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.

Kris

Once Wendy made her pass out using one of her powers (making people pass out by looking them in the eye), we finally got her to stop fighting. The others woke up in the process though and now we were all on the ground staring at her.
"Where'd she come from?" Max wondered aloud. Carter shrugged.
"I saw her." I mumble. "she was running from the prison. Then when I woke up, she was here." Simone held onto my arm, sighing. Jim looked wary.
"So she's not with them, is she?" He asked me. I shake my head, not that I know of. Although, I'm not a mind reader. So I could just as easily be wrong about her. Maybe she IS working for the prison. I wouldn't know.
She moans, coming around. We all get in that weird fighting stance, all except me. I'm sitting there dumbfounded. I thought it would take more time for her to wake up- she passed out for heaven's sake! Yet, she's waking up five minutes after passing out. It would take me a while. As far as I know...
"Agh!" She jumps up when she sees us all crowded around her, flapping her wings frantically. She can't get up because there's no room though. Max gets thrown back against Wendy and she nearly stumbles over. This girl has high wind levels with her wings...
"We're not here to hurt you-" Jim starts but gets knocked back. I duck to the ground quickly and put my hands over my head. There's debris and leaves flying everywhere. Pelting everyone. I scream because it hurts.
"Stop, please." Carter says calmly, somehow ending up behind her and gently taking her wings. then the girl stops, staring at Simone and around. Holding her breathe.
"I made her believe she's underwater!" Simone says proudly and Jim nods, coming up. He had gotten slammed into a tree. "Who're you?"
"Kris-" The girl says, looking a little flustered.

(One Of the Winged)

I sit up, blinking. That was her, she had been running through the trees- right toward us! I bet she's an escapee from the prison! We need to help her! I take out my wings, getting up, something from behind me pulls me back down by my waist. I look over my shoulder at Carter. "I had a vision about her, she's from the prison." I tell him urgently.
Jim and Wendy glide down after the girl, barely over head. She suddenly takes out a pair of brown and white appendages and they move out of the way before she flies up. Carter stiffens behind me and let's go, I take off into the sky immediately. She found a place to slip through the trees and I followed suit, flying after her in the wind. I could feel Wendy and Jim follow close behind and say Jim soar above all of us. The girl kept flying but wasn't very good, more like I had been when I started flying. She could barely stay above the tree line and was flapping her wings desperately, throwing glances over her shoulder.
"HEY!" Jim shouted at her, swooping down. She tried to duck out of the way but he crashed into her, sending them back into the trees. Wendy told me to follow her and I dove after her back down into the canopy.
Jim was trying to get her to stay still but this girl was having none of it, thrashing and seeming to know every move he was doing before he did it. Her blonde hair had many twigs and debris in it, like she had been rolling around in dirt. She had on prison 'uniform' as I say it; and it was ragged and dirty. Her bare feet were muddy. Her eyes were flashing everywhere but us as she tried to get away from Jim.