Skye's POV:
I layed in the white bed. Trapped in this small glass prison. I was bored out of my mind. I was so ready to be out of this stupid box. I heard the T.V. blare to life. The news flicked on. The reporter was in mid-sentence. "...the crys are possibly not natural phenomenon! We believe that a girl,maybe not human, is behinde these horrible tragic incidents. The locals have begun calling her Screech. If you see a girl with red hair and a pair of, strange and terrifying, owl wings call the police-" the man was cut short by the T.V. being shut off again. I turned my head to see Ward. My lips formed a small sad smile. "We've been hearing about 'Screech' since your..." he struggled to find a word. "Incident. What do you make of it?" My smile for a bit wider at the fact he was trying to include me in something. Everyone treated me like a piece of glass tied to a stick of dynamite. If they handled me wrong I might break and explode. Even Ward was a bit diffrent but I know he trys. I sat up. "They could be connected you know. She gets whatever type of powers she has right after the thing at the Kree Temple. What are the chances?" He noded. "Turn the T.V. back on." I asked. He did and handed me the remote through the little box thing. I watched untill I saw a pic of the young girls face. I paused it. The picture was pixily but I read her frozen face just fine. "She's no monster." I said softly. "Look at her she's scared out of her mind. She just wants to do the right thing and gets blamed for all the bad things happening." Ward stared at the screen his eyes filled with intensity. The girl's eyes were a bright amber. Her red hair was wild. It reminded me of Merida from the Disney movie Brave. I shook my head. "Colson thinks she could be a danger to others and if she doesn't want to harm others than to herself as well." Said Ward's quiet voice. He looked into my eyes making my heart melt. I put my hand to the glass. He did the same thing on the other side so our hands lined up. His hand was so much larger than mine. Our eyes never broke. I felt tears gather in mine threatening to spill over onto my cheeks. I could tell Ward longed to hold and comfort me. I, trufully, just wanted to feel small in his large strong arms again. Finally he spoke when he saw a single warm tear filled with so much pain, fear, need, and anger roll down my face. "Oh Skye...what are we going to to do?" "Ward..." I said my voice shacking "I don't know I just don't know..."
I know it's short but I'm trying. Well tell me what you think! Bye see you next time!