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Sins Of The Father
Chapter 7
The Oldest Of Friends

Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for betaing. Thanks to my awesome reviewers.
This chapter Taha Aki asks an old friend for help and Qahla and the wolves hunt for some monsters.

"And check mate."
It was a nice afternoon. An old Russian man sat with another man in a park. The man who won was small; about five foot six and had blonde hair and blue eyes.
The Russian was tall, burly and a face that would cause many to cringe in fear. He glared at the smaller man and you would think he was about to rip him limb from limb. But instead the old Russian just smiled. "You beat me again boy. You are very good," he said, his voice like a bear.
The smaller man shrugged. "I have had a long time to practice," he said.
The Russian laughed. "Ha ha, please. Everyone knows Russians are masters at chess. You must be having some Russian in you?"
The smaller shrugged. "What can I say; when you got it you got it."
The Russian shook his head chuckling. "I must be going now; my wife will kill me if I stay out all day playing chess. Take care; I will want a rematch soon."
"Take care." the smaller man said.
He rearranged the chess board. He heard someone come up behind him and he knew who it was.
"Hello Taha Aki," he said.
He turned to face Taha Aki. He was just as he remembered him. Old, powerful, wise and kind. Taha Aki smiled at him.
"Hello David, how are you?"
David shook his head. "I no longer use that name. I am Michael now."
"A new face gets a new name right?" Taha Aki asked.
"Of course. I am thinking about getting a new face and name. I am tired of being white. Maybe I will go for Asian next."
Taha Aki chuckled. "May I sit?"
"Be my guest."
Taha Aki took the Russian's seat across from Michael. "You are a very difficult man to find," he said.
"There is a reason for that. I like to mind my own business," Michael said pointedly.
"I know. But I am in need of your assistance," Taha Aki said seriously.
"Let me guess. Some idiot has freed Qahla?"
Taha Aki looked at him surprised. "How did you know?"
Michael laughed. "Please. You think that boy could run around and not cause some major waves? The creatures of the spirit world are stirring even now, drawing strength and gathering to his location. Besides, you are not wearing the stone around your neck. You treated that thing like it was your first born son."
"It was my first born son."
Michael waved his hand. "Details."
Taha Aki ran his hand through his hair. "Yes. He was freed. I was on my way to deal with it but I decided to seek you out first. I am working on a little project and it requires my full attention."
Michael noticed a look in Taha Aki's eyes he had not seen before. A look of hope.
"You have found a way to cure him?" Michael asked.
Taha Aki reached into his bag and pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Michael. Michael examined the paper with a frown. "This is some serious magic. Where did you find it?"
"Here and there," Taha Aki said.
"Taha Aki, this is very dangerous. One little error and you could cause a catastrophe of biblical proportions. Are you really going to risk so many lives for one single child?"
"I made a promise many years ago. I will not stop until I give him what he deserves. A happy normal life."
Michael handed him the paper back. "That boy can never have a normal life Taha Aki. He is marked for all time." Michael's face fell and a look of supreme sorrow filled his eyes. "He cannot escape his fate. None of us can."
"Tell me, how goes your search for a way to die?" Taha Aki asked.
Michael glared at him. "If I found a way do you think I would be here now?"
"I know. Tell me, why do you keep looking old friend?" Taha Aki asked gently.
"You know why I look," Michael said bitterly.
"Even after all this time?"
Michael glared at him. He picked up the king piece and rolled it in his hand. "What else am I to do? I have all the time in creation. But when I found the tree...no, when I stumbled upon it. It was a fluke. A chance so random it is ridiculous I found the damn thing. But it is my only hope."
"Exactly, this is my only hope. With this I will fulfill my obligation. My life's mission will be completed."
Michael put the kind piece back on the board. "But this would alter your tribe forever, what right do you have to do such a thing? You are no longer the chief."
"It will benefit the tribe. And like you I am tired of waiting old friend. I have a small window and precious little time, I was hoping he would remain untouched until I was ready. I can't imagine how they found him."
"You want to know what I think?" Michael asked.
"Of course."
"I think you planned this."
"Excuse me?"
"Please. Why else would you separate yourself from him? I think it was the guilt. The guilt at how long you kept him sealed away, the guilt of all the failures. It was just too much for you. So you came up with a plane so you could keep him safe but leave a major possibility for him to be freed. You didn't have the balls to free him yourself because you didn't want to have to tell him he was sealed away for centuries, that his mother was dead and his whole life was gone. It is a very crafty plane."
It was Taha Aki's turn to glare at Michael now.
"You over step yourself."
"Whatever," Michael said rolling his eyes.
"I came here to ask for your help. I can trust no one else with such a task."
"I am touched," Michael said dryly.
"So will you help me? For old times' sake?"
Michael looked at him. Michael may have the body of a young man, but his soul was old. Ancient actually. Taha Aki was still uncomfortable looking into those ancient eyes of the immortal.
He closed his eyes and sighed. "Fine. Wasn't like I was doing anything. It has been a while since I had an adventure. Besides, someone should watch your back and make sure you don't screw this up."
"That's the spirit!" Taha akli said with a smile.
"But we must hurry. By now some spirits will have manifested. And unlike the vampires they won't care about staying in the dark to the mundy's."
Taha Aki's face turned hard. "My son's will protect him."
"I hope. Because these are not vampires they are facing. These are creatures who think and act on a different level," Michael said.
"Then we best hurry."
They got up and left, leaving the chess board on the table. It would be there waiting for him when he returned.
Michael felt a little anticipation. He had not been kidding when he said he was bored. He wanted some fun and Taha Aki would help him achieve just that.

"Greetings my fellow warriors! I am Qahla! Son of Taha Aki and your chief! Bow before my magnificence!"
No one bowed. Both packs had been called and even the Cullens had been called to join. They had told everyone how Billy let Qahla be in charge. Suffice it to say no one was impressed.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Paul asked.
Qahla frowned. "I was hoping for more awe and wonder but I will give you all a moment to get charged up."
"We can't let him be the chief, he is a kid," Jared said.
"Yeah, what right does he have to take over?" Embry asked.
Qahla sighed. "Look, I am the first born son of Taha Aki, so it is my right to lead the tribe."
"But your just a little boy barely out of his diapers," Paul said.
Qahla glared at him. "And you sir are an ass!"
There was a sound of cloth's tearing and at first everyone assumed Paul had phased into a wolf. Instead, much to their shock, Paul had transformed into...a donkey.
"Whoops...sorry, that happens sometimes," Qahla said rubbing the back of his head.
He waved his hand and Paul transformed back into his human form. "What the hell!" he said shocked at what just happened.
"Dude! Awesome!" Emmett said.
Paul glared at Emmett, wishing he could phase and rip him to pieces.
"How is he able to do that?" Jared asked.
"He is a transformer," Billy said.
"A what?" Collin asked.
Billy sighed. Young kids today, when will they read a book?
"In all Native American tribes there exist beings that have amazing transformation powers, whether they transform themselves or others into animals or objects, or even creating life from nothing. Q'Wati the creator turned a pair of wolves into the first Quileute's."
"He also reads minds, controls the weather and draws in spirits," Edward said.
"Yes, about these spirits, Qahla, maybe you should tell them what you told us," Jacob said.
"Right. Okay everyone, sadly, my power has a habit of drawing in supernatural creatures. Our friends the Cullen's feel the pull as I am sure you do."
The Cullens and wolves looked at one another. They all felt a pull to Qahla.
"Qahla, has your power ever attracted our kind before?" Carlisle asked.
Qahla shook his head. "No, until yesterday I never met a vampire before."
"Could your power make us stronger as well?"
"Is there a reason for these questions?" Sue asked.
"Since we met Qahla my family and I have felt...more lively, rejuvenated. In fact those of us who have supernatural talents have shown to have their powers increased."
"It is true," Edward said. "I can hear thoughts from further away and I am starting to be able to actually hear past thoughts as well."
"Alice and I are affected as well," Jasper said.
"I have been getting more visions from further into the future," Alice said.
"Then is it a good idea you be here?" Sam asked.
"I do not like the idea of them getting more powerful."
Qahla narrowed his gaze on Sam, having heard his thoughts. In fact many of those present were having the same thoughts and Qahla was going to have none of it.
"Listen all of you. The Cullens are our allies. They have honored our truce and treated us with nothing but respect. I am ashamed to know how you have treated them. So what they are vampires. At least they are trying to not kill. At least they are trying to be human. At least they spend every second of their lives fighting their natural instincts. At least they are trying to better themselves. What right do any of you have to judge them? In fact, as you're chief I am absolving the treaty line."
The air was silent as the grave.
"WHAT!"
The wolves and Cullens all yelled.
"I see no harm in allowing the Cullens on our land. They have been nothing but hospitable to me. They even let me in their home knowing I was dangerous. Unlike the rest of you who treated me like a monster."
"Well, with the levitating and the hurricane and the glowing yellow eyes we were kind of freaked out," Quil said.
Qahla blushed and looked away. "I was in shock so sue me."
"You can't just absolve the treaty line!" Sam said.
"Yes I can, I am the chief now. The Cullens have always honored the truce...unlike you mister let's attack and kill them and an innocent human girl because she is pregnant with a vampire baby."
The sky began to darken with thunder clouds.
"I know your type all too well. Self-righteous men who act all virtuous and fair but you will quickly kill what you don't understand because you are nothing more than a scared little man."
Qahla's eyes flashed yellow, with the promise of violence.
"So let me make one thing clear Sam. I am in charge now. I have more power than any vampire you have ever faced and I have a bad temper. So I suggest you step off and let me run things the way I want to run them or I will turn you into a wolf for the rest of your life...got it?"
A cold thread of fear washed over Sam. He had faced an entire army of newborns and the most powerful coven in the world. He had faced certain doom more times than he could count and never before had he felt such fear in his life. He knew Qahla was serious, he knew if he wasn't careful this child would follow on his threats.
He bowed his head to Qahla. "Yes, I am sorry."
Qahla smiled, the light died in his eyes and the weather returned to normal. "Okay. So, as I was saying. The treaty line is absolved. The Cullens may come into our territory as often as they wish. Provided of course they mean no ill harm."
"I thank you for the offer. And of course the packs are both welcome to our land as well. But I think for now we will keep to our side, it will take time for both of us to get used to the line no longer existing."
"Of course. My loyal subject Jacob has imprinted on your Nessie. You are family now."
"Who said I was your subject?" Jack asked annoyed.
"Maybe not now, but you will be soon," Qahla said.
"What are you psychic?" Jake asked.
"Kind of. Sometimes I know things before they happen and I have a feeling you and me are going to be real close soon Jacob."
Jake knew the look on Qahla's face real well. It was the look of certainty Alice got when she saw the future.
"Let us proceed with the matter at hand," Billy said.
"Oh yeah, sorry. Well anyway. Last night some humans were killed. It was Raven Mockers."
"What are Raven Mockers?" Brady asked.
"There creatures from the Cherokee stories. They are not ours," Embry said.
"True. But my power drew in spirits from all over. Even from faraway lands. Just being close to me they gain power and substance. Now that I am back my power is calling to all the old spirits and bringing them back into the mortal world. Raven Mocker's are hald-men, half-raven creatures. They use their long sharp beaks to rip open a person's chest and devour their hearts. Normally they prefer to attack the weak. Sick people or the elderly. But if there are enough of them they will hunt as a flock and attack a stronger victims."
"Can they be killed?" Jake asked.
"Oh yes. Father was able to kill a whole flock all by himself. They are not as fast as vampires. But their beaks are really sharp and they can be a pain if there are a lot of them. Ripping of their heads or tearing them apart works."
"You said they like to hunt the weak right?" Jake asked.
Qahla nodded.
"Well...I think I have a plane."
Jake looked at Quil. "But I don't think some of us will like it."

Later that night Old Quil slept in his bed.
He had been in the hospital for food poisoning and in his old age it had almost killed him.
But The Atera men were stubborn and did not die easily. Old Quil was allowed to finally come home and was on a strict schedule of bed rest.
He was still so weak...still so vulnerable.
Why they even left his window open. Anyone or anything could just come in and try and hurt him. Kill him even.
"So easy," a sinister voice whispered.
Something black and slick flew into the room. It was half the size of a grown man. It's body was covered in black feathers and it's neck was long and snake like. It had a pair of arms that had hands with razor sharp claws. It's feet were bird like but with five didgits. It's head was that of a raven, its beak was long and sharp. Despite the beak it spoke perfect English.
"So foolish these puny humans. Leaving their windows open," the creature crackled.
It took a deep breath and almost gagged.
"Pfff, smells like stinky wolf in here. I will be quick and devour this old man and get far from this horrid stench."
The Raven Mocker landed on the bed. Its black eyes filled with an evil hunger. "I like young hearts better, but I will take what I can get."
The Raven out his clawed hand on the old man's shoulder so he could roll him on his back. When he did he was in for a nasty shock. Instead of the wrinkled old face of Old Quil, he met the young happy grin of Quil the fifth.
"Hi," Quil said.
His hand shot out and wrapped around the creatures neck. It shrieked an inhuman scream and tried to claw at Quil. Quil slammed the creatures head into the metal of the bed post. Knocking it out.
"Alright, you can all come out now," Quil said.
Seth and Embry slid from under the bed, Jake who was holding Qahla, who was dressed in war paint and holding his bone knife ready stepped out of the closet.
"Good job Quil. You have captured the monster," Qahla said.
"I thought you said they hunt in flocks?" Embry said.
"If they hunt stronger prey yes. But Raven Mockers are greedy creatures, they hate sharing hearts. But I know this one is part of a greater body. We must interrogate him. Quick, fetch me some rope."
A few minutes later they sat in Quil's back yard.
Old Quil was really at Billy's. Jake had formed a plane to use Old Quil as bait. Quil had almost punched his friend, but then Jake said they could just make it look like Quil was Old Quil.
Being his grandson and sleeping in his bed would have fooled the Raven Mocker into thinking they were one in the same.
The Raven Mocker was tied up with rope. The Wolves stared at the odd creature, never before seeing something so bizarre.
Qahla had seen stranger so he was not as shocked. He raised his hand and a small dark cloud formed over the Raven Mocker's head. Rain fell from the small cloud, waking the beast up.
It opened its eyes and glared at them. "You tricked me you scum sucking motherless maggot eating pieces of wolf shit!" the creature roared.
"And I thought Leah had a foul mouth," Seth said.
"Where is the rest of your flock little Raven Mocker?" Qahla asked.
The Raven Mocker glared at Qahla and smiled. "Well, if it isn't the great power of Quleute land. Or should I say cursed power?"
"I am Qahla Aki, the chief of this tribe and land. You will answer me when I ask you a question. Where is your flock?"
"What flock?" the Raven Mocker asked.
"I know you did not migrate from the spirit world alone. Where are the other Raven Mockers?"
"Like I'd tell you."
Jake took a step forward. "If I were you, I would answer his questions bird brain."
The Raven Mocker smiled (which should have been impossible seeing as how he had a beak)
"Go ahead, kill me. My physical form will be destroyed, but my spirit will return to the spirit world and I will simply cross back over. I do not fear you."
"No? What about me?"
Qahla's eyes began to glow yellow. The Raven Mocker stared at him in horror when he felt him probe his mind.
"Nooo...you are just a human! You...nnnhh...can't...ughhh...read me!"
"I am not human beast...far from it," Qahla said coldly.
He continued to look through the beasts mind. He got all kinds of images. All horrific and bloody. All showing many of the monsters victims. Others were of him flying in the air.
Reading the beasts mind was tricky and sickening. It's mind was not like human minds. It was more primal, more savage.
But he found what he wanted.
"The Raven Mockers are hiding up in the mountains in some caves. We can attack them tonight."
The Raven Mocker was breathing heavily. Qahla had not handled his mind gently. But then his body started to shake as he started to laugh.
"Yes, go on you foolish boy! Go to my brothers and sister, make them stronger! Just as you have made me stronger!"
His body began to shake but it was like he was having a seizure. Then in an explosion of flesh and feathers the Raven Mocker grew to be over six feet tall. It had fangs in its beak, sharp vicious things, it's body was well muscled now. It was like someone had fed him a load of super-steroids.
"Fools! You should have killed me! Being so close to this child for so long allowed me to absorb enough power to give me the strength to kill you all! Now I will devour this brat and become so powerful I will bring a new age for the Raven Mocker's!"
Jake and the others got ready to phase. But Qahla just stared at the newly powered Raven Mocker. Not impressed.
"Sorry, I think I would give you heart burn."
His eyes flashed with fire and here was an explosion of fire and light. Jake and the others held their hands over their eyes from the flash of extremely bright light.
When they put their hands down they saw the Raven Mocker was now a smoldering pile of ash on the ground.
"Holy shit!" Embry said.
Qahla turned to face them, his eyes still glowing like little yellow suns. "Summon the others, we will hunt them tonight."
Jacob reached into his pocket and called Sam. He told him to meet them, that the plane worked and they knew where the nest was. After seeing Qahla torch the Raven Mocker, he was beginning to see why his ancestors were scared of him.

Taha Aki and Michael sat on a bus heading for Forks.
They had to pick up some of Michale's things before they got on the bus. Michael always traveled light so they didn't have to grab many things.
He was now looking in a book of names. Trying to find one he wanted to be called.
"Find anything?" Taha Aki asked.
"No, I have been called all these names at one time or another. I really am old, if I can't even chose a name I haven't been called before." he let out a sigh and put his book away.
"What about your first name? The one you were born with?" Taha Aki asked.
No one knew what Michael's true name was. The name he started life with when he was born. Michael told no one what it was, it added to the mystery of who and what Michael really was.
"And give everyone power over me? I think not," he said.
"You really believe in the old stories of how names having power?" Taha Aki asked.
"I have seen it and used it many times old friend. The Egyptians were smart. The mothers would give their children two names. There was the name they would share with others and the secret name that only they and Isis would know."
"A lot of good it did them in the end," Taha Aki said darkly.
Michael waved his hand in the air dismissively. "Everything comes to an end sooner or later."
"That is what I am hoping for," Taha Aki said.
"As am I," Michael said.
They were quiet for a few minutes.
"You were right by the way," Taha Aki said somberly.
"Hmm?"
"About me planning this. You were right...all these years of failing to find a way to strip him of his curse, to turn him into a normal human child...I couldn't take it anymore. With each year the rock grew heavier and heavier around my neck as my shame grew. I wanted to release him. But I was too afraid. Afraid and ashamed. How could I let him out and tell him I tricked him into a rock and he had spent centuries in it? That while he slept his mother died and the world left him behind? All because I thought I could find him a cure? I failed him Michael and I could not bear to tell him. So I came up with a plane that would leave it to chance for him to be freed. I am a fool. I have put so many lives at risk because I was a coward."
"Well one good thing came out of it," Michael said.
"What's that?" Taha Aki asked.
"After all this time you can finally see him again."
Taha Aki smiled. "I don't think he will recognize me. I am an old man now."
"Lucky you," Michael said.
"Please, being old sucks. My joins are sore and my muscles ache and I have trouble...doing private stuff," Taha Aki said with a frown.
"Constipation?" Michael asked.
"Yep."
"It isn't easy being young. No one takes you seriously; young people are so rash and run head first into trouble. What's the point of being young forever? Sure, not dying sounds good on paper but where it the challenge? Without the risk of uncertain death life becomes stagnant. Pointless even. I can accomplish anything I desire because I have all the time in creation. I never have to feel fear, doubt, uncertainty or ever worry my life will end before my goals are fulfilled. All the while the world grows older, people I know and hate wither and die, civilizations crumble, god's are born and fade and in the end I am the only one who remains."
"How do you keep from going insane?" Taha Aki asked.
"What makes you think I am not insane?" Michael asked.
Taha Aki was quiet for a moment. There was a question he had been wanting to ask Michael, or David, or whatever name he went by. A question he feared the answer to.
"Michael...could Qahla be immortal?"
Michael shrugged. "Hard to say, I never met him so I can't say. But from what you have described of his regenerative powers and how quickly his powers are advancing I would not be surprised. But do not despair old friend. I am sure his immortality is not as powerful as mine though. Everything can die...some things take longer than others."
"How long have you been waiting to die?" Taha Aki asked.
"Hard to say for sure exactly when I desired to die. Sometime after the written word I guess."
Taha Aki chuckled. "Good joke."
Taha Aki never asked Michael his exact age. He knew he was older then he was but that was all he knew besides a few odd references. Taha Aki wasn't sure of his exact age. Sometimes he didn't think Michael knew either.
"Who's joking," Michael said.
"But...no one is that old," Taha Aki said.
"Really?" Michael said with a smirk.
Taha Aki stared at him, trying to understand how someone could be that old.
"What? That is the point of being immortal right? To never die right?"
"But...to be that old, I can't imagine the things you have seen and done."
Michael looked at him darkly. "Believe me, you don't want to know."

Qahla sat on top of Jake as he ran for the mountains.
Qahla was enjoying riding on Jacob as they ran at full wolf speed.
"This is just like when I was little and father used to let me ride on his back!" he said mentally.
Jake, Embry, Quil and Seth headed for the caves. Sam and some of his pack followed. The others were back in La Push keeping a look out for other Raven Mockers. Leah had wanted to come but Jake had her stay with the pups.
Jake and Sam did not like the idea of leaving the new wolves behind without someone older to look after them.
Jake had not shared what happened with the Raven Mocker with Sam. Sam knew it was dead but he didn't tell him it was Qahla that had roasted him like a Thanksgiving day Turkey.
"What is a Thanksgiving day?" Qahla asked.
"Stop reading my mind Qahla," Jake said.
"Stop thinking so I don't have to hear you," he said. "Why are you so unnerved about what I did?"
"Because it was not natural."
"You transform into a giant vampire killing wolf but I am not scared of you."
"But you are a kid. You shouldn't be killing at all."
"The other younger wolves are only a few years older than me but you expect them to kill vampires as easily as you do."
"It is our mission in life to kill vampires."
"Says who?"
"It is why we exist."
"No, you exist because my father was betrayed by a friend. You exist because a wolf shared it's body with a human spirit. You exist because my dad had lots and lots of kids. Vampires didn't show up until later."
"It is different okay."
"Because to you vampires are not real people."
"That is not the case!" Jake snapped.
Qahla chuckled. "You don't have to get snippy Jake. You may have imprinted on the Cullen's little girl and you may be more friendly with them. But you still view vampires as dead corpses. You should hear what the others feel about them."
"It's just how things are Qahla, we hunt vampires and protect the tribe."
"So why is me killing the Raven Mocker any different from you or the others killing a vampire?"
"Because children are not supposed to kill! Sam tries to keep the new wolves at home where they belong! Children are not supposed to kill! It is the older generation who protects the younger generation!"
Qahla was silent for a moment. "I am sorry Jake. I am still trying to understand this new time I find myself in. In my days everyone had to pull their own weight even the children. In the old days a girl was a woman when she bled her first woman's blood and a boy was a man when he made his first kill. No one had it easy, not even my father. He was so skinny compared to you wolves. You are all so fat compared to him."
"Hey! We're not fat!" Quil said.
"No offense Quil. Back in the old days it was harder to find food then it is now. Now all you have to do is drive to a store and buy something. In my days we hunted deer and whales and sometimes it was hard to find food so sometimes we had to go without."
"I understand what you are saying Qahla. I am still trying to get used to the fact you come from a different era as well. We both have some adjusting to do."
Qahla wrapped his arms tighter around Jake's neck.
"I wish my father was here. You would have liked him Jake. He was so nice and kind. No matter how bad things got he never gave up hope. He could always find a good thing in something bad. But I know he will be back for me."
"Is it a feeling you have?"
"No. My father would never just leave me. I know he will come back for me. He always comes back. Always."
Taha Aki and Michael stepped off the bus.
They stared at a sign. It read.

La Push Reservation
It had a picture of a wolf pack running through the woods on it.
"Home again, home again, jiggity-jig eh Taha Aki?" Michael asked.
Taha Aki was silent.
"You sense it too, don't you?" Michael asked.
"Yes. He has been freed. I was hoping he was still in the rock," Taha Aki said. "When we hid him away I placed the rock in a number of box's I placed charms on. In the rock his power won't bleed out but it can still attract certain beings with a special sense for mystical energy. I knew when they opened the box mystics and shamans would sense him, but I can sense the raw power, I can feel it calling to me, pulling me in."
"Then we need to hurry. He is moving at a very fast speed to the mountains. I sense something evil up there and I hate to think what will happen if he stays around it to long," Michael said.
"Why would he be going towards it?" Taha Aki asked.
Michael was silent for a moment as he focused his mental powers on Qahla. It was difficult because of his overwhelming aura and how fast he was going.
"I can't get a clear read on him...but I am sensing multiple minds...all connected...there is mixture of human and animal energies...shifters...wolves."
"So they accidentally released him," Taha Aki said.
"Boy, you are going to have a lot of explaining to do," Michael chuckled.
Taha Aki sighed. "Tell me about it."
"Well, we best hurry up and get their before they get themselves in trouble," Michael said. "Let's go into the woods and you can phase and carry me."
Taha Aki gave him an indignant look.
"What? Us mere mortals can only go so fast. Now get your old lazy ass in gear."
"But you're not mortal."
"So. Doesn't mean I can run a million miles an hour. I do have the body of a human."
"What about a transportation spell?"
"Who do I look like? Harry Potter?"

Fusedtwilight: Next chapter the wolves fight the Raven Mockers and Taha Aki has a reunion with his son.
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