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Pups and Tykes

Chapter 27

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Carlisle P.O.V

While the wolves slept me and my sons stayed up and talked with the brothers. To be able to talk to such unique beings was truly an honor. To think all these years I thought I was the first animal eating vampire (Or vegetarian vampire) and it turns out others had discovered the secret millennia before me.

Too bad they were persecuted for it. I knew from my time with the Volturi the Romanians had been harsh rulers compared to the Volturi, but I had no idea. Aro was no saint by far, but at least he accepted my nature. True he had been curious and wanted to study me, but still he took me into his coven and treated me like another member of his coven.

Only now I think he may have been thinking I may have met the brothers. Did he suspect them to be alive? Was that why he kept me around? To see if I could somehow lead him to them? Or maybe he hoped I had some secret talent like the brothers did.

Lord knows they are the most powerful and talented vampires I have ever met.

"Why thank you," Aristide said.

""Will you stop doing that, it's weird," Akakios said.

"We read each other's mind all the time," Aristide said.

"Yeah but we have a connection, besides its rude to read another's mind without their permission."

"Oh, he is right, I am terribly sorry, I am not used to trying to block out people, and we have not had guests for so long."

"No offense taken." I waved my hand. "I thank you again for breaking your isolation and helping us."

"We are not doing it out of the goodness of our hearts," Akakios said. "That nexus opens up and he gets out were all more fucked then a whore on ten dollar Tuesday."

"My brother, Mr. articulate," Aristide sighed.

"So how long have you been magic users?" Jasper asked curiously.

"Since we were human, like we said, our mother was a witch; before she died she passed down her knowledge of the arts to us. We continued to practice even after we were turned." Aristide began to sweep up the ashes from the fire. "Back then magic was stronger, more common, we weren't the only vampires who practiced."

"So what all can you do? I mean you can cast spells right?"

"Oh yes, we know all kinds of spells. Thanks to Akakios ability to commune with the dead he has learned powerful magic, ancient magic, and forgotten magic."

Akakios smiled prideful. "Are you affected at all by human blood?" I asked. They have been in isolation for so long, only feeding on animals, who knows how much that has dulled down their vampire instincts.

"Enough we could walk into a blood bank and not even be tempted to drink any," Akakios said.

"Amazing, if only we could show the others this, it could change everything."

"It will not be us who change everything, it will be you," Ekion said. He was lying down; his back was turned to us. "The day will come when vampires with golden eyes are more common then the red eyes, it will all be thanks to you Carlisle."

"What?" I asked confused.

"Many years from now nomads will seek you out to learn your ways, you will teach them, some will not be able to do it, others will be a roaring success," Aristide said.

"It has already begun, after your little run in with the Volturi, the sight of what a vegetarian vampire could do has made many nomads reconsider their way of life. Already they speak of the golden ones and how without a force of power they banished the Volturi," Akakios said.

"But if they had attacked we would have been wiped out," Jasper said.

"Doesn't matter, they came to kill you, and they left, the Volturi never leave. They sought out many of the nomads they had come with them, keeping them silent about their shame, but many survived. The day will come Carlisle Cullen when you…rule our world."

I stared at them in shock, me? The leader? "But Aro-"

"Things change, it is the way of the world, new world orders rise and fall, it is no different for our world," Aristide said.

"Just as the Romanians before, and the forgotten clan before the Romanians, the Volturi too will one day fall, and a new order will rise, with you and your family at its helm," Akakios said.

"But that's impossible; I can't rule over all the vampires, I can't have that kind of power."

"Which is what makes you a good ruler, it will be easy Carlisle. With so many vampires drinking animal blood our world will become more peaceful, we will be able to live alongside humans so much more easily. Your coven will last twelve thousand years, it will be a golden age for humans and vampires, with you leading the way for peace between humans and vampires."

"So great will this peace be I see that many Dhampires will be born, more half breeds like Nessie," Ekion said.

I looked at Edward and saw his eyes were wide and astonished.

"My god, is this the future?" he asked.

I knew then and there it was true. One day I would bring peace to all my people and even prosper peace between humans and vampires to the point where they conceive children.

"Wait," Jasper said. "We saw what happened with Bella and Nessie why would humans-

"By then technology will have advanced to the point where that little problem is solved," Aristide said.

"A word of caution Carlisle Cullen," Akakios said. "This is a possible future, it is not fixed. For if you fail to stop the nexus from being opened then all is lost and this vision will die….along with everyone else."

I ran my hand over my head. I wanted to believe the brothers, but the idea of me running the vampire world, of helping humans and vampire coexist where they breed a family, where my people learn to drink animal blood. It is just too much to take, no matter how sweet of an idea it is.

Aristide extended his hand. I looked at it then to him. I took his hand in mine and a rush of images flooded my head.

I saw me and Esme and our family. Nessie was grown up and Jake was still by her side. We were in a large room similar to the U.N. We sat at the center of the room. Hundreds of desks lined the floors; on each desk was a plaque with the flags of the world countries. I recognized a few faces; there was Tanya and her coven at one desk, Siobhan, Maggie and Liam along with a few new members.

I saw Alistair much to my surprise. He sat at a desk with a few unknowns. He still looked skittish and his eyes still darted around the room. A woman placed her hand on his and gave him a warm smile. He calmed down just a bit, I felt happy that he finally found someone to pull him out of that hole he hides in.

I saw many familiar faces, some were new to me. But one thing we all had in common was our eyes, everyone had golden eyes. We were going over new laws and meeting with humans that we hoped would help give us more rights.

We talked of voting rights, property rights, and stock rights. The same rights everyday normal humans had.

Aristide pulled his hand back. I felt my eyes burning; I knew I would be crying had my tear ducts not dried up years ago. Aristide smiled at me. "Another part of my gift, I can show images. These visions are what Ekion has seen. But only if you can stop the nexus from being opened Carlisle."

I felt my resolve build inside me. The drive I had in me before to stop the nexus from being opened was intensified a thousand fold. I will do everything in my power to make sure that vision comes true.

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Tristan P.O.V

I was in my garage working on my car. Whenever I was stressed or needed to vent I would work on cars or something mechanical. As soon as I graduated from school I opened my own shop. The fact I was able to stay open after all these years were a miracle. It was an even greater miracle I had stayed open due to the depression.

I was waiting for Stark to arrive with the item I requested. Hank was with me going over details of our up and coming plans. "I am sorry I let them get away Tristan."

"No need to apologize Hank, I highly doubt you could stand up to a single wolf shifter let alone several."

"I tried to get the others to let me take samples of their shifters so I could run some tests, they stared at me coldly and said no." he muttered.

I sighed. Hank was a genius; his love for science has been and will prove to be a valuable assistance to the cause. But it was also his greatest weakness. He had no wife, no kids; every waking hour was spent doing something medical.

"I hope we will still need the tanks, after all the money we invested on the damn things."

"We will, even when we get the power from the nexus. We will need spirit warriors to wield it after all," I said.

"I am not sure involving the other tribes in this is a good idea. How do we know we can trust them?"

"Can't be helped, if we are to find the seals and open the nexus we have to involve them now. Especially after the Quileute's took so many of our wolves."

"Where did you learn about these seals? I don't remember Merck saying anything about a seal before."

"That's because he did not know about them, I have a very reliable source who told me about them," I said.

"Who?"

"I cannot say. But I can say that they are in La Push." I smiled.

"What! Who?"

"I cannot say."

"Tristan!" Starks voice called out.

"In here!" I called back.

Stark came in with two wolves they two carried what I asked them to bring, it was wrapped in a small cloth.

"Over there," I nodded to the table next to my tool bench.

They placed it on the table and took off the cloth. "Isn't that the wooden plaque we found when we excavated Ozette village?" Hank asked.

"Yes it is, the very same." I wiped the oil off my hands. "This is one of the oldest pieces of our history." I ran my hands over the smooth wood. I took time to admire the well carved images that depicted the making of the nexus. "I have always prided our ability to remember the past, but at the same time adapt and move on to the future." I grabbed my hammer from the bench. "Sadly sometimes we must forget the past to move on to the future."

I raised the hammed and with all my might I brought down my hammer, smashing the plaque to pieces with every blow. By the time I was done it was nothing but splinters.

"Tristan what the hell!" Hank screamed.

"It was one of the seals Hank," I said putting the hammer back.

"What?"

"Our ancestors were clever. They knew there was a possibility their descendants would try to open it, so they made hundreds of seal. Some are items like the plaque, others are more…fleshy. We need not destroy all the seals, just enough to weaken the nexus enough where we can smash it open."

"You said hundreds Tristan, how are we going to find them all?" Stark asked.

"Time has taken care of that my friend. Over the years many of the seal have been unknowingly destroyed. Now we need only destroy twelve more seals and we will be able to crack it open." I turned to Stark. "I am sending you and some of the wolves with the Nez Perce to Oregon. There is something special there I need you to take care of."

Billy P.O.V

I was watching a game, a beer in one hand and a cast on the other. Good thing I was already in a wheel chair, because I was sure I would be in it already.

Charlie was over, I was trying to make things right between us, we had a bit of a falling out after he and Sue got together. I was upset he was getting with Harry's woman so soon after he died. But they were both adults, and they were my friends, all I want is for them to be happy, I know Harry would want them to be happy as well.

A knock on the door made the day seem to get brighter. "Billy Black! Get your crippled ass out here and greet me!"

"Who in blazes is that?" Charlie asked frowning at the door.

"An old friend," I laughed. "Get in here you old son of a bitch!" I called.

Josiah came walking in. He was one of the Quinault, a tribe real close to us. he and I had been good friends for years. He was one of the elders for his tribe. His hare had added a few white strands since last I saw him and he appeared to have gotten a bigger belly.

"What you can't use a phone now? I here you were in an accident and you can't call and let me know you are okay?" he smiled.

"I'm recovering you prick," I laughed, and then winced as a sharp jolt of pain shot through me.

"Yeesh, you are getting old." His eyes turned to Charlie. "Hello, I am Josiah, I think you are Charlie?"

Charlie got up and shook his hand. "Yeah that's me, your one of the elders from one of the other tribes right?"

"Yeah, I'm Quinault. Mind if I intrude? It's been a while since me and old Billy boy hung out."

"Fine by me, its Billy's house," Charlie said.

"Of course, join us," I said.

I handed him a beer and he sat next to Charlie, for the next hour we watched the game, cheered when our team scored, shouted and cursed when they didn't. It was pleasant, having my friends over and watching a game.

With everything that had happened lately it was great to just sit and relax and not have nothing to worry about, except for the pride of our team.

"Well I got to get going," Charlie said getting up.

"Already?" I asked disappointed.

"Sorry Billy, there is still a bunch of paperwork I need to do for those missing hikers," he said.

He gave me a look. I knew he meant the poor souls who fell victim to the werewolf. The same hikers whose bodies would never be found, because our wolves picked their bones clean and hid them. We still had no idea what to do with them. It felt wrong to leave them buried without a proper burial, but if we turned in the bodies it might raise questions that could expose us.

After all if they inspected the bones and saw wolf marks it would be open season on wolves. Shifter or otherwise.

"Okay, see you later," I said.

He left leaving me and Josiah alone. "So how have you been old friend?" Josiah asked.

"Could be better, wrecking my truck, some stuff going on with the kids, the usual," I said.

He sighed. "Yeah some shit has come to my tribe. Stuff we shouldn't get involved with but we will."

"Anything we can do to help?" I asked.

"Well that's the thing, your part of the problem Billy."

"What?"

"Billy I know about you and the wolves."

I froze, I dropped my beer and it landed on the floor. Beer spilled all over. "What?"

"You're not the only tribe Billy. Other tribes have their own protectors as well."

"How do you know?"

"Tristan of course. He's gathered a few of the tribes with shifters up to help him in his scheme."

"Tristan? Wait you have shifters? You're helping the little psycho?"

"Yes, yes and yes. It's ironic see, our shifters are dogs. Not wolves just dogs."

"Dogs?"

"They may not be big bad wolves but they get the job done. Remember the story of the woman and her dog? A family had a large powerful dog that protected them from harm. What the parents didn't know was that every night when they slept the dog would go into their daughter's room and lay with her as a man. Soon he was caught and killed, the girl soon learned she was with child and fled and had her children in secret, when they grew up the founded their own village not too far from the old."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.

"Because until a week ago I didn't know. I knew of the Makahs, about the Nez Perce and some of the others, never thought you lot would have your own guardians." He smiled.

"Why are you here Josiah? You know what Tristan plans yet you side with him?" I asked giving him a hard look.

"I am not pleased with it Billy. But Tristan has a point. Time has come we take back our land."

"So you're just going to let him evict millions of people for what their ancestors did? I have white friends Josiah as do you, what of them?" I asked.

"Tristan thinks we will let him get rid of all the pale faces. Truth is once we get the power back we'll only get rid of some of them. We'll keep the best of course. People like Charlie. Good honest people who will help make our new world a better place."

"What right do you have to make such decisions Josiah? No man does," I said.

"No. No one man or woman will make the choice Billy. A group of us will. Tristan thinks we trust him, but we know better. He is too motivated by what happened to his son to be trusted with such power. Billy I have known you for years, you are one of my best friends. You are wiser than any man I have ever known. Join us. Help us make the world a better place brother. Help take back our land, let's give our people the chance they deserve."

His eyes were pleading and begging. It was true, he was my best friend, and I had known him for years. I trusted him with my life even knowing he was on the others side.

"I am not fond of the way the world is now, in fact there are changes I would like to make. But I am one man; even on a council I can only add my voice to the chorus of the rest. We can change our lives Josiah, but we need not ruin the lives of millions just for our own sake. The day we start using the power of our forefathers in such a way is a dark day indeed. The land does not belong to us Josiah, nor does it belong to any other tribe or culture. The land belongs to all people."

He took a drink of his beer. "I really wish you would reconsider Billy," he said.

"I wish you would as well Josiah, This is not a path that should be trod lightly."

"It is a road worth taking though. I came here to warn you Tristan plans on taking something from you soon. I have informed Tristan we will not raise a hand against you. It's the best I have to offer you old friend. The others however won't hesitate to fight you. The Nez Perce, the Couer d'alene, and the Kathlamet."

"What animals are the tribes?"

"The Couer d'alene have horse shifters, the Nez perce have bear and the Kathlamet have Eagle shifters. Like I said I swear we will not help harm you or yours, but the others will make no exception Billy. I wish you would change your mind."

"I thank you for the warning Josiah, I hope one day we can once again share a beer and watch a game as friends," I said.

"Me to Billy, me to."

He got up and left closing the door gently on his way out. I quickly picked up the phone and began to call the elders. Things just took a nasty turn for our soon to be fight with the Makahs. We thought we had the advantage with the new wolves we got; now with so many tribes joining Makah, we may be in for a rude awakening.

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Erik P.O.V

I was in the book store helping grandma.

It was a slow day; we had only a few customers today. Who needs books when you have the internet after all? When you can just go to Amazon or some other website and just order the book to your house.

"Erik!" she called.

"Coming!" I called back.

I climbed down the ladder and went to the front desk. Grandma was sitting in her chair; her glasses were on as she was reading her book. She smiled at me when I walked up to her. "Erik why are you still here? You should be out getting a real job," she said.

"Grandma, finding a job now days is like finding a needle in a haystack. Besides, I like working with books you know that," I said.

Personally I thought grandma should sell the shop and use the money to make her life easier, or until I find a better paying job, but grandma loved her book store. I liked helping her out. I have been with her for six years now. She took me in when mom and dad died in that car crash.

I loved her so much, helping her in this dusty little book store is not a problem for me. "Yes, you get that from me, always had my head in the books, it helped me a lot when I graduated. You have a bright and shining future ahead of you Erik."

"Thanks grandma." I kissed her cheek.

"So, could you do me the tiniest of favors?" she asked.

"Any thing," I said.

She reached under her desk and pulled out a package in brown wrapping paper. "You know the La Push reservation?" she asked.

"Yes, in Washington?"

"Yes. This package I wish to send to an old friend there, her name is Sue Clearwater. The item it to precious and I fear sending it by mail, would you please go there yourself and deliver it?"

"What? Grandma that's too far away, I don't have the money for that kind of gas money. Besides who will help look after you while I am gone?" I asked.

"First off I am more than capable of taking care of myself. Second I have already got you your bus ticket." She handed me a white envelope. "It's in here and your bags are already packed."

"Bags? Grandma how long do you expect me to be gone?" I asked.

"Well I expect you will be tired by the time you get there. La Push is also a real lovely place, you should stay there for a few days, make sure the item is kept care of."

"I thought you trusted your friend Sue Clearwater to look after it?" I asked. Something was up with her, she seemed a little too eager to get me out of here.

"Well she will, but I also believe she needs some help around her house, her husband died two years ago and she has no one to help her around the house. Please, it's just a few days."

She gave that face I could not say no to. With her warm smile and brown eyes I would have done anything for her.

"Okay, when do I leave?"

"Now."

"Now?"

"Yes right now." She handed me the keys to her old truck. "I'll have a friend pick up my truck later, your bags are in the back and your bus leaves in thirty minutes."

"Thirty minutes! But it takes twenty to get to the bus station!" I shrieked.

"Well in that case you better hustle." She smiled.

"Grandma you are a devious young woman you know that," I said.

"Young woman huh? You cheeky thing." She kissed my cheek and gave me a hug.

Something was really wrong here. Everything seemed too rushed. She was trying really too hard to get me out of here. What was going on here?

"Alright now get going. You have a bus to catch."

She gave me one last hug and one more kiss on the cheek. "I'll call you when you get there," I said.

"Okay, be safe."

I clocked out and grabbed the envelope and the brown package. As I stepped out the door I looked back to her. For I second I thought I saw a sad look on her face, but instead I saw her usual smile. Maybe I didn't see anything. I waved goodbye and left the shop. As I walked over to her truck I kept looking back at our little book shop, a feeling of foreboding like something bad was going to happen.

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Merry P.O.V

I watched from the window as Stark got in the truck and drove off.

I sighed and went to go sit back on my chair. My grandson was smart; he gets it from my daughter who got it from me. I took great pride in him. My daughter and her husband deserve the most credit. He has come a long way from the sad, angry child he was six years ago. My only regret was that I will not be able to see him become a man.

I wish I could say I was not afraid, that my soul was ready, but I would be lying. You can never be ready for death or feel ready for an uncertain future. My sweet little boy had such hardships to face soon. I wish I could be there for him, to guide him through it all.

But I had faith. Faith in him, faith in our ancestors and the spirits to help guide him. I wish I could have told him sooner, to explain to him the heavy burden our family has had to bear for countless generations. How he was heir to a legacy old as rock and heavy as stone.

I grabbed the phone and dialed Sue's number. I had told a little white lie when I said her and me were good friends. I had only met her a handful of times. She was a good woman, with two strong children and from what I hear a grandchild. "Pick up." I hissed as the phone rang.

"Hello?" a female voice answered.

"Sue? Sue Clearwater?" I asked.

"Speaking," she said.

"You may not remember me but our husbands knew each other, but our husbands knew each other from the pow-wow. My name is Merry, Merry Kryst I am one of the Nez Perce."

A few seconds and I heard her do a sharp intake of breath. "Oh yes now I remember, it has been years how have you been?" she asked.

"I wish I can say better. Listen Sue, I hate to have to ask this of you, I know we hardly know one another, but I need you to protect my grandson, Erik."

"Why what is wrong? Are you okay?" she asked.

"Sue, this may sound strange and suspicious. I know about your wolves, I know right now you are in a war with Makah, I know about the nexus, right now I am sending you something very important."

A longer pause, I could practically hear how shocked she was. I could imagine her with her mouth open and eyes wide. "How?" she began to ask.

"I have no time to explain, the Makahs are on their way now with some of my tribes protectors. They seek one of the seals to the nexus; if they find it they will destroy it. I know what will happen if it is opened and I cannot stand by the elders while they allow this to happen." I took a deep breath. "I have sent Erik to Forks." I told her when and where to expect him. "Please protect him, I have sent a special package that will help explain everything. He does not know what is going on, nor does he know what is going on with the cold ones and wolves and all that. Please Sue, he is my only grandchild, please protect him."

"Come to La Push to Merry, we can protect you too," she said.

"Nay, I must buy Erik time to flee. They must not get their hands on him Sue, he is to important."

"Just wait, we can send someone there to-"

"No time, they will be here soon…tell Erik…I'm sorry and I love him. I will pray for you Sue, for you, your tribe and for us all."

I hanged up. I was feeling shaky so I went and made myself some tea. It helped sooth my poor nerves. Hours passed and soon night fell. I closed the curtains and made sure all the people were out of the store. I was sweeping the floor when I heard the bell over the door jingle. I tried to act normal but I know who it was, I knew what was about to happen, when I heard the door jingle my heart skipped a beat.

Taking a deep breath and putting on a smile I turned to the door. "I am sorry, but we are, oh why hello Jay."

Jay was a bear of a man. (Pun intended) he was the leader of our sleuth of Bears. The Makahs and Quileutes had wolves; we people of the Nez Perce had bears. They can run fast, not vampire fast, but what they lacked in speed they made up for in brute strength and their thick hides made it difficult for a vampire to sink their teeth into them.

Like all shifters they share a mind when they are in animal form, they find their soul mates when they look into their eyes, the gene skips a generation or two, triggered by anger. In human form they gain an increase in size and muscle mass, more so then the wolves…plus the extra hair.

"Hello Merry," he greeted bowing his head in respect. The bears with him did the same. They fanned out covering the doors and windows. They peeked outside; making sure no one was around to hear anything. Silly boys, like I could run from them.

They may not be as fast as vampires but they can more the outrun a human any day let alone an old lady like me. I saw the wolves with them. The Makah boys.

"Why Jay why didn't you phone ahead and I would have made some tea for everyone." I smiled.

"I am afraid this is not a time for tea ma'am," one of the Makah boys said.

"I'm sorry son, who are you?" I asked.

"Stark ma'am, I am the pack leader of the Makah wolf pack." He bowed his head respectfully.

"Pleasure to meet you Stark. How may I help you boys?"

"Merry we know why we are here," Jay said.

I just smiled. "Ah, I knew you would come. I asked the bones, they told me you would come soon, told me some more interesting details too."

"The elders have spoken Merry; it's time to reclaim what's ours. Just give us the seal and we will leave," Jay said.

I gave him a sharp look. "Do you really expect me to give you the seal?"

I could see the guilt in his eyes. I knew he was uncomfortable with what the elders had him doing. But he was loyal to the tribe and his people. Like a good solider he will follow his orders, no matter how much he hates to.

"Merry, please, don't make this any more difficult than it has to be." He pleaded.

"Ma'am, I know this is difficult for you, but it is for the greater good. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. We wish no harm to you; you are your tribe's wise woman, surely someone of your wisdom can see what must be done."

"That's right, I am the wise woman," I said. I reached down into my being and called to me the power of my people. I felt the power respond, like a flame responding to a gust of air to make it strong.

The room seemed to darken with shadows, the lights flickered. The smell of old and new books was filled with the smell of magic. They're bodies tensed, their noses flared, smelling the magic in the air. "Merry don't do this," Jay begged.

"I wish no fight Jay, least of all with you. But I will not allow this madness to pass," I said.

I flipped the broom so the handle was on the bottom. I struck the ground three times and summoned the magic in me. Had I been younger I might actually have stood a chance, but using magic is a tiring thing. Even more so in my age.

Muttering the prayer I summoned the wind to me. It was like a small hurricane was in my little shop. Books and paper flew around the room; the shifters braced themselves against my wind. "Get her!" Stark yelled.

Two of his wolves tried to rush me; I brought my broom up and slashed the air. A gust of wind met them half way and sent them back. Next I brought my hand up and with concentration I focused on the air in their lungs. I imagined the air become heavy and thick.

They clutched their throats and chests, gasping for breath. My outstretched arm began to get heavy; the magic was wearing me out to quick! If I could just kill them, squash their lungs like balloons. I did not want to kill these men, but they left me no choice. I had to protect Erik.

Jay lumbered toward me, I tried to will the air in his lungs to harden further but I was so tired now. I used the broom to support myself, my body was like lead. The air began to calm and I could feel the air soften in their bodies.

Jay grabbed my neck and I knew the time to join my ancestors had come. I felt a sense of relief and calm. I had no regrets. I had a full life, met many people, fell in love, and had a beautiful daughter, a perfect son in law and the best grandson in the world.

Something deep inside told me he would be fine, that his destiny lie in La Push, they would keep him safe.

Jay grip on my neck tightened and I dropped the broom. He looked at me with a hardened face but I could see the turmoil in his eyes. I held not grief against him. He was doing what he was raised to do. "Forgive me," he said.

I smiled. "I already have." I thought.

A quick twist and some added pressure, the last thing I heard was a distinctive snap. And I was gone.

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Stark P.O.V

I had not thought the old woman would be such a problem. I had underestimated her, a mistake I would never make when next I faced anyone wielding magic. I had seen Merck wield magic before but nothing like this. Then again I had never seen him provoked to use such power.

Jay stood over the corpse. His breathing still rough and labored. My own lungs were still heavy and felt like they were on fire. The woman was a force to be reckoned with to wield the element like that.

"Search the store, see if you can find the boy," I said. My Jay and the bears went searching the store for any trace. I walked up to Jay as he continued to stare at Merry, or what was left on her.

Even in death she seemed so frail. Her neck was at an odd angle, but her eyes were closed and her lips half parted, like she was in a deep peaceful sleep. I cursed the fates for this. Shamans of her level were rare these days. Such a fucking waist. Wise women, shamans, medicine men/woman, they were things to be treasured, protected.

I reminded myself that it would be okay, once the nexus was opened and our magic's released a whole slew of psychics would be born. The power brought forth would make what Merry had been capable seem like a mere illusion.

I placed a hand on Jay shoulder. "I am sorry you had to do this. But know once we release the nexus her loss will seem inconsequent-"

He whirled around and grabbed me by the throat. "I am not in the mood to hear you preach boy!" he snarled. My wolves came running in, teeth bared and growling.

Jay bears were behind them, they made a growl that was not human or wolf, but something larger, lethal. My wolves tried to watch them and me at the same time.

"Merry was the best of us, her power may be replaced, but her wisdom is lost forever. No magic can replace the kind of soul I just took."

My feet dangled in the air, if he did not release me soon I was going to phase. "I have known that woman since I was a cub. I used to help her for church, I used to trim her yard, and I used to help clean her house when her husband died. So do not dare lecture me on this, no amount of words will make me feel better for what I have done."

He released me and I landed on my knees. I gasped for breath, and my wolves came running to help me. "I'm fine," I gasped.

"Did you find anything?" Jay asked his bears.

"Nothing. We checked the room upstairs and his bags have been packed."

"Her truck is gone to, maybe he is at a friend's?" one of the bears suggested.

Just then we heard a beeping sound. It was coming from Merry. Jay bent down and as if he was afraid he would wake her very gently reached into her pocket and retrieved her cell.

"It's him," he said. He waited for it to stop. Then once it beeped to let us know it got a voice message he opened it and clicked the button. With my wolf hearing I heard the message.

"Hi grandma it's me, I am on the bus and heading for La Push, just figure I would call and let you know. I'll try you again later, I love you bye."

Jay's face had a flash of guilt.

"La Push? Why the hell is he going there?" one of the bears asked.

"Obviously Merry knew we were coming and sent him off to La Push," I said.

"Shit! Quick we need to find him before he gets there!" one of the bears said.

I pulled out my cell; I had internet access and began to search for bus's leaving for La Push. "Found him, his bus left ten minutes ago, I have the path. Let's go!" I said.

We all headed for the door, except Jay. He stood over Merry's body, just staring at her, a look of deep sorrow etched on his face. "Jay?"

"I'm coming!" he snapped.

He bent down and gently ran his fingers over her cheek. "Forgive me Merry, if there was another way…I promise it will be quick."

He got up and pushed pass me. I sighed. I hope he steels himself; we have a lot more blood to spill before the night is over.

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Seth P.O.V

We waited for the guy to show up. Mom got a call from some woman asking her to look after her grandson.

Apparently the old woman knew stuff about the war and stuff and her grandson (who was blissfully ignorant) had stuff we needed to know to help with the nexus and stuff.

Me, Kouga, Brian, Sid, and William were waiting for his bus to get here. I wanted to stay with Tony but this kid was supposed to be really important. It was probably overkill to have so many wolves but better safe than sorry.

The bus pulled up and we looked for him as he got off. He was about my age. He held a brown package under one arm and a gym bag under his other. His skin was tan like ours and his hair dark. "Erik?" I called.

He looked up and when he saw us his eyes bugged out. I still got a kick out of seeing people react to our appearance. I mean it was a chilly November afternoon but we wore jean shorts with summer shirts on. Add our freakish height and we were a sight to behold.

He nervously walked up to us. "Um, hi. Uh I think you are from La Push right?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm Seth Clearwater. Your grandmother asked we meet with you. She was very…adamant you are kept safe," I said.

His cheeks got a tinge of pink from embarrassment. "Really grandma?" he hissed under his breath.

"Do you have any bags?" I asked.

"Yes there in the compartments on the side though," he said.

"We'll get them," Sid said.

He and Brian went to go grab his bags. "They're the blue ones." Erik called after them.

They grabbed his bags and walked back over. "Let's go," Brian grunted.

As we headed for the van I noticed Erik kept on looking at us funny. "Something wrong?" I asked.

"Sorry for staring, you just remind me of some guys from home," he said with an embarrassed smile.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well back on my res there are some people, they're like you, tall, buff, were little clothing and seem to be warm even when it is cold out."

He really had our attention now. I saw everyone's gaze sharpen on him. He noticed and shrunk back a little. "What reservation where you from again?" Brian asked.

"Nez Perce," he said.

I saw the Makah wolves eyes widen in surprise and understanding. "Interesting." Was all Sid said.

We continued to walk but I noticed they seemed to be more on guard, I saw their eyes watching everything that moved, like they were waiting for danger. I knew something he had said about the Nez Perce had set them off. I walked up besides Kouga and whispered so only us wolves could hear. "What's wrong?"

He whispered back. "Remember those other shifter tribes we told you about? The Nez Perce are one of them."

"What? Is he a shifter?" I asked. He doesn't smell like a shifter. But I only met wolf shifters in my life.

"No, but if he is from the Nez Perce rez then it explains why his grandma sent him here. Billy got a visit from an old friend from the Quinault reservation. He warned Billy his tribe and some of the other shifter tribes have joined Makah."

"What!"

"Yeah. The Nez Perce are one of the tribes Seth. Tristan now has enough shifters on his cause to be a big time threat. Even with all the wolves and even the Cullens helping he has enough shifters to even things out."

I looked back at Erik then to Kouga. "What kind of shifters are the Nez Perce?"

"Bears."

"Bears?" Man, Emmett is going to be a happy camper. I wonder how he would feel fighting a bear that can actually go toe to toe with a vampire he will be begging to fight one.

"Yeah, they aren't as fast as wolves, but their insanely strong. In human form they are stronger than us, in bear form they can go toe to toe with vampires."

"Crap!"

"Yeah, plus their fur and hide is so thick it is tough for even a vampire to sink their teeth into them. They are really tough to take down, easier to take down if there are more of you and one of them, but if we are going up against the whole damn sleuth we are in serious trouble."

"Sleuth?" I asked confused.

"It's what you call a group of bears, like how you call a group of wolves a pack," he said.

"What are the other tribes? Who joined and what are they?"

"Quinault are dogs, Kathlamet are eagles, and the Couer d'alene are horses," he said.

"Add your people as wolves and the Nez Perce as bears and we have a big problem. I mean eagles? That could be a serious problem if they can just swoop down and snatch us from the air."

"The horses are bad too, they are faster than vampires faster than us," he said.

"No way!" I said. The idea there was something faster than a vampire or us wolves was flabbergasting.

"Exactly, Tristan has some powerful allies now Seth, I th-"

He stopped what he was saying and looked behind us sharply. I looked too but I saw nothing. We were along in the parking lot of the bus station, no one was around. The parking lot was almost deserted except for a few cars. "What is it?" I asked.

"They are coming," he said.

"Who?" Erik asked.

Kouga ignored him and looked at his father. He said something in the Makah language to his family and they responded frantically.

"What's going on?" Erik asked.

I realized what was going on. I remembered Kouga's gift. The power that allowed him to sense shifters and I knew who they were.

"How many?" I asked.

"Ten, five wolves and five bears," Kouga said.

"Bears? Wolves? What are you people talking about?" Erik asked.

"Surely they won't star something in human form?" I asked.

"They are in animal form and they are running here!" Kouga said.

"What! Why the hell would they do that? We're in Seattle," Bryan said.

"Will someone tell me what the hell is going on?" Erik screamed.

Just then the wolves and bears showed up. Just as Kouga said they were in animal form. I thought we wolves were huge but next to the bears we looked so puny. My god they were huge!

"Oh my god!" Erik shouted. His face had paled considerably.

Bryan let out a wolf howl soon there was a chorus of wolf howls to respond. We had reinforcements come with us just in case something like this had happened. They were to stay hidden until called. I was glad we brought them.

"Take the boy and run!" Bryan yelled, he tossed the keys to the van to me. Without another word I grabbed a frozen Erik. I heard the sound of phasing and turned in time to see the others phase. Erik made a sound like a whimper or a yelp as he saw them phase.

I tossed him into the van and by the time I put in the key and started the van, the sound of inhuman growls and metal being crushed filled the air. Erik was looking behind us with a look of pure terror.

"Don't look!" I snapped.

I took off then, trying not to go so fast as to attract police attention but fast enough to haul ass. Once I reached the city limits I sped up and grabbed Bryans phone and dialed mom.

"Hello?"

Mom it's me!"

"Seth what's wrong?"

"We got him, but the wolves showed up with some of the Nez perce in bear form, they were in animal form mom! In the city!"

"Where are the others?"

"Back there fighting them, Bryan called in the others; I am on my way home!"

"I'll have some of the others escort you home, where are you now?"

I told her the route I was taking.

"Alright, I have them meet you and follow you, come straight home!"

"Please what is going on? What the hell was that?" he asked.

"Look Erik I don't have the time to tell you everything, I know you are scared but I need you to trust me, you are in danger and I am trying to protect you. When we get to La Push I promise to fill you in."

He reached into his pocket and grabbed his cell. "Who are you calling?"

"My grandma," he said. After a few seconds he cursed. "Damn it why isn't she answering."

I sighed. I checked the mirrors and was sure we weren't being followed. I wasn't. I can't believe what just happened. The Makahs just attacked us in broad daylight. I hope to god no human was around to see it. (Beside Erik that is.) They must really want that brown package to risk exposure like that.

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A little less of an hour later we arrived in La Push. I drove home, it was packed. The elders and a ton of the wolves were there waiting for us. "What is going on?" Erik asked.

"Just wait, I promise," I said.

We got out and went inside. The elders and mom were in the living room. "Have they called yet?" I asked referring to Kouga and the others.

"Yes, they got banged up pretty good, but everyone is safe. The Nez Perce and Makahs took off once they heard the sirens. The parking lot is a wreck though," mom said.

"Wait Nez Perce? My people were those monsters!" Erik screamed hysterically.

"Calm down son," Billy said. "Allow us to explain. But first what is in that package?"

"This, my grandma told me to give it to Sue Clearwater, said it was important," Erik said.

"May we see it? We suspect it is the reason you were attacked," Billy said.

"Sure, if it will keep those things from me."

He handed Billy the package and Billy tore off the brown paper and opened the box. Inside was that plastic bubble stuff used to protect delicate items. Billy frowned and held up a picture that was framed that showed Erik and an old woman who I assume was his grandma.

Erik took it with a confused look. "I don't understand?" Erik said.

"There is more," Billy said. He reached in and pulled out a disk. "I think it is a DVD."

Sue took it and popped it into the DVD player. We waited a few minutes for it to load. Then an old woman appeared. "Grandma?" Erik asked.

"Hello everyone, you don't know me but I am Merry, I hope you arrived okay Erik. Now Erik I need you to trust me, and trust the Quileutes, they are friends and will help protect you from the Nez perce. Now, you probably want to know why you need protection. Especially from our people?"

She took a deep breath.

"Erik, a long time ago our ancestors along with the ancestors of the other tribes sealed away the magic of the tribes in a place called the nexus. Recently the Makah elders have sought tom unleash that power and reclaim the magic, sadly our people have sided with them."

"Is this for Real?" Erik asked.

Mom paused the DVD. "Yes Erik. We do not know why but your grandma wanted us to protect you. Did she give you anything? Anything at all?"

"Only the package and the envelope with my ticket," he said.

"Keep going," Billy said.

Mom his play.

"Now I know you think this is a joke, but this is no laughing matter," Merry said firmly. "Listen well, all of you. When the nexus was made our ancestors made it so there was only two ways to open it. One was when the stars were in proper alignment. Another was to destroy the seals the keep the nexus closed."

"Seals? What seals?" I asked.

"Shhhh!" everyone said.

"The seals are powerful magical items. Items that look like everyday Native American things. Totems, charms, all kinds of things. But our ancestors were wise; they knew some seals needed to be kept under constant guard. So some seals….were sealed inside people, and those seals are passed down from blood to blood…Erik, my sweet boy, you are one of the seals."

"What! I'm some magical seal!" Erik asked the screen.

"Not all the seals need be destroyed. Just enough where the Makahs and the others who have sided with them can use their shamans to break the nexus open themselves. Now many seals were made, many which have been destroyed over the centuries. A lot was lost during the days the white men began to claim the land for themselves. I know not of any of person who has the seal in their blood, you may be the last. Erik, I was once the seal, as was your mother, the seal is passed from parent to child. That is why our tribe's protectors want you; they want to kill you to destroy the seal."

"But how can I get rid of it? I don't want to be a seal!"

She answered as if she heard him. "The only way to rid yourself of it is to sire a child and the seal will pass to them. I am sorry, so sorry you had to get involved in this mess." Her eyes looked sorrowful. "I saw this coming when I read the bones; I am our tribe's shaman you see. The bones told me they would come for you to break the seal, but I could not let them, that's why I quickly sent you to La Push. Erik, I want you to know I love you, you were the greatest joy in my life, along with your mother, I am so proud of you…but by the time you watch this I will be dead."

Erik staggered back like someone just hit him in the face with a hammer. I grabbed him in time to keep him from falling. "I am so sorry, I wish I could change things, but I cannot. All I can do is give you this chance at life, Quileutes, please protect my grandson, not just because he is a seal but because he is my life as well. And know that not everyone in the tribes agree with Tristan's plans, there are those like me willing to fight. I wish I could help you more, but all I can offer you is my grandson and the knowledge of the seals."

She looked at everyone as if she could see us. "I will watch over you all, especially you Erik; I pray you will stop Tristan." She looked at Erik. "I love you Erik, goodbye."

The DVD stopped and the room was in silence.

"Grandma…no," Erik sobbed.

I patted his back while the others began to talk about seals and what not.

"What's going on?" Tony asked.

He walked into the living room looking around in confusion. Erik looked up at Tony, his face tear struck. Tony began to shake a little, his eyes glazed over and focused on Erik, he looked at him like….oh…..oh no.

Fusedtwilight: So yeah, Tony just imprinted on the new guy, who is one of the seals and apparently Carisle will one day be the vampire president. Next chapter danger comes knocking on Nessies door, will Jake and the others be able to save her? And the brothers reveal a surprising secret about imprinting. Please review.
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