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[felthope]

@seerpixie​  /  plotted  starter  

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.  

❛     ALICE  . . .        how  long  before  i  get  t’  know  exactly  what  we’re  huntin’  for  ?      ❜         his  voice  is  quiet  ,  but  clearly  worried.           as  often  as  he  tries  to  push  a  calm  wave  over  them  ,  something  was  REALLY  dark  on  her  mind.          

[ohbells-a]

Bella so rarely goes out alone. It’s hard. To be just her and her thoughts. Running through every horror and pouring over every loss. The pain of it drives her to madness and it’s why she stays most often by Alice’s side. Tonight though she needed this. A moment to get lost and to feel it all, even the madness.

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. 

The thought clicks itself into place as she turns to face they prey that’s foolish enough to believe it’s a hunter. “Hello boys,” she says with a saccharine smile before descending. One man is drained before the other two can run, and as she closes in on the second, Alice appears. Bella should feel shame. She should stop, drop the body that’s already limp in her arms, let the third man run away. But she can’t. All she can do is hope that Alice will forgive her. // @seerpixie​

[ohbells-a]

@seerpixie​ / plotted starter

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.

“We should be okay here.” Bella whispers. It’s out of the way of civilization. Winter in Canada. They can stay. For however long they need. Here they could turn to stone and never be recovered. 

[meddled-a]

@seerpixie​ found the will 

          “ 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. 

          “ Of course you and Jasper are welcome to stay. ” He added, not wanting to draw out that suspense. Carlisle was intrigued to know more about them though. “ Where are the both of you from ? I know that Forks is out of the way, it’s not a typical vampiric getaway. ” There’s a smile on his features that is genuine and almost warm. “ We have made a home of it though. ”

[hisflaws-a2]

@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.

“  uh  ----  i  think  i’m  good  . . .  ”   hand  gestures  for  her  to  stop.   the  last  thing  he  expects  to  hear  are  things  about  his  family.   dark,  personal  things.   things  he  hasn’t  thought  about  in  years  ;  things  he  purposely  hasn’t  thought  about  in  years.   it’s  all  a  little  too  weird.   throat  awkwardly  clears  before  saying,   “  thanks,  but  um  . . .  i  don’t  think  i  need  to  hear  anymore.  ”   maybe  this  isn’t  a  hoax,  but  that’s  not  something  he  feels  like  thinking  about  right  now.   all  he  knows  is  that  he’s  had  enough.   still,  max  manages  to  offer  a  smile  and  a  weak  thank  you  before  bumping  his  shoulder  with  alice’s.   “  alright  . . .  your  turn.  ”

[klarsynt-arc]

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