Adult-FanFiction.org : Books

Sin's Of The Father	By : fusedtwilight Category: Twilight Series > General Views: 2998 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or make any money from this story.

Chapter List
- 26
- 27
- 28
Sins of the Father

Chapter 28

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta Animegirlkiki for the beta. Sorry it took so long to update, been really busy as of late.
The fight was intense; swarms of shadow spirits attacked them.
Qahla sat on Jake's back, firing spell after spell that would disintegrate the shadow spirits.
The others did a decent job at fighting the spirits, the Cullen's used the lanterns Terra provided to blast the spirits with powerful bolts of light, the weaker ones were instantly disintegrated but the stronger ones endured.
The wolves tore into the spirits, ripping them to shreds.
Terra himself fought along with them, he fought with both a grace and a terrifying elegance that only thousands of years of practice could bring. His movements were fluidic and controlled and yet unpredictable. Many spirits tried to attack him but not one managed to touch him.
A cold wind began to blow, Terra, Shade and Qahla sensed something magical happening. Shapes moved from the trees, grey misty things that took the form of men.
Some wore clothing that was modern, but others wore loin cloths or breech cloths, harkening to an older time.
Everyone stare in wonder as the ghosts appeared. Carlisle spotted Ephraim Black amongst the ghosts. He nodded to Carlisle in respect.
"You know, I never dreamed when I made that treaty with you that we would one day be kin."
"And I did not think I would help defend your people from evil spirits but here we are old friend," Carlisle smiled.
"I thank you for the assistance," Ephraim said.
Qahla was looking around wildly. Then he found who he was looking for.
"Father!"
Taha Aki and many other Quileute men congregated around Jake and Qahla.
"Hello my son. We have come to fight by your side," he said.
Qahla looked at the other Quileute's who like Taha Aki were dressed in old school Quileute clothing. They all bore a strong resemblance to the ancient chief.
"Who are these people?" he asked.
"These are your brothers Qahla," Taha Aki said with a smile.
"Oh...um...hi," Qahla said, nervous to be meeting his younger brothers.
"It is nice to finally meet you big brother," one of the Quileutes said with a smile at his own joke.
Qahla was technically Taha Aki's firstborn son but he was also younger than any of them.
"Qahla, you do your family and tribe proud this night. Now, let us fight by your side and rid the world and this land of this evil once and for all," Taha Aki said.
All the ghosts phased into the wolf form, they passed through the wolves and Cullens but they were able to tear into the shadow spirits with ease.
The spirits were between the physical world and the spiritual world, so the ghosts were able to only attack them.
Shade decided it was time that he entered the battle, but he decided he did not need the spirits for help they would be more of a hindrance then an actual help. Instead he raised his hand and a black ball appeared.
Suddenly everyone felt a powerful force pulling them into the sky.
The spirits sailed through the air, shrieking in fear as they were pulled into the black sphere. It was like some black hole, sucking in everything and anything into it.
Some of the wolves almost got pulled into it as well. But Terra summoned roots from the earth to grab them before they were pulled inside the orb.
The ghosts did not seem to be affected by the spell though, they growled at Shade, they then fell back to circle around Qahla and Jake.
"The hell is he doing?" Paul asked.
"Why would he kill his own guys?" Quil asked.
"He didn't kill them, they are trapped in that sphere," Terra said.
"What is he going to do?" Qahla asked.
They all watched as Shade opened his mouth and swallowed the sphere.
"Absorbing them," Terra said.
"That's right, I am still a bit winded from our fight but all I need is a little pick me up."
His body began to convulse and twist. Then, multiple limbs and other parts began to tear their way out of him, ripping him to pieces.
But in his place there were dozens of copies of him.
"This should even the odds I think," one of the copies said.
"We can take you all on!" Emmett said.
"Actually, no you can't," Terra said.
"Don't give up everyone, you have me on your side!" Qahla said.
He clapped his hands together and focused. His power began to flow into the Quileutes and Cullens. Making them all stronger.
"Foolish child, the chunk of your power may go into your allies, but even I gain a bit of power just by being near you," Shade said.
"He is right, Qahla can give us a lot of power but the longer Shade is in his presence the stronger he will become as well," Terra warned.
"Terra, how long will it take for you to get the effigy ready?" Jake asked.
"Not long," Terra said.
"Do it, we will distract him."
Qahla having heard the exchange stood up and jumped off of Jake.
"Monster! You want me? Come and get me!"
"Qahla what are you doing?" Jake yelled at him.
Qahla looked at Jake. The look in his eyes stunned him, they were full of conviction and resolve and a hint of sadness. "I told you Jake, no one else will die because me. Take care."
Qahla turned into an eagle and took to the sky. The ghosts of the Quileutes followed him. Knowing full well what he intended to do and not wanting to let him fight Shade alone.
"I will go for the boy, kill these wretches!" one of the Shade copies said.
It flew up after Qahla. The others surged at the group.
This battle was more intense. These copies were much more difficult to fight. Though Shade had to divide his power into each and every one they were still formidable foes.
One of the copies had Seth pinned on the ground with its foot. It was about to stab him with its tail before Leah jumped on its back, saving her brother.
Another copy fought Emmett it had shifted its body to take on a more armored form like an ankylosaurus. Even Emmett's titanic might could not dent its armor.
Sam, Brady and Paul fought a copy which had grown several large tentacles, whipping and trying to ensnare them.
The lanterns were not as affective as they had been before. Shade only found them annoying and bothersome. He knocked Carlisle's lantern from his hand and destroyed it.
Terra had formed a barrier around himself and pulled out the effigy. He began to chant preparing the spell. But the copies sensed this; they sensed a powerful magic beginning to form.
They looked to Terra and when they saw the effigy they immediately knew what was going on.
They all let out ear piercing shrieks and flew at him.
"Quick, keep them off Terra!" Edward yelled.
They all rushed at the copies. But the copies were no longer messing around. They cast dark spells that although were reduced thanks to the runes Terra had painted on them, they still packed enough punch to stun them all.
Terra ignored it all, he knew time was not on their side, he could not waist one minute.
But one of the copies managed to pierce the barrier. He stabbed Terra in the shoulder. He dropped the effigy and the copy caught it. He ate it whole.
"Once more your plan fails Terra. What else do you plan to do?"
"Gut you like a fish and get it back?" Terra offered.
The copy laughed.
"You jest, these things can't help you. Look how they fall before just a fraction of my might!"
"I knew this would happen, which is why I had Kokopelli gather some old friends."
"You did what?" Shade asked.
"See when you live as long as I have you make some friends. Friends in high places who owe you a favor or two. And I have a lot of friends in high places who owe me a lot."
Just then the earth began to shake and the sky lit up with lightning.
Everyone looked up and saw an amazing sight. Thunderbird's flew from the sky.
Several beings jumped from their backs and landed on the ground.
"The Calvary has arrived!" Kokopelli yelled.

Up above Qahla flew around avoiding the Shade copy that had chased after him.
The ghosts flew at it, nipping and biting as much as the copy as they could. Trying to slow it down. Shade would bat them away but they would fly back at him and tear chunks out of him.
"You can't run forever boy!" it yelled.
"I know."
Qahla called out to the elementals. To the most deadly of the wind spirits. The howling gales.
They formed from the air itself, swirling vortex's of air that took the form of tigers. Hey flew at the copy slicing and tearing at him.
"I will suck the marrow from your bones!" Shade yelled.
He let out a mighty screech that blasted the gales and the ghosts back. Qahla changed his form so he was half boy half eagle. His head and upper body was human but his legs were like eagle talons and a pair of black and white wings grew from his back.
Shade shot a volley of black shards at Qahla. A golden aura surrounded him and the shards cracked when they hit him.
Qahla raised his hand and summoned several fire imps. They danced around Shade, burning his flesh, hopping like evil little rabbits, spreading their flame all over him.
Shade transformed his arms into lances and sliced the imps to pieces, he flew at Qahla, but the little Quileute summoned a vortex of wind and clouds and used it to beat him away.
Shade turned into a long serpent and flew at Qahla, his jaws open. Qahla summoned a blade made from air and fire and used it to slice him in half.
Shade reformed and continued his assault.
Qahla then sensed a great power approaching. He then noticed a flock of thunderbirds approaching, carrying strange beings on their backs.
"Who are they?" he asked himself.

Leah was caught in the grip of a copy. It opened it mouth, showing off rows of razor sharp teeth, getting ready to bite her head off.
But then sweet music filled the air and roots broke from the earth and wrapped around the copy. Then a man with a bug head jumped on top of it. He had a hunched back, black fly like eyes and a sharp proboscis. The man stabbed the copy with his proboscis and with a sound disturbingly like liquid being drawn from a straw began to suck on the copy.
Leah watched with morbid fascination as the copy became deflated like a balloon.
The man spat out a black inky substance, making a sound of disgust.
"Eww, nasty!" he turned to look at Leah and she could have sword he smiled. "Hey sweet thing, miss me?"
She knew that voice and that humor anywhere.
Kokopelli. But she didn't remember him with a bug head.
He seemed to sense her question and waved his hands at his head. "I am a god remember? We have lots and lots of different forms."
Leah remembered then the pictures of the old pervert with a bug like head.
Elsewhere the other gods fought the copies.
Grandmother Spider wore a skirt of white cotton. Her hair was a mixture of black and white. She now had eight eyes on her face and a pair of lethal mandibles grew from her mouth. Eight spider legs grew from her back which shot out strings of webs. She had saved Jasper and Alice from a copy, wrapping it in her web.
"Remember me dark one?" she asked it.
"Spider witch!" the copy hissed.
"That's Grandma Spider Witch to you!" she brought her legs back and impaled the copy with her legs.
Brady and Collin were back to back, surrounded by copies. Just then the ground began to shake and from the trees emerged a giant man, thirty feet tall. He had bright red skin which a constant stream of dust fell from like dandruff.
He wore a simple loin cloth and carried a tree like a club.
"Leave little wolf pups alone!" he roared. He brought the club back and smacked the copies away.
"Dude...is that-" Brady began.
"I think it is," Collin finished.
The giant grinned at them. "Don't worry little wolf boys. Glooscap will keep you safe." he bent down and with surprising gentleness petted them both on the head. They both shook off the cloud of dust that had fallen over them from the giant's body.
The Caribou Master, a man wearing thick furred cloths and had the head of a caribou, ran into copies impaling them on his antlers where they were promptly frozen into ice statues and promptly shattered.
The thunderbirds flew in the sky shooting lightning from their eyes at the copies. The Achiyalabopa a rainbow colored bird would shoot its feathers at copies. The feathers would explode in a fantastic multi-colored light.
Huayra-tata a man with two heads, in the middle of a tornado shaped like twin serpents summoned rain clouds whose fertile and purifying rains healed the battle torn ground, rejuvenating the flowers and melting away the copies.
Kumugwe the copper-man an eight foot tall beast with round golden fish eyes, a single fin on top of his head, a beak like mouth, webbed hands and a mass of octopus like legs with a fish net for a shirt with precious gold and jewls sown into it strode forth. His tentacles would grab a copy and in a gruesome fashion rip out their eyes and eat them.
He noticed Embry fighting a copy, he was limping, having been dealt a terrible blow by the copy, a blow which was not healing as it should. Kumugwe reached out with his tentacles and ripped the copy to pieces. He then grabbed Embry and brought him close.
"You are injured?" he asked.
Embry let out a low moan. Not liking being so close to the disturbing looking god. Kumugwe opened his beak and Embry for a second feared he would bite into him. But instead a stream of black ink shot out and coated his wound.
"There. That will help purge the infection." he sat Embry back down on the ground. "You are a good man and a brave warrior. Here, have a coin." he reached to his fishnet shirt and handed Embry a golden coin. Which Embry took in his mouth.
"Keep it up and I see a good life and a good woman in store for you." Kumugwe turned and charged at another copy, letting out a bone chilling scream.
"Dude, did that squid thing just give you gold?" Quil asked.
"Yeah. He said I have a good future as well."
"Remember when we just fought vampires?"
"Yeah, those were the days."
An old man wreathed in fire wearing a cloak of feathers roasted copies, some tried to attack him but thy turned to dust when they got too close.
Qamaits now garbed in war paint and a number of axes and daggers carried a spear and a wooden club. Gutting and bludgeoning copies left and right.
She saw Emmett was under a dog pile of copies and saved him.
"Wow thanks a-"
She slapped him in the face. For a moment he saw stars. He had never felt such a blow in his life.
"What was that weak ass shit!" she asked him.
"I-"
"You call yourself a man? I call you a bitch! Fighting like that! You bring shame to your people and your family!" she yelled at him.
Emmett for once in his life was too stunned for words. One minute he is being swarmed by copies of that spirit now here he is being slapped by a very aggressive goddess.
She raised her club and smiled a feral smile. "This is how a real warrior fights!"
She let out a war cry and charged a group of copies. Emmett watched as she tore through them like wet tissue paper.
Bella was enraged one of the copies had ripped off Edward's arm and he was in the process of quickly reattaching it while she defended him. Edward watched in horror as his beloved wife was swarmed by copies.
But then a white mist washed over them blocking them from view. When it died down Bella was unharmed and the spirits were gone. A woman riding a white buffalo garbed in white cloths. She looked young and very beautiful yet carried a noble grace and elegance.
She nodded to the pair and rode her buffalo as it charged into a copy.
Jake and Terra fought side by side.
"Terra...are these-"
"Gods and goddesses? Yes," Terra said.
"This is insane!"
"Welcome to my world. But don't let this fool you. Shade had to divide his power into his copies. With each one killed that power is redistributed to the rest, the more we kill the stronger the rest become until they are one being again."
"What about the effigy?"
"One of the copies ate it. If we can kill that copy we can get it back!"

Qahla took a deep breath.
He could feel Shade's power growing stronger and stronger.
"You see now child, the more of my copies they kill the more power I receive. If Terra could not defeat me then what chance do you have? Had you been older then this might be different."
"I am not afraid of you. I am the son of Taha Aki! The most ancient magics flow through me!"
His eyes began to glow and his voice began to deepen.
"And now you will feel my wrath!"
Black smoke rose up from the ground where the others had been fighting. The smoke merged with Shade, making him stronger. Qahla knew he had merged with his copies. His power returned at full force.
"Qahla be careful he is at his full potential now that he has merged with his other selves!" Taha Aki said.
"I know, I am counting on that!" Qahla said.
Qahla flew right at Shade. But the dark spirit just opened his mouth and swallowed Qahla whole. The ghosts let out howles of pain as they watched their little brother become Shade's meal.
"Well that happened," Shade said.

Back on the battlefield everyone looked into the sky in horror as they saw Shade eat Qahla.
"Qahla no!" Jake howled.
"It's okay Jake."
"Qahla?"
"I am inside Shade now."
"Yes you are little Quileute!" Shade's mental voice interrupted. "Once I digest you I will be able to kill all your loved ones and you meddling gods! Then I will turn La Push and all it's denizens into mutant aberrations!"
"Do you mind, I am having a conversation," Qahla said calmly.
"Qahla are you okay?" Terra asked.
"I am keeping him from digesting me. But my plan has worked."
"Plan? What plan?" Shade asked.
"I knew the spirit had devoured the effigy. So I waited for him to merge all his forms back together again so I could get it back,"
"By the sweet dark no!" Shade yelled.
"Didn't your mother teach you to chew your food?" Qahla asked with a sly tone.
Everyone looked at one another with shock and delight.
"And now this is the end I am afraid."
"What do you mean?" Jake asked.
"I have the effigy in my hands now. I will end the threat of this spirit once and for all!"
"No wait don't do anything hasty!" Shade said.
"Qahla don't do this!" Jake said.
"Thank you Jake for being my brother, thank you Quileute's for being my family, thank you Cullen's for being my friends, thank you gods of this land for helping us when we needed it and thank you Terra for being my mentor, I will never forget any of you."
"No wait, if you let me live I will leave and never return!" Shade said.
"To late dark one, far too late. EXPLOSION!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Quick put up a barrier!" Terra yelled.
Terra raised his staff and the gods raised their hands. A bright light shined forth a dome was created around them. Had they been the fraction of a second later then the force of the explosion would have hit them.
But even in the safety of the barrier they still felt it. Their bodies shook from the tremor, deep fissures appeared on the ground around them, trees were lifted up by their roots and turned to shards of splinters.
Had any of the wolves been outside they would have been torn to pieces by the blast and the shards of wood.
When it was all over the meadow and the surrounding forest gone, barely a shadow of their former glory. Edward held Bella close and closed his eyes unable to see their beloved place in such a state.
"My god," Carlisle said.
"Any god in particular?" Kokopelli asked.
"What about Rachel and the others!?" Paul asked.
"Claire!" Quli yelled.
"Be at ease. I sense them, they were far enough," Terra said.
They all looked up into the sky. It was filled with smoke.
"Qahla?" Jake asked.
"He is gone," Terra said.
All the wolves raised their heads and let out a soulful howl of mourning.

Qahla opened his eyes.
He was in a very familiar hut.
The hut he shared with his parents.
He sat up, the blanket fell from him. He could hear the sounds of waves crashing along the beach. He ran outside and saw he was indeed at the beach.
Standing ankle deep in the water was a woman. Qahla's heart for he knew who the woman was.
"Mother!"
The woman turned and sure enough it was her. She smiled at him, just like she always did to make him feel good when he was feeling sad.
He began to run to her and jumped into her arms. Her scent filled his nose. His eyes began to water with unshed tears.
"I am in the spirit world! Where is father and the others?"
"They will not be joining us Qahla," she said.
She sat him on his feet and led him to the hut.
"Why not?" Qahla asked.
"This is a private meeting between us. Would you like some deer meat and whale blubber?"
A small blanket with bowls of fresh cooked deer meat and whale blubber appeared, Qahla was sure it had not been there before.
They sat down and his mother watched as he began to eat.
"Eat as much as you like, I took especial care to arrange it molecule by molecule for you,"she said.
"Thank you, mother."
He smiled at her as he ate his food. But then he frowned. Something was wrong. He should sense something, anything. His normal senses told him he was on the beach with his mother, but his mystic senses...they were not sensing anything.
"You are not my mother are you?" Qahla asked.
She shook her head. "I am sorry, but no. The good news is you are not dead. Your regeneration power is great but not fully mature. Had I not removed you from that particular space even you could not have survived such a momentous release of mystical energy."
"What are you talking about? You sound like Terra when he is doing one of his boring lectures!"
"Sorry. I like to talk a lot. Here, allow me to take another form."
The being in front of him transformed. Instead of his mother his father sat in front of him, when he was still young and he wore his chief cloak.
"There perhaps this is better? I figured you would like it to speak to a familiar face."
"What manner of shape-shifter are you?" Qahla asked.
"One with an infinite amount of forms."
The being changed again, now Jacob sat in front of him.
"Perhaps this form is more suitable? Or if you prefer I can take another form. Terra? Claire?"
"Just stop! Stop turning into people I love!" Qahla yelled.
"Very well, then a form you do not know."
The being turned into an elderly Quileute man with white hair and a wrinkled face.
"There, is this better?"
"Who are you? Really? What creature are you? Why can't I sense you?"
"Well, those are all complicated questions. Allow me to answer the latter. The reason you can't sense me is because I am here but not here. I am nowhere and everywhere. This isn't even my real form but an avatar I had to carefully construct so to properly commune with you. Now my true name and true form, well many have spent their lives trying to figure that out and only a few have come close to fully understanding it. I can't tell you my true name nor my true form as the sound of my true voice would destroy your frail body. But I have been known by many names, each one helps humanity understand me a little better.
"Gitichi Manitou, Makonaima, Sipakmat, Utakke, Tamosi, Raweno Nesaru, Kururumany to name a few. Though I believe in the modern age I am called the great spirit. But I believe you know me as Q'wati."
Qahla took a deep breath. "You are Q'wati?"
He smiled. "In one form I am. I believe my most common and well known name is God though. But if you like you may call me Q'wati. I have never been too fickle about names."
Qahla dipped his head to the ground.
"Oh most honorable spirit, please forgive me for my behavior!"
Q'wati chuckled. "Come now child, no need for that. Please, let us be cordial with one another."
"I thank you from the bottom of my heart for saving me. But I thought you were not going to assist us? The thunderbird said so."
"True, I did not intend to interfere. But that was before your fathers plan failed. I knew there was a possibility it would, in fact there were many possibilities, more then there were possibilities it would work. But I decided to let things progress as they should."
"So you are going to help?" Qahla asked.
"That depends on the definition of help."
"But you saved me."
"True, but had you died then the power inside you would have been released and that would have been bad, especially in this age of technology. To everything there is a season young one. The season of magic is over, but fear not it will come back one day."
"So what happens now? Will you send me back?"
"Be it that simple I would. But you see Qahla the power inside you is as old as the earth and just as primal. As you grow so too will it grow. You see what happens now when you are still but a child? Imagine what you will do when you come of age. The whole balance will be thrown off."
"So...are you going to keep me here?"
"No child. I have some options for you. Choices on how to take your life."
"Okay."
"If you want I will send you back with your power in tack."
"But you just said that was bad."
"It is. By the time you reached maturity your power will have awakened beings that are best left in slumber and man kind would regress back to their ancient roots. But you will live as a god and be worshiped."
"This power is great, but it has brought me and those around me nothing but pain. I would not make all of humanity suffer just so I could be a god. I only wish to be a boy."
"Then perhaps another option? You ascend. You leave behind the mortal world and become one of the higher spirits and watch the earth from afar, though I am afraid your ability to interfere will be limited."
"As I said all I desire is to be a normal human boy. If I can't actively protect my loved ones then I do not wish to ascend."
"Well I could remove it from you and place it in the earth. But it has your scent now and you are it's chosen vessel, after a time it would return to you."
"Could you not seal it away someplace else?"
"No, it belongs to the earth, it is as much apart of it as the sky or the ocean. It is the raw and chaotic stuff that allowed humans to birth the supernatural."
"What is the point of being normal when I am doomed to return to this sad fate?"
Qahla looked sadly at the ground. Were those his only choices?
"I am sorry it had to come to this child?" Q'wati said.
"Why didn't you do something? Why did you let Utlapa betray father? Why did you let him do the ritual? Why dis all those bad things have to happen to me and my friends and family!" Qahla demanded.
Q'wati looked at him sadly.
"Because it is the price of freewill. Things were different once, I planed creation perfectly and without flaw. But over time I began to realize how stagnate and predictable it was. Then I realized what creation needed was a will of it's own besides mine. So to all things I have that power. The power of will soon gave birth to the power of choice and I soon saw how this perfected everything. But I also realized in order to maintain this perfection I had to remove myself least I fall back into old habits."
"But you are the creator, you can do anything!"
"True, but if I am to keep things as they are I must let the pieces fall as they will."
Q'wati placed his hands on Qahla's shoulders.
"Yes, life is hard and it can be very unfair. You are paying a price that is not yours to pay Qahla. But this is life. But do not despair, just think of all the times you could have given up? Or given into your dark impulses and give into Utlapa's plans for you. You have endured hardships only grown men should know. You strength comes not from magic, but from your heart."
"But those choices...there has to be another way. Please, I don't want to hurt people, but I don't want this anymore, I can't stand it. Please."
Q'wati was quiet for a moment.
"I do believe I have a option for you. But I fear it will come at a high cost."
Everyone was quiet as they surveyed the damage.
No one knew what to do or say.
Grandmother Spider used her web to make cloths for the wolves. She handed them each a coupon for her shop.
"Fifty percent off all products," she said.
Quil and Paul had gone to go check on the shamans while everyone caught their bearings.
"I failed him," Jake whispered.
"Jake, you did everything you could," Bella said trying to console him.
"Did I? If I had learned how to spirit walk I-"
"Would have gotten killed. Hard to fight a war when your body is helpless," Terra said, his voice betraying no emotion.
Jake stood up and glared at him. "How can you speak like that? As if he didn't matter?"
"I didn't say he never mattered Jacob. Not all of us wear our emotions on our sleeves like you do," Terra said.
"Why you mother fuc-"
Just then Qamaits appeared beside Jake and punched him so hard his jaw broke.
"Stop crying!" she yelled at him. "That boy had balls! He gave his life for you and the world. This day would have happened sooner or later. All the spirits that were attracted to him one of them was bound to finish him off, be thankful he is at peace."
Jake snapped his jaw back in place.
"But he shouldn't have had to sacrifice himself! Kids are supposed to be loud and obnoxious and watch retarded shows on Disney and be annoying! They're not supposed to be used in evil schemes or kidnapped or sealed away in stupid magical stones!"
Tears began to flow down his cheeks. Everyone looked at him sadly.
"It's not fair! We were supposed to keep him safe! I was supposed to protect him!" Jake yelled.
"I thought you did a good job Jake."
All eyes snapped to the source of those words. Qahla stood with an elderly Native American man.
"Qahla!" Jake yelled.
He was about to run to him but Qamaits stretched out her hand and Jake ran into it, falling to the ground.
"Show some respect boy!" she snarled.
All the gods bowed down. Up above the thunder birds began to fly in circles and sing song that sounded like thunder.
"You honor us great one," Kokopelli said.
"Please, no need for all this formality, we are all friends here," Q'wati said.
"Who is that guy another spirit?" Jasper asked.
"Not just any spirit, they spirit. The great chief himself!" the White Buffalo Woman said.
"Everyone, this is Q'wati," Qahla said.
Everyone was speechless. Even Terra.
"Hello everyone," he said.
"This...is God?" Emmett asked.
"In a manner of such, a mere construct to allow me to interact with all of you without doing harm to reality. I am afraid it is too delicate at this stage to hold my true self and would shatter."
Carlisle made a cross sign and began to mutter a prayer.
"No need for that Carlisle, there is no need for it this day."
Terra walked up to him. "You are the creator?" he asked.
"Indeed I am."
Terra aimed his staff at Q'wati and a blast of energy shot out. Everyone gasped but before it touched him the energy turned into a stream of flowers.
"Really Terra? Manners," Q'wati chastised.
"I had to be sure. It is not the first time I have met someone who claims to be God," Terra said.
"Wait, I thought you were not going to help us?" Jake asked.
"As I already explained to Qahla circumstance has forced my hand. But before we continue I think we need to bring the others here."
He snapped his fingers and the shamans plus Quil, Paul, Colin and Brady appeared.
"The hell?" Paul asked.
"How did we get here?" Rachel asked.
"Qahla!" Clair yelled, running to her friend.
"Whats going on?" Kim asked.
"Guys, meet God," Jake said.
"Or Q'wati if you will," he said with a warm smile.
Kim fainted but Jared quickly caught her.
"Now before we continue let us fix this mess."
He snapped his fingers and suddenly they were no longer in a waist land but a beautiful meadow.
"There, much better."
"Are you going to turn Qahla into a normal boy?" Jake asked.
"Yes, but I am afraid it will come at a bit of a price," Q'wati said.
"What price?" Jake asked.
"I am afraid Qahla must die."
Fusedtwilight: Next chapter is the last chapter. That's right, only one more chapter before Sin's of the father ends! How will it end? Wait and see.
- 26
- 27
- 28
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Sin's Of The Father