(Oh hell yeah. So, I kind of may have done a lot here… I hope it's good with you.)
Adalyn blinked hazily, all the sights and sounds blurring together as everything had become way too bright and way too loud. There was wind and sunlight and animals chirping and rustling around her in literally every direction. She could somehow hear each little movement the critters made. But above all, she could hear her own breathing. It was short and quick. She was hyperventilating. Like she'd been running. Running? Running from what?
Her mind was refusing to process anything, even the simple sensory information of the wilderness around her. It was all too much for her, and Addy winced at every little motion that happened in her peripheral vision. She was powerful, incredibly so. As a result, the doctors in the Lab kept her on a steady dosage of drugs to alter her mental state and numb her to her surrounding environments. However, her power was only one of the reasons. The other was much more complicated.
From the time she was three years old, Adalyn began to show signs of magical abilities. She could make things float through the air. She would start crying when other people around her felt sad, but once they calmed down, so did she. She would accidentally send memory glimpses into her parents' minds, which originally scared them, but they got used to it. Obviously, this led to her parents – Alison Mirka and Janey Maier – to discover her abilities. However, they made the decision to not tell anyone of their daughter's powers. They thought that it was what was safest for Addy and their family. They were right.
Once Adalyn was old enough, Alison and Janey sat her down and explained the use of her powers to her, from what they had been able to gather so far. They made Addy swear that she wouldn't perform her magic for anyone outside of their family and especially not in public. Eventually, the family fell into a rhythm and was able to keep hidden long enough for Addy to go through almost her entire public schooling. But she had been found out just several months ago.
With her beloved parents held at gunpoint while she was taken, eighteen-year-old Adalyn was dragged off to the facility. The first weeks were a nightmare for both Addy and the doctors. The former refused to relent to her captors, and the latter group was determined to study such a powerful and devastated individual. So, she was… subdued. Enough, at least, for the memory-altering technology at the Lab to work its horrible ways on her. But it hadn't worked.
For reasons known only to the Almighty and Adalyn's guardian angel, the girl kept her memories. However, this also meant that Addy was even more restless than before. She wanted to get home and begged anyone who would dare to look her way to tell her if her parents were alright. Eventually, the doctors found the right combination of drugs to keep the memories locked away while also rendering Adalyn physically and mentally useless so they could then study her.
They'd gotten in a few days worth of testing before their newest subject was yanked from them again. And now here she was, walking through this new place, and there was a girl standing beside her, talking to her. Her voice sounded like she was underwater when she spoke. Adalyn barely remembered her… this was a girl she'd seen before. But from where? Without being able to pinpoint it, she began to stumble her way after the girl. Addy took maybe three steps before she stepped on a twig. It cracked under her foot, causing Addy to immediately stop, wince, and cover her ears with her hands.
"No," she whispered, her voice hoarse from both screaming and not being used. "Too loud."