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Jackson felt a lump form in his throat. It pained him to see Imogen so distraught, but he couldn't go on with this information without telling her the truth. It might've hurt now, but he knew that it would be best for her to know in the long run. Now she had an advantage. 

He saw how concerned she was for David and his well-being. He couldn't hurt her any more, even if it was never intentional. All he could do was set his feelings for her aside for the sake of saving her life. "...I promise you, Imogen. I'll make sure he returns to you in one piece." He gave a reassuring smile. "I'm sorry we had to meet again under these circumstances but I promise you I've changed... All I want now is to stop Cephalus. I'm willing to put my differences aside to do that..." He turned to David, "Are you?" 

Familiar Faces and Dark Truths || Jackson, Imogen and David

David couldn’t believe everything Jackson had told them both, but there was no time for denial. If Imogen was Ceph’s daughter, it would only be a matter of time until he tried to come back for Imogen just as Vivian came for Megan. Cephalus had tried to ensnare both Eve and Cristian once before, and it had been eerily quiet for too long. It all made sense… The three of them were watching them, plotting and waiting for the perfect time to strike. How could he have been so careless? 

"Fuck…." He growled. "You’re going to take me to Cephalus. Now." He turned to Jackson. He couldn’t stand the bastard, and as far as he was concerned he still couldn’t trust him, but he was determined to wring the old man’s neck enough to set his differences aside for now. "I’m warning you, if this is a trap, I will fucking rip you apart." 

He glanced back at Imogen and sighed, “Babe… I’m going to get to the bottom of this tonight. I need you to find Cristian and Eve, alright? I’ll be back soon.” 

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Jackson relaxed when David finally stepped far away enough to give him some breathing room. It was hard to believe, he had to admit, but it was the truth. He wished he'd arrived sooner. Maybe then, he could've helped David and Imogen stop Vivian from taking Megan away, but it wasn't too late to help her now. They knew the truth and they could take the steps toward destroying Cephalus. "By the sound of it, I believe she is... So I suggest you be very careful about your next move. You have this information so use it to your advantage, both you and Cristian. If you allow me to... I can help as well. No tricks, no games, just... consider it to be my apology to the both of you."

Familiar Faces and Dark Truths || Jackson, Imogen and David

David tensed at every word Jackson spoke. He didn’t trust him, but he couldn’t deny that Cephalus did want to use Cristian as a weapon. If he truly was Imogen’s father, it wouldn’t have been too far fetched for him to use her as a pawn in his scheme as well… Just as Vivian and Alec stole Megan away. The more he thought about it, the more everything began to make sense. He just didn’t want to believe it. Jackson could’ve been telling the truth, and that is what angered him most. How didn’t he see it?

"…Fuck…" He managed to whisper, stepping back in disbelief. "…Then that means… Vivian and Ceph… Are working together?"  

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It was with a heavy heart that he managed to tell Imogen the truth of her bloodline. He didn't want to cause her any more grief, and had no idea that her sister was taken from her. His timing never was all that great, especially when the two first met. He was convinced there was hope for them. If he had just stepped into her life before David was in the picture, maybe things would've been different-- No. Don't do this, Jackson. Not now. 

Jackson readjusted the collar of his shirt and swallowed hard, treading carefully with his choice of words. The last thing he needed was for David to give him the third degree through violence. "That much, I really don't know. I'm sorry Imogen. The only reason why I know that he's your father is because he let it slip out. When he was telling me how much of a disgrace I was for not retrieving you, he told me, 'Is it that hard for you to retrieve a runaway? Can't you do anything right? Do you have any idea how powerful I'd be with both my daughter and son by my side?' He hesitated after that, but there was no denying it after that outburst. You're his daughter, Imogen... And Cristian is your brother." 

Familiar Faces and Dark Truths || Jackson, Imogen and David

David was only seconds from ripping the vampire apart. He had no business being in Santa Carla. He was one of the first vampires to start this turf war, even if he was Ceph’s pawn. It took him two years to trust Cristian, though there was no way he’d dare trust Jackson. There was no way he could forget how the vampire tried to take Imogen from him. They’d lost Meg to Vivan and Alec, and Jackson would have to kill him before he dared to try and take Imogen from him.

"There’s no fucking way… I know you’re bullshitting. If Cephalus is her father, then that means Cristian and Imogen are siblings." He growled, "How would Chris not know about the relation?" None of this seemed to add up in his mind. There was too much mystery behind Imogen and her origins, and everything he thought he knew of her life was being turned upside down. He could only imagine how vulnerable and confused his mate must’ve felt now. He loosened his grip and pushed him back. "…There’s no fucking way." He repeated, shaking his head. 

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Jackson stumbled backwards, feeling a dull pain from the boardwalk railing pressing into his back. He expected David to react in such a way, and perhaps should've better prepared himself for the attack. "...I know you won't believe me, but this information isn't for you, David. It's for Imogen." He glanced over at the petite vampire, watching as the realization seemed to hit her. He knew she believed his words, and that's what mattered. "...Do what you will with the information I give you. I just thought you should knew Ceph's true motives instead of running into fight him blind. I... I'm really sorry Imogen. I-I wanted to tell Cristian, but I couldn't find him. I just hope he's safe." 

His eyes shifted to meet the blond's which had now changed to light gold. "I'm not going to fight you David... Let me go, and I'll leave." 

Familiar Faces and Dark Truths || Jackson, Imogen and David

Though David wanted to protest, he decided to keep his cool simply for the sake of keeping Imogen happy. She’d been through enough, and he wasn’t about to cause her unnecessary grief. “…Alright, enlighten us with your wisdom.” He mocked, shooting the other vampire a look. 

As Jackson continued, he felt an uneasiness wash over him like a tidal wave. Jackson’s words were unsettling, and when he finally told the two what he had been meaning to, he couldn’t properly process it. His immediate response was to act out of anger. He didn’t want any explanation. There was no way this could be true. “You’re fucking lying!” He hissed, grabbing the man by the collar. He clenched the other vampire’s shirt through his tightly closed fists, his knuckles turning white. “…Don’t you dare try and fuck with her head. I know what you’re up to, and I’ll rip you apart before you can get away with it.” 

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Jackson's gaze lowered to his feet, feeling his chest tighten and a lump form in his throat. This is what he had come for. He wanted to tell them the truth because he knew that Imogen was in danger, but he couldn't bring himself to speak. "I... I don't know how to tell you this, Imogen." His eyes met hers. 

It was clear by the way he stood and spoke that the vampire was incredibly uncomfortable with the situation, but he had no choice but to speak. There was no turning back now... If there was any chance for redemption, it had to be now. "Your mother, Vivian... She's been keeping things from you. I remember you told me long ago that she looked at you like you were some sort of mistake, and now I understand why." He hesitated to continue, but only for a moment. "...That man you used to call your father... Alec, I think his name was...  He's not your father. I- I don't know how the hell this is possible, perhaps by some powerful magic... But Cephalus is your birth father."

Familiar Faces and Dark Truths || Jackson, Imogen and David

David growled low in his throat, glancing over at Imogen before stepping back. Whatever this son of a bitch had to say, he had better say it quickly. He had no patience for any other old “friends” coming back to stir up trouble. They had enough on their shoulders, and he wouldn’t hesitate to rip the man apart if he dared do anything. “What the fuck did Ceph want with Imogen?” He snarled, stepping forward.

His patience was wearing very thin and he was only moments away from attacking the other vampire. “It’s bad enough we’ve got her fuckin’ parents on our asses, and now Ceph is after Imogen? I thought he wanted me dead, and Chris and Eve in his grasp. What the hell does Imogen have to do with this aside from her being my mate? Is this some sort of ransom plot?”

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Avoiding Imogen's gaze, he turned to David with a look of concern etched upon his features. "Look... I'm not here to cause trouble. I've been searching for Chris. I don't follow Cephalus anymore, and I'm assuming Chris doesn't either. He wasn't there the night I returned to Ceph." He sighed heavily, letting his shoulders sink. "After you and I fought, I returned to Ceph and I hoped that he'd listen to me, but instead he disowned me. He said I was a disgrace and so was Cristian. He told me that all he wanted was for me to bring Imogen to him... And... That's why I'm here. I'm here to tell you why he wanted Imogen." He swallowed hard, unsure of whether he could force the words to escape his lips. 

Familiar Faces and Dark Truths || Jackson, Imogen and David

There was no trace of Megan, Vivian or Alec, much to David’s dismay. Even after they had tracked the young girl’s scent, it lead nowhere but an abandoned house. Ever since then, David had been incredibly belligerent with others, and had shown no mercy on any of his meals. There was far too much going through his mind and he wouldn’t rest until Meg was returned safe and sound. He brought a cigarette to his lips, shaking his head. “…It’s been three weeks, Imogen. Where the fuck did they take ‘er?” He muttered, still holding the cigarette between his lips. 

He knew how much Meg’s absence tore her apart inside, and he’d become far more protective of his mate than he ever had been before. If Vivian and Alec had any intentions of attacking them while she was vulnerable, they were in for a surprise. This was his territory and his family, and he wasn’t going to let history repeat itself. He couldn’t lose his new family the way he lost the boys… He wouldn’t allow it to happen. 

A familiar scent filled the air as his lips curled into a snarl. “You’ve got a lot of nerve bringing your sorry ass back to my turf when you know you’re not wanted around here.” He snapped, turning his head once the dark haired vampire made his way through the crowd. “What the fuck do you want, huh?” Just seeing the way Jackson looked at Imogen had him convinced that he was up to his old tricks again. “Hey— Your conversation is with me, not her.” 

David fought back a bitter chuckle as he shook his head in contempt, “You think I believe that crock of shit? I kick your ass and send you walkin’ for two years and now you come back claiming you wanna start fresh? You’re gonna have to try harder than that, asshole. I know better than that. Did Ceph send you? Because if he did, I’ll be sure I kill you this time… Consider it as a warning from me to him.” He sneered. 

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Familiar Faces and Dark Truths || Jackson, Imogen and David

The vampire had returned to the Santa Carla boardwalk after two long years, still uncertain of just what had possessed him to set foot in the territory once again. He left behind his pride, his brother and the woman he had grown so fond of. The shame of his defeat was still fresh in his mind, now nothing but a constant memory of how he failed the family he once had. He still reminisced on the brotherhood him and Cristian shared... Now he knew nothing of what became of him. Was he still alive?

The night air felt heavy; thick with the unmistakable scent of the man who caused him so much shame... David Van Etten.  He cursed silently, feeling a familiar anger rise within, but he immediately restrained himself. This was no longer his fight... He'd returned only for the sake of his brother... for the sake of Imogen.

After he had been beaten down and ultimately humiliated by the head vampire of Santa Carla, he returned to the man who took him in, only to be turned away. A coward, a fool... An incompetent nothing who couldn't handle the simple task of retrieving his daughter. Ever since that night, the man had been searching for Cristian in hopes of telling him the truth, but he couldn't track him. The only option left was David. As he approached the blond, the beautiful vampire he'd grown to love was by his side, looking just as gorgeous as she did when he first laid eyes on her. He almost lost himself in the moment and would've continued to trail off if it hadn't been for David's loud voice piercing through the night air. He tensed, stepping forward. "Let me explain." His eyes traveled from Imogen back to David. "I'm not here to cause any problems. In fact, I want to help you." 

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