personality wise. Although, the needle - like hair is a little much. Orion has multiple personalities. He has his angel side and then his devil side, which is usually when I see him. Pointed teeth, horns, the whole deal.
   "Who are we after again? And why's she important?" Orion asks, eating his apple.
   "Christina." I say flatly, rolling my eyes. We've gone over this several times. "And...they won't tell me why she's so important." I say bitterly. I don't get it. All she is is a girl with wings- not that much different from her companions. What makes her so special?
    Orion looks thoughtful for a second. Then suddenly says ,"You're jealous of her, aren't you? She has everything you don't.. a new family. Freedom to do as she pleases-"
    "I'm not jealous of her and she cannot do everything she pleases!!! The school has control over her not matter what she may think! She's just their puppet." I cross my arms, leaning back in my chair. It's easy to get used to the smell here at the school, I don't get why the Winged used to whine about it so much.
     "We're all their puppets, Rachel." Orion tells me quietly. "No matter what you may think."

Vision

  They kept on going back and forth on what each others' rights were. For example: "You can't tell me what to do because I can call the police" Which stumped Jim for a few seconds. Then they went back and forth, back and forth. Max eventually left my side to go sorting again. I leaned against a wall and watched them all.
  "You must really be a background person," someone whispers in my ear right next to me. I look to the right and there's no one there..
  The voice goes to my left ear. "Over here.." The voice belonged to a boy, that was clear. Yet, once again I saw no one. Then I blinked and a new image appeared. There was the boy. He was staring at me with deep, crimson eyes. He was smirking, and he had needle like teeth. His hair also seemed sharp as his teeth, up in almost every direction. Torn bat wings stretched out behind him but there was a mirage of white, dove wings. Like he had two sets of wings. With the dove wings, he had halo. With the bat wings he had horns.
  Then I saw him holding someone, a girl with blond hair. Kris.
  He then proceeded to stab her in the back, through the heart. He let her fall to the ground and then closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Then looked past me at someone. I turned around and saw someone I really didn't want to see. Rachel.
  She wasn't smiling but I got the feeling she was happy. Since she was looking straight at me, walking straight for me. "She will die because of you. Do as we ask and none of your friends will be hurt."

  I wake with a start, lying on something. It was a branch, I'm assuming, because I fell off of it. I landed on my back and got the air knocked out of me, but I could still look around and see where I was. Where we left Wendy, Carter and Simone. Only now everyone was here, including Kris. She was awake, as was Carter. "Kris- you're in danger-" I spit out when I have enough breath.
  "What?" she says blankly. Then waits a second and it dawns on her. She must have read my mind. "Oh."

we meet again

   Then all the sudden Jim jumps up, looking behind me. I look around and find Kris staring at us.
  "Are you following me or something?!" She asks, putting her hands on he hips. She had changed into something other than the school's stuff. I know nothing of fashion but I'm guessing the clothes were stylish. She had shoes on, that's a plus. "I CAN get the police onto you, ya know?"
   "NO...no. Please don't." Jim shakes his head, taking a deep breath. "We were just leaving. I suggest you tell no one you saw us." He picks up what he had collected, putting it all in a bag. Max did the same and I followed suit.
   "You 'suggest'?" Kris asks, raising an eyebrow.
   "Yes." Jim says flatly. I just watch them fight, standing next to Max.

Deep Thinking

  Kris eventually left after some no-point-in-doing-it talk. The Winged split to go into town. Carter, Simone, and Wendy stay in the woods. Whereas Jim, Max and I go into town to go get some chow.
  "Where's the place we're going to?" I ask, trailing behind Jim. Max was walking next to me and looking around. This place was pretty cool actually. The buildings were all older and the people looked really nice. I haven't seen any cameras, only around the shops.
   "Right....there." Jim nods his head to a store. "The back," He explains a little more and Max and I nod.
   First Jim goes around the corner, then Max and I. We find him looking through some boxes that had been thrown out. This was behind a gas station store so there probably should be some stuff. I also start looking and find some bottles of water. They had just been dented and these people threw them out.
   "Oh my gosh, these are fine!" Max holds up a bag of pretzels. "This is just sad- it's only opened at the end."
   Jim nods, still sorting through the stuff and pulling out things every so often.
   I put the bottles down next to me and pull out more. This is, actually, really sad. These guys are throwing out things that aren't even bad. They're just a little damaged. They could still sell these or give them away. Yet, they throw them away. They think that it's not perfect, people won't want it..Well we want it, and if we want it, chance is that others would love to have this stuff also.

IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE NOW

  "But you didn't get to meet the rest of us," Simone says.
  "I read minds, I don't exactly NEED to ask for your names." Kris crosses her arms and looks at us all.
  There was a silence for a few seconds where no one talked or even moved. we were all just contemplating what she just said. About mind reading. I now actually understand why she saw me in the vision. She didn't see ME specifically, just my mind. That's also how she knew every move Jim made before he made it. She had been reading our minds. Well, this explains a lot.
  "Wish you would've said earlier," I mutter, breaking the silence.

Kris' POV

  So I just got away, correct. Then all the sudden these guys come and ATTACK me. Of course I'm not going to be friendly. Would you be friendly if random people with wings like you came up and attacked you? I guess it's a little hard to relate to but anyways.
  There was that girl who I had sensed. I couldn't see her, but I could feel her mind. This was the same mind and she knew she had seen me.
  All these kids were- well, to tell you the truth- crazy. They're calling the school a 'prison'. As far as I know, that's new. I've never heard of anyone calling it that before.
  "So, if you're from this so called 'school'," One of them starts, the one with white wings. "Why're you out in the middle of the woods? You could fly off! You could go anywhere!" That one's Wendy.
  "Well it's kind of hard to do that when a bunch of people attack you." I say flatly.
   "....true." the guy who took my wings said. "But we just wanted to make sure you weren't of some kind of...group. Lately we've been seen a lot by people and we don't need to know about us. We're trying to stay secret." His name was Carter.
  "Nice way of putting it, Carter," Jim says. He's the one in charge. "We just wanted to make sure you weren't with anyone. I'm Jim by the way."
   "Great, so now that you know I'm not 'with' anyone- can I go now?"

So Confused, I really am

  "Kris, eh?" Max asked in one of those weird pirate voices, sticking close to me. "Where you come from, matey?" Jim makes a 'seriously' face. Max shrugs, smiling a little.
   "The school-" Kris starts, looking absolutely and utterly annoyed. She pushed her hair out of her face.
    "The what?" We all ask at once. School is...what regular people go to. she's not a regular person...judging by the giant wings on her back. But you know, maybe I'm wrong and she's completely normal.
    She sighs like this is the most obvious thing in the world. "Yes, the school. You know, the one's who experiment on kids?"
    "Oh, the prison." Carter said, nodding. Kris raises an eyebrow but says nothing.