The old man was seated on a boulder in the peaceful forest. His scarred face could tell a thousand stories about his people and the struggles they had to overcome before they grew to be the prosper community they were now. Sadly, the wellbeing of his community wasn't what drove him to fight. It was revenge. And he was sure that the seed he planted a couple of years ago will come to fruition soon. Two and a half years was enough time. By now, that fake imprinting effect must be waning and the poor confused boy who asked for it must be desperate to get another dose. He should be trying to get in contact soon.

Who would think that the only other group known to him who had the miracle to defend their people from the cold ones was so prone to discard it and coexist with them?

He knew he would have to discuss it with the shaman, but if he handled it the right way he was sure to gain his support. He was the one who gave him the imprint potion after all.

He caressed his scar, it covered almost half of his face from one eye to his jaw. A cold one was the culprit and he was sure he will make him pay. And all of his kind.

The cold ones would never knew what hit them.

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Meanwhile in a town close to the forest, a father was struggling with his daughter new-found freedom. She was growing so fast, and he wasn't sure he was ready to face the fact she was almost an independent adult capable of living alone. Well, she wouldn't be completely alone. They were going to school with her; but she as supposed to be a freshman while he and his wife would be juniors. They wouldn't have classes together. His sister told him it would be fine, but clearly she wasn't giving it the proper importance. It was the first time his daughter would be around humans and it made him nervous. What if it slipped to her to act like a human? What if someone noticed her unusual speed? What if she touched someone and accidentally she showed him her power? These were a few of his concerns.

His wife on the other hand, was weeping in their daughter's room. She felt like she was ancient and was trying to convince her daughter to wait for another year, though given her growing rate, in a year she would look like an adult. It was his duty as a loving husband to soothe his wife, but these past months her emotions were all over the place. Maybe his brother Jasper could help.

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Not so far away, Nestor was waiting at the edge of the giant cave-hole where his friend Albert was recovering from his last transformation. Each month he had to hide inside this hole, 'til full moon passed. But, because they were family, they were there to support him in his moment of ailment. Anette came the day before to tell them that a coven of vampires arrived to the town. It wasnt the first time, so he knew they should stay hiding until the coven left. Vampires were wanderers and he was sure they'll be gone in a day or two. Then their lives would go back to normal.

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Jacob was wandering alone in the woods. These past two years had been full of changes. Hell, these past two months were really challenging. First, he found Renesmee wasn't feeling comfortable around him. Since her body changed and she started to look like a woman, she didn't want to be alone with him. Then he found he could dropthe connection with the rest of the pack. That probably was caused because he relinquished his rights as Co-Alpha with Sam. He never wanted it, and now he was sure he would hate it. And it was a blessing, because he found his thoughts very perplexing. He had dreamed of the days when he was a wolf and ran away. He dreamt of an old man with a scar on his face. He also had very sexual dreams about other girls, he was sure that was a mistake because he imprinted on Renesmee. His dreams should only be about her.

He heard noises close to him. His enhanced hearing prepared him to run if it was predator, he wasn't in the mood to fight. He walked slowly toward the sound. It was coming from below the cliff... he got closer, his mind focused only in his surroundings... He looked down the cliff; it was Edward and Bella, they were cuddling... naked? Shit, they were having sex! The image got ingrained in his brain, and it brought some memories back. The pain when he found out she chose the leech, how he ran away... then he knew why he was dreaming of an old scarred man. He remembered how the old man with the scar was the one who helped him with the fake imprinting potion!