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Sins Of The Father
Chapter 6
A Blessing in Disguise
Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for betaing, thanks to everyone who reviewed.
This chapter some new monsters pop up to cause trouble and Billy reads from the book of Ephraim.

Charlie had seen some gruesome things.
But this took the cake.
Two campers with their hearts removed from their chests.
The call had come in a few hours ago. The campers were a couple of kids who were supposed to meet up with some of their friends.
The same friends who found the bodies and were now being calmed down by his deputies.
Charlie tried not to look at them, the looks of horror on their face, the blood splattered on the ground, and their chests ripped open.
Charlie tried to keep his breakfast in his gut.
"Charlie?"
He turned and saw it was David, the medical examiner. He had been examining the bodies. Charlie never understood how people like David could look at a corpse for a profession.
"Yes, what have you learned?" Charlie asked, trying to be as strong as he could, he didn't want to set a bad example; he had to be strong, as they all did.
"Well...their hearts are gone."
Charlie froze. "What?"
"Their hearts have been ripped out of their chests Charlie. I found deep bruising on their arms. I think someone held them down and..."
David didn't finish, he didn't have to.
"Is that possible?" Charlie asked.
"Well, yeah. Whoever did it had to be strong, and whatever they used wasn't a simple knife," David said.
"What do you mean?" Charlie asked.
"The bruises on their arms. Someone used both hands to pin them down, but it must have taken a third person to do the deed. But from what I have seen whatever was used was sharp like a knife, but it was too wide to even be like a butcher knife."
"How many people could have done this?" Charlie asked.
"Well...I can't be sure, three? Four? One to hold each of them and one to open them up. Maybe two?"
"That's not possible," Charlie said.
"Why?"
"Because. There are no other foot prints but the victims," Charlie said.
"But...there has to be other foot prints. Maybe the killers wiped their tracks clean?"
"No. Their prints would have crossed with the vic's. But none of their prints have been altered in any way."
"But how did they do that?" David asked.
"They couldn't have...unless they attacked them from the sky."

Charlie meant to be humorous. But a part of him wondered how accurate he might actually be.
"So you left him with the Cullens?" Sam asked frustration thick in his voice.
"Where else was I going to leave him?" Jake asked.
"In the rock where he should be," Sam said.
"Enough," Billy said.
Billy had returned from his trip with Charlie. Charlie had been called back early so they had to cut their trip short.
Billy, Sue and Sam and Jake were talking. They had told them all about Qahla and everything that happened with him. Billy knew nothing of any story about Taha Aki having a son who had such powers.
"Jake, maybe, it was not wise to leave him with the Cullen's," Sue said.
"The Cullen's are the only ones who might be able to help him. Their powers give them an edge that we do not have. If he starts to have another tantrum then Jasper can make him calm," Jake said.
"But he is a Quileute, it should be us watching over him not the Cullens," she said.
Jake sighed, now he knew where Leah got her stubbornness from.
"Regardless, this book may be the key to this boy's history. Let us stop bickering and get to the heart of the situation," Billy said.
He opened the book that sat on his table.
"To the Black who reads this," Billy read.
"My name is Ephraim Black. I do not know who will be reading this, maybe you my grandson Billy, or maybe someone else who is of my blood. I have written this in Quileute so no pale face may read it and learn our secrets, I am sure only one of our family can read this, after all, why would a Black not know how to read our tribe's language?"
Billy stopped to give Jake a stern look.
"I can at least speak it and understand it!" Jake said.
"Be nice if you could read it," Billy muttered.
He went back to reading.
"I am an old man now, I am the last wolf now, Levi and Quil are dead and I now I will soon join them. To be a leader can be a burden. Whether you are the chief of a small tribe or the leader of a pack of wolves, every decision you make affects the lives of those around you, and there will be times when you must do things you will later regret doing. It is the way of things I suppose, to be a leader means making the hard choices and the best you can do is try not to let your choices fill you with regret.
"I have no regrets, though the other elders and my fellow pack brothers think my treaty with the Cullen's insane. I do not regret that treaty, I have to hope even the cold ones can learn to regain their humanity that they can continue to forgo human blood. How can I condemn someone for trying to preserve life?
"No, I wish I could say I have no regrets, but as I prepare to meet my forefathers in the next world I cannot go to my grave without leaving something behind to tell of my deepest most kept secret. A secret no one else save myself and one other knows and by now who ever will read this book.
"Many years ago, after I made the treaty with the Cullens I was in my wolf form patrolling. I was by myself, I had sent Levi and Quil home and decided to finish by myself. It was that night when I caught the scent of another wolf. Another shifter like us. I followed the scent, determined to find out who had phased. We had no new vampires since the Cullen's so no one should have phased. I found the white wolf by the cliffs. He had been waiting for me, he had left his scent for me to find you see. I was shocked to find I could not hear his thoughts as was the usual norm with us wolves. But yet he was still able to speak to me."
"Must have been an alpha wolf," Sam said, "Jake and I can still communicate with one another."
Billy continued.
"Nothing could have prepared me for it, but the white wolf claimed he was..."
Billy's eyes went round as dinner plates.
"What? Who was it?" Jake asked.
"Taha Aki."

Qahla woke up still snuggled in the bed.
He could sense the Cullens downstairs. But he sensed another presence now; he focused and found there was a little girl in the house now. From what he sensed from her mind she was a daughter of one of the Cullen couples.
The door opened and Esme came walking in. "Hello Qahla," she said.
"Hello Esme," he said politely.
"Are you ready for your bath?"
He cocked his head to the side.
"What is a bath?"
As Qahla found out a bath was a magical device that shot cold or hot water from a metal trunk on the wall.
Esme filled it with this gooey substance and this white foamy stuff called bubbles appeared.
"This is amazing!" Qahla said delightfully as he sat in the tub. He had never felt water this warm and the bubbles smelled so nice!
Esme smiled. "Do you need held getting washed up?" she asked.
"No thank you, I can wash myself," he said.
"Okay. If you need any help call my name and I will be right up."
"Okay, thank you Esme," he said.
"Such a polite little boy," she cooed running her hand over his hair.
"Poor thing, why must children suffer?" she thought
She left the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Qahla liked Esme, she had such a pure and loving mind. She only knew him for little more than twelve hours and she was so caring and tender with him.
It made him think of his own mother.
His good mood fell then.
His mother was long since dead now. So was his father and all the other Quileute's.
He used his power and focused it on the water. A globe of water and suds rose from the tub and formed his mothers face. She really did look a lot like the girl from last night.
Qahla ran his hand over the watery image of his mothers face. He missed her so much, he had never went so long without having her near him.
His mother always did her best to make him happy, but it was not easy. The others were always so mean to him. How many times did she comfort him as he cried? How many times did she tell him they were only afraid of him because of his power?
Qahla thought for a moment. He did not know why he was in that rock, he did not know this was happening to him.
But he had to be strong now, his parents were gone and the others from the tribe were dead as well. But the tribe was still here, he was still the son of Taha Aki so that meant he had a duty to live up to.
He just wondered how long he had before the monsters showed up.

"What!" they all shouted.
"But Taha Aki is dead!" Sam said.
"The wolf must have been lying," Sue said.
Billy was silent, his face unreadable.
"The story goes after the third wife died Taha Aki left the tribe, never to be seen again. It does not say he died," Billy said.
"But why would he stay alive?" Sam asked. "I could not bear to live that long if Emily died."
Jake agreed with Sam. The idea of spending centuries without Nessie made his heart sink.
"Let me finish," Billy said.
"At first I did not believe him, there was no way Taha Aki was alive. But he shared his memories with me, I sensed the honesty and truth in his mind and I knew he was indeed the Great Wolf. We phased back to human and spoke. It was with the utmost honor and reverence that I felt to be meeting the greatest chief our tribe ever knew. Taha Aki told me he needed my help. At first I was perplexed at what help I could give him. Then he told me a story. He told me of a child called Qahla that had been born with great power. Power that threatened the tribe. Power that drew spirits and monsters to him like a flower calls to a bee.
"The tribe feared the child. They were afraid if he was allowed to grow his power would corrupt him and he would become a worse monster then Utlapa. But Taha Aki took pity on the child and used powerful magic to seal him inside a small stone. He showed it to me, it was black with the symbol of the wolf pack carved in white lines on it. He told me Qahla was still sealed inside the stone. His mind and body frozen in deep sleep. As long as he is in the stone his power can not leak out and draw spirits nor give them substance.
"He told me the only way to free Qahla was to let a single drop of blood fall on the stone and he would be released. He said if that would ever happen only the stone would be able to stop him. The stone resonates with his presence. The closer he is to it the hotter the stone becomes."
"Tell me about it, it burnt my floor," Jake said.
"Wait, why didn't he tell Ephraim Qahla was his son?" Sue asked.
"Maybe he didn't want to. Maybe he had other reasons for keeping it a secret," Jake said.
"Or maybe the boy is lying to us," Sam said.
Billy continued to read.
"Taha Aki said that after his wife died he traveled the world, trying to find a way to help cure the child or at least make it so he would no longer be a danger to himself or the world. But he had been unable to find a way. He told me he had returned to La Push to hide Qahla. He said he had a plan but he needed time. He said he needed to keep Qahla somewhere safe until the time was right. So he asked me to help him bury the stone someplace where no one could find it. Not even any of the future wolves. So I helped him. We put the stone in a series of boxes and hid it in a meadow outside the tribe. Some place where no one would find it.
"He left but not before he made me swear on my blood that I would never tell a single soul and of course I agreed. That was many years ago now and I kept my word. I know in doing this I may have broken my vow. But by the time you are reading this I will be dead so my vow will not matter. The reason I write this was because he never returned. All these years and he never contacted me in any way. As much as I hate to say it I believe Taha Aki was keeping something from me. I do not know what it was but I felt like there was more to the story then he was telling me. Now that I am close to death I wonder did he ever intend to come back? All these years dealing with the pain of his wife's death may have become too much to bear for him. Maybe he grew tired of caring for the boy and decided to let him continue to sleep undisturbed.
"Whatever the case I cannot die knowing there is a great and ancient power hidden away and leave you all unprepared. What if he is somehow freed? What if some idiot digs up the stone? I had to leave this book behind to warn you. Just in case. I have also left a map that will lead you to the stone. I don't know why our beloved chief never came back; I don't know what secrets he is holding about Qahla. But I do hope the child will remain unmolested by the world. I cannot begin to understand what it must be like to be burdened with such great power. I leave the next move to you my kin. As the leaders of the tribe it is your responsibility. My only regret is that now you must carry the burden of this secret as I did."
Billy finished reading. He closed the book and sat it down.
The room was quiet now.
"Well...now what?" Sue asked.
"Now you let me take over as chief of the Quileute's."
They all turned and saw Qahla standing in the room.
"Qahla? What are you-"
Jake began to speak but his phone began to ring. He saw it was the Cullen's house number and answered it.
"Jake, Qahla is missing!" Carlisle said.
"I know he is here," Jake said.
"We tried to track him but he gave us the slip. We lost his scent; it is like he flew away."
"It's okay, I will call you back," Jake said.
He shut his phone and put it in his pocket.
"That's one of those phone things isn't it?" Qahla asked.
"It's a cell phone. What are you doing here Qahla?" Jake asked.
"If the leaders of the Quileutes are meeting it is only right for me to attend to right?" Qahla asked.
He walked up to the table and sat down on the chair.
"How did you get away from the Cullen's?" Sam asked.
"I flew."
"Flew?"
Qahla nodded. "I turned into a bird and flew. I can turn into all kinds of animals. I heard from their thoughts the chief was coming back today. I wanted to meet with him so we can discuss tribe stuff." Qahla smiled at Billy and waved. "Hello."
"Greetings Qahla," Billy said with a smile.
"What do you mean now we let you be the chief?" Jake asked.
"I told you Jake. The right of leadership falls to me. I am the first born son of Taha Aki. It is both my right and responsibility to lead the tribe. It is all I have left now. Mother is gone, father is missing, everyone I ever knew is dead. All I have left now...are you all."
Qahla's eyes were filled with such sincerity and truth they were all touched by his words.
"You are all my family now; you are all I have left. And I want to bring pride to my parent's memory by being the man they wanted me to be. I want to use this monstrous power of mine to keep our people safe. Because now that I am free the monsters will be returning, they have already begun to kill."
"What do you mean?" Billy asked.
"Bella's father Charlie called them, he was asking them questions. There was a murder last night. A couple was killed in the woods, their hearts were removed. It was the Raven Mockers."
"The what?" Sam asked.
"Raven Mockers. They are evil spirits that look like a mix between men and ravens. They eat people's hearts to survive, they normally prefer to target the weak but if can they will target the strong if they can catch them off guard. My presence will have given them enough strength to rematerialize in the physical world."
"But Raven Mockers are Cherokee myth. Not ours," Sue said.
"All kinds of monsters were drawn to my power. They came from faraway lands to draw power from me. The tribe was constantly under attack. Many brave warriors died because of me. Father did his best but even he couldn't fight them all."
"What kind of monsters?" Billy asked.
"You know the stories. You know the things we feared before vampires. I can lend you my power. I have done it before. Please, help me protect the tribe."
Billy said nothing at first. Then his face broke into a broad smile. "Okay."
"What?" Jake, Sam and Sue said at the same time.
"Wow really? I figured you'd put up more of a fight," Qahla said.
"Dad!" Jake said.
"Qahla has a point. He is the rightful heir and we will need his assistance in dealing with these creatures. So I will stand down as chief and hand it over to you Qahla," Billy said.
Qahla turned his head to the side and gave Billy a deep look. "You are happy. You think this is perfect, it will make things easier for Jacob."
Jake stared at Qahla and then to his father, wondering what he meant.
"Oh, I am sorry!" Qahla said quickly. "Sometimes I hear people's thoughts and I accidentally blab things. Sorry!"
Billy smiled kindly. "It is okay young one. Now as your first act as chief of La Push and the Quileute tribe what would you like to do?"
Qahla put his finger to his mouth. "Oh...ummm...well, first thing is first. We need to call a meeting of all the wolves so they can welcome their new leader...then we can discuss what to do about the Raven Mockers and the other monsters."
"That sounds like a sound idea," Billy said.
"Can I talk to you outside dad?" Jake asked.
"Of course son," Billy said.
The two went outside, leaving Qahla with Sam and Sue. They shut the door behind them and Jake turned to his dad.
"What are you thinking? We can't let him be the chief; he is just a kid dad."
"I know Jake, but if he is as powerful as you say he is we cannot deny him. Besides, this may be a blessing, giving recent events."
"What do you mean? Is this about what he was talking about?" Jake asked.
Billy sighed. "Jake. Since you imprinted on Bella's daughter the other elders and I have had many discussions. You are my only son. The title of heir should fall to you. But now that you are connected to her and the Cullen's it causes a situation."
"What situation dad?" Jake asked.
"She will be immortal in less than a decade. And she won't be able to stay here forever. When the day comes when she must leave what will you do?"
Jake said nothing.
"We both know the second you imprinted on her all your loyalties shifted to her. If she was a normal human this would not be a problem. But fate chose different, Jake. The tribe needs a chief. The tribe needs someone who will do everything in his power to serve and protect it. Under normal circumstances this would be your birthright. But when the day comes when she must leave we both know you will follow."
Billy's eyes were sad but firm.
"But with Qahla as the new heir when the time comes for you to leave us, it will make the break a little less painful."
"Dad-"
"Jake, I know you have thought of this before. I know deep down you have dreaded the day when you will have to leave us. I know because I, too, have dreaded it. At least now you can leave knowing it is in capable hands. This way it will make things easier for all of us."
"Dad...I am sorry," Jake said feeling horrible. He had thought of this many times before, but he had never been brave enough to talk to his father about it.
"Don't be a fool son. You have done nothing wrong. Fate brought you and her together for a reason. Qahla's emergence may be a blessing."
Billy smiled, but it wasn't his normal smile. It was the kind of smile you gave to help lighten up a tense situation.
"All we can do now is prepare him for his role. And if things get too bad we still have the stone. Now let us go back inside, our little chief needs to know that we keep a lot of secrets now."
Billy wheeled himself back inside the house, Jake did not follow.
Jake was doing some serious thinking now. Was his father right? Could this be for the best?
When Jake phased he knew his fate was tied to the tribe for all eternity. He knew he would never be able to leave.
But then he imprinted on Nessie and he knew he would always be by her side.
Duty.
Imprinting.
The two were bound to come into conflict one day.
But now...maybe...maybe that did not have to happen.
Fusedtwilight: So yeah, I got the idea for Raven Mocker's from the house of night series, but I promise more monsters will show up from Native American myth. Next chapter Taha Aki ask's a very old friend for help and the Quileute's go Raven Mocker hunting.
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