Kurt pulled his jacket tighter around him, a cold wind blowing at his back. He seemed to be getting lost, and yet he was still on the same path, heading toward the back gate. The thick bushels of trees sprouting suddenly here and there across his way left him dodging them, and moving further and further from the safety of the wall. He turned another sharp path, trying to head toward the wall, but for some reason, the wind was still at his back. That's when he heard a sudden crack of a twig behind him. His thoughts of the attacker came flooding back, and his face paled over.
"W-Who's there?" Kurt said, turning quickly around, keeping his back to the tree behind him. The wind just whislted back in return. Eyeing the trees around him, he turned and walked faster down the path, leaves crunching underneath his feet. He zipped his jacket up and pulled the collar up around his neck, which was now having shivers pulse through anyways. His spine tingled, and then he heard someone whisper in his ear. He froze, then spun around ready to beat the hell out of them from pure fright. But only air met his eyes.
Suddenly, his eyes darted to the ground, where he could see a pair of footprints sitting in the leaves, freshly made, in fact still being used. His eyes grew huge as he watched in awe. A sudden transarency filled the footprints, making way for a shape, and then, a figure. It was a human, and finnaly the last bit of transarancy pulled away, and he could see every bit of her. She stood there, with daring eyes piercing through him, simple clothes, and a unique stance.
"I, " she paused, "Should be asking you the same thing."
Kurt, remembering his training, sprung into action, if she was the attacker, he had to know, before she got him first. He transported to a tree above her, then beside her, then back where he first was. She jumped and landed in a nearby tree with ease, then again floated down to the ground. When she landed, Kurt took the chance, and pounced on her, grabbing her wrists, and dragging her down. He held her pinned to the ground on her side, both breathing heavily now.
"Let me go!" she jutted around, trying to pull away, but Kurt had the advantage. Suddenly he realized she was turning transparent again, so he held her wrists tighter, but then became smaller, until he held a fist full of nothing, and she had dissapeared, not become invisible.
The air was heavy now, and he turned around, looking wildly for her, or any signs of her placement in the grounds. But there was none. But the wind was back. Only not as cold, and not as strong.
Then he heard her whisper in his ear with a sence of insistancy, "Don't breath in!". But it was too late, and Kurt collapsed to the ground, unknowing of the wind picking him up and sweeping him into the forest.
