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Sin's Of The Father	By : fusedtwilight Category: Twilight Series > General Views: 2997 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Sins of the Father
Chapter 10
Taha Aki's plan
Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for the beta.
Last chapter Taha Aki revealed some of Qahlas back story, this chapter he finishes the story and some new monsters show up to cause problems.

La Push
The fourteenth century
Taha Aki P.O.V
I returned to the tribe, but instead of the normal daily life the Quileutes went through I found everyone was gathering in a tight circle.
They were screaming and shouting and I knew what it was about.
"What is the meaning of this!" I yelled.
The crowed parted. I saw Star and Qahla in the center. Star held Qahla in her arms and I was enraged my people had ganged up on her and him like this. They were both obviously afraid.
"I am gone a few hours and you attack my family!" I roared.
"Taha Aki, we can no longer tolerate this monster!" Shu said.
"What happened?" I asked.
"There is a monster in the ocean waters now. Some of our hunters went out to hunt whales but they were attacked by this sea serpent and devoured. All because this creature drew it to our shores!" he said pointing at Qahla.
"I didn't mean to, honest," Qahla said.
I walked over to Qahla and Star. "Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yes, I am fine. Thank the spirits you got here when you did," she said.
"Take Qahla back to the hut. I will be there shortly."
"Father, they are very angry. They want to hurt me, I am scared," Qahla said.
"Don't be, I will protect you," I said kissing him on his head.
"You always protect me father. But I don't think they care anymore," he said.
"Then I will make them care. Star, go."
Star left quickly going to our hut.
I glared at everyone. "How dare you all gang up on my wife and child!"
"He is not yours, he is Utlapa's monster!" one of the crowd yelled and everyone agreed.
"Every day some new monster comes and attacks us. Every month we lose members of our tribe because that thing draws them in. Even you can't protect us from them all Taha Aki," another villager said.
One by one they all yelled and shouted. With my enhanced hearing their voices were like the roar of thunder. They all screamed for his death, I could smell their fear and hate, like someone had shoved spice in my face.
I always feared this day would come. Since he had been born their fear and hate for him had grown and grown. I had done my best to dispel their negative feelings and have even used the threat of death. But now I knew nothing would stop them.
For once I could not use my power or my authority; I had to use my brains.
"ENOUGH!" I roared.
The crowed stopped it's yelling and blessed quiet filled the air.
"I understand your fear, believe me. I know it has not been easy and I know it is not going to get easier. But as you all know, Qahla is not easy to kill. You all know all previous attempts to harm him did not succeed."
One of my own spirit warriors stabbed him in the heart when he was three. I cradled his body in my arms and wept. Before I could phase and rip out the throat of the spirit warrior Qahla returned from the spirit world and his wound healed.
I would later tell the people I had killed him, I didn't dare tell them Qahla's eyes burned yellow and the spirit warrior burst into flames.
"Which is why I went to visit a powerful mystic today. One who can make a weapon that can kill him."

La Push
Here and now
"And they believed you?" Jake asked.
"Not at first. But I told them I had grown tired of fighting monsters and I was tired of our tribe constantly dying. I told them I would go to the mystic in three days time to get the weapon and come back and kill Qahla."
Taha Aki stretched his muscles.
"It was the best I could think of. I had to buy time for Terra, then known as Old-Blood to make the stone."
"Did you tell your wife, Star?" Jake asked.
"Oh yes. She slapped me across the face and almost broke her wrist. My little Star, they should have named her Wild Fire."
Jake could feel the love and affection coming off of Taha Aki. It was not as strong as the feeling he got from the wolves who imprinted but it was a powerful feeling. He could sense his sense of loss from Taha Aki as well.
"I told her of my plan. She was not happy, but she understood what had to be done. I loved her and would not let her leave. How would she defend herself from the monsters that were sure to be drawn to him? I would have liked to leave but I had a duty to the tribe. We did not tell him of course, he would never have agreed to it."
"Taha Aki, did he ever know Utlapa was his father? I mean his...jeez this is so complicated."
"Tell me about it," Taha Aki said with a said with a chuckle. "But I had ordered no one to tell. It was easy at first, it got really tricky when he turned four and he developed the power to hear thoughts. He knows Utlapa had something to do with what happened to him, but not that he used my body to sire him...and I would like it to stay that way. Maybe when he is older...but not now."
"Of course, I will tell no one," Jake said.
"Thank you. So three days later I returned to Old-Blood's hut. And I told him my plan."

La Push
The fourteenth century
Taha Aki P.O.V
"Well aren't you just the sly son of a bitch, no offense to female canines of course," Old-Blood said with a chuckle.
"It was the best I could come up with at the time," I scowled at him.
Old-Blood laughed. "Well this sure is a bitch of a situation is it not? You told them I made a weapon that could kill him when I made an item that is supposed to contain him and now it is the third day and I have no weapon, just a simple stone. How are you going to dig yourself out of this mess?"
"I have a plan, may I see the stone now?" I asked.
He reached into his bag and tossed me the black stone. "There you go. All you have to do is have him touch it and it will seal him inside, putting him in an enchanted sleep and he won't age either. Also, I designed it so if burns hot in his presence in case he gets out. Good way to find him yes?"
"Why would he get out?" I asked.
"Well, I did assume you were going to want to let him out one day. To perform the ritual."
"Yes, of course. I am sorry; it is just hard to believe you did where every other mystic failed. A way to hold his power. All the other charms barely lasted a few days."
"Well, no other mystic is like me," Old-Blood said with a level of pride.
I examined the stone. It was black and had the symbol of our tribe on it.
"So how is he released from it?" I asked.
"A drop of blood on the stone will release him and to put it back merely have it touch his flesh and he will go right back in. Be careful though, if it is damaged he will be released and it won't work anymore."
"I thank you again Old-blood. You have been of great help," I said.
"My pleasure. But I have the feeling there is a darker question lingering on your tongue," he said.
I looked at him then the stone again. "Is it possible...to make a weapon to kill him?" I asked.
Old-Blood raised his brow and gave me a deep hard look. "I hope you are seriously not considering killing him."
"I love my son. But...as he gets older he develops these new powers and abilities that no mortal should wield. As much as I would rather slit my own throat then raise a hand against him. I cannot help but wonder...what if...evil does take over him. What if something of Utlapa does live inside of him."
"That's a lot of what ifs," Old-Blood said.
"It is wicked of me, I am no better than the others for thinking such things," I said feeling shame.
"Please, if you were no better you would have killed him the moment he popped out of your wife. But it is wise to consider these things Taha Aki. As your son gets older not only will he gain new powers, but he will also become open to new intense emotions that coupled with his power makes a powder keg for disaster. I could make a weapon that would end his life for good, but I fear it would make worse problem then solve them."
"What do you mean?"
"Qahla is just a vessel for the magic Utlapa forced into him. Pure, raw, untendered mystical energies that have existed since the beginning of existence. If we do manage to kill him then that power would still continue to exist, only it would run wild with no proper vessel to contain it and you do not want wild magic running around unchecked. Trust me on that."
I held the stone in my hands. It felt so heavy now all of a sudden.
"What you decide to do next will have major ripples Taha Aki. One of my very many gifts is foresight. I know one day the choices you make now will have major affects not only on your people but on the world as well. I do not envy you; I know what the weight of such responsibility can do to men. But I believe you will succeed, after all, how can a man fueled by love fail?"

La Push
Here and now
"After that I returned to the tribe. Inside our hut I had Qahla touch the stone. After that Star and I fashioned a clay replica of him and I used my own personal magic to make a life like model of him. Then before the whole tribe with a weeping and wailing Star looking on I killed the copy and the people thought it was the real thing. We burned the body and I forbade Qahla to ever be spoken of or mentioned again."
"So that is why we have no stories or any mention of him," Jake said.
"Exactly, the people were more than happy to forget all about him or that he ever existed. From that day on Star and pretended to act like grieving parents, but in private we would hold the stone in our hands and think of our little boy. A few years later Star and I had another son and another. I continued to phase, it pained me to watch her grow old but I promised her I would cure him and I knew I had to stay young and strong. She died and I found another love many years later and we had sons. Then she too died and it was not until my third wife where things changed."
"The third wife, your imprint."
"Yes, and her name was Sky by the way. I did not know what imprinting was, but when I saw her...it changed things for me...it changed things for all of us. I loved her more than anything, we had many fine sons. But she never knew, no one knew. It had been two centuries since Qahla was sealed away and only I knew the secret. I could have told her I suppose, but if I did then the fear and pain would return, or so I feared so I kept silent...and I broke my oath."
"Your oath? Wait, you mean you were going to leave him in the stone?" Jake asked feeling a swell of anger towards the great chief.
"Yes...I was. You know the power of imprinting Jake. Would you not leave this tribe for your imprint? Would you not break every promise you ever made for her?"
"I...I...your right, forgive my anger...I had no right pointing fingers."
"I deserve it. I was selfish, I wanted to grow old with Sky, I wanted to pass on to the next life with her. It was what she wanted and somewhere I decided it was best for Qahla to remain in the stone. I figured, let him stay there for all time, safe and asleep. I planned on passing the secret onto my eldest and let him deal with the burden. I think fate punished me for that Jake. I broke my oath. The oath I made as a father and a husband and there are consequences for oath-breaking. Even for a chief."
"You think your broken oath brought the cold ones to our lands?" Jake asked.
"Sometimes I think yes, other times I think no. But it was soon after I made the decision to forgo my oath's that bastard and his bitch appeared. Many of my son's died and my sweet Sky...my sweet, gentle Sky stabbed herself in the heart to save my worthless life. After she died and I killed the Cold Woman I ran away. Things were a blur for a while. I lost myself to my inner animal, letting it rule me. Years passed and I considered suicide, but then I remembered Qahla and it was like a flip switched in my mind. I was filled with new purpose and energy and I spent the rest of my life travailing the world. Finding other shaman's and mystics and learning their secrets and magic tricks. I had hoped another culture had some spell that would help. Over the years my mystical skills increased but I was never able to find a way to cure him. Except until now."
"Because the day of the ritual is close at hand right?"
"Exactly. Using a modified version of the spell Utlapa used I have come up with a way to extract the magic from Qahla. To make him normal...for all intents and purposes. But I need your help Jake."
Jake took a few moments to take everything in. It was all so much, such a huge secret, such a huge plane.
"I would be happy to help Taha Aki, we all would," he said.
"Great. Now Jake. I wish to give you a gift. I wish to give you the long lost art of spirit traveling."
"What?"
"Yes. The power our tribe had but has long since been forgotten. I wish to pass this knowledge on to you so you may pass it on to the others. The time has come for our tribe to return to some old ways. The time has come for a new kind of protector to rise. Imagine it Jake, both shape-shifters and spirit warriors. Just think, no leech or any other beast would dare attack us."
"I...I...I am honored Taha Aki."
"Good. Here it is."
Jake let out a howl as his mind was assaulted with images and knowledge, his mind felt like a water balloon being filled with water.
"Sorry, it is a lot to figure out. I don't have time to help you learn more so I will leave it to Terra."
My...mind...hurtsss!" Jake hissed in pain.
"Don't worry it will fade. Over time the memories will make sense and you will learn the basics. But like I said I do not have the time to teach you. I must go and gather the remaining items we need for the ritual. Terra will remain in La Push. He will help teach you how to spirit walk and help teach Qahla how to control his power better. Now, let us go join the others."
The sun was starting to rise by the time they got back but everyone was still at Billy's.
Jake had a headache from all the info Taha Aki had forced into his head.
"Father!" Qahla shouted running to greet his father. Once again Taha Aki caught Qahla as he jumped at him.
"Is everything okay?" Billy asked seeing the look of pain on Jake's face.
"Yes, everything is fine. Jake is a little sore from the knowledge I shared with him. I gave him the knowledge to use the spirt walking power we used in my days."
Everyone stared at him in shock.
"Spirit walking!" Old Quil gasped.
"But you forbade the use of it because of what happened with Utlapa," Billy said.
"I did, but times are different now and exceptions must be made. While I am gone Terra will teach you how to do it and how to protect yourself from unwanted spirits."
"Terra is going to teach us?" Seth asked.
"First trick I learned," Terra said.
"So you really are leaving?" Qahla said looking heartbroken.
"Believe me, I wish I did not have to. But we are so close now my son, soon you will have a normal life, just as I promised. I am sorry I tricked you, but the tribe wanted you dead and your mother and I could no longer hold them back. Please forgive us."
Qahla hugged him. "Father, I could never be mad at you or mother for protecting me. You are my father and I love you more then anything in the world."
Sue, Kim, Leah and Emily all got that look women get when something lovely and cute is happening.
Even the men felt their hearts melt; Billy and Old Quil were reminded of their fathers and how much they loved them.
It was a beautiful moment.
Before he left Taha Aki said good bye to each and every one of the Quileutes, he shook their hands and gave them hugs, thanking them for their assistance.
When he came to Leah his eyes softened and a pained look crossed his face, he shook her hand a little longer than necessary and Leah wondered why he was looking at her with such a look, like she reminded him of another time, long, long ago.
Jake knew why, it was Leah's uncanny resemblance to Star. She looked like her, sounded like her, hell, she even had her temper.
Finally Taha Aki hugged and kissed Qahla one last time.
"I will see you soon little sun, I want you to be good and do as you are told."
"I will father," he promised.
He turned to Terra. "A word before I leave."
"Of course," Terra said walking forward to follow him.
Taha Aki turned to the Quileutes a look of pride shined in his eyes. "Thank you all, I am happy our people survived all the dark times life threw at us. I am happy we are still the same people we once were, proud, strong and more importantly a family. I promise I will return and we will right a wrong committed by one of our own. Until that day, take care my kin."
Terra pulled out a handful of dust from his pocket and threw it in the air, the dust swirled around them and before their eyes they disappeared, as though the dust swallowed them.
"Holy crap!" Old Quil said.
Everyone agreed.

Far away Taha Aki and Terra appeared in a shower of dust.
Taha Aki dusted off his shoulder. "You had to use the dust?"
"Hey, we had to go out with style. And it's quick, using the winds to travel so stop your bitching," Terra said.
"Everything is ready. Jacob has the needed knowledge; over time it will become easier for him to access it. The more he learns the more the pack learns. Which brings me to my point. Can you handle your three tasks?"
"Let's see. Teach a bunch of werewolves how to use an ancient form of magic. Manipulate Jacob to take control of both packs and accept his role as the chief of La Push and take care of your spawn and make sure he is kept safe from the things that go bump in the night. Like that will be difficult," Terra said rolling his eyes.
"The tribe needs a pack, not two. Jake must accept his destiny. He is the key to ensuring the plan works, without him all is lost."
"Do not worry, I already have a plan to get him to take over Sam's pack. One thing I have mastered over the eons is manipulation. By the time you come back Jacob Black will be the leader of the biggest pack of werewolves in La Push history and they will all be rookie spirit warriors."
"Good. Now, about the blood."
"I will tell them it is for an experiment I am doing. They will never know the truth until it is too late," Terra said.
"Perfect. It will get them ready for what is about to come."
"But what are you going to do about the human sacrifice?" Terra asked.
"I already have someone in mind."
Terra shook his head. "If they knew what you were going to do they would turn on you in an instant."
"Which is why you must make sure they never find out, until the end."
"I will deliver my end of the deal Taha Aki. I just hope you don't come to regret your decision," he said.
"Once, you told me my decision would make ripples. Well, the ripples have come at last, only now they have grown into a giant wave that cannot be slowed or stopped. The world is about to change old friend. I cannot say if it will be for the better, after the promised day I may become the most hated figure in Quileute history."
"Heroes can become villains very easily old friend. I wish you luck and I will see you on the promised day."
"And I wish you luck, I think you will have your hands full with my kin," he said with a smirk.
"Don't even get me started."
Taha Aki turned and walked away. Terra watched him go.
He had helped many men in their mad schemes, he hoped Taha Aki's plane did not wind up going bad. Terra had enough guilt on his shoulders and he did not want any more.
"I should have kept on playing chess," he sighed.

Later that day some of the wolves, along with Terra and Qahla were hiking in the woods.
To say everyone was shocked or excited was an understatement. Taha Aki was alive and was going to teach the wolves to be real spirit warriors!
Jake had not told them of the conversation he had with Taha Aki. He did not think their opinion of Qahla would get any better if he told them of his odd paternity. After all, how would you feel if you found out someone's dad was the Devil?
Although the Devil he was not, Utlapa was the most evil being in all of Quileute myth and Jake knew the others would fear Qahla just as their ancestors did.
Right now Terra had them trying to find a very old tree, not any old tree in particular, just the oldest they could find. All he told them was it was necessary to fix the stone.
They passed many old trees, but none of them seemed to pass Terra's qualifications. He would take one look at them and shake his head. "Not good enough," he would say
The wolves were there to protect against any monsters that might show up, the others were on patrol.
"Wait," Terra said.
He was looking at an old oak tree, it towered high above them, it's roots thick.
"This one," he said.
"What is so special about this tree? We passed older ones than this," Sam asked.
"Those trees weren't as magical as this one."
"He's right, it is glowing with magic," Qahla said.
"Magic? What magic?" Embry asked.
Terra sighed. Jake called it Terra's "old-man sigh" because it was the same kind of sigh an adult gave a youngster when they were being dull or dim-witted.
"Trees are powerful both in the mundane world and the supernatural world. In many cultures around the world tree's played an important part in their costumes and myth's. Some tree's, like people have a powerful affinity with magic. This tree is old and has powerful mystical energies. Many mystics used these special trees like a sort of battery. Tapping into their stored magic to fuel their own magical powers. I am going to use the power of this tree to help mend the stone. After all, stones and trees both draw power from the earth. Now gather as many stones and branches as you can."
They went about gathering stones, rocks and tree branches. Terra formed a pattern on the ground with them.
"Come Qahla, you will help me. The rest of you stand guard."
The wolves didn't like how he made it an order but the obeyed.
"How am I going to help?" Qahla asked.
"Among my duties I swore to uphold to your father, teaching you to control your powers was one of them."
"But father only taught me to control my powers, not use them."
"Your old tribesmen feared you enough, if they knew you were learning to harness your power it would have pushed their already delicate nerves. One thing you must know about the world Qahla, is that the weak are either drawn to great power of fear it. Sadly you got the latter. But they are dead now so it doesn't matter."
Terra sat on the ground Indian style and invited Qahla to sit next to him.
"Your power, like many abilities are linked to your emotions."
"Like when I feel sad and it rains?" he asked.
"Exactly, in order to properly control this power you must control your emotions. I know this is an extremely difficult task given your age. But you can not afford the luxury to be careless with this power. So I will teach you how to wield it properly so you will control it and not it control you."
"Alright. I am ready!" Qahla said excitedly.
"Good boy. Now normally this process would take a few days even with the added power of the earth magic. But with your own supply of raw power we can do this in hours. Since you lack the skill to use your power for such a delicate process I will guide the power. Understand?"
"Not really."
"Okay. Every living being is born with the ability to use magic. Now some are born with stronger magical reserves then others. Or they increase their own reserve over time. But what was done to you caused you to have a near limitless reserve of magical power so you could be able to perform spells only a mystic who had dedicated their whole lives to the craft can perform. Even simple rudimentary spells a novice learns in their first try can be impossibly powerful for you thanks to your own reserve. However, though your powers are many and your magic is frighteningly vast you lack the skill and knowledge to shape it or use it in more creative ways."
"Okay...I am getting it," Qahla said.
"Good. Now, I want you to feel the energy from the tree. Imagine you are it, imagine you have roots that go deep into the earth, imagine those roots are drawing in power like water, bringing it to the surface," Terra said.
They closed their eyes and just sat there. The Quileute's watched them, waiting for something to happen.
Then, the smell of earth began to increase. Dirt, moss, leaves, their smell began to overwhelm the wolves senses, they felt some kind of invisible heat rising from the earth, as if the ground was growing hot.
"Good, not too much now," Terra said.
A green aura enveloped the pair.
"This is some Harry Potter shit right here," Paul said.
"Alright Qahla, now I want you to focus your power on the stone and let me-"
Terra stopped talking and looked sharply at the tree tops.
"Do you sense it to?" Qahla asked.
"Yes," Terra said.
"What is it?" Jake asked.
"Is it a Raven Mocker?" Sam asked.
The wolves were looking at the tree tops, waiting for one of the vile birds to appear and attack them.
"No...this one doesn't have an evil aura," Qahla said.
"What is it?" Jake asked again.
Terra reached down and picked up one of the stones. He aimed it at on of the tree's and tossed it in the air. The leaves on the branch's shook as the stone made contact with something and there was a high-pitched shriek from the tree tops and they all saw something jump from one tree branch to another.
Whatever it was it was quick, so quick they barely saw what it was.
"Was that a giant cat?"
"I thought I saw a tail."
"Looked like a guy."
"What is it Terra?" Jake asked getting tired of repeating himself.
Terra pointed his hand at the tree where the thing had jumped to. The tree glowed with the same green aura that glowed around Terra and Qahla, then to everyone's amazement the tree began to move, the tree limbs moved with a flexibility wood should not posses.
The thing darted out of the tree but one of the limbs shot forward and grabbed it.
"Well look what the cat dragged in," Terra said.
He moved his hand and the limb lowered to the ground. Clutched in its grasp was what appeared to be a man. His hair was black and wild and unkempt with twigs and leaves in it. His skin was the same russet color of the Quileute's and he wore simple loin cloth. But from behind his loin cloth poked a long tail with a tuft of hair at the end. His eyes were slanted and and black and were cat like. His face was pointed and his body was sleek and lean. His hands ended in a pair of sharp claws. His canines were slightly sharper and more pointing and a furious hiss erupted from his mouth as he struggled to escape.
"What the hell is that?" Paul asked.
"That is a Cet'aeni. One of the wild people of the woods. Super fast, super strong. Their claws can cut through vampire skin so don't get to close, they live in trees and caves and are known to have a grudge against humans." Terra said.
"Why?" Sam asked.
"The whole, chopping down trees thing kind of pisses them off."
"I don't recall anything about them in our myth," Embry said.
"They're from the Ahtna tribe," Terra said.
The Cet'arni continued to struggle in its bounds. It glared at them with hate. Its teeth pulled back in a snarl.
"Filthy wolves, release me at once or suffer my endless wrath!"
"It speaks!" Paul said shocked.
"Of course I speak you motherless pile of wolf shit!"
"It's got quite a mouth on it," Jake said.
"When I am freed I will hunt you all down and slit your throats and watch you gurgle on your own blood!"
"Enough," Terra said.
He waved his finger and a tree branch grew to wrap around the creature's mouth, silencing him.
"I apologize. Being so close to Qahla's overwhelming power makes it difficult to sense things. But I think we should be careful because these things tend to travel in-"
Something landed behind Terra, before anyone could react it brought it's hands down and there was a sound of flesh tearing and blood gushed from the back of Terra's head.
Terra fell forward, the back of his head a bloody ruin.
The green glow of the circle disappeared and they all stared in shock at the new Cet'aeni in front of them, blood dripped from his claws and a nasty grin was plastered on his face.
"As he was saying, we tend to travel in packs."
They heard movement from above and four more of the monkey people fell to the floor.
Jake reached down and grabbed Qahla and held him in his arms protectively. The wolves slowly backed away from the Cet'aeni, not daring to turn their backs on them.
The Cet'aeni slowly followed them their names meant the monkey people, but the only thing monkey about them was their tails. Everything from their body build, to their eyes was cat like. They stalked forward to the Quileute's, slowly, predatory like, their eyes filled with a malicious glint.
As they passed their comrade they swiped their claws against the bark, freeing him from his bindings. He landed on his feet and joined them as they stalked towards the Quileute's.
"Give us the child, all we want is him. Give him to us and we won't kill you," the apparent leader said.
"No," Jake said.
"Don't be a fool boy. In the time it would take you to phase and run off we would have sliced you all to ribbons and made off with the boy so be smart and just hand him over."
"What do you want with him?" Jake asked.
"We know it is him that is giving us this strength. With him our people will become stronger then we have ever been. We will use his power to fight of the human encroachment into our woods."
"No, this is our land and you are invading our area. Leave now," Jake said.
"The woods belonged to us long before they belonged to you boy. Now hand him over or you will wind up like your friend back there."
Just then there was a sound of something flying through the air. There was a wet meaty sound of something hitting something solid. The Cet'aeni lurched forward. He fell face first on the floor, a hunting knife embedded hilt deep in his head.
The other Cet'aeni let out shrikes of shock. Everyone looked and saw Terra was standing up his arm outward in a throwing pose.
"Let us hope that does not happen," he said.
The green aura returned, surrounding Terra. The Cet'aeni rushed at him, inhumanly fast. Terra raised his hands and the oak tree behind him came to life. Its roots ripped from the earth and attacked the Cet'aeni.
It impaled them all; the wooden roots pierced the creatures hearts and limbs.
The green glow died down and the wolves stared amazed at what Terra had done.
"Dude, that was sick!" Embry said.
"Sick? That is what they use to describe how amazing things are now days right? I try to keep updated on how you young people are verbalizing things now' a days."
"How did you do that?" Sam asked.
"Magic, duh," Terra said.
"But your brains were exposed, I saw it," Jake said.
Terra turned and they saw the giant gash in his head was healed, besides the reaming blood and bits of bone in his hair he was completely healed.
"Was that magic too?"
"Sadly, that is something else. If these creatures knew of my unique condition they would have not dared attack us," Terra said.
"Will there be more?" Sam asked.
"Oh yes, among other things. We need to hurry up and finish fixing the stone now. Once inside Qahla will no longer attract or empower spirits," Terra said.
"But I don't want to go back in," Qahla said, "how do I know the next time I go in I won't come out in another few hundred years?"
"Don't worry child, I am going to be making some alterations to the stone so you won't be under a sleeping spell when you are inside. In the meantime we must hurry before some other beast shows up to stop us."
"Uh, what about the...things," Jake said pointing to the Cet'aeni still impaled by the oak's tree roots.
"Leave them. I will bury them when we are done. Now, let's get back to work," Terra said.
Jake let go of Qahla and he rejoined Terra at the circle of stones and branch's.
"How did you become immortal anyway?" Jake asked.
"Not by choice, believe me," Terra said.
He closed his eyes and Jake knew it was the end of the discussion. He sighed and kept watch with the other wolves while Qahla and he continued to work.
Jake didn't know what but there was something about Terra that made him feel uneasy. It wasn't his regeneration power or his powerful mystic ability, there was just something off about him Jake didn't like.
He knew Taha Aki trusted him to help them, but Jake had always trusted his survival instincts before and they were telling him something was definitely off about this guy.
He was thinking he was going to have to ask Edward for a favor.

Fusedtwilight: What are Terra and Taha Aki planning? Keep reading to find out.
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