"Stop the car!" Basil shouted.
Golden beast eyes appeared, and the gaze pierced through the thick carriage wall, looking to the right rear.
"Alice Cullen?" The name popped into Basil's mind the instant he saw the petite, elfin-like girl.
For some reason, he was particularly familiar with the descriptive texts about the appearance and physique of female vampires in Bellatrix's world.
I reviewed it at least a hundred times.
Of course, the upright gentleman Basil certainly didn't have Sese's idea.
He was just trying to avoid running into them, which would cause his already low moral standards to plummet even further.
Hmm. Who is that male vampire who's as strong as a bear?
Bellatrix, who had stopped the car, asked, "Did she foresee your existence? And then abandon Jasper?"
Basil got out of the car and shielded Bellatrix behind him.
"That's unlikely. Her precognitive abilities are very limited."
"If the person involved changes their mind midway, the Prophecy will not come true, and she can only foresee the future of life of her own kind or those who were once of the same kind. And there has to be no interference. For example, she cannot see the future of Werewolf, that is, Quileute, and half-vampire Renesmee."
"In the novel, when you were with Jacob, she couldn't foresee your future either."
Bellatrix shrugged. "That's just part of the novel's setting. I feel more like the author couldn't control the setting and indirectly sealed Alice's abilities."
"Besides, who can guarantee that my world is from a novel? What if it's some female-oriented fanfiction where the female protagonist transmigrates into Alice and discovers you through the system? Maybe it really is!"
Basil was surprised. "When did you learn about the concept of fan fiction?"
Bellatrix: "It's Zoe. She uploaded a lot of fan fiction, saying it's to help us pass the time."
"Oh, they've arrived," Basil suddenly announced.
His fingers, which were behind his back, glowed, and Bellatrix felt as if an invisible iron wall had suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Them?" Bellatrix wasn't afraid. She was just curious who else was there. After all, she was a full member of the group and could hide in the space at any time.
"Is it you?" A girl with delicate features appeared before Basil and the others amidst a cracking sound in the air and the twigs and leaves that followed.
Her eyes were a light color, a deep, golden honey color.
She was staring intently at Basil with those beautiful eyes, her gaze filled with an almost bewitching love.
With her fair, delicate nose twitching slightly and her hands clasped in front of her chest, she stood gracefully by the roadside, like an innocent elf who had wandered into the city from the forest.
Bellatrix frowned.
The more cheerful a vampire of Cullen's lineage is, the more gold appears in their eyes; the more depressed and irritable they are, the more black appears in their eyes, until they become pitch black.
So, this Alice is really here to steal a man!
Bellatrix, taking advantage of her height, looked down at the shorter girl in front of her with disdain in her brown eyes.
Soon, another explosion rang out.
A huge brown bear—no, a muscular behemoth—brought a shower of gravel and fallen leaves, which landed heavily on the concrete road.
The cement road cracked like a spider web.
"Emmett?" Bellatrix exclaimed.
Like Alice, he has sickly pale skin, and his shocking entrance immediately reveals his vampire identity.
His black curly hair and bear-like physique gave away his identity— Emmett Cullen.
Ability is power; a vampire who likes to hunt bears.
"You know me?" Emmett frowned.
However, he didn't pay much attention to Bellatrix.
He mustered his courage, forced himself to look away, and gazed at the presence that made his hair stand on end even from a mile away.
Because that was also the Eternity companion chosen by Alice, whom he considered family.
The next second, he bared his teeth, curled up defensively, and a wild roar burst from his throat.
To others, the boy might be a captivating figure, possessing a handsome face far surpassing that of a vampire, with a well-proportioned and robust physique, as if sculpted from marble by the most skilled artist.
But in his eyes, it was the most ferocious Beast.
Dragon.
Only creatures from mythical epics can describe this.
"Emmett!" Alice complained to her family, seemingly oblivious to the threat emanating from Basil.
However, her voice, which sounded like that of a soprano singer, made her complaint sound more like a coquettish tantrum.
Then her voice softened, and she gave Basil a radiant smile. "I am Alice Cullen, born as a human in 1901. I died in 1920 and became a vampire. I have the ability to foresee the future, and you are the perfect partner for me in the future."
"Bellatrix, you actually guessed right?" Basil was incredulous.
But Alice was not lying.
Then, his pupils returned to their azure blue color.
The invisible, solid barrier surrounding Bellatrix disappeared.
Emmett the vampire regained his composure, straightening up with lingering fear. "I am Emmett Cullen. You're not human either, are you? You must be the most dangerous kind of monster. Just now, every cell in my body felt like it came alive, wanting to escape."
"I should also introduce myself, right? I was born in 1915 and became a vampire in 1935."
Bellatrix stepped forward and put her arm around Basil's. "I'm a girl. My 'third wheel' radar has been going off the whole time, right now."
Basil was speechless: Aren't you a third party too? If we really have to count, only Hermione isn't a third party.
Then the two turned their heads.
Bellatrix: "Hello, I'm Isabella Swan. I was born in 1987 and I'm seventeen years old. You can just call me Bellatrix."
Basil: "I am not human, but I will follow your format. I am Basil Granger. Born in 1980."
"By the way, I'm also seventeen."
Emmett and Alice both doubted their ears.
This year is 2004. No matter how you calculate it, Basil should not be 17 years old. He should be 24 years old.
But the next second, they remembered that Basil was not human either.
Alice: "Seventeen? According to the age of the body that was transformed, I should be 19 years old."
Emmett: "I'm 20."
Basil didn't explain. He simply replied, "It's not exactly wrong."
"However, I have a question. If I'm not mistaken, you should all be students at Forks High School, right?"
"Aren't you all stuck here because you don't have to go to school?"
Alice gazed at Basil with fascination as she explained, "You are far more important than that."
Emmett raised her hand. "I had Carlisle get us excused. We're not really students. I mean, it's just a facade we wear in human society."
"Carlisle is a doctor; he can write sick leave certificates however he wants."
He looked at Bellatrix. "You probably need it too. But when did you transform?"
"What kind of monsters are you and Basil? How can you be so human?"
"No, he's more like that. He has a full body temperature and a heartbeat."
"You have a heartbeat, but you can't smell anything."
Bellatrix was speechless. She was about to explain that she was human, but then she remembered the Fairy Tale Mage on the system panel. Her fingers glowed, creating a cloud of mist around her, and she made a face. "I am a magician. The transformation happened last night."
"Also, I really need a sick leave certificate." She looked in the direction of the school. "Classes are probably already in session."
"Okay, I'll call Carlisle in a bit," Emmett nodded, pumping her fist excitedly. "There really are magicians? I thought it was just made up! Or maybe they're actually humans with superpowers, vampires. Alice had the ability to foresee the future before she became a vampire."
Are you going to our house?
Basil:???
Emmett explained, "Alice's predictions of the future are never wrong. You are destined to belong to her."
"Since we are not human, it would be better for us to gather together."
"Our house is very big, would you like to come and take a look?"
Bellatrix was a little annoyed. "What do you mean by 'destined to belong to her'?"
The filter of reading the novel didn't lead her to attack Alice's age, calling her a woman over a hundred years old.
"The future is uncertain and changes depending on people's choices."
You're clearly lying!
Emmett was somewhat embarrassed; he had indeed lied. Alice had only seen one possibility for the future.
Basil asked Alice curiously, "How did you see my future? You can't even see the future of those Quileute, the Werewolf you see. How did you manage to capture my future?"
Alice felt a burning sensation where Basil's gaze had fallen upon her, and she lowered her head shyly. "It was just a shadow."
"I can sense how I will feel in the future. The happiness I feel when I'm with you is something I haven't experienced in any of the futures I've seen."
"Although it was just a shadow. I don't know what you look like, and I don't know when that day will come."
"But what I do know is that it's worth waiting for, forever."
Emmett chimed in, "Yes, Alice has waited for you for almost 100 years. She has remained single all this time, rejecting all her admirers."
"This even includes Jasper, the partner who would have given her happiness."
"She's even willing to give up us for you."
Alice looked up shyly. "Could you come to our house with me?"
Basil looked at Bellatrix.
Bellatrix stamped her foot. "Fine, let's go. I've been wanting to see a vampire's house for a while now. Shall I drive?"
"I'll take it," Emmett said, his gaze fixed on Bellatrix's big truck. His expression froze. "Forget it, your truck can't even go a hundred miles a hour. I can't stand driving so slowly."
"Slow train?" Bellatrix tried to retort, saying how sturdy and wonderful her train was.
But the next second, she remembered something.
She had read the novel.
In the novel, the car's former owner, Jacob, once suggested, "It's best not to drive this car at speeds exceeding sixty miles per hour."
So she could only lower her head and stubbornly say, "But Basil wants to sit in the passenger seat."
"I don't care what you write in your foolish future, but Basil undoubtedly belongs to me!"
However, before she could speak, Emmett had already gotten into the car and chosen the back seat.
Alice gracefully opened the car door and sat in the back seat.
The empty driver's cab and passenger seat became silent props for slapping someone in the face.
Bellatrix: Was I just being petty and judging others by my own standards?
Following Alice's instructions, the truck began to head north.
We drove out of the town's main street, crossed the bridge over the Calawah River, and headed towards the road leading north.
Houses sped past the car, gradually becoming less dense, and the main structures of the houses grew increasingly larger.
Then, all the houses were left behind as they drove into the misty forest.
Then the car turned around and drove onto a road that was not paved with asphalt.
The road was unmarked and could be vaguely seen among the ferns.
It meanders through ancient trees, the forest encroaching on the view on both sides of the road, allowing only a few meters ahead to be seen.
Then, after driving for several miles, the trees became sparser, and suddenly we were in a small meadow.
However, the gloom of the forest did not dissipate, as six unpruned cedars shaded the entire meadow with their broad, sprawling branches.
The trees provided their protective shade, stretching all the way to the exterior walls of the house, which rose above the shade, making the deep porch surrounding the first floor of the house appear somewhat old.
This house is timeless and beautiful, perhaps over a hundred years old.
It was painted a soft, faded white, three stories high, square, and very symmetrical.
The doors and windows are all original structures, or have been restored to their original state.
This place is very remote.
These two trucks were the only vehicles visible.
It was very quiet, except for the roar of a truck engine and the sound of the river.
It is somewhere nearby, hidden in a dark forest.
"We're here!" Emmett opened the car door and jumped out without even waiting for the car to stop, landing steadily on the lawn.
"I hope you like it." Alice used her waist and abdomen to lift herself up, landing steadily and gracefully like a Suzuka deer crossing a stream.
"Can't you wait a bit?" Bellatrix stopped the car in exasperation.
"It seems vampires are all impatient," Basil, getting out of the car as well.
"Are you ready, Bellatrix? Are you scared?" Basil asked, opening Bellatrix's car door.
"Not at all—let's go." Bellatrix slammed the car door shut.
She was indeed very worried, worried that Basil would be taken away.
Compared to Alice, she was an ugly duckling.
For a moment, she even forgot about the club's existence.
He forgot that he was just worrying unnecessarily.
"You look very cute." Basil easily noticed Bellatrix's unease.
He chose to take Bellatrix's hand directly, without any hesitation.
She walked through the deep shade of the trees toward the porch. Her thumb circled the back of her hand to calm her down.
Alice seemed to have noticed this as well.
He considerately distanced himself from Basil.
Choose and Emmett led the way and opened the door.
The interior was even more astonishing, even more unexpected than the exterior.
The room was very bright, very open, and very spacious.
There should have been several rooms here, but most of the walls on the first floor were knocked down, creating a particularly spacious area.
The south-facing wall at the back of the house has been completely replaced with a single piece of glass, and beyond the shade of the cedar trees, a wide river is clearly visible on the sprawling meadow.
A magnificent spiral staircase occupies the west side of the room.
The walls, the high ceilings, the wooden floors, the heavy carpets—all were white in various shades.