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THERE’S  THIS  LINGERING  FEELING  OF  DREAD  encircling  the  pixie.           he  knows  their  situation  is  rather  dire  ,  but  to  up  &  abandon  their  family  without  a  word  to  the  wise  was  drastic  ,  even  for  someone  as  ostentatious  as  alice.          she  won’t  tell  him  the  truth  ------  WHAT  DID  SHE  SEE  ?          he’s  followed  her  blindly  up  until  this  moment  ----  they’re  sitting  in  their  car  ,  his  hand  resting  on  her  tapping  leg.           he  gives  a  firm  squeeze  as  he  glances  over  at  her.  

What she doesn’t expect is to find herself walking in the echo of a memory. Of course this street is in another city, a whole other country. But it’s dark. Nearing a dead end. And the men call out more viciously than the ones before. This time there will be no shiny Volvo come to save her. It’s just her here. 

It’s been a week...or at least Bella thinks it has. Time has passed over her fluidly as she drowns in this new world. The only thing she has is Alice- anything beyond that hardly seems to exist at all. Without even having the ability to sleep, she still is haunted by the nightmares that terrorized her human self. They’re in Canada...she thinks. In a warehouse long abandoned. It’s a shelter. A place to finally just stop. Neither of them had stopped moving since it all happened. Even vampires needed to rest eventually though.

Bella laces her hand tightly in Alice’s, tight enough to break bones but it does nothing to the vampire beside her. Resting her head on her sisters shoulder Bella longs for sleep. Or death. The only thing that keeps her alive is knowing that her daughter is out there somewhere. But if she didn’t have Alice...Bella knows she might not be able to hold on even for that. Some cruel voice in the back of her head wants her to dwell on how that makes her a shitty mother, maybe it runs in the family. That voice might win out if all the other pain wasn’t so much louder.

          “ YOU’VE SEEN IT ? ” Carlisle leaned back in his office chair as he studied the pixie like woman. He had heard about vampires with gifts as unique as hers. Through his time with the Volturi he had become accustomed to people being collected like trophies for their gifts. Edward had grown to be someone who exhibited such powers but he had hardly expected to find a second, especially with a mate. Out of all the covens in the world it did feel right that Alice had found theirs. 

@seerpixie​​   :   🔮 - see a fortune teller

he  believes  in  a  lot  of  things,  but  fortune  tellers  are  not  one  of  them.   there’s  something  about  them  that  screams  scam.   maybe  the  late  night  commercials  are  to  blame  :  call  this  number  and  someone  will  predict  your  future.   a  nice  sentiment,  but  not  that  convincing.   this  explains  his  hesitation  when  alice  suggests  they  go  see  one  for  fun.   since  when  is  seeing  a  fortune  teller  something  people  do  for  fun?

although  skeptical,  max  still  manages  to  go  in  with  an  open  mind  ;  never  the  type  to  be  rude.   he  sits  there  with  folded  hands,  eyes  focused  yet  suspicious.   whatever  she  says,  he’s  going  to  take  with  a  grain  of  salt  . . .  that’s  the  plan  anyway.   but  the  plan  completely  flies  out  the  window  when  accurate  statements  about  his  past  quickly  fall  onto  open  ears.   things  about  his  childhood,  his  father,  his  mother  ----  it’s  all  information  no  one  should  know,  no  one  who  isn’t  close  to  him,  at  least.   a  look  that  resembles  fear  is  given  to  alice  who  sits  beside  him,  forehead  creasing.   “  what  the  fuck?  ”   said  with  a  whisper  before  gaze  is  pulled  back  to  the  woman.

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