[center][b]The Last Harpy
A collab between OoTrillionoO, Luminance and Exit
--Part 1--[/b][/center]
Clo took a step back, tripping over the pale she'd dropped and landing square on her ass. She winced in pain on impact and quickly scrambled back to her feet, turning to face the two once again. She wanted to say something, scream maybe, yell for help but something had caught her tongue. Instead she simply stared at them, took in their dark forms. The moonlight blasted them from behind obscuring most of their features but it wasn't their face she wasn't trying to see. Their wings... their wings were beautiful... magnificent things that fluttered in the air behind them and seemed to glow in the light of the stars. She couldn't take her eyes off them. Her own strained against their confines, pushing against the leather straps holding them in place suddenly wanting to be free.

[b]"Hey, hey, shhh. It's alright. We wont hurt you."[/b] The smaller of the two cooed when Clo fell back. She was about to move in and lend a helping hand but stayed in place as Clo quickly regained her feet. Seeing the fear in the young girls eyes, Anora held her hands up, one of which was bandaged neatly, to show that she was unarmed. Opening her mouth to say something else, the white winged girl noticed that the young girls eyes were glued to the spot behind her and her sister Ramera. Glancing in the same direction, she realized that it was their wings which caught the child's attention. Anora smiled gently and gave her wings a flutter. 

The elder of the two glanced at her sister's actions, before eyeing the reason behind Clo's admiration. With a sudden flash of silver, inches away from Clo her leather bindings dropped. The girl had extended a metallic wing and severed her bindings in a flash. [b]"Anora, we shouldn't be wasting time,"[/b] she said with some level of grief etched into her words as she faced her sister.

The motion had been so quick Clo hadn't the time to react. Suddenly a weight had been lifted off her shoulders and without warning her black wings shot to their full length. Her breath caught in her throat when she realized what happened.

[b]"No...no no."[/b] She began to mutter over and over again turning to look at the cursed thigs sprouting from her back. [b]"Oh no... he's going to kill me..."[/b]

[b]"But we aren't wasting time Ramera. I'd say that helping someone is time well spent."[/b] The younger responded to the elder as the pieces of the bindings which constrained Clo's dark wings soundlessly fell to the ground. Her mutterings caught the attention of the one with white wings. 

[b]"No he wont. Especially not since Ramera and I are here. We,"[/b] An imploring look at the elder sister before continuing, [b]"we promise that you will never be harmed again."[/b] It was a gentle yet resolute promise.

The eldest watched her sister as she spoke to Clo before closing her eyes and giving a resolute nod of her head. [b]"Yes, we promise. We'll never let anyone harm you. Ever."[/b]

[b]"No... no you don't understand."[/b] She began to fold her wings back up, picking up the bindings that had fallen on the ground trying to mend them. [b]"They're not supposed to be out... crap."[/b] It would be the first small expletive from a girl the sisters would get to know very well. However their fateful meeting would be cut short by the cocking of rifles and the deep voice of one of the guards.

"You're right... your wings aren't supposed to be out." Said the first. He stuck to his act in front of the strangers though Clo knew who he really was. However his presence didn't dampen the fact that her night out had taken an unexpected turn for the worse. There was no way she could fix the bindings before her master found out.

"And what do we have here?" The other guard turned toward the sisters Anora and Ramera, his rifle trained on them both but his eyes trained on their wings. "More freaks? you three related?"

The sound of cocking guns made the younger of the two flinch in surprise. The appearance of the men was completely unexpected and made Anora unconsciously move closer to her sister. When the gun pointed in the sisters direction, Anora shuffled even closer and held onto her sisters hand. It wasn't the first time that she had been at the barrel end of a rifle.

The larger of the two girls stared at the men, unflinching and with defiant eyes. She wouldn't let herself show fear. Not in front of these louts. She could feel Anora creeping closer to her. It was suddenly apparent that there was nothing she could do against the both of them. Instead of acting on her emotions she averted her gaze downwards in defeat as the men continued their approach.

"What do you think John? What do you we do with these two?" He spat on he ground next to Anora and Ramera.

John held his rifle up to Clo. He too was staring at her wings even as she was trying to fold them up and hide them. To him they were magnificent and why anyone would want to have them hidden was beyond him. Those wings on the two girls were just as well, white and glowing in the dark. All three of them were beautiful creatures that would be torn to bits as soon as they entered the town. Clo... he knew she would get beat, knew she'd be thrown in with the others for the hundredth time with bruises covering her body. The other two would get the same soon enough and shortly there after, turned into slaves... or worse. They'd become part of the endless cycle awaiting all metahumans that had the misfortune of crossing their town. It was sickening... it sickened him and he was tired of it.

John took a moment, putting together a patchwork plan before turning to his partner. "We're taking them to the cells with the others."

"Sure we shouldn't take them to the boss first?"

"We'll do it in the fucking morning... I'm too tired for this shit."

"And her?" The guard asked pointing his rifle at Clo. "What are we doing with her?"

"What do you think? She's going back home..." John said, picking her up by the collar of her shirt and shoving her back toward the town.

The guard nodded in agreement and then motioned for Anora and Ramera to follow. "Let's go..." He paused for emphasis. "...Freaks."