[Twilight] Believer

Max shrank on the window sill and held the dust on the edge with her fingers. She thought she would shed tears, but it was so painful that no one would shed tears. Her consciousness left her body and floated in mid-air.Her nose seemed to still smell of the dead man, she covered her mouth to stop the surging nausea.

In the sultry air, her whole body was cold for no reason, and her limbs were extremely stiff. This blow seemed to be stronger than she imagined.Caius' words were still in her ears, and they exploded in her mind like a thunderbolt. His gloomy face was different from all human beings in the world... She trembled, her center of gravity tilted, and she fell from the high window sill.

Before he could exclaim, he fell into the endless darkness.

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When she woke up, her eyes were covered with mottled water stains. It had just rained last night, and the degree of turbulence could be seen from her clothes.Her whole body seemed to be run over by a train. She was lying on a huge curtain, which probably buffered her falling posture*, otherwise how could she stand up at this moment?

Max stood up slowly while leaning on the wall, his whole head was empty, and he recalled what had happened in a daze.Looking back in a daze, the bridge stands quietly on the river, and the bottom of the bridge...

A sour feeling surged up in her esophagus, and she vomited uncontrollably. She leaned against the wall and vomited like a hangover.The whole ear was filled with loud ringing bells, and the other hand had to be pressed against his chest, and when he touched the necklace, he tore it off and threw it on the ground.

The sky was as gray as if it would never light up again, the clouds were hesitatingly roaming in the sky, the narrow streets were still crowded with festive tourists, a sea of ​​red filled with joy, Max, who seemed to be alone, became more and more depressed.

Except for this suit, she has no documents, no cash, and she doesn't even speak Italian. She doesn't want to stay here anymore.

The clothes on her body were hanging wet, and the white socks were also muddy. The pedestrians passing by intentionally or unintentionally dodged her, and Max was able to go backwards.The pebbles trampled under her soft-skinned boots somehow made her so tired that she seemed to be floating.

She raised her head as if she had a feeling, and in the red rushing all over the street, among the countless faces covered by hoods, her eyes fell on him.

When the sky is dark, he is the light.

Caius's overly beautiful face was very eye-catching, and the red cloak he was wearing was undoubtedly the most exquisitely crafted. Many people crowded around him without fear of death. There were no guards, but he was the only one.

But what Max thought of was the city of Voltra behind him, the castle buried underground in the city, dark and damp all year round.Although her room was dry and warm and there was deliberately leaked light, it still couldn't conceal the sin and suffering inside.

With almost no pause for thinking, she started running, the map he gave her had been firmly engraved in her mind, and she knew how to avoid him.

In the escape class, she was always No.1.

Caius is an iron-handed law enforcer. Although the Volturi law was established by the three of them, he is the one who maintains the law most of the time.

Voltura is a very safe city, not because of the police, but more because of the Volturi.

So it is impossible for him to show the speed that may be regarded as non-human in this grand festival and among so many humans, even at this moment he really wants to crush Max with his fingers and throw him to the Apennine Plain.

Stupid, stubborn, worthless human beings who dared to run away in his absence, and walked away with a swagger, trampling his authority, the dignity of the Volturi under their feet.Trampling on him unscrupulously and treating him with courtesy, I should have killed her the first day I knew it would be like this.

Having just returned from the North to meet his brother, he immediately went to the library to find her, and there was nothing but scattered notes and drawn curtains mocking him.Alec, who was recalled by Arrow early, came forward and said that Max was seen leaving the Volturi in the form of a blood clan.

At that moment, he heard a sneer echoing in his empty chest: "Strigoi? I'm not here, who dares to transform her?" It was clearly the trick used by that cunning hunter!

Do you take them all for fools?I don't know how to live or die!His torso seemed to have been burned by a fire. How could the Volturi, who was as strict as an iron guard, let her come and go freely? Caius asked Alec to suppress the whole thing, and let him personally take the escaped hunter away. catch back.

Alec seemed to be afraid that Caius would suffer, so he hesitated before leaving.

In his long career as a blood race, Caius had suffered a lot, but on a human being...

There is no reason to let go.

Seeing that figure quickly disappear from his line of sight, he knew that that time she copied the map not for appreciation, but for investigation, she had planned it long ago and he would...

He pushed aside the crowd in front of him, like a human being, the entire city of Voltra was designed and supervised by him from the beginning of its establishment, and all the streets and nameless alleys were as clear as blood vessels in a microscope in his mind.

The streets are very narrow, paved with the same color as the faded tan buildings along the roadside, their shadows making the road even darker.There is no light in the alley, and the houses bite each other, and if you are not careful, you will be covered in dust.

Max ran desperately, his body was exhausted but his consciousness was extremely clear. She guessed what would happen to her if Caius caught her, either tortured to death or transformed.You can die, but you can't die like this.

Today's weather is very bad, but it is a rare good weather for vampires - May in Florence.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the time passed by every minute and every second. Her physical strength was gradually exhausted, and she went back and forth to the place where she woke up this morning.

The Arno River at night appeared to be more ruthless than in the morning, it was unknown how many human corpses that were secretly executed by the Volturi had been devoured.

Max had no strength left to continue running, and her legs, which had just healed for a long time, were unbearably weak at the moment. She lay on the bridge and looked at the sparkling river water illuminated by the lights.

Accept your fate?

"Aren't you hunters good at running? Why don't you run away?" Caius' voice sounded faintly behind her. She didn't have the strength to turn back, and she didn't want to turn back.

His cold fingers tugged at her hair, forcing her to turn to face his face.

The people abandoned by God are the most favored, even when they are angry, they still have beautiful faces.

Caius stared into Max's eyes, as calm as the flowing water below, he heard the voice from her heart, very fast, her gasping breath lingered around very restrainedly, his fingers became more and more forceful, and she His expression became more and more stubborn.

His expression was so hateful that he wanted to destroy it immediately, and his face sank all of a sudden, which was a symbol of anger.

"Am I being too merciful? Should I let you know how easy it is for a vampire to kill a human being?"

Caius managed to see a little bit of avoidance and shrinking in Max's eyes, which greatly pleased him, and he kept picking her up to return to the Volturi in the night.

The tower is brightly lit at the moment, and the blood race is a creature that does not need lighting, but following the etiquette of the ancient nobles, eating is never carried out in the dark.Caius dragged Max from the long stairs to the tower, there were screams coming from the corridor, rough, slender, short, long, all fear emotions came from the cracks in the bones Emerging, this fear overlaps with the fear of witnessing his parents being killed by vampires when he was a child.

She really wanted to shake off Caius's hand, but he digested all her struggles like iron tongs.

Soon the hall behind the narrow stairs was revealed. In the gorgeous building, there were endless killings and groaning similar people. Her soul was clamoring to escape, while the cruel vampire in front of her was fixing her in front of her body. , forcing her to watch how the unarmed humans were killed by the vampires...

She tried hard to close her eyes, but her hands had already been clenched, and the hunter's not inferior hearing caught all the sounds.She could hear the ruthless laughter of the nearest vampire. She didn't know whether Caius let go of his hand on purpose or was pushed away by her. She covered her ears and closed her eyes and rushed towards the exit. The piercing scream came from her fingers. Slip into the ear.

She felt that she kept bumping into the same solid wall, and even though there was no wind, she felt the violent surge of airflow. Finally, the wall was pushed away forcefully by her, and she vomited up her empty stomach.

Through the misty sight and sense of smell, she seemed to have spit out all the bile.

Caius didn't expect Max's reaction to be so big, it was much more than expected, which made him very upset.As a hunter, her performance was too bad, too dramatic would inevitably make him unable to tell the truth from the fake.His blood-red eyes fell on Max's retina, dazzling like a searchlight, she looked at him weakly: "Sure enough, I saw it right."

"You, you are completely, completely rubbish!"

Caius smiled angrily: "You are very smart and know how to irritate me, and it was very successful." His hand stroked Max's lips, wiped off the remaining lipstick on it, and his slender fingers reached her eyes, " Your disguise was very successful, and you have deceived many guards. I was thinking, if you are so active, should I respond?"

He moved his head close to Max's ear, and said in a deliberately low voice, "Tonight, I will personally transform you."

Sure enough, she finally saw the deep, whirlpool-like fear coming from her eyes.