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Sins of The Father

Chapter 24

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for the beta.
Last chapter they saved Qahla but Taha Aki died...oh and Terra accidentally released an ancient evil shadow spirit. And now we get to see how screwed everyone is.
Later that night a funeral was held for Taha Aki.
The elders, the wolves, the imprints, Qahla, the Cullens, they all came to give their last respects to the Great Spirit chief.
Terra had reassumed his borrowed form, blending into the crowd, looking like another one of the Quileute's.
They had built a massive bonfire and placed his body at the center of it. They performed the ceremonial rights and some said a few final words.
"I respected Taha Aki for his conviction, for the depths he was willing to go to protect his tribe and his family. He had his faults as we all do, but he took responsibility for his actions and never tried to share the blame with anyone. I hope he has found peace," Terra said.
"I never dreamed I would meet Taha Aki, but I am glad I did. Sure, we had our differences at the end, but I cannot say how honored I was to fight by his side. He taught me that being a chief is never easy and we must never shirk our responsibilities," Jake said.
Everyone had something to say; finally it was Qahla's turn.
"He was my father and I love him. He had no reason to love me, he had every right to want to kill me. But he saw something in me no one else save my mother saw. I hope I will have his perception, I hope I will be as great a man as he was," Qahla said.
Once everyone had their say so Terra used his power to start the fire. The flames burned bright and hot and everyone stood for an hour, silent, waiting for the fire to die down.
Then they gathered the ashes in an urn and the wolves escorted Qahla to James Island. They used a boat to get there, to the ancient burial ground of the Quileute chiefs. When they got their Qahla dumped the ashes on the island.
"You are with your forefathers now, rest in peace," Qahla said.
While Qahla took a few moments to remember and shed a few tears Jake and Terra spoke.
"Terra, what was that thing?" he asked.
"Something bad. I fear I inadvertently released it when I cast the unbinding. I should have listened to my instincts."
"It seemed to know you."
"Like I said before, my memory is not perfect; it is possible for me to forget things. I realized this a long time ago and started to keep a record of my adventures should I ever need to remember something."
"Tell me, how bad is it, that, that thing is running around?"
"Bad Jake...really...really bad," Terra said grimly. He looked up at the nighttime sky. "I can already feel its presence, bleeding into the minds of people. A dark spirit with this level of influence is sure to upset the natural order."

Shade flew through the night sky, free and hungry!
He searched for victims; the world was so full with wicked sinners, all waiting to feed him.
Already his influence was affecting the people of the lands, already he was sowing seeds into the hearts of mankind.
His darkness fed theirs, making people become more and more tempted to give into their darker impulses, their sins.
He was flying over a town, he decided to hunt there.
He flew through the air, looking for a heart to devour. It had been so long, he missed the feeling off chewing on the meaty muscle in his teeth.
No one would see him, he could walk amongst them and they would not even know it, his grand powers of darkness and shadows kept him hidden from their pitiful mundane senses.
He found a bar; it was a pitiful run down place. All you would have to do is look at its seedy appearance, the vast amount of motorcycles, the loud music blaring from within and the various leather clad men and you would know, this was a bad place to be.
But Shade knew it was a good place to start.
Two men were walking out talking, Shade landed in front of them, he could see darkness in their hearts. He could see their sins.
The one on the left sold pain killers to pill addicts for money. He had gotten into numerous fights in his life, he had paralyzed a man but had gotten off on a technicality. He stole money from his grandmother whenever he visited her and he was sleeping with his friend's girlfriend.
The one on the right had once killed a homosexual man with some of his friends, the police were never able to solve that murder, he was more violent than his friend, and he enjoyed violence and even hit his girlfriend for numerous reasons.
They were talking about a football game when Shade decided to act. He whispered into the ear of the man on the left.
"Mention the affair to him, it is not like he will care, he hits her all the time."
"Oh, and by the way. I am sleeping with your girlfriend, I hope you don't mind. I found her crying in your trailer after you beat her up good. I gave her some pills and did her in your bed," the man on the left said.
"What?" his companion said, his face turning red.
"Well, it was easy; while you are at work I go over and screw her, just to blow off steam. She says she lets me do stuff to her because I am not so rough with her. I didn't think you would care."
The man on the right ground his teeth and reached into his jacket. An extreme rage had fallen over him, he trusted this man and allowed him in his home and he slept with his woman! No one touched his property!
"You son of a bitch!"
He pulled out a gun and before the man on the left could react he shot him in the head. The noise from the bar muffled the gunshots.
Shade smiled, this man had a lot of potential. His heart was almost ready but Shade wanted it sweeter before he consumed it. He placed his hand on the man's cheek, his darkness infected him, and like fertilizer it nourished the evil in the man, allowing it to grow.
"Bitch thinks she can play me?" he said.
He put his gun away and ran to his bike and took off, his mind red with rage, intending to punish his woman for her infidelity. Shade smiled and made a note to check on him later.
He made his way into the bar; smoke filled the air, the whole placed smelled like a toilet. Shade took a moment to bask in the energies of this place. It was a congregation of wickedness and over the years it left it's mark.
He felt like a flower that had been under darkness for too long, finally basking in the light of the sun. Not that he would know what that was like; if he had his way he would extinguish that damn thing.
"Time to turn things up a little," he said to himself.
He walked over to one of the bikers sitting down. He touched his cheek, but the man did not flinch, he did not even feel the cold slimy touch of Shade on his face.
Like before Shades evil spread into the man. He asked for another beer from the bartender and when the bartender handed him his new beer his fingers brushed against his. The same darkness Shade infected the man with jumped into the bartender, infecting him as well.
Shade's presence alone was causing the patrons to be more aggressive, angry, stupid. But the infection only made things worse. It spread like an epidemic. Between the bartender handing people drinks and the biker bumping into people it did not take long for Shade's evil to fill the room.
All Shade needed was for one stupid little mishap to cause chaos to erupt.
As the man got up from the bar, another man bumped into him, causing beer to spill on his shirt.
"You stupid bastard!"
The man pulled back his fist and punched the other in the face.
All hell broke loose then. Soon fists were flying, bottles were breaking and blood was flowing.
It wasn't until the bartender pulled out his shotgun that things turned really interesting.
Shade flew up and hung from the ceiling, watching with delight as the mortals turned on each other like rabid animals. He would wait and enjoy the sight before him, and then he would feast.

Back at the Black house Jacob, Billy and Carlisle stood in the kitchen.
Qahla was in Jake's room resting; it had been a very emotional day for him.
"So what are you going to do again?" Billy asked Terra.
"I am going to sift through my memories. I remember once doing a favor for the Buffalo Man in return for knowledge. The Buffalo Man told me I had released a dark spirit, the same one I trapped for him...but I don't remember that."
"So how do you sift through your memories?" Jake asked.
"With this," Terra said holding up his bag.
"Wait, isn't that also your staff?"
"Among other things yes. I also use it as a...black box."
He put his bag on the table. Then it turned into a large book with a faded leather cover and pages that looked old and yellow.
"I am never going to get used to this," Jake said.
Terra opened the book. He waved his hands in the middle and the words (which were in some kind of language that Jake nor the others could understand) began to float of the page and into the air, images appeared at the center of where the words gathered.
"Alright, going back pretty far now...shit passed it. I will hit play right here."
"Play?"
"I am using terms you can understand. Now watch."
Everyone watched the images show them the events that transpired thousands of years ago.
It showed Terra walking through a forest.
"This is a thousand years after I became immortal. Around this time I believed myself a god and was worshiped by a tribe. I left them for a while to meditate and traverse the mysteries of the spirit world. I returned expecting to find my people waiting for me...I was in for a bit of a shock."
The image showed Terra coming upon a scene from a horror movie. The village was in flames, dead mutilated bodies littered the ground, blood caked the earth.
"What is this!" Terra said.
"Wait, why are you speaking English?" Carlisle asked.
"I am translating it for you all," Terra said.
Terra walked up to one of the bodies. The man's chest was open, as if something had reached inside and plucked out his heart.
Terra tried to find any ghosts or remaining spirits of the dead, but there were none, not a trace, they had all gone into the spirit world. But he did sense something else.
Something evil had tainted not only the people, but the land as well. Terra could sense it like some foul infection that still lingered.
"Why are my people dead? What madness would cause this destruction?"
"A spirit of most evil intent."
Terra spun around, his staff raised in the air. "Who be you?"
The Buffalo Man smiled. "Fear not, for I mean you no harm," he said.
"What do you know of this?" Terra asked.
"I know while you were meditating an evil spirit came to your people. He infected them with evil and when they cave in to their dark desires he did watch in delight as they turned on one another, raping and murdering to their hearts content and when their hearts were black as night he did fall on the survivors and pluck out their hearts."
"What kind of spirit has the power to sway people so? These people were mine, many were of good heart."
"But you were gone for many years, in that time the spirit did corrupt them, twist them into something monstrous and unseemly. You would not have recognized them."
Terra clenched his fist. "A pox on that fell spirit who did do this to my people! Does he think I would not avenge them? Did he not think I would not strike upon him such a retribution that the pain in my heart would seem like a small fire?"
"This spirit does not fear you, he feasts on the hearts of wicked men and does draw power by devouring souls which makes him stronger. He is a blight on the land, an infection I am having trouble remedying. Perhaps and alliance would be in order?"
"Why should I?" Terra asked.
"I can help you find him and avenge your people. It would be a boon for you to help me stop him."
"If you are so great why not take care of him yourself?"
"Alas, the spirit is crafty, sly and is an expert in staying hidden. When I do search him out he senses my approach and goes into hiding. But...if someone who was not on the same level as I, who did not possess the same might as I do were to find him, they would find him much more easy then me."
"Are you saying I am weaker then you?"
"Unruffled your feathers immortal one. I meant no ill. In return for your help, I would teach you so you may know the world a little better and come to a greater understanding with the earth."
"For me the price be vengeance, but for you the price be knowledge. I will find this spirit and make him pay and in return you will teach me."
"Then we have a bargain," Buffalo Man said.
The images changed to show the battle.
"It took us months to come up with a plan. The spirit was powerful; I had not had a challenge like him in a long time. I had to use every ounce of skill and power I had to stop him. Buffalo Man and I found he had weaknesses to certain plants and trees. That was why I chose that area to fight him. Aspen trees burn him on physical contact and with so many on one area they limited his power somewhat. We did battle beneath the earth where I trapped him."
Terra glowed with mystical light, he fought a creature that was vast and covered in fangs, claws, eyes and other horrific appendages.
Terra lifted his staff and struck the ground. A pillar of light appeared around the dark mass and lava erupted from the ground, covering the dark mass. Terra then blew a cold gust of wind from his mouth and froze the lave, forming a dark stalagmite.
"It is done, for my people!" Terra said.
Buffalo Man appeared. "You did well," he said.
"It was a close call," Terra said.
"Yet you managed to capture him," Buffalo Man said.
"I would rather him dead," Terra said.
"You are not strong enough to bring the true death to a spirit such as him. The best you could do is disperse his energies where it would take him many years to take form again," Buffalo Man said.
"I would not want him to reemerge again," Terra said.
"Neither would I. I will be his warden and keep him here in the dark he loves so much," Buffalo Man said.
"Do not forget our bargain spirit," Terra said.
"I have not forgotten. Come, let us go."
The image faded and the words returned to the book. Terra closed it, looking extremely disturbed...which everyone found disturbing as Terra had never looked so down.
"What have I done?" he said.
"What is it Terra?" Jake asked.
"When I cast the unbinding I inadvertently freed that spirit."
"So, you beat him once, you can do it again I am sure," Billy said.
"You don't understand. That thing is born from primordial darkness. It is one of the most powerful dark spirits to exist. And it feeds on evil souls! Think of it, back in those days humans were just learning what evil was. But now? Over the millennium humans have practiced all sorts of dark paths and techniques. This spirit has returned to a world that sells evil souls like a burger is sold at a fast food restaurant. And he gains power from the souls he devours!"
"So what do we do?" Jake asked.
"We prepare. That thing is already tipping the balance of the natural order. I can feel his evil infecting the hearts of men again. Which means it won't be long before the whole world is consumed in darkness!"

Shade tore into the man's chest eagerly.
He had left the bar when every last soul was dead, it was an absolute massacre. And it was so beautiful to behold.
After he removed some hearts from their bodies he followed the trail of the man he infected. He flew to the man's trailer, the man had confronted his girlfriend about the affair and had already beaten her to death, and her face was beyond recognition.
He was in the process of hiding the body when Shade attacked him.
Shade smiled, he felt the man's soul enter his body. Felt him wonder aimlessly like the other souls he had devoured over the years inside his being, felt him claw at the darkness, trying to find a way out.
"Enjoy your new home sir, fear not as soon there will be more in my belly to join you in your suffering! Once I am full enough I will search out for that mage and punish him! Oh yes, there will be a reckoning, and anyone who stands with him will suffer as well!"

"What do we do?" Carlisle asked.
"We prepare. He may be powerful but he can be stopped. Since he is a darkness spirit he can be held at bay by strong light. Sunlight can be lethal to him so he will only come out at night. And like I said, certain plants and trees can be used to make weapons to defend ourselves against him."
"What kind of trees?" Billy asked.
"Aspen, acacia, dogwood, holly, and rowan. But make no mistake, should any of you meet this creature do yourselves a favor and run," Terra said.
"What do you mean run?" Jake asked.
"I mean, go the exact opposite direction this thing is. He can't be killed using the methods you are used to. Even ripping his head off would only slow him down and he has a vast amount of spells at his disposal. But the biggest problem is the psychic influence he has on people, being near him causes people to become more and more amoral, what's worse he spreads evil like a virus. Infecting his darkness into others and letting them spread it to those they touch. With all the people in the world now and the ways humans have developed to travel so quickly. Airplanes, cars, trains...his evil will spread quicker than ever."
Terra sighed rubbing his head.
"I am way in over my head."
"We can stop him, you have us and you have gotten much more powerful since you last met him," Carlisle said.
"True. But this won't be an easy battle. I am sorry for involving you all in my personal battle. I fear the creature will surely come after me to seek retribution for my hand in capturing him so long ago."
"But you are immortal, what can he do to hurt you?" Jake asked.
"There are worse fates then death Jake, and rest assured this creature can be creative," Terra said.
"Hey, we won't have to worry about this thing messing with us. Bella's shield can keep us safe from his power," Jake said.
"True, but you have to leave her shield sometimes Jake. The wolves can't just stay hidden forever," Billy said.
"Your father is right, we must...oh what now? "Terra said standing up.
"What is it?" Jake asked.
"My detection spells just went off."
"A spirit?"
"Don't worry, I don't think this one will be much of a problem...more of an irritation really," Terra said.
He stood up and went to leave the door. "I will be back; I must speak with this spirit."

Embry was driving Leah home. Normally they would just run as wolves but they were both feeling down after the day's events.
"I can't believe he is dead," Leah said.
"I know. I can't believe he was the only one that did die," Embry said.
"I know all those spirits. Did you see that one with the one eye and the tusks?" Leah asked.
"I know, that thing was huge. Thank God Qahla showed up and shared his power with us. Did you see him take out that giant with the burning eyes?" Embry said.
"I know, kid's hardcore. I feel so bad for him. His situation is so much worse than ours. I know I like to bitch about how being a wolf sucks but compared to Qahla, it seems so insignificant."
They saw someone walking down the road.
"Hey, who is that?" Leah asked.
"I don't recognize him," Embry said.
It was a man, obviously a Quileute, or some kind of Native American. He wore a tan cotton shirt and paints, his hair was long and dark and a large sack was slung over his back, causing him to haunch as he walked.
"Let's see if he needs a ride," Embry said.
They pulled up alongside the man, Leah rolled down the window. "You need a ride?" she asked.
The man stopped walking and smiled at her. The corners of his mouth were wrinkled in that way people who smile a lot get. His eyes were brown and warm, filled with a mischievous light. Leah noticed he had a wooden pipe on his belt and he wore no shoes.
"Thank you sister, I could use a ride," the man said.
Leah opened the door and slid over to let the man in. He took the bag off his back and jumped in. The pair saw that even without the bag on his back he was still hunched over, as if he was still carrying some heavy weight.
He had a very odd odor. Musky and floral, like he spent a lot of time outdoors. He smelled of flowers and vegetables and a hint of tobacco.
"Where are you going sir?" Embry askled.
"Oh you can just drop me off a little ways into La Push," he said.
"So, what brings you to La Push?" Leah asked.
"Oh I am a bit of a nomad, I wonder around here and there. I am a bit of a gardener also, I like to collect seeds and plants and plant them where ever I go." he patted the bag affectionately. "That is what's in this beauty. All kinds of seeds I intend to plant on your fine land."
He reached into his belt and pulled out the wooden flute. "I also fancy learning some new songs. You ever play?"
They shook their heads.
"I do, the flute is my favorite thing besides my sack." he looked at Leah and his smile turned lecherous. "You could say my best parts or my large sack and my long hard wooden flute."
Leah frowned at the innuendo, but before she could replay and put the old pervert in his place Embry hit the brakes.
Terra stood on the road right in front of the truck. He just appeared out of nowhere and just when Embry feared they were going to hit him Terra held out his hand and stopped the truck, where most people would have been sent flying overhead.
The truck lurched forward due to the momentum, the back tipped up then back down.
"What the hell are you doing!" Leah yelled at him.
"Get out of the truck," Terra said.
"What did we do?" Embry asked.
"Not you, the idiot next to you," he said.
The hunchback man smiled and got out of the truck. "Earth Shaker! How you been buddy?" the hunchback asked. He hugged Terra, raising him up in the air.
"Let me go you idiot, before I disperse you like I did Buffalo Man," Terra said. "And my name isn't Earth Shaker any more, it is Terra."
"Of course, sorry. Yeah I heard what you did to Buffalo Man, hard core as always."
The hunchback sat Terra on the ground and he dusted himself off.
"You know this guy?" Embry asked.
"You do to, he is one of the most famous Native American deities," Terra said.
"He's a spirit?" Leah asked.
"Yeppers," the hunchback said. He grabbed his sack and slung it over his shoulder; he pulled out his flute and brought it to his lips. "Let me give you a clue."
He began to dance and play the flute. They were surprised at how good it sounded. As the man played his flute, grass and flowers broke up through the asphalt of the road.
Seeing him dance with the bag and the flute and the grass and flowers made Embry realize who he was.
"No way!"
"What is it?" Leah asked.
Embry looked at her and pointed at the man. "He is Kokopelli!"
"Who?" Leah asked.
"Oh come on Leah, we've seen pictures of him! We have talked about him in class! Kokopelli is a fertility deity, usually depicted as a hunchback playing a flute. He is venerated by a few of the Southwestern tribes. He is said to preside over childbirth, agriculture, and is said to be the spirit of music."
"Righty-o Embryo!" Kokopelli said. "Kokopelli is my name, agriculture is my game!"
"So is being an annoying little twerp," Terra said.
"Twerp? Twerp! Same old Earth Shaker, or Terra or whatever your name is. No respect for your elders," Kokopelli said.
"I am older then you moron," Terra said.
"That was never proven! I am over three thousand years old!"
"I know, I was there when you were born!"
"Oh yeah."
"Now I remember! Aren't you famous?" Leah asked.
"Oh yes, people think it's all about thunderbirds and coyotes. But I will have you know missy, I have been adapted as a symbol of the southwestern United States and my image can be found on ball caps, t-shirts, key chains. I even have a bike trail named after me!" he twirled his flute in his hand. "But don't let my fame fool you, I am a very busy spirit. I bring fertility to both the land and its people, before humans believed in storks they believe in me bringing them children, I am invoked in marriage rituals, and maize-grinding ceremonies. I am also in charge of making sure game animals procreate, chasing away winter with my flute and making it rain. I am also a hit with the ladies due to my enormous co-"
"Easy, this fanfic is rated T," Terra said.
"Oh, sorry," Kokopelli.
"Look, I don't have time to deal with you, I have a bigger spirit to fry," Terra said.
"Oh, still such a hard ass. Fear not, I come for no trouble. I swear on the earth, the moon, the sun and sky I mean no harm to you nor the people," Kokopelli said.
"Okay," Terra said.
"Okay? That's it? You're just going to believe him?" Leah asked.
"I swore honey cakes. Unlike you mortal folk, when we spirits make a deal, it is a big deal. Even the darkest of spirits dare not break an oath," Kokopelli said.
"Honey cakes?" Leah asked, giving him a death glare.
"Very well, you may go about your business, just make sure you don't stick your flute in anyone's business but your own," Terra said.
"Will do. Thanks for the ride Quileute wolf people. If you ever need some quickly grown fruits and vegetables or just want to sing a few good songs, come look me up, I will be aimlessly wondering the woods," he said.
He wondered off into the trees, his sack slung over his back while playing a tune with his flute.
"Is it wise to let him wonder alone?" Leah asked.
"He swore his oath and I believe him. Kokopelli has always been more of a lover then a fighter," Terra said.
"Embry...didn't you say he was a fertility spirit?" Leah asked.
"Yeah, he was the Native American version of the stork, he would bring babies to...oh no! Leah no!" Embry said.
"What?"
"You're going to go to him and ask him to help you with your problem!"
"No I am not!"
"Then why did you ask if he was a fertility spirit?" Terra asked.
"Would you shut the hell up!" Leah said.
"I can't believe you are more concerned with having a baby when there is an evil spirit running around," Terra said.
"Wait, you mean that thing from earlier?" Embry asked.
"Yes, that thing from earlier. Which is probably going to cause humanity to turn rabid and rape and murder one another to an even more excessive degree of what they already do," Terra said.
"What?" Embry and Leah said.

Shade returned to the sight of the battle, his belly full with devoured hearts. It was still cloudy out; the weather had not yet recovered from Qahla's manipulations so shade need not fear the sunlight.
"Alright, now I have had my fill, now I must begin to track that mage."
He flew to the spot where he last saw them. "Hmmm, I sense a death happened here, I also sense residual magic from that Quileute child when he unleashed his wrath. But their scent has run cold. Oh but what is this?"
Shade noticed a pile of bones nearby. He walked over to them and picked up the skull.
"Oh Utlapa, I knew him well. Well, not really. Come to me Utlapa, come to your friend Shade."
The skull opened it's jaw and began to speak. "Once again I am called from the spirit world. Do I know you dark one?"
"Why it is I, the one you were supposed to free," Shade said.
"Shade?"
"Indeed. Tell me, where is the mage?"
"You mean Terra?"
"Is that the name he goes by?"
"He left with the others. After they calmed down Qahla they left to give Taha Aki a proper funeral."
"And where would they go?"
"To Quileute land, or as they call it now, La Push. Shade, if you bring me back I can help you. I will gladly serve you."
"Oh silly man, if I have learned anything about you." Shade crushed the skull. "It is that you can never be trusted."
Shade pondered his next course of action. "Hmm, La Push huh? As much as I desire to rip and rend Terra I should perhaps consider that in the last tens of thousands of years he has become more powerful. If he was able to disperse that miserable Land Wright then what could he do to me? I am still recovering from being caged for so long, I am not even a shadow of my former self...I need more time to recover, to spread my darkness. Ah, but there is a city close to this La Push. Seattle will be my first stop. I will nest there and grow all kinds of horrors and once I am strong enough I will come for Terra."
Shad spread his wings and took flight.
"Look out Seattle, here I come!"

"What the hell is this?" Paul asked.
Terra had gathered all the wolves, Cullen's, elders and even the shamans. He told them they were going to have a little test. They didn't think he was being literal.
They all stood in the woods. When everyone arrived Terra gave them all a sheet of paper with questions written on them.
"It's a test," Terra said.
"What kind of test is this?" Quil asked.
"Question one. When you see a stranger in pain how does that make you feel? Question two, how would you solve the world's problems? Question three, if you had to choose between your one true love and someone else you hold as dear who would you chose to keep safe? What kind of questions are these?" Jasper asked.
"To help me understand more about you morals. The spirit spreads darkness and corrupts souls that is true. But his dark touch cannot affect those who are truly pure of heart. It won't stop him from eviscerating you but at least you won't have to worry about becoming corrupted," Terra said.
"So why isn't Seth, Qahla, Clair, Nessie, Carlisle and Esme taking these tests?" Rose asked.
"Because, I have scanned them already. They are pure of heart."
"Why don't you scan the rest of us?" Jake asked.
"I already have. Your souls are not as pure as theirs but that doesn't mean you are not pure enough to resist the spirit. The test will help me judge better if you are eligible to be used as a resource in the coming battle with the darkness," Terra said.
"No offense, but what use are we going to be?" Billy asked.
"True, you would not be any use in a battle. But you three are the ruling body of the tribe. If you are vulnerable to the dark spirits influence then it could infect you and impair your ability to lead the tribe. I must be aware of all the weaknesses of our group so if there is an infection I can weed it out," Terra said.
He pulled out a large hour glass. "You all have one hour to take the test. Please answer truthfully because I will know if you lie."
For one hour everyone begrudgingly took the test. Terra and the others sat and waited for it to end.
"Terra, what makes you think I am pure of heart?" Carlisle asked.
"You refer to your past as a witch hunter?" Terra asked.
Carlisle nodded. "I was not as quick to judge as my father...but there were some I sentenced to death," he said.
"Even when you knew they were monstrous and guilty of many crimes you still felt guilt for burning them. You prayed to God to forgive you," Terra said.
Carlisle nodded. "I felt like even if they were evil it was not my right to kill them."
"And even now you feel remorse?"
"Yes."
"That is what makes you a pure soul. Regret will either kill us or help us grow. Regret is a bitter reminder of the mistakes we have made and the price it cost us. Those who do not feel regret or ignore it will only condemn themselves to a dark path," Terra said.
"Mr. Terra, why aren't Qahla and I in danger of an infection?" Claire asked.
"You are children. Children can be annoying little brats but they are not evil. To a child the world is what they define as right and wrong," Terra said.
"What about me?" Seth asked, "I don't think I have done anything worthy of being described as pure of heart."
"It is not our actions alone that define us Seth. When Sam decided to attack the Cullen's you risked much to leave him and join Jake. You left your brothers and sisters to join the enemies of your people, though you had no reason to."
"I didn't think it was right what we were doing, I think it doesn't matter what species you are, and peace is possible if you are willing to put a little effort. And I didn't think we should try to kill Bella because we didn't know what was growing inside her."
"See, pure of spirit. Being willing to forgo what you were raised to believe in and to take your own life into your hands proves what a pure spirit you are. And I don't think we need to go into details about Esme's pure heart," Terra said.
"But what can we do to help you?" Carlisle asked.
"In the long run? Not much. This spirit is a spirit of the highest quality, like the Buffalo Man. It requires more than a pure spirit to stop him," Terra said.
"Then...no offense Terra but what makes you think-"
"That I am pure of spirit?" Terra said before Carlisle could finish. "You have heard of my history while you were with the Volturi. You know I have done things that definitely do not allow me such a right to be called a pure spirit. I have murdered, I have enslaved others, I have tortured, I have stolen. Some I did when I was mad, others when I was more than sane. Some of my actions I regret, others I do not. I have considered myself evil and good, both and neither."
"So what are you?" Seth asked.
"Now, I am Terra. Nothing more, nothing less."
"So...you think because you have done both great good and great evil you are what, immune to being corrupted?"
"No, I am just too old to really care about it I guess," Terra said.
"You're not as gray as you think Terra," Qahla said.
"Hmph, shows what you know child," Terra said.
They waited for the testing to end. When the sand emptied to the bottom Terra called out to the others.
"Alright, time's up! Hand over the papers."
One by one he collected all the papers from everyone. He quickly examined the papers one by one.
"Alright, I have examined your papers...you all failed."
"What?"
"Seriously?"
"Come on!"
"How is that possible?"
Terra waited until all the complaining was over with.
"These tests were specifically designed to test you. They were enspelled so you felt a subconscious compulsion to answer truthfully. Hence the part where I said I will know if you lie...because it would be impossible for you to lie."
"This is bullshit! How the hell are you going to know if we are pure enough by making us answer this shit?" Paul asked.
"Okay, example. Question three, if you had to choose between your one true love and someone else you hold as dear who would you chose to keep safe? You answered your imprint."
"Of course, I love her," Paul said looking happily at Rachel.
"Well, the correct answer would have been to keep them both safe and sacrifice yourself. A person pure of heart would never allow anyone they love to be harmed, he or she would sacrifice themselves."
"You didn't phrase it right!"
"It doesn't matter. Most of you suffer from an intense sense of wrath, or fear or some other kind of emotion. Such emotions make you easy prey for the darkness. It would be child's play for him taint you with his dark essence."
"But Bella can protect us from that, right? She has protected our minds before," Jared said.
"Bella will be able to protect your minds from his mental influence yes. The Darkness has an...aura, I guess you would call it that makes people give into their darker urges. But he is capable of infecting you with evil, with but one touch. This evil is like a disease and is quicker acting then his aura. What's worse is everyone the infected touches is infected themselves and I fear Bella's shield cannot protect you from that."
"Then how do we fight this thing?" Jake asked.
"You don't. I will. This is my mistake; I should have listened to my instincts and not cast the unbinding spell. Now I have unleashed this beast onto the lands once again," Terra said.
"You said it has weaknesses. Light and some trees right?" Leah asked.
"Indeed...yes...trees...how perfect he is here then," Terra said.
"Who?"
"Kokopelli."

Shade flew through the sky. It was a naturally cloudy day in Seattle and he was loving it already.
He circled around the city, eying it hungrily.
"So many hearts waiting to be plundered. I can already taste them in my mouth. What to do first. Ah, of course. First I must find a nest. Somewhere dark and twisted."
He circled some more, trying to find a place. Finally he found an abandoned area of the city. Not many people were around here except homeless and street thugs.
It was a bad area, filled with pain and suffering.
Shade was loving it already.
"Not too long ago something wicked prowled these streets. I can taste a faded hunger for blood. Must be the vampires. They left a mark on this city, their rampage installed a fear that is still fading, but we must not have that can we? No, fear makes for good fertilizer."
He walked on the ground, had anyone seen him they would have run in fright, but his power kept him hidden from their sight.
"Let's see, how best to install fear? How may I make the mortals fear to leave their homes?"
He noticed a trio of men standing close together. He smiled and walked up to them. He saw into their hearts, saw their sins. They were members of a gang and sold drugs.
"A little push and all I need do is sit back and watch the dominoes fall into place." he leaned close to one of the mens ear. He was the leader of the gang. "The time has come to conquer. The time has come to grow and expand. Gather your army and take what should be yours. You deserve more than the meager territory you have. Go forth and take what you want and kill all who get in your way."
Shades words filled his mind, suddenly his greed began to swell and the desire to dominate and control became overwhelming.
"Listen guys, it's time we stopped pussy footing around and started laying claim. We need to show those assholes who is in charge!" the leader said.
"How do we do that?" one of his underlings asked.
"Easy, get some of the boys and tell them to meet up at my place. We're going to find our rivals and show them who runs this city!"
"Dude, we can't make a move. You said it yourself, we're too even with the others. It would be a war," the other underling said.
"So? We'll win. Just do what I say!"
Shade watched as the trio left to go prepare. He smiled wickedly. "So quick, so eager. I like it!"
He walked around the area, trying to find a place. He came across a large abandoned building. The windows were borded up and various graffiti covered the building.
Dark essence was thick here. Pain, hopelessness, despair, anger, bitter rage. Many horrible things happened here. The stink of evil clung to it. He sensed mortals inside, wicked and tainted, adding their darkness to the building.
"I like the look of this place."
He turned into living shadow and slithered beneath the floorboards of the building. A small group of delinquents, high school drop outs and thugs, the majority of them were men, but there was one female.
Trash littered the floor. Beer bottles, papers, articles of clothing. He made his way into the living room where everyone was. The TV was on but the picture was fuzzy.
A radio was on playing foul music. Some were playing a game of cards, a few were watching tv. Others were drinking heavily.
What they all had in common was they had given into their own darkness. They all came from broken homes, they all hated the world, they all banded together, united by their common interests.
Each had evil in their hearts. They lived together, slept together, ate together, fought together, drank together, all walling in their misery, their own self-pitying lives.
"Ahhh, the seeds of evil have already been planted in these hearts. Should I devour them now? Hmmmm. I have a better idea."
He waved his finger and the door to the room slammed shut.
"The hell?" one of the young adults said.
One of them got up and tried to open the door. "It's locked," he said.
They tried to forcibly open the door, but it would not budge.
"And now," Shade said.
He waved his finger again and all the lights in the room blew up.
"What the fuck is going on?" someone said.
Some of the most scared youths pulled out their guns or knives. Shade jumped on top of the couch, his claws dug into the fabric as he got a good grip.
He spread his wings wide and lowered his spell of invisibility revealing himself to the youths.
Despite the darkness in the room they saw him. He was blacker then the night and they could see his outline perfectly, but it was his eyes that were like bright scarlet orbs that immediately caught their attention.
"Hello my children, I-"
They all leveled their guns at him and let fire. Bullets ripped through Shade, black tar burst from his body where the bullets hit him. He laughed at the sensation, at the pain their metal caused him as they ripped through and shredded his insides.
He imagined what it must be for a mortal to die like this. Lying slowly dying, their innards blown to all kinds of hell by such a small bit of metal.
When the youths ran out of ammo they stopped firing. They stared in horror as the holes in his body closed up.
"Well, that happened," Shade said.
He spat out the bullets that got stuck inside his body.
"What the hell is that thing!" one of them said.
"It's a demon!" the girl screamed.
"Christ help us!"
The holy name hurt his ears and he flinched.
"Speak that name again and I will nail your tongue to the wall!" he hissed.
They radiated fear. Shade took a deep breath, inhaling the heavenly smell.
"Do not fear me my children, I am Shade and I have come to free you all," he said.
"Shit it talks!" one of them said.
"Man, oh man," one of the others said.
"Come closer, let papa Shade see you."
No one dared get any closer.
"I said come!"
Tentacles burst form his chest, they wrapped around the youths waist and pulled them closer. He jerked them down on their knees. The tentacles let them go and returned to his chest.
"There, that's better. Now, let us talk like sensible beings. As I said, my name is Shade. And I have come to help you all," he said.
"Help us how?" one of the youths asked shakily.
"My dear child, this is no way to live. Are truly satisfied with you lives? Is this how you want to die? Some worthless bit of trash no one will care to miss?"
"Hey, we are not trash!" one of the youth said.
"No, you are not. You have all suffered greatly. Is it not time you take vengeance on those who hurt you? Is it not right you claim your rightful rewards?"
The fear was slowly being replaced by curiosity and acknowledgment. They hung onto his every words.
"Join me, swear your lives to me and I will make you all into something powerful. Something that will make those others who scorned you tremble at the sight of you."
"Powerful?" one said hypnotically.
"Tremble," another said.
Greed and lust for such power began to grow. Shade knew it would be easy, but this was too damn easy for him. He was kind of hoping for a challenge.
"That's right. Come to Father Dark. Cast aside the light which has shunned you, and join me."
"I will!" one said.
"So will I!"
"Hell yeah!" another said.
One by one they all agreed. Shade's influence on them compelled them to help him.
"Then speak after me. We give our lives to the dark, we give our souls to the abyss, we cast aside the light and will give the world quit a fright!"
They repeated the words. He waved his hand and a discarded bowl flew over to him. He cut his wrist and let his black tar like blood ooze into the bowel.
"Now, drink of my blood. Bind yourselves to me and step over the threshold!"
He gave the bowel to one of the youths. He looked at it uncertainly. But then brought it to his lips quickly and drank. He passed it to his comrades and they did the same.
They all continued to cough and fell to the ground. Black slime ran out of their mouth and began to cover their bodies. They struggled against it but had sealed their own fates. The slime ran over their bodies, coating them, within moments each youth was covered in a cocoon of shadow.
"And now we wait for the metamorphosis to become complete."

Back with the others Terra had summoned Kokopelli.
He had drawn a circle on the ground with symbols around it, he gathered some plants and put them inside the circle. Then everyone watched as Terra danced around the circle, chanting.
Then he stopped and stood still.
"There, that should do the trick."
"What the hell was that?" Emmett asked.
"The ritual of Kokopelli. If people wanted to summon him they would draw the right symbols and dance. He would come and grant their requests."
"And what are we requesting again?" Jake asked.
"Wait you hear that?" Seth said.
"Sounds like a flute," Bella said.
Soon even the humans heard the sound a flute playing. Then Kokopelli came into view with his bag and wooden flute. He passed the wolves and walked up to Terra.
"You called?" he asked.
"We require your assistance," Terra said.
"For what?" Kokopelli asked.
"I need you to use your powers to plant certain trees and cause them to grow rapidly."
"Sure thing...but you know my price," he said.
"Price?" Sam asked.
"Sure thing, nothing comes for free, even with me," he said.
"You're telling me this hunchback is some great spirit? Please," Paul said.
Kokopelli smiled at him. He brought his flute to his lips and began to play a tune. Small squirrels and chipmunks ran own the trees and began to run up Paul's body, scratching and biting him while he howled in pain.
Kokopelli stopped playing and the animals returned to their homes.
"Why is it always me?" he asked.
"What price are we talking about here?" Jake asked.
"By invoking my power, the entire land will become more fertile, but so will it's people," Kokopelli said.
"He means that while he is growing the trees we need that there may be a bit of a baby boom," Terra said.
"My power will cause the women to be more fertile as well as the land, so the chances of pregnancy will be extremely high," Kokopelli said.
"Can't you just...tone it down a bit," Jake asked.
"Afraid not. I am a fertility spirit, covering your area in the trees you want and growing them at an accelerated rate requires me to unleash my power in full," Kokopelli said.
"Can't we just find the trees we need and strip them of the wood that this spirit is weak against?" Sue asked.
"It's not just weapons we need. The reason I trapped the dark one in that area, surrounded by all those Aspen trees was because they helped block his influence, it kept his essence from spreading. If we plant more holy trees in La Push then it can help keep his darkness from corrupting us as well," Terra said.
The elders looked at one another.
"How long would it take for you to grow the trees we need?" Billy asked.
"Give me three days, I will have the most holy of trees grown and fully developed. But be warned, anyone who fornicates on those three days will find themselves with child."
"So we just have to tell people not to have sex for three days?" Quil asked.
"What's sex?" Claire asked.
"It's how men and women make babies," Terra said.
"Okay."
"We can't just tell people they can't have sex. They would think we were crazy if we said a fertility spirit was in the area," Sue said.
"Can't you just grow the trees?" Jake asked Terra.
"I have to divert my powers to fighting the spirit. We don't have the luxury to wait, the spirit is in Seattle already," Terra said.
"What?" everyone said.
"Terra is right, I can feel him," Qahla said.
"I feel it too I think...like ice cold water running through my veins," Rachel said.
"That's how we feel too," Tommy said.
"Can he feel you?" Billy asked.
"No, I cast spells to help keep myself hidden. He has been keeping his presence secret from the mundies but I can still sense him. I believe he is going to nest in Seattle and gather his strength before he comes after me. He has been imprisoned for thousands of years, I am sure he is hungry."
"How bad is it he is in Seattle?" Billy asked.
"Remember when those newborns were running around?"
"Yes."
"Try that times a thousand. His presence in a city full of people will cause all those mortals to tap into their darkest desires. Within a month crime statistics will hit an all-time high. Rape, murder, and all kinds of ungodly things," Terra said.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hit him while he is weak!" Emmett said.
"I agree, if he is recovering from his imprisonment then why let him get stronger?" Jasper asked.
"This spirit is one of the highest level entities on this plane of existence. It is crafty, smart, and does not care who it has to screw over to get what it wants. If I go after him now I have no way of finding him. Last time I had Buffalo Man helping me to find him. This time I have to destroy him, truly kill him. Not disperse him like Buffalo Man. I have to make sure he never returns to this world...but I am not one of the higher spirits. True, I am the greatest mystic to walk the earth, but even I can't bring true death to a spirit of this magnitude...unless."
"Unless what?" Jake asked.
"Sympathetic magic," Terra said.
Kokopellie's eyes went wide. "You can't be serious!"
"What kind of magic?" Kim asked.
"Sympathetic magic is where one thing is used to affect another similar thing. Like how a doll can be used to manipulate a person," Kokopelli explained.
"Like a voodoo doll?" Rachel asked.
"Like the one the Skin-Walker used on me?" Sam asked.
"Exactly. If I can create a proper effigy, and use the right spells I can use the effigy to kill the spirit by destroying it," Terra said.
"Terra, you can't! Destroying a spirit of that magnitude would have consequences! The devastation could be...unthinkable!" Kokopelli said.
"Devastation?" Billy asked.
"Us spirits are made from different stuff then you mortals. Your typical mystic is about ninty-nine point nine percent matter with a small infection of magic. Then other supernatural beings like vampires or shape-shifters have a stronger does, but not by much. But spirits, depending on their class are between fifty to ninety percent magic. If Terra does use sympathetic magic to bring the true death to this evil spirit, the magics unleashed from his end would be like a massive bomb going off!"
"Like how big of a bomb?"
"Powerful enough to take out all of Seattle," Terra said.
A stunned silence filled the air.
"Then we can't do it," Jake said.
"The lives lost," Carlisle said.
"The needs of the many outweigh the need of the few. Besides, knowing that spirit, he has already started to turn them into something...rancid," Terra said.

Shade waited patiently for the cocoons to hatch
They were just about done, soon a new kind of monster would walk the earth, more terrifying and frightful then any vampire or werewolf that ever walked the earth.
The cocoons began to shake and crack. Shade watched pleased as one by one his creations popped out.
They were like some horrible mix between a human, a spider and a scorpion. They walked on four legs, a long scorpion like tail swayed behind them, their skin was no longer soft flesh but hard chitinous armor, they had four arms, the top were long scissor like pincers, their lower arms were human like but had small holes around their wrists where webbing could shoot out. They had multiple eyes, each the color they had when they were human. Their mouths were a set of mandibles lined with teeth. They were still recognizable despite how grotesque their faces were now.
They were truly terrifying and monstrous, and like their master, they were hungry.
There had been a change not only in body but in mind as well. Shade had stripped away their humanity, leaving nothing but savage monster that felt the need to feed.
"Welcome, my children. I know you are hungry, but don't worry, only a few more hours to go before the dark descends. And then we begin to feed," Shade said.
The creatures merely hissed in anticipation.
"I do believe there are some nice damp and dark tunnels beneath this building. Go down into the basement and began to dig a hole into them, it will make it that much easier for you to travel around the city during the day.
The creatures hissed and made their way into the basement to begin to dig.
Shade smiled, with his new creatures out about they would spread fear easily, plus they would be useful in his quest for vengeance against Terra.
"Oh Terra, you think you are safe and sound. But do not think I will let you go so easily. Once I have become strong enough I will come for you and I will slaughter everyone close to your heart. And when you are taken care of I will devour the Quileute child and take his power for myself, then I will turn the whole world into a true land of shadows."

Fusedtwilight: Next chapter is a small time skip, we see the effect Shade has had on Seattle and Terra prepares for war.
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