Notes: Two OC's debut here, they relate, I promise. :)
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Delila spun around as the curtain closed, hurrying backstage to find Suigintou. Her light emerald eyes scanned the empty dressing room before she moved onto the scene shop. "Suigintou!"
Blood red eyes met hers. The young woman quickly held up her fist, the sign for the Resistance, and stepped closer to Delila. She was older- not by much, but at least four or five years to a beorc. Black wings sprouted from her shoulders in an unnatural manner, smaller and bushier than the average raven. Her startlingly white hair fell bone straight, framing her hawkish face, though her servant-like clothes suggested a very obedient girl. "Two Hunters are still in the auditorium. I took care of one during your solo, but the other two will be on their way soon-"
"So we run. Again," Delila concluded, giving a courageous smile. "This may turn out to be a long tour..."
The winged woman closed her eyes. "Fighting oppression by running is easier than getting killed by it."
Delila caught the unsaid words: Better than being stoned to death by your classmates. "Don't even think about those times. As soon as we find my aunt-" Delila grabbed Suigintou's arm as she headed for the door. "- we won't have to run anymore. I promise. Besides, we don't need to worry too much- my uncle promised to look after me, ever since-"
"He won't always be ready," was Suigintou's response. "And a Swan cannot be lost. If you're not protected at all times, there goes everything we've done. Besides," she glanced at the clunker of a truck they'd lived in for the past week, "I'm your Guardian."
Her charge sighed. "Nobody knows for sure what I am, remember? My father was the swan, and he just adopted me. It hardly warrants devotion." She got inside the driver's seat and grabbed the wheel.
"It's enough for your uncle. Enough for me."
Delila grinned. "Still have that rivalry going? C'mon, let's get on the road." Suigintou obeyed, ducking as low as she could into the cramped interior, packed with blankets and provisions and already-worn clothes. She grabbed the dash as the engine sputtered to life, jolting forward onto the main road.
"Any police around?"
The raven-girl scanned the area. "Nope, though it would make more sense if I were the one driving. I am older."
Delila pressed the gas pedal again. "Only if we don't get honked at like last time-"
"I can't help it if the other drivers don't watch out for us-"
"I'm pretty sure it's the other way around," Delila finished. "Remember what you said? The less attention we draw, the better."
"Mmm," Suigintou grumbled, facing the window. Thirteen year-old at the wheel, fellow drivers beware-
Suddenly gunshots rang out. Delila jumped in her seat as the backseat window shattered, followed by the sound of two more shots. Suigintou climbed into the middle row, peering out to spot the attackers, just as Delila turned the car onto the curb to escape the shots.
"Suigintou, I'm taking the freeway, can you see where-" She glanced back as she turned onto the onramp, then gasped as she heard a thud. "Suigin-"
In the backseat, the hawk-raven clutched her ribcage.