Red Wings-Prelude

Prelude -
A wicked laugh echoed into the corridor of screams. A bloodied hand from one of the various cages reached out towards the piece of white cloth. With a glint of silver, a heighted scream echoed, while the hand that was reaching out for the cloth landed on the floor, but still not touching the brilliant white cloth. Piercing blue eyes glinted as their own let out a burst of laughter, that echoed again the screaming hallway.
"Don't you know better than to hurt my prisoners sister?" A new voice asked. The owner was hidden in the shadows of a corner.
The laughter came again, the person throwing their colorless, white hair back. The eyes came to rest on the person in the shadows.
"Well, dear brother, tell your filth not to touch then. I could have done much worse for such an insult."
The person in the shadows smiled, teeth shining with enlargened canines.
"True sister."
The girl put her hands on her hips and shifted her weight to the other side, causing the white, red and black skirt to shift as well, showing her pale skin in the flickering firelight.
"Its not nice to hide in the shadows brother."
Blood red wings, connected to her back, moved to pinpoint this. This time, the male let out a small laugh.
"Alright sister. You are right."
The male stepped into the firelight himself. He was as dark as his sister, black and red pants on his lover half, partially covered by a red button up formal shirt, with buttons undone to his collarbone and below his midsection, showing off some of his own pale skin. He wore a lab  coat over the whole outfit, which flew out behind him when he walked. His blue eyes glinted through glasses, that had a few strands of his coal hair hanging down. His own ruby wings twitched.
The girl smirked, crossing her arms, covering up part of her stomach that was uncovered by the black and red, torn tank top.
"Well?"
"This way sister."
The two stalked off, their footsteps echoing as their laughs did, and the screams became louder than ever.