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Sins of the Father

Chapter 27

Fusedtwilight: Wow, first thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for the beta and thanks to everyone who has patiently waited for this chapter. I hope you all had a marry Christmas and a happy new year.
Last chapter Terra and Shade had an epic fight that ended with Terra's apparent death. What will happen next?

It was night time and everyone was back at the Black house.
They sat outside, quietly.
No one knew what to say, no one knew what to do.
"So...now what?" Seth asked.
"Now, we keep fighting," Jake said.
"But how? If Terra couldn't fight him what chance do we stand?" Rose asked. "You saw that...thing. No way can we handle it."
"We still can summon our ancestors right?" Collin asked.
"Yes, I can do the spell," Qahla said.
"And we still have those lanterns Terra gave us," Jasper said.
"But will it all be enough?" Leah asked.
"To kill Shade? Not a chance."
Everyone froze. Then they all unanimously turned their head to look at Terra who was sitting on the porch, a bag of chips in his hand.
He reached into the bag and pulled out a chip and popped it into his mouth.
"What?" he asked.
In an instant everyone was in his face.
"You're alive!"
"How did you survive!"
"How did you do it!"
"Where have you been!"
Terra waved his hand and they all found themselves being pushed back by an invisible force, giving him room to speak without having everyone in his face.
"To answer your questions. Yes, I reformed, I am immortal, and I have been sitting here for the past five minutes listening to you all sob," he said. "Really, I am touched but you should be planning your next move," Terra said.
Qahla launched himself at Terra, hugging him tight. "I sensed you die! I felt it!" he said.
Terra patted Qahla on the head. "I told you, I am immortal," he said gently.
"But we saw you explode! We almost died from the aftershock!" Carlisle said.
"Sorry about that. I converted my physical self into mystical matter. I knew once he got done with me Shade would turn on you and slaughter you. So I decided to buy you enough time to run for your lives," Terra said.
"What took you so long to come back?" Jake asked.
"Do you have any idea how long it takes to reform yourself cell by cell? Atom by atom? And guess what? It hurts like hell!" Terra said glaring at Jake.
"So your suicide attack wasn't really a suicide?"
"No shit Sherlock, how many times have it old you I have been chopped into bits? I even told you I was there when they dropped the A-bomb on Hiroshima, do you not pay attention!"
"Alright, jeez," Jake said.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Sam asked.
"Now, we go to plan B," Terra said.
"You don't mean..."
"I do, we're going to have to use the effigy to kill Shade," Terra said.
"But I thought you said that would cause a massive explosion with enough force to destroy a city?" Billy asked.
"It will. But it is either that or we let him destroy the world."
"But this is a suicide mission," Sue said.
"Not for me. But for everyone else involved, yes," Terra said. He looked around at the gathered crowed. "So, any volunteers?" he asked.
Shade let out a mighty roar.
He had gone into the sewers to rest from his battle and found the remains of the she monster and the smoking remains of her brood.
He was absolutely livid; he was in such agony that it hurt his pride that a mere human like Terra had caused him such pain. But Terra was dead; his feeble final attack had damaged Shade but not killed him.
He was going to have to make more monsters, but only after he got some rest. He was so tired now, so weak. Fighting Terra had proven to be more troublesome then he had foreseen.
Then there were the vampires and shape-shifters who had destroyed his precious monsters. He was going to make sure they all suffered for their act of defiance.
But he was still too weak; as much as he hated to admit it he was not ready to go and devour the Quileute child and absorb his power for his own.
So he waited, he would recover and devour more hearts, then he would go out and take the child and punish those who stand in his way.
But he would not go alone.
"The good news is we have time," Terra said.
Terra, the elders, Sam, Carlisle, Qahla and Jake were inside Terra's house.
"I did manage to wound him deeply. It will take time for him to recover enough to come after us," Terra said.
"How long do you think?" Jake asked.
"Hard to say, but I would guess three days," Terra said.
"What do you propose?" Jake asked.
"Qahla and I will work on the spell. Once it is finished he and I will go someplace isolated so when we kill him his death won't harm anyone...besides the ecosystem," Terra said.
"But won't you need help fighting him?" Jake asked.
"Jake...I told you, this would be a suicide mission. I would survive the blast but the rest of you wouldn't," Terra said.
"But what about Qahla?" Jake asked.
Terra was quiet for a moment. "I am not sure. His immortality is different. Were he older I would say yes but he is still too young," Terra said.
"No, I won't let Qahla be sacrificed," Jake said.
"I agree, we can't him die, or all of Taha Aki's hard work will have been in vain," Billy said.
"You lot don't understand, it is the only way to distract Shade. He will be seeking Qahla out, he means to devour him and his power," Terra said.
"It's okay everyone, I want to stop this monster," Qahla said.
"Qahla no!" Jake said firmly.
"Jake, I won't ask any more people to die for me!" Qahla said.
"It's what we do, we protect Qahla. We fill find another way," Jake said.
"But Terra can't fight Shade and destroy the effigy at the same time," Qahla said.
"Which is why you lot would be far, far away casting the spell to summon your shifter ancestors to help us fight him," Terra said.
"No!"
Jake hit the table so hard it was a miracle it didn't break.
"I will not let an innocent child die!"
"Jake, I am the chief of Quileute land!" Qahla said.
"No, you gave me the title before you left with Utlapa remember?" Jake said.
"Well I take it back," Qahla said.
"Doesn't work like that," Jake said.
"You can't stop me Jake!"
"Your five Qahla, this is-"
"Don't you dare say this is too dangerous!" Qahla yelled. His eyes glowed yellow and everyone sans the humans felt his power burning against their skins. "I saw my father die! Do you think I don't know what I am doing?"
He ran out of the house.
"What are you waiting for idiot, follow him," Terra said.
Jake followed Qahla outside the house. Qahla was leaning against a tree. Jake walked up to him but before he could speak Qahla turned and faced him.
"You can't stop me Jake, I am going to help Terra destroy this spirit," Qahla said.
"Qahla, you could die, you heard Terra, even he isn't sure you could survive the explosion," Jake said.
"So what, I am supposed to ask you all to sacrifice yourselves in my place? How can you be willing to ask your brothers to die Jake?" Qahla asked.
"We are the protectors of La Push Qahla, it is our purpose to protect the tribe," Jake said.
"Don't lie to me Jake! I can hear your thoughts! You're planning on sacrificing yourself!" Qahla yelled.
Jake had forgotten Qahla could hear thoughts. Since he learned about the suicide mission he had decided privately that he would go with Terra to kill Shade.
He couldn't ask any of the others to do this. Was it not enough that they had their lives completely altered to protect the tribe? Hadn't they worked hard enough protecting the tribe from vampires and other monsters? Jake refused to ask this of them, he had planned on talking to Sam and asking him to become the alpha once Jake passed.
"I am the alpha and the chief Qahla, it is my duty to protect them all," Jake said.
"Do you think they would agree to something so outrageous?" Qahla asked.
"No, they wouldn't. But I won't let anyone die, not you, not my pack, no one," Jake said.
"Well I won't let you Jake! I can stop you! I have the power to do that you know!" Qahla said.
Tears began to run down his face and his lips quivered. Jake knelt down and hugged him.
"Don't cry Qahla, everything will be okay," Jake said.
"Don't lie, Jake. Nothing is going to be okay! Even if we kill the spirit he will take someone with him," Qahla said.
"This is a war Qahla, and there are always casualties in a war," Jake said.
"But I don't want you to die Jake! I don't want anyone to die!" Qahla cried.
"I know buddy. But sometimes one person must give their life to save the lives of everyone else," Jake said.
"Then let me do it! Enough people have died for me!" Qahla said.
"No, it is not a child's job to be an adult. It is a child's job to be a child and enjoy their young life before they grow up and take on the responsibilities of an adult," Jake said.
"This sucks," Qahla said.
"I know, believe me, I know," Jake said.
Qahla backed away from Jake, his eyes glowed yellow.
"I won't let you are any of the wolves sacrifice their lives Jacob. If you are any of them even think about fighting Shade I will stop you from doing it," Qahla said.
"You can't keep us from doing our duty Qahla," Jake said.
"Jake, everyone is always going on how powerful I am right? So what makes you think I can't keep you or the others from dying?"
"Just because you have the power doesn't mean you should use it," Jake said sternly.
"Well, it is either that or watch more people I love die. So I will be unfair and overstep any bounds Jake. I think after over six hundred years of people telling me what to do I have earned the right to make my own choice."

The next day found Terra still in his house.
The effigy of Shade was on his table and he was muttering a spell as he etched words into the base of the small stature.
The mystics plus Qahla sat with him. No one spoke, letting Terra work. Finally he stopped and sat his scalpel on the table.
"Just a few more things and it is all set," he said.
"So once we destroy this it will destroy the spirit right? Kind of like how a Voodoo doll works?" Kim asked.
"Actually the concept of using dolls as ways to harm people was around before Voodoo. The dolls they use are actually designed to protect you from harm but as per usual the actual truth was twisted and obscured in muddy media," Terra said.
"I still don't understand how a doll or statue can be used to kill someone," Tommy said.
"It is sympathetic magic. A type of magic that allows you to influence a thing or person by using another thing that is in some ways similar to the thing or person you wish to influence. I have made this effigy from black obsidian, carved the numerous names of Shade into it and done my best to make it look like him, which is tricky considering he is a shape-shifter," Terra said.
"I thought you needed a piece of someone to make one of these? Like a piece of their hair or something?" Rachel asked.
"You do, but I have something just as good. Rachel, could you please go down stairs and get me the vial marked Shade Essence?"
"Downstairs? What down stairs? You don't have a basement," Rachel said.
Terra flicked his hand and a fur rug moved, revealing a trap door.
"Go down and keep going straight until you reach the end. By the by don't touch anything and don't respond to anything that speaks out to you," Terra said.
"...Okay," Rachel said.
She got up and walked over to the door. She grabbed the latch and opened it up. To her surprise she saw a long set of stairs. She walked down and found herself in a pitch black room.
She felt along the wall until she found the switch and flipped it. When the lights came on her mouth fell open.
The basement was large, huge, about as big as a large warehouse. There were shelves tall as trees. There were items on the shelves. Ancient things, coins, swords, dolls, shoes, guns, jewelry, armor, paintings, statues, books, scrolls, spears, crowns, musical instruments and dozens of other things that came from times before she was even born.
She began to walk straight, walking to the end of the room like Terra told her. She felt like she was in a warehouse museum. She knew Terra was old, but seeing all these things she realized just how truly old. These things on the shelves were trinkets from Terra's life.
All the lives he had ever lived he had gathered many things, and they were all here. As she passed the shelves she noticed that underneath the items were small planks that named the item and gave a date of when that item was from.
As she walked deeper into the room she began to feel magic on her skin.
She opened her mind to the spirit world. It was a trick Terra taught her and the other shamans. Being a mystic they could naturally peer a little into the spirit world so they could see spirits.
But with practice they could go a little deeper, opening their vision more to the spirit world. Terra said they had to be careful, opening themselves up to the spirit world could draw attention to them from other spirits. Some spirits drew power from the attention you gave them.
She saw there was magic in the items deeper in the basement. She also noticed mystical sigils floated around the shelves holding the more magical items. She didn't know what the language was but she saw they seemed to keep the magical energy from leaking out.
She also became aware of voices whispering to her. Some wanted her to release them from their imprisonment, others wanted her to put her on and wear them.
Some promised her power, others promised to grant her a wish, others promised her other things.
She quickly pulled her vision back to the real world, the voices faded but she could still hear them very distantly.
As she walked she looked at what some of the items were. She passed a small stone the color of topaz labeled Cintamni stone. She saw a thick book with a Jewish star labeled book of Solomon, a large metal ball that looked like copper was labeled Orichalcum, and a wooden cup labeled...the Holy Grail.
Finally she came to the room. There was a large shelf that held dozens of beakers and vials. Each one was labeled. Sunlight, moonlight, red sand, black sand, holy water, ichor, lethe, vampire venom, werewolf venom, primordial fire, and dozens of other things that seemed impractical or impossible to be bottled but where.
Luckily Terra kept everything organized so she found Shade's essence in the S section. A dark writhing mass of shadows. When she picked up the bottle she felt a horrible chill run over her body.
She headed back the way she came, she walked a little faster than she had before. Holding the vial was giving her a serious case of the creeps.
She made sure she shut the lights off before she went back up.
"Dude, what took you so long?" Henry asked.
"It's quit a walk, believe me," Rachel said.
She gladly handed Terra the vial.
"What is that?" Claire asked, like everyone else she was feeling cold just by looking at the vial.
"When we fought Shade tried to infect me with his evil. It's like a virus or an evil seed he plants in people. It causes them to become evil and corrupt, succumbing to their own inner darkness. It is a lot quicker than his natural psychic influence. Only the most pure souls can resist it. My long life has made it possible for me to isolate it and remove it from my being."
"Oh, I get it. It's a part of Shade so it can be used for the spell!" Kim said.
"Exactly. Now shush, this part is tricky."
He uncapped the vial and poured it on the statue, it was like tar and it poured down the statue, writing like worms.
"Evil spirit, black as night. Oh wicked thing that seeks to devour creation, I bind you to this image of yourself, so you will no longer blight this world," Terra said.
The essence writhed angrily and they watched as it seemed to become absorbed by the effigy.
As odd as it seemed the effigy seemed to grow darker and the ruby eyes glowed red. It seemed to become more real and flesh like and everyone backed away from it save Terra.
"It is done," Terra said.
"So...if we destroy it then Shade dies?" Qahla asked.
"Yes. Problem is since he is such a high level spirit the mystical energies he would release would destroy a small city, whats more I would need time to prep the damn thing before I could destroy it," Terra said.
"Which is why we will summon our werewolf ancestors to help," Rachel said.
"But the spell would take time to be put in effect," Qahla said.
"And since Qahla has adamantly refused to allow any of the wolves sacrifice themselves I have come up with a back up plan," Terra said.
He put his fingers to his mouth and whistled.
The door opened and a powerful gust of wind entered the house and a whirlwind of leaves and flowers swirled around in a little tornado. When it died down Kokopelli stood there.
"You called?" he asked.
Terra walked over to him and handed him a piece of paper. "I need you to go find some old friends of mine," he said.
Kokopelli looked at the paper. "Hey, I recognize these names. Wow, I knew you had friends in high places but damn." he put the paper into his pocket. "This will take some time to round them all up."
"Go as quick as you can. If they try and say no tell them they all owe me a favor and it is time to for them to pay up on it," Terra said.
Kokopelli laughed. "You're the only one I know who can act so fearless about reminding deities of their oaths."
"Not all deities are honor-less," Terra said giving Kokopelli a look.
"Hey, I have lots of honor!" Kokopelli said.
"Too bad you didn't have as much morality as you do honor," Terra said.
"I have morals!"
"Really? Does your wife know about wood stock?" Terra asked.
Kokopelli paled. "N-no!"
"Well, unless you wish to suffer the wrath of a woman scorned I suggest you make hast in gathering the old crowd," Terra said.
There was another gust of wind and Kokopelli vanished in a shower of leaves and flower petals.
"He has a wife?" Henry asked.
"Yes, Kokopelmana. She is one of the few who can keep him in line. He does love his wife but has a bad tenancy to flirt shamefully with other women and his wife has no patience for that shit," Terra said.
"So what do we do now? The effigy is all prepared so now what?" Rachel asked.
"Now we must work on the spell. As you all know we are planning on summoning the spirits of your ancestors, particularly the shifter ones to help in the fight, Qahla, I leave this to you," Terra said.
Qahla stood up and spoke. "Back in the old days before I was born, the tribe faced many dangers. Other tribes and even spirits, though it didn't get real bad until I was born. Some of the spirits the spirit warriors could handle. But some were to strong, so they would summon the spirits of their ancestors from the other side to help. My father used this spell a lot when he protected me from the spirits attracted to my power."
"So how do we do it?" Kim asked.
"In order for the spell to work we must form a circle around the ones we use to summon the spirits, in this case Seth and Leah because the three bloodlines run through their veins," Qahla said. "They will be the anchor to which we use to bring the spirits over."
"Which is why if anything happens to them the spell won't work which is why the spell will be done far away from where the final battle with Shade will take place," Terra said.
"Plus, with my ability to give power to spirits our ancestors will be even stronger than normal," Qahla said.
"Henry, this is where you come into play. Your affinity for death magic will help make the spell more easy to cast," Terra said.
"What do I have to do?" Henry asked.
"Since Qahla is going to be used to lure in Shade you will have to do the spell," Terra said.
"The way it works is you guys will form a circle with Leah and Seth in the center. They will have to offer up some blood as payment," Qahla said.
"Not telling Leah, one, two, three, not it!" Tommy said.
"Not it," Henry said.
"Not it," Claire said.
"Not it," Rachel said.
"Not-oh damn!" Kim said looking terrified at the idea of telling Leah she was going to have to give some blood.
"Now, once they give blood in a bowl with crushed herbs Leah and Seth must stay in the circle and the circle must not be broken. If they leave the circle or you guys break the circle then the spell will be broken," Qahla said.
"Which is why you will all be guarded to keep such thing from occurring," Terra said.
"And where will this take place?" Rachel asked.

"Why does it have to be here?" Edward asked, giving Jake a death filled glare.
Jake rubbed the back of his head nervously. They were back at Bella and Edward's meadow. Jake was telling Edward and Carlisle that the battle would take place at the meadow.
"Well, Terra said that since Qahla was here for all those years in the stone small amounts of his power leaked into the area. I don't get how it works myself, all I know is this is Qahla's place of power and it will give him an advantage in the battle," Jake said.
Edward sighed. "This will be worse than when you and your wolves butchered it."
"It is for a good cause Edward, we need all the help we can get," Carlisle said.
"I know. Given enough time it will return to its former glory," Edward said.
"That's the spirit," Jake said.
"You will be happy to know we will send Nessie to Denali to visit Eleazar and the others so she will be safe," Carlisle said.
"Good, one less thing to worry about," Jake said.
"What are the chances of us surviving this Jake?" Edward asked.
"I don't know. This isn't like anything we have ever fought. I miss the days when we were fighting plan old vampires," Jake said.
"If it's just one spirit then surely we can all work together to bring him down. It's not like he has an army," Carlisle said.

"Sssoon my army will be complete!" Shade spoke to himself.
Once again he was in the underground tunnels of the city. But he was not alone. All manner of shadow spirits surrounded him, a plethora of dark twisted mutated beings.
Shade had been recuperating from his battle with Terra but he had not been idle. He had been summoning as many shadow spirits as he could.
One shadow spirit walked up to him, it looked like a man except it's skin was pale blue and it's ears were pointed. It's hair was long and white and its teeth were like a piranha's.
"Master, how much longer?" the spirit asked.
"Two days. On the night of the new moon, when even the moon is shrouded in darkness," Shade said.
"And then we will play?" the spirit asked.
"Yes. First we will find the Quileute child and after I devour him then we will usher in a new age of darkness," Shade said.

In San Diago, in a small clothing store an old woman was in the middle of measuring a dress.
The store was called Grandma Spiders. The woman owned the store.
Business was going good for her; lots of people came to her for clothes. They were always well made and soft on the skin.
Just then she heard the door jingle and turned to address her customer. Instead she found an old hunch back with a large sack and a wooden flute.
"Kokopelli? Is that you?" she asked adjusting her glasses.
Kokopelli smiled warmly. "Hello old grandmother. How are you doing? It's been a long time," Kokopelli said.
"Only two hundred years. How have you been? Staying out of trouble I hope?" she asked setting down her measuring tape.
"More or less. Listen, I hate to bother you. But an old friend of ours is in trouble," Kokopelli said.
"Oh?"
"Earth Shaker, Old Blood, Father Fate, ring any bells?" Kokopelli asked.
"Oh my, that takes me back. I haven't seen him in a long time. Not since I made him that nice coat. What does he call himself now?" she asked.
"Terra."
"Mmm, a nice name. He always did chose nice names for himself. Then again when you are immortal you pick up names like a bee collects pollen. I sensed him a few days ago. My gosh I haven't sensed him unleash his power like that in a very long time. Pray tell was he fighting that spirit? The dark one from the olden days?"
"He calls himself Shade," Kokopelli said.
The old woman rolled her eyes. "Wow, a shadow spirit naming himself after something that has something to do with darkness. Typical. Better than his original name. The Great Devouring Darkness that Rots the Earth."
"You know him?" Kokopelli asked.
"Son, I was running around when the dinosaurs were in their prime. This spirit is really bad news. Like me he is one of the ancient powers. I have to give...Terra? Credit though, the fact he was able to fight one of the old powers shows how far he has come up in the world. I still remember when he was running around calling himself a god."
"Yeah well he needs help, some major stuff is about to go down and he needs some help," Kokopelli said.
The old woman smiled. "Wow, he is actually asking for help. That must have hurt his pride. Alright, I am in," she said.
"Really?"
"Kokopelli, I meant it when I said Shade is bad news. I remember the havoc he caused in the old days. I even fought him a few times myself. And let me tell you."
Spider legs grew out of the old woman's back and she smiled as she flexed them.
"I have always wanted a rematch!"

Terra stood over some cliffs, watching the sun set.
Jake came up behind him and stood next to him.
"It is all set," he said.
"Good. You know Jake, you don't have to be there, Qahla and I can handle everything," Terra said.
"I won't let him die Terra. None of us will. To much has been sacrificed to let him die. I intend to find a way to make him human again," Jake said.
"The only way to do that requires a sacrifice," Terra said.
"But why? Utlapa didn't need to sacrifice anyone. He just had the spirit warriors donate some blood," Jake said remembering Taha Aki's memory of the event.
"The problem is you don't just remove this kind of power from its vessel. It is a part of Qahla, to remove it would simply kill him; it would be like removing a vital organ from him. Sacrificing another being will cause their life-force to heal the wound that will be made when it is extracted," Terra said.
"Why don't you do it? You are immortal," Jake said.
"But I would come back Jake, nature isn't as easy to trick as you think. Once I return to life a life would be owed and nature like the Devil always collects what it is owed."
Jake sighed. "I thought magic was supposed to be simple."
Terra laughed. "Shows what you know."
"Who were on that list you gave Kokopelli?" Jake asked.
"Some old friends," Terra said simply.
"Could you be more cryptic?" Jake asked.
"This land had deities long before the pale faces showed up with their Bible. They still live here, they still interact with the mundys like they did in the olden days."
Jake remembered a while back when Terra mentioned off handily about gods that still existed in the world. At the time he hadn't taken him seriously. The idea of all the gods and goddesses he read about really existing was too much for him to comprehend.
But now?
"Wait...you had Kokopelli go round up some gods to help us fight Shade?" Jake asked.
"Well, we need all the help we can get," Terra said.
"Why didn't you ask them for help sooner?" Jake asked.
"I didn't need their help then, I need it now," Terra said.
"Will they get here in time to help?" Jake asked.
Terra shrugged. "It depends on how long it takes for Kokopelli to find them," Terra said.
"How long could that be?"
"Depends on whether they are still on this plan of existence," Terra said.

In a gym in British Columbia a woman stood in the center of a blue mat
She was surrounded by seven men, but she did not look afraid or even intimidated, in fact the men who were all large and rather burly looked like they would rather be somewhere else at the moment.
The woman was six foot three, she was rather muscular for a woman, she wore a black sports bra and tight spandex short showing off her six pack abs and muscular physique. Her hair was cut crop short and her jaw was square.
She cracked her neck and took a deep breath. "Begin!"
All the men rushed her at the same time. Kokopelli and Grandmother Spider arrived just in time to see her start fighting.
"Oh my," Grandmother Spider said.
In less than a minute all the men were on the ground, moaning in pain. The woman didn't even break a sweat, she just glared down at the men and snorted.
"You call yourselves men? More like a bunch of pussies, one hundred push-ups for your weak ass performance," she said.
The men all groaned and knowing better than to defy her began to do some push-ups.
The woman sat down on a chair in the corner, drinking a bottle of water handed to her by her assistant. Kokopelli and Grandmother Spider walked over to her. But before they could speak her assistant stood in front of them holding up a hand.
"May I help you?" he asked.
"Senx, you know who we are," Kokopelli said annoyed.
"What is your business with Miss. Qamaits?" he asked.
"Qamatis, we need to speak to you!" Kokopelli said to the woman.
She did not respond, instead she continued to play angry birds on her Iphone.
"I am sorry but if you desire to speak with Miss. Qamaits you must first speak with me," Senx said.
"Really?" Kokopelli asked. He sighed when Senx gave him a firm and determined look. "Please inform her that Kokopelli and Grandmother Spider wish to speak with her."
"One moment." Senx turned around and spoke to Qamaits. "Ma'am, Kokopelli and Grandmother Spider are here to see you."
"The hell do they want?" she asked.
Senx turned around. "May I ask the reason for this visit?"
"We wish to speak to her of a serious matter," Kokopelli said.
Senx turned back to Qamaits. "They say it of an urgent matter."
"Tell them I am busy," she said.
Senx turned to face them. "I am sorry but Miss-"
"Oh for the Creator's sake Qamaits we are right here!" Kokopelli yelled.
"Don't care," she said ignoring them.
Grandmother Spider spoke. "Qamaits, you speak with us right now. Stop being so stubborn, it's rude," she said sternly.
Qamaits sighed and put her Iphone down. "What do you want?" she asked.
"Finally. Terra sent us here to call in his favor," Kokopelli said.
Qamaits frowned. "The hell is Terra? I don't owe anyone by that name a favor. Senx, do I owe anyone called Terra a favor?" she asked.
Senx opened up a small flat lap-top computer and began to scroll through it. "No."
"He also goes by Pa Pa Tree Leaf, Flesh Weaver, Soul Eater," Kokopelli said.
Senx looked through his pad. "Oh yes, you actually owe him two favors. One for-"
Qamaits pushed him out of the way, knocking him to the ground. "To what reason does that old shaman have to call upon me?"
"You sensed the dark one has returned. He is up to no good and Terra has taken it on himself to take him out," Kokopelli said.
"Explain," Qamaits said.
Kokopelli took the time to explain to her the situation.
"Should have known. I have sensed the ancient power around the La Push area. Then I sensed the old darkness return then I sensed...Terra is it? I sensed him unleash his full power. Which is still sending ripples through the worlds. He must be serious to do such a thing."
"He is. The darkness intend to devour the Quileute child. We need not tell you what the consequences of that should he succeed," Grandmother Spider said.
Qamaits got a thoughtful look on her face. "Which darkness? Spirits know more then one malevolent entity has called itself that."
"The Great Devouring Darkness That Rots The Earth," Grandmother Spider said.
"Oh that guy and he calls himself Shade?" she asked with a frown.
"Yep," Kokopelli said.
"Shadow spirits, so unoriginal."
"I know right," Grandmother Spider said.
"Ah what the hell, Great Spirit knows I won't be getting a challenge here." she gave a disgusted look at the men who were still doing push-ups. "Humans, I remember the days when they would gladly break their bones to train and become stronger. Now they get a little boo boo and they cry like children. I fought an army of giants and turned their corpses into mountains. That's the problem with this age. To many softies running around belly aching about how unfair the world is."
"So you'll help?" Kokopellli asked.
"Of course I will, I can't very well forgo a debit now can I? Besides, maybe now I will finally get a real fight. Senx, watch over this place while I am gone and keep everyone in shape. I don't want them getting soft while I am gone."
"Yes Qamaits," Senx said bowing his head.
"Oh this is so nice, I can't wait to gather everyone else. It has been so long since so many of us fought together," Grandmother spider said happily.

Days passed, our heroes continued to plan and prepare.
Terra had a premonition of when Shade would attack and everyone prepared.
It was on the third night that Terra, Qahla, Jake, Sam, Jared, Paul, Embry, Quil, Colin, Brady and a few other wolves stood in the meadow along with the Cullens.
Terra was in his true form, ready for a fight, the effigy in his pouch.
Qahla sat on Jake's back, his face decorated with war paint.
Before they left La Push Terra and Qahla cast protective charms and enchantments on every house and building in La Push to protect the people from any spirits that might be sent to invade the tribe during the battle as a precaution.
A distance away the shamans were preparing to cast the spell as soon as Shade arrived. They would sense his presence and summon the deceased shifters. Quil was not happy because Claire was there, but she was needed to complete the circle.
Terra and Qahla combined their magic to create a circle of protection around the mystics that would both hide them from sight and keep them safe. Qahla made especially sure the circle was strong, not wanting any harm to befall his best friend.
Before he left Claire gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Qahla was stunned, his face turned redder then a tomato. He had never been kissed by a girl save his own mother. But it also helped give him courage and hope for the future.
Quil was not bothered by the kiss, he was fully aware of Claire's crush on the little Quileute boy. He thought it funny how Qahla reacted to the kiss.
Terra and Qahla were nervous and jittery. Terra hid it well but Qahla did not. Terra and he knew that this night would be the end game. That whatever happened would be something final. Their mystical instincts told them this, though they were not sure if this was a sign in their favor or not.
Nessie was in La Push with Billy the elders and the imprints, she had wanted to come and fight but her parents wouldn't even let her be with the shamans. She was like Bella in the way she hated the idea of being useless and powerless to help her loved ones.
"The shamans will be safe right?" Jake asked.
"Yes, they may feel the blast but it won't hurt them," Terra said.
"When will this guy show up?" Emmett asked.
"Soon. But we should send out the welcome mat. Qahla take off the bracelet."
Qahla took off his bracelet. The one Terra made from the remains of the stone that used to be his prison. It helped to dumb down his power, keeping it in check. Once he removed it his power flared.
Qahla did his best to keep it in check, so it would not overwhelm his friends. But even with the little Quileute concentrating on keeping his power at a low level the others could still feel it like heat from a giant burning furnace.
"That will get his attention," Terra said.
It didn't take long for something to happen. A cold wind blew through the night, a sudden chill to the bone was felt. Vampire or werewolf felt it, it was a chill of the mind not of the body.
That cold feeling you get when you are in total darkness, alone but yet something inside you says there is something in the dark.
"They are here," Qahla said.
"They are," Terra said.
Sounds could be heard in the dark, quick, scuttling sounds. Then through the darkness eyes began to appear, shades of yellow, purple and red.
Then bodies began to appear from the darkness. Many were like the creatures Jacob and his group encountered in the tunnels beneath Seattle. Some were larger and more hideous.
They began to creep closer, like a slithering snake closing in on its prey. Their maws snapped hungrily.
"Lux," Terra said tapping his staff on the ground.
His staff glowed with a bright light and the night was filled with a horrible screeching as the light burned them.
"YOU!"
A scarlet red light shined from the darkness. The shadow spirits flocked to that wicked light, instead of weakening them it seemed to empower them; they basked in it like a flower that had gone for too long without sunlight.
The light died down revealing a pair of scarlet red eyes. Then the darkness reformed and melted around those eyes and Shade appeared.
He glared at Terra. "You should be dead!"
"Five million," Terra said with a grin.
Shade's eyes fell on Qahla and he smiled. "How nice, you brought dinner. Now I don't have to tear through that piss ant reservation to find him."
Qahla took a deep breath. He forced back the fear he felt for this creature. He wanted to run and hide something about Shade made him feel so terrified and scared. But he put that aside, he could not run. He would not run.
"Creature! As the heir of Taha Aki I-"
"Don't you dare presume to order me around you little bastard!" Shade hissed. "Heir indeed. You are an oddity of nature, Taha Aki would have killed you himself had your mother not stopped him. All this is because of you. You should have staid in that stone, lost and forgotten as Taha Aki intended."
"That'snot...you know not what you talk about!" Qahla said, his voice breaking.
"But I do, for I am darkness in its purest form. You all think you are so brave, but I see through you all, I see all your fears and insecurities."
"Steel yourselves, do not let his words affect you!" Terra yelled.
Shade turned his gaze to Rose. "Lovely Rosalie. So beautiful, yet even you have your thorns. But that didn't keep you safe from your fiancé and his friends. Does your sweet Emmett know the memory of your transformation pales in comparison to the memory of that faithful day when they enjoyed plucking every petal and thorn you had to offer? Does anyone know how there are days when you can't look in the mirror without feeling like a dirty whore because of what they did?
Rose snarled showing off her teeth, Emmett took her hand in his and whispered into her ear. Calming her down.
Shade turned his gaze to Embry. "Ah look, another bastard. Tell me Embry, how does it feel to know your very existence could destroy a family? Billy, Quil, Joseph. Which would you prefer as a father? I suppose Joseph would be the preferred option, but then again why should anyone settle for an abusive drunk. Right Sam?"
Shade's words worked their way into the minds of those he spoke to. Rose felt humiliated, she felt weak. She felt dirty. What Shade spoke was the truth, even after all these years the memory of what Royce and his friends did to her still haunted her. The memory of her rape still made her feel dirty and unclean.
Embry had to endure every day knowing that the identity of his father could destroy a family. Billy and Quil were good men, from good loving families. But if one of them were his father it could ruin their reputations and tarnish their reputations with their families. Joseph was the most preferred as some might think, he was long gone and everyone knew how horrible he had been before he left. But even Embry could not hope for such a thing because who would want an abusive drunk for a father.
"Do not listen to him!" Terra said.
"Carlisle, the noble vampire with a hart of gold. But how sad is it you had to lose your humanity to become a better person? How many did you condemn to the stake Carlisle? Not nearly as many as your father of course. You still hear their screams; still smell the scent of their burning flesh. Your no better than Aro pretending to be a benevolent man."
Esme put her hand on his shoulder, lending him support.
"And look, a broken woman comes to lend what support she can to her feeble husband. A woman so weak she married a man who would just as soon beat her as look at her just to appease her parents. Maybe that is why your child did? A weak mother will only birth weak children."
The dark spirits cackled and cooed with joy, their sadistic nature thrived on the pain Shade's words were having on those gathered.
"Finally there is little Alice."
Jasper stood in front of his wife, glaring at Shade.
"Oh you are my favorite little one. Of all those hear your pain is truly the sweetest. And what's more you don't even know the true depths of the horror of your past. You think you know but you don't. Shall I tell you Alice? Would you like to know the tragedy that is your life? You who can see the future but knows not of her own past? The Greeks would have loved to make a play about you my dear."
Terra glanced in the direction where the shamans were, many miles away.
"Blasted children what is taking you so long? If I can create a horde of shambling zombies then you can summon ghosts," he thought to himself.
"But enough with the chatter, it is time for some fun. Oh Samuel, let us bring forth that resentment you harbor in your heart. How much anger do you hold for Jacob? You took the title of alpha until he was ready, how you couldn't wait for him to take it from you, you never wanted to be an alpha. But he was always to busy moaning over Bella and you did your duty and continued to rule the pack. Then when you needed him most he turned on you, humiliated you. Now he rules your pack thanks to Terra's trickery."
Resentment and anger began to build in Sam, the whole pack could feel it, they could feel it directed at Jake.
"He's right!" Sam growled.
He turned to glare t Jake, baring his fangs.
"Stand down Sam!" Jake ordered.
"Embry, what about those bitter feelings you hold for your friends. You want to know so badly, since you were a child who your daddy was. But you dare not find out for their sake. If only you didn't care, if only you could not hear their thoughts, hoping you never find out. Just leave the circle and go ask your mother."
Embry actually turned and was about to leave to go to La Push and demand his mother tell him the truth. But roots grew from the ground and snared his limbs.
"Don't no one leave! My light keeps us safe from the spirits! If you leave they will swarm you like an a hungry school of piranhas!"
"Your power is nothing compared to mine Terra, or did our duel not prove that?" Shade asked.
"In case you forgot I am still alive Shade."
"Only because your life is difficult to snuff out. Without that power you would be long since dead," Shade sneered.
"Believe me, death is the one thing I wish could achieve," Terra said.
"Don't worry, once I devour the child I will do my best to make sure you stay dead. But first I need to continue to torment you pathetic little army," Shade said.
"I don't think so," Qahla said.
He clapped his hands together and began to chant spell in Quileute. A gentle yellow light emanated from the ground, all the negative feelings the group had been feeling since Shade arrived were washed away.
"You use a simple Quileute cleansing chant to protect your allies from my power? How?" Shade asked.
"The spell may be simple but even a simple spell may have powerful results when enough power is put into it. And power is resource I never lack," Qahla said.
"A trait we both share. Time to end this. Kill them all!" Shade yelled.
The darkness spirits all rushed the group some were melted by Terra's light and Qahla's magic but the stronger ones survived and the battle began.
Shade did not enter the fight preferring the spirits to do the fighting for him.

Meanwhile the shamans sat in a circle.
Collin and Brady were with them, an extra precaution.
Seth and Leah stood in the center of the shamans, their hands bound together with a red string. Their blood had already been drawn and tossed into the fire so the scent of fresh blood would drawn in their ancstors.
"Is this necessary?" Leah asked.
"It's just as Terra told us to do it," Rachel said.
"Man can you guys feel that? That spirit is worse when it is closer. I feel like I should find a rock or a hole to hide in," Tommy said.
"Terra did warn us Shade's presence would affect us when he was closer," Kim said.
"Alright everyone join hands. Seth, Leah whatever you do, do not leave the circle or break the link," Rachel said.
"We won't," Seth said.
Rachel turned to Henry. "Alright Henry, your up."
Henry closed his eyes and began to chant. He had spent days remembering this incantation. Since his magic was more geared towards death he would cast the spell, using the magic of the circle for a little extra omph.
Everyone waited, waited for a sign that the spell was working. A tingling sensation, a ominous gust of air. But nothing happened. They waited and waited and waited.
Finally after a few moments Leah spoke.
"Any time now," she said.
"Henry what is wrong?" Rachel asked.
"The spirits won't shut up," Henry said with a frown.
"Spirits? What spirits?" Kim asked looking around.
"Not the spirits like the ones we have been fighting. I mean the spirits of the dead, since Terra started training me my ability to speak with the dead has gotten stronger. Their all around us right now and they are annoying as hell. Some are asking me to tell a loved one they love them, others are asking me to do them a favor. Even though they should be aware that this is not the right time!" he yelled.
"Excuse me spirit people, could you please be quiet so we can cast this spell?" Claire asked.
"Don't bother, they won't listen," Henry said. He cocked his head to the side. "What? Who are you? Okay so I am a little rusty on the Quileute so sue me, Jake couldn't speak it either and he is the chief...fine! You're so good you do it!"
A look of horror crossed his face. "No! That wasn't an invitation! Don't-"
He slumped forward, he did not move.
"Henry?" Tommy asked.
Henry straightened up and opened his eyes. Everyone gasped when they saw his eyes had gone completely white.
"No, Ephraim is my name," he said, his voice was not his. It sounded much older, much deeper.
"Ephraim? Ephraim Black?" Rachel asked.
"Yes child, it is I. Forgive the intrusion, but young Henry was doing a poor translation of the spell I figured I could lend a hand. I am sorry you all have to endure this challenge. Had I known the truth of what was hidden in that box I would not have sent that letter to this generation."
"Hey, don't say that! Then Qahla would still be stuck in that stone!" Claire said.
Henry/Ephraim smiled. "I meant no offense to the little one child. But some things are best left undisturbed. Had Qahla remained in his stone then none of this would be happening. But what is done is done. Now we must quickly act."
Henry/Ephraim took a deep breath and began to chant. And that was when they all felt it. Magic.
Shapes began to appear around them, gray misty shapes that everyone feared were the shadow spirits.
But then they took on a more clear shape. Dozens of men stood around them. All Quileute men, a few wore jeans and flannel shirts, but others from older generations wore breech cloths and animal skins with wolf headdresses.
Henry opened his mouth and a gray smoke escaped from his mouth. It condensed into a form, that of Ephraim Black.
"Do not break the circle or the connection. May the spirits favor us this night!"
The warriors all faded. Henry took a deep breath and opened his eyes. "Did it work?"

Fusedtwilight: Next chapter is yet another epic fight. Plus the Native American gods show up to fight. Will they be able to defeat Shade?
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