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Sins of the Father

Chapter 20

Utlapa Strikes Back

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for the betaing.

The room was quiet, Taha Aki confessed to everything.
Jake was angry, Qahla was hurt and Terra was indifferent as usual.
"I am sorry for deceiving you Jacob. But I had to, it-"
"Save it! This is over; I will not be a part of this! Any of it!"
"It is too late Jake," Taha Aki said.
"I don't care. I want Terra gone and you can just stay the hell out of La Push!" Jake roared.
Taha Aki's face hardened. "Mind yourself boy, you forget who you speak to."
"You are not the Taha Aki I grew up to idolize! You are a liar and a manipulator!"
"What I do I do for the tribe and for my son?"
"Yeah, the same son you locked away in a rock!"
"How dare you! What else could I do? Spirits were attacking us left and right, I couldn't fight them all and they were threatening him! I had to do something!"
"If you cared so much you wouldn't have left him here in a box in a meadow!" Jake roared.
"You're not his father!"
"Neither are you!"
"STOP IT!" Qahla screamed.
The child who was already in a state of distress was further aggravated by the fighting. His eyes blazed with a glowing yellow light and the room was filled with flying objects as a force like wind caused the room to suddenly fly around.
The mirror flickered as Qahla's power filled the room and interfered with the connection.
"Just stop fighting both of you!" Qahla said, "I hate this, I wish I hadn't said anything to you Jake, if I had just kept quiet then you two wouldn't be fighting!"
"Qahla my son please do not blame-"
Qahla glared at him. "You lied to me again! How could you sacrifice yourself and leave me here all alone!"
"Qahla, please, you must understand," Taha Aki begged.
"No! I am tired of this! I hate you! All you do is lie to me!"
Qahla ran from the room, Jake went after him, calling his name. Taha Aki sighed and looked so tired. "I am a failure as a father am I not?" he asked Terra.
"You do what you must. That doesn't mean it won't hurt some people along the way," Terra said.
Jake came back inside his mess of a room. "He's gone, he turned into a wolf and ran off," he said.
"Let him go, I sense him. He just needs some time to think," Terra said.
Jake went to the mirror. "This is all your fault! You should have never left him here! If you hadn't made that deal with Ephraim we would have never found him!"
"Fifty years ago I was beginning to lose faith I could cure him Jake! I wanted him to rest in his home!"
"You were tired of carrying him around and wanted to be rid of him!"
"Can I speak?" Terra asked calmly.
"NO!" they both yelled at him.
Terra sighed. "Look, you are both mad, I get that. But we can't cry over spilled milk. The stars are coming into place. If we miss this chance we will have to wait five hundred years for the next one. This thing must happen. Qahla's power must be sealed away now before it upset the balance of nature."
"Why didn't you tell me you were going to kill yourself?" Jake asked Taha Aki.
"Because, I knew you would be against it. I am an old man Jake. I have spent centuries walking the land, trying to find a cure. I still feel the pain of my failure, and the loss of my imprint. Can you imagine what that is like Jake? Centuries of dealing with such a loss? Had it not been for Qahla I would have gladly taken my own life. He is the only thing that has kept me going. My death will cure him and redeem me of my sins. Had I not been so foolish Utlapa would have never taken my body, had I not planned on keeping Qahla sealed in the stone fate wouldn't have punished me by bringing the cold man and cold woman to our tribe."
Jake was quiet for a moment. "I know you have a lot of guilt, but to sacrifice yourself?"
"A father would do anything to protect his child, should you ever have one of your own you will understand," Taha Aki said.
"But who would look after him if you died?"
"Wouldn't you? Terra has kept me well informed of the connection growing between you two."
Jake glared at Terra who shrugged.
"Yes, I would take care of him, we all would."
"Then I would die knowing he would be well cared for."
"But what about the power? We don't want any more magic. We have a hard enough time being wolves let alone magical wolves," Jake said.
"But I wanted to make sure the tribe was well protected. With Qahla's power divided between you all and with lessons from Terra the tribe would be able to prosper greatly. Then the power would pass from you to your children, then to their children and so on and so forth, safely hidden away in dozens of generations of Quileute and Quileute descendants."
"You should have told us, you can't just give us something this great and not ask us if we even want it. What makes you think we are even ready for this?"
"The power has to go somewhere Jake, we can't leave it free to roam without a vessel it could be chaotic to this modern world," Taha Aki said.
"Then why don't we just give it to Terra?" Jake said.
"Hell no, I am powerful enough and that power is not something I want. It would hurt my chances of dying," he said.
"Can't we just put it back where it was before?" Jake asked.
"Was this six centuries ago sure. But this is the modern time, who knows what affect it would have on the world," Taha Aki said.
"The sudden return of such a great amount of power would have ripples in the mystical community alright," Terra said.
"But would the spirits continue to manifest?" Jake asked.
"No, the power would simply be like a drop of water falling in a river...but that doesn't mean it wouldn't cause ripples."
"I won't allow the power to be put in us; it does not belong to us anyway. This power belongs to the earth and should be returned," Jake said.
"Well spoke Jake, you are smarter then I...let me rephrase that. You are wiser then I gave you credit for," Terra said.
Before Jake could reply Terra tensed, he turned his head as if he saw something Jake couldn't.
"What is it?" Jake asked.
"I sense...a disturbance," he said.
"Well that isn't cryptic," Jake said.
Terra was quiet for a moment, his eyes then wide. "It can't be!"
"What is it?" Taha Aki and Jake asked.
Terra went to the mirror. "We will call you back!"
He waved his hand in front of it and it went back to its normal reflective state. He turned to Jake. "We need to go somewhere. Now!"

Deep in the woods an evil man was returning to life.
The ground was normal, flat, and unordinary. But then it began to move and bulge as if something massive was moving beneath it. Then a hand shot out from the ground, followed by another and soon a naked man covered in dirt was crawling out.
He gasped for breath, expelling dirt from his mouth. He lay there for a moment, taking time to get used to his returned existence. Trying to make sense of his memories. He remembered killing Yut...then...Taha Aki...he transformed from that wolf...then...he snapped his neck.
Then he was dead and his spirit traveled to the great beyond. He tried to remember what it was like, but the memories from his time as a spirit were foggy.
But he remembered the spirits, he remembered the deal.
He smiled and began to laugh. He stood up and threw his hands up in the air. "I live!"

A little while later, Jake, Terra, Seth, Sam, Collin and a few other wolves stood around the hole.
"It's a hole," Collin said simply.
"No, it's something much worse," Terra said.
He had Jake phase and call the others for assistance, then he directed Jake and them to this location. The others just saw an oddly shaped hole. But Terra sensed more, powerful magik, malicious intent.
He bent down and scooped ups come dirt in his and he sniffed it then licked some in his mouth, then spat it out.
"Just as I feared...resurrection."
"What?" Jake asked.
"Someone was brought back to life," Terra said.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"I sensed a major imbalance in the mystical realm, and then I sensed a soul pass through my detection spells."
"A spirit?"
"No, a soul," Terra said.
"What's the difference?" Seth asked.
"A spirit is a being formed from ambient mystical energy and has gained a level of sentience. A soul is pure energy formed from emotions that takes physical form."
"Okay."
"Terra, how could a soul...just pop back into its old body?" Jake asked.
"Yeah, is it because of Qahla?" Sam asked.
"No, this hole reeks of powerful magics but not his. I believe a bunch of powerful spirits combined their powers to do this. They must be desperate to get the boy to perform such a thing. Bringing back the dead is a serious offense to nature."
"So it is possible to bring someone back from the dead?" Jake asked.
"There are ways...but they come with a serious price. Even I wouldn't dare perform such a trespass. There's a hundred thousand ways it could go wrong...but that's not what worries me the most."
"What?" Jake asked.
"The magic I sense in here wasn't just resurrection, it was transformation."
"What do you mean? Like a vampire?" Collin asked.
"No, but whatever...whoever was brought back was altered by the spirits. Enhanced beyond human abilities."
"Why would the spirits do that?" Jake asked.
"Think of it, between me and you lot why send a mere mortal to do your dirty work when a mage and a pack of wolves are waiting to send him back where he came from."
He pulled out a pouch and began to gather some dirt. "We need to find what was brought back at once."
"Can you find him?" Sam asked.
"No...The spirits shrouded him in anti-detection spells. But..." He looked at the ground and saw the imprint of a foot on the ground. "They obviously did not teach him how to cover his tracks."

Utlapa was at a stream, he was washing his body off.
He examined himself in the reflection of the water. It was his body alright.
He had been thirty winters old when he took Taha Aki's body. His hair like the rest of his brothers went past his shoulders, his face had a sharp appearance, his eyes were like a hawk's, sharp and focused.
He was about six foot, his body lean and well-muscled. Just as he remembered. It took him a while to be in Taha Aki's body, he was taller and different in so many ways.
He knew something was different though. He felt...different. His ears could hear things, his nose could smell things, his eyes could see thing...so much better. Maybe it was the fact he had been dead for so long...but he could swear there was something different now. Didn't the spirits say they would make him capable of fighting Taha Aki's sons?
Just then he caught the scent of something...delicious. He poked his nose in the air and sniffed, it smelled wonderful. His stomach rumbled in hunger and a deep growl escaped his lips.
Before he knew what he was doing he was running through the woods, driven by a primal need to feed, distantly aware he was moving with a speed and grace that was inhuman.
He could hear the sounds of people talking ahead. He could hear the thumping sound of hearts beating and blood running through human bodies.
He found himself at some kind of camp. There was a small fire and two red tents. Two young men were sitting by the fire; their backs were turned towards them.
"Dude, I am telling you, I don't think this is a good idea."
"Why not?"
"Haven't you heard? People are starting to go missing in the woods again, this time they are not finding the bodies."
"Don't worry man, I have a rifle with me, any animal shows up will get a face full of lead."
"Kill them Utlapa."
Utlapa jumped, startled by the voice in his head. The two youth's heard his movement and turned. When they saw a strange naked man in front of them they both stood up.
"What the hell?"
"We brought you back and blessed you with great power, but it comes at a price. For both your new abilities and your new life a hefty price must be paid. Their lives."
"What is this guy doing running around naked in the woods?" the one youth asked.
"I think he is from the reservation."
"You think he is drunk?"
"Looks tweaked to me."
"I heard some gang scared off all the drug dealers from the area."
"Maybe they missed one."
"Feast on them Utlapa, take their strength and add it to your own. Let your own beast free from within."
It was like something clicked in his head, when the voice said feast all kinds of instincts rose from within his being. His body started to shake and the youths thought he was having a seizure of some kind.
The he began to transform.
The youth's screamed in fright and the one tried to run for his rifle.
He never made it.

A little while later the wolves and Terra found the left over.
The camp was a mess, the tents were destroyed, the truck was totaled, and the youths were here, and there, and all over the place.
Some of the younger wolves left, unable to bear the images and the smell.
Terra, Sam and Jake stayed behind while Seth kept on eye in the youth's. Though he was also unable to look at the gore left behind as well.
Sam and Jake were sickened as well, but they were made of more sturdy stuff, though they staid far from the scene (which was difficult seeing how it was all over the place) Terra however was going around and examining things, not bothered by the horror or the violence, having seen much worse in his long life.
"This definitely wasn't a vampire. They don't...do this, too much blood is wasted," Sam said.
"It looks like it ate them," Jake said. "And do you smell that?"
"Yeah...kind of smells like...wolf?"
"But not like one of us."
"No...It more...spicy, and like something really dirty."
"Terra...could it have been a werewolf? I mean...a real one."
"One of the children of the moon?" Sam asked.
"No, not one of them," Terra said.
"Are you sure?"
"It's daylight. The children of the moon only turn at night or on the day of the full moon. This...was an Amarok."
"And what is an Amarok?" Sam asked.
"A wolf spirit. They hail from the Inuit tribe. Like the children of the moon they hunt alone and prey on humans who wonder in the tundra. Nasty beasts. They have all the strengths of a real werewolf, and sadly, none of the weaknesses. They can turn between human and wolf form whenever they please; they have the sharp mind and predatory instincts of a vampire and are as strong as a newborn vampire. But they are always hungry, always hunting for flesh to devour."
Jake and Sam looked at one another. "Can they be killed?"
"Oh yes. They are not as durable as vampires. Ripping out the heart or severing the head will kill them. And we can repel it with certain herbs."
"Wolfs bane?" Jake asked.
"Don't be retarded. That shit doesn't work at all. And before you ask, neither does silver."
"What do we do?"
"We hunt down the beast and kill it. Summon all your wolves and pass on the word. It's hunting season."

Utlapa sat under a tree.
He was covered in blood, none of it was his.
He wore a pair of pants; it belonged to one of the youth's. He had awoken to find a scene of death, but he had trouble recalling what happened. He remembered the two youths, he remembered...horrible things.
Screams, blood, death...pleasure?
"Your new instincts."
"Who is there? Show yourself!" he called, standing up.
"It is us, we who brought you back. You didn't think we would send you in without a connection did you?"
"What did you do to me?" he asked.
"Gave you the power to fight Taha Aki's sons. A wolf to kill a wolf. You are an Amarok now. The spirit of a wolf that can never quench its hunger. You have the power to kill all your enemies and capture the child."
"Where is he?"
"Follow your instincts; go where you feel a pull on your very being. His power will make you strong as well. But be warned, the Quileute's are aware of you and are hunting you, find the child quickly."
He did as the spirits instructed. He let the feeling in his soul guide him to the boy. The monster in him was delighted to find the source of the power and become stronger, but the man in him was delighted to meet his son.

Qahla sat at the cliffs.
He wiped his eyes and hugged himself.
The spirits moved around him, trying to comfort him. A zephyr gently brushed his skin gently, tiny fire salamanders ran along his body, making him nice and warm, a pair of tree spirits (or as Terra called them Dryades) made flowers grow from the ground to cheer him up.
"You're the one thing I can trust not to lie to me," he said.
The low level spirits had always been a source for comfort for him. Sure they were drawn to him for his power, but they always tried to cheer him up, even before he was put in that stupid rock.
"Everything I touch I ruin, everywhere I go death follows. How I curse my fate."
He sensed something approaching him. Fast. Whatever it was its mind was...snarly. It was like the wolves but only more animal like. He knew it wasn't a vampire, though he had yet to meet a vampire that drank human he knew the taste of a vampire mind.
There was a distinctive wolf flavor to it, but it was baser and savage then Jake and the others.
Qahla stood up and turned to face the woods. A man ran out from the woods...a very scary and bloody man. He wore a pair of jeans and nothing else, his hair was long and covered in leaves and dirt, his eyes were black and darted around like a wild animal, his movements were predatory and twitchy.
Qahla knew from his thoughts he was looking for him. But he didn't know why.
The man's eyes landed on him and he smiled. "Hello Qahla," he said.
Qahla stared at him in surprise, the man spoke in Quileute.
"Who are you?" Qahla asked.
"I am your past and your future child. I am your father, Utlapa."

The wolves were hot on Utlapa's trail.
Some more wolves had joined them. Terra rode Jake. He could hear him telling the wolves all about Taha Aki's plan.
As predicted they were none too thrilled.
Sam was particularly angry at Terra for keeping him stuck as a wolf when he could have cured him.
"You son of a bitch!" he snarled.
"If it makes you feel any better Taha Aki was upset with me as well," Terra replied.
"I am going to rip you limb from limb!"
"Won't do any good, I will just grow back."
"I can't believe Taha Aki lied to us," Seth said.
"Try not to be too mad at him. He has had to deal with the loss of his imprint for six centuries. His whole reason for being now is to cure Qahla."
"I don't care how desperate he is, I am not going to let him sacrifice himself," Jake said.
"Good luck trying to convince him. God knows I tried," Terra said.
"Try not to talk Terra, all you say just pisses me off," Jake says.
"Well, listen to this, we need to haul ass right now. That thing has found Qahla and I don't think we want to fight it when it has absorbed some of his power."

Qahla stared at Utlapa in shock.
"You are mad, that traitor is dead!"
"Traitor? I was a hero, though it is not surprising they saw me as such," Utlapa said.
He looked at Qahla curiously. Examining his face closely. "You look like Taha Aki, no surprise I guess, seeing how I used his body to sire you."
"Speak not that name to me creature, it is because of him I suffer!" Qahla yelled.
"It is my name child, I may speak it as I wish, read my thoughts of you doubt me," Utlapa said.
Qahla did, it was difficult making out his mind through all those snarly instincts. But as he could see, he was speaking the truth.
"But how? Father snapped your neck!"
"That he did, but the greater spirits have brought me back to bring you to them. You are more powerful then I dreamed, you have surpassed my wildest dreams!"
"Be careful little Quileute child, this creature reeks of terrible magic and dark purpose," one of the dryades said.
"I know, I sense it," he said.
"Who are you speaking too?" Utlapa asked.
"Some spirit friends of mine," Qahla said.
"Hmm, I cannot see them. We could only see spirits when we walked into their world, or when they wished to reveal themselves. But the world is different; the magic has greatly diminished from this world." He breathed in the air and looked up into the sky. "No wonder they lost their grip on this reality. It would be like a fish trying to swim out of water. I was wise to bottle some of the old magic inside you."
"You cursed me you monster!" Qahla yelled. "Because of you monsters and spirits were drawn to me! Our people were constantly under attack! Because of you the people feared me! Because of you I have caused pain and suffering to innocent people!"
"You call me monster yet you know not my story my son," Utlapa said.
"I am not your son!" Qahla yelled.
"But you are, it may have not been my body nor is it my blood inside you, but I am more of a father then Taha Aki ever was. I would have never let the tribe treat you as he did. I would never have made you keep your power unused. And I certainly would have never locked you up in a stone."
"Father was trying to protect me!"
"Was he? Or maybe he was just trying to make up for his own shame."
Qahla waved his hand at Utlapa and he went flying back into a tree. Pinned there by Qahla's magic.
"It was your shame he was trying to hide!"
Utlapa smiled, pleased by Qahla's display of power. "Shame? Why would I have any shame? I regret nothing I did. Taha Aki was a fool. Our tribe could have been great! We could have ruled these lands easily! But he was weak; I tried to show him and the others what we could do with our power!"
"You just wanted to use the gift of spirit walking to bring more power for yourself!"
"No, I wanted power for the tribe. Taha Aki feared me for my ambitions and cast me out of the tribe. He knew I was right, he just didn't want to admit it!"
Qahla waved his arm again and Utlapa went flying into another tree.
"My father knew better then to use that power for greed, it would have corrupted us!"
"Yes, because being so peaceful did us so much good in the end. Had I been allowed to rule we would have never lost our lands to the pale faces. Stripped of our pride and dignity, allowed to live on what little land they allow. Had I been allowed to change things we would have annihilated them and sent them back to their own lands!"
"If you lend us your power lord we will be happy to burn him to cinders for you," the fire salamanders said.
"No, I got this," Qahla said.
"You can hate me all you want Qahla, but at least hear my side of the story. They told you I was evil, sure I admit, I did some evil things, but all for the betterment of our people. You were to be my weapon, the great defender of the Quileute people. Had Taha Aki not interfered your life would have been much better. The people would have loved you and respected you. I would have never made you not use your power; I would have taught you how to use them. You have a great gift Qahla, why should you forsake it?"
"Because all it does is bring me misery!"
"No, the people around you do that. The power is yours, yours to command; it does not lie to you, or keep secrets from you. The world could be yours boy, you could change it, make it a better place. Not just for the Quileute's but for everyone. Let me help you Qahla, I can make everything better."
"Why should I trust you?" Qahla asked.
"Because, I have not lied to you. How many can say the same?"
Qahla thought for a moment. Then he let Utlapa go, he fell to the ground and stood up, dusting himself off.
"I am listening."

They came running out of the woods.
Qahla was there, sitting over the edge of a cliff, he was not alone. A man was with him, he was shirtless and he had long black hair.
"Qahla!" Terra called.
Qahla turned to look at them. There was a look in his eyes Terra did not like.
"Qahla get away from him!" Terra said.
Qahla stood up as did the man. When Terra saw his face his eyes widened. "You!"
"Terra who is he?" Jake asked.
"Utlapa."
"WHAT!"
Disbelief and shock ran strong through the wolves minds. They stared in shock at the man who started it all, who brought so much pain and suffering on the tribe.
Utlapa looked at each and every wolf, though they all had different fur colors, each reminded him of Taha Aki. He sneered at them, though they were shape-shifters he sensed little magic in them, though the red one had strong magic, but it was the one on top of him, the mortal who he sensed as the strongest mystic.
"You must be the one called Terra, back in my time we called the mad nomad," Utlapa said in Quileute.
"That was one of my names. Your people called me that when they found me alone, wondering the woods talking to myself. Many centuries later they knew me by another name. Old-Blood."
"Old-Blood? You mean to tell me the one who taught us to spirit travel and the hermit who lived deep in the woods were one in the same?"
"Indeed. I understand why the spirits brought you back; they hope your connection with Qahla will help sway him to their side?"
"They also made other offerings as well."
"Get off me Terra." Jake said.
Terra slid of Jake and he phased back to human form. He stayed in a crouch so to hide his privates from view. He wanted to speak to Utlapa and he wanted to do it as a man.
"So, you're the great Utlapa?"
Utlapa looked at him confused at what he said. He also looked at him with a dark look. To Utlapa Jake looked a lot like Taha Aki did when he was young. Oh there were differences, but the similarities were uncanny. Utlapa knew he had to be the chief. The fact he stood at the center of the wolves and the fact he was speaking to him made that clear.
"My name is Jacob Black; I am the heir of Taha Aki."
"He doesn't speak English Jake," Terra said.
"Fine."
Jake began to speak in Quileute. "My name is Jacob Black, heir to Taha Aki."
"I figured as much, you look a lot like he did when he was young," Utlapa said.
"You are no longer welcome on these lands; even death has not canceled that. Leave at once!"
Utlapa threw his head back and laughed, but it was more like a bray. It was not a human sound.
"Do you think I care about Quileute law? I am no longer human!"
"Yes, we saw some of your handy work," Jake said.
"A price had to be paid for my resurrection and my...enhancement."
"You sacrificed your humanity Utlapa. A poor choice," Terra said.
"That's rich. Did Taha Aki not sacrifice his humanity to kill me?" Utlapa asked.
"Fool, humanity is more than having a human form. The fact he was willing to give to being human shows how human he was. He did it to save his people, you did it to save your own ass," Terra said.
"Qahla, come here," Jake said.
Qahla didn't move.
"Qahla?"
"I am not going back with you Jake," Qahla said.
"What?"
"Qahla and I had a nice long father son talk," Utlapa said with a smile.
He put his hand on Qahla's shoulder.
"Qahla has agreed to come with me," he said.
"What!" Jake and Terra yelled.
"What!" the wolves shouted.
"It's true, I am leaving La Push and I am never coming back," Qahla said.
"But why?" Jake asked.
"Because...I am tired Jake. I am tired of the fighting; I am tired of the lies and the secrets. I am tired of people trying to control me and people being hurt because of me. So I am going to leave these lands and never come back."
"Qahla don't do this! We have a plan remember?"
"You mean the one where my father has to kill himself to save me?" Qahla asked looking bitter.
"Qahla, you can't go with him, you can't trust him!" Terra said.
"Like I can trust you?" Qahla said glaring at Terra.
"What do you think he will do? He will hand you over to the spirits and they will use you to accomplish their own ends."
"That may be true, but I have struck a deal with the spirits, they say as long as I come with them they will not harm my people."
"How can they make a deal with you if they are not here?" Terra asked.
"But we are here Sky King."
Utlapa spoke, but his voice magnified, like dozens of voices were speaking and his eyes had turned a pitch solid black color.
"Oh, that's right, you go by Terra now."
Magic flowed around Utlapa, even the wolves could see it. It washed over them like water; they felt like they were going to choke on it. They backed away a little, unable to handle the amount of power coming off him.
Jake just gritted his teeth and endured it.
Terra and Qahla were unaffected by it.
"So, you're the ones who have been trying to nab Qahla," Terra said.
"The child is our salvation. With him we will usher in a new age for all spirits, no longer will we be but mist and shadows in myth. We will be solid and tangible again."
"Your time has come and gone. Now is the season of man."
"But what will be left for us when we do return? They cut down our trees, they pollute our waters. Our world used to shine like a diamond, now it has become dull and muddy. The humans wage more and more wars, destroying everything in their path. We are the spirits of nature, but how can we live if nature is dying?"
"Some seasons are harsher than others. When it is your turn you can punish the mortals to your heart's content."
"No, we will not wait."
"Well, were not going to let you take him," Jake said.
"Scion of Taha Aki, you have no business here. This is a matter of great powers, not small insects."
"Yeah? This is my land, my people and that kid is mine so if you think I am going to let you take him you are mistaken!"
"We have no time for this, Utlapa, kill them."
"With pleasure," Utlapa said his eyes and voice returned to normal.
He took five steps forward; the grin on his face sent a chill down Jake's back.
"Sons of Taha Aki, today, you will feel my wrath for what your ancestor did to me."
His body began to shake, like he was about to phase. A low animal like growling sound came from his lips and his eyes turned a solid white.
They watched as his body began to change, he began to get taller, his muscles began to get bigger, his jean started to get to small and soon they tore under the mass of weight. Black fur began to grow all over his body, his face elongated to form a viscous muzzle. His ears got longer turning into dog ears. His heel bent and broke, reshaping so it had a new joint.
But the worst of it was the sound. They could hear bones breaking and reshaping.
By the time he was done transforming he was eight feet tall, his nails were long and black, his eyes white, his jeans had torn, leaving only a small pair of shorts. But that didn't make him any the less terrifying, he was a thousand times more scary then Sam, and Sam was the most scary looking wolf in the tribe.
"What the hell is that?" Jake asked.
"That...is an Amarok," Terra said.

Taha Aki held the stone tablet in his hands.
He had done it; he had taken the tablet and made it out. It had not been easy. After he finished talking to Terra and Jake he changed his plane. First he locked the door to the men's restroom. Then using some ground up sage and cedar he drew a circle of power around his body then he sat in the circle and for the first time in a long time he spirit walked.
The circle would keep his body safe from spirits that might try and take over it. A trick he learned over the ages.
First he used his power to summon the wind and cause a sudden and bizarre storm to occur, blocking out the sun and causing the winds to blow strongly.
Then he used his power to cause mayhem on the security system, short circuiting it, he even caused the sprinkler system to activate.
With the security disabled and people confused by why the lights went out and why the sprinklers were going off Taha Aki made his move. He returned to his body and quickly made his way to the exhibit. Quickly making sure no one was around he smashed the glass and put the tablet in his bag and ran off with it. By the time anyone realized what happened he would be long gone.
Now he made his way to La Push, once he was out of the city he would tie the bag to his leg and run straight to La Push, something was telling him he was needed there.

"Look out!"
Terra hadn't been kidding when he said an amarok was dangerous.
He was fast, strong, and savage.
Lethal
Collin was still on the ground in his human form, five long deep scratches on his back. Sam writhed on the ground, human as well but with a broken back. Seth was holding his own intestines; some of the younger wolves were tending to him.
Jake and Terra were all that was left now, the others were to hurt or attending to the wounded.
Part of the problem was Utlapa had been too close to Qahla for too long and had his new powers increased even further, the other problem was Utlapa's connection to the spirits was giving him access to vast amounts of magic and with their guidance he was effectively combating Terra.
"Hessem Novik Gunthar Filenem!" Terra yelled.
He brought his hands together and a ball of white light formed, a tendril shot out from the orb and wrapped around Utlapa. He grabbed the light and pulled it.
Terra went flying in the air, dragged to Utlapa. He grabbed him by the throat and held him in the air.
"This is the best you have to offer? Pathetic."
He used his free hand to grab Terra's waist and with no effort at all he ripped him in half.
"Terra!" Jake yelled.
Utlapa smiled at Terra face as he spat out blood.
"And the spirits spoke so highly of you. But a mortal is just a mortal after all."
Terra glared at him. He brought his hand up and pointed his palm at Utlapa's face. "Blow me."
His hand glowed and a white light shot out, hitting Utlapa in the face. He howled in rage and tossed both parts of Terra over the cliff.
"Bastard!" he growled.
"That's enough Utlapa."
Jake and Utlapa turned and saw Qahla was over with Seth. He had his hands on his chest, healing his wounds.
He stood up and faced Jake and Utlapa. "I said I would go with you. Let's leave before anyone gets hurt."
"Qahla no!" Jake yelled.
Qahla looked at him sadly. "This is what is best Jake. My final act as your chief is this order. Live. All of you. Forget about me. Forget I ever existed. Go back to the good days when you never knew I existed, pretend you never found me. Because I wish you never did. Jake, you are the chief. I give up my right and my title to you. You are what are best for the tribe, not a sad pitiful creature as me."
"Qahla please, don't do this," Jake begged.
"I have to Jake; Terra was right about one thing. This is going to end, one way or the other."
Utlapa walked past Jake. They stared into one another's eyes, hate and pure loathing clear as day. They wanted nothing more than to attack one another.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of him," Utlapa said.
Jake snarled at him but did not move to attack.
Utlapa picked Qahla up in his arms. A mass of feelings were running around in his mind. A savage sense of victory and triumph, delight at having a chance to be with his son, satisfaction at the suffering he inflicted.
With one last look at the wolves the two left, Utlapa ran off, holding Qahla in his arms, disappearing into the woods.
Jake phased back and went to treating his wolves. Seth was fully healed, no one had ever had been gutted so they had been unsure of how well he would heal. But Qahla had made everything perfect.
Sam and Collin healed; they didn't require Qahla for that.
"What do we do Jake?" Sam asked.
"We need to call everyone, the Cullen's too...we need to figure out how to get Qahla back."
"Jake...maybe it is best if he goes with Utlapa," Collin said.
"No! Morals aside we can't let the spirits get their hands on him, who knows what they are planning to do with him. Judging from their tone I don't think they are going to hold back."
"Got that right."
They turned and saw Terra climbing up from the edge of the cliff.
"Sorry it took so long, had to grab my pants from my other half after I grew back a new lower waist," he said.
"Where were you!" Sam growled.
"Did you net see me get ripped in half? Not to mention there happen to be some sharp pointy rocks at the bottom of this cliff."
Sam got up and went up to Terra. He grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up in the air. "Because of you we lost Qahla to Utlapa!"
"Back off."
Terra flicked his fingers at Sam who went flying back.
"Don't worry, all we have to do is track them down and take the boy back. In fact, this could be a good opportunity for us," Terra said.
"Why?" Jake asked.
Terra grabbed the pouch which he had put the soil from Utlapa's grave.
"The magic that brought him back is still around him like a perfume, it also coats this dirt. I can use it to find him. Where do you think he is going?"
"To the spirits," Jake said.
"Exactly, Utlapa is going to lead us to their base," Terra said with a smile.
"Are you insane? We can't fight the spirits! We just got our asses kicked by Utlapa who had his power enhanced by the spirits. How can we face them directly?" Sam asked.
"We will have the advantage of surprise. And I can create protection spells to help protect you all. Just give me time to come up with a plan. In the meantime I need to call Taha Aki and let him know we lost his kid."

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