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Sin's Of The Father	By : fusedtwilight Category: Twilight Series > General Views: 2996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sins of the Father
Chapter 1
The Cursed Child
Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta animegirlkiki for betaing.
I got the idea for this story after reading Eclipse (again) so I decided to make a fanfic of it. Hope you all enjoy it.
The moon shined brightly in the sky.
The air was chilled as was the normal, but with my new body I found I had a strange resistance to the cold.
The air was calm, only the sounds of my beloved's cries filled the air.
I stood outside the hut as was tradition, how I wanted to be there for her, to hold her hand, to comfort her during this exceedingly difficult time.
But the birthing hut was only allowed for women, even the mighty chief was not allowed to witness this sacred moment.
Although many argued about how sacred it was.
With my new enhanced hearing I could hear her heart beating frantically, her scent was filled with pain. I grinded my teeth together and fought the urge to run in there, tradition be damned.
The elders stood with me, their faces stoic. Many of the others of the tribe had gathered as well. Normally a birth is a cause for celebration, but the mood of the others was anything but warm or pleasant.
I could hear the heart of the newborn, still inside her, still tormenting her.
I cursed fate for the cruel hand it had dealt us. Why did it have to be like this?
One of the elders, Shu walked over to me. His face grave.
"Taha Aki, we must talk," he said, his voice a whisper.
"What is it?" I asked, not feeling chatty right now.
One of the new things I had to learn to deal with this new body was my new temper. Before I had been very calm and rational, but since my merger with the wolf I found a new anger lurked in my heart.
I thought with Utlapa's death it would fade, but even now I was more irritable, more aggressive. There were times when I grew so mad I would inadvertently transform.
But I was learning control, I had to.
"I hate to bother you with this, believe me I wish this was...a proper birth. But the people are afraid. They fear what your wife will give birth too," he said.
"I know, I am not blind. They may whisper but my new ears hear everything."
It was true. All my senses were enhanced, even in human form. All the times my people whispered when they thought I could not hear filled my head. Words and sounds I was never able to pick up before made its way to my ears as if they were shouting.
I knew they were afraid, I don't blame them, I was afraid too.
This conception should have never happened. The spirits know what the baby will be like.
"Then I think it best as soon as the child be born we...kill it."
I gave him a hard glare and he backed away a bit. "Please Taha Aki, I hate the thought myself. But this child must not be allowed to grow. We must kill it before it becomes too powerful."
"And what will we tell my wife?" I asked.
My sweet, loyal, loving wife. She so wanted to believe this child could be normal. That it was untainted by evil. She had hope at least.
"Tell her it died of natural causes, it does happen," Shu said.
It was true. There were sad times when the spirits decided a baby was not meant to be born, even after it escaped it's mother's belly. Some were too weak to live.
"A simple smothering, or breaking its neck would suffice, we would tell her it just died. After all, it was not meant to be."
It was not meant to be. How many times have I heard that phrase? Those six little words were burned into my head, I had repeated them so many times, trying to ready myself for what I had to do.
I had to protect my people, I already failed them once when I let Utlapa take my original body. I would not fail them again.
"Please Taha Aki, you must protect us from this evil!"
"Silence!" I growled.
My hands shook from rage. How dare this old bat tell me what my duties were! As if I didn't know! As if this day had not haunted me, as if it did not weigh down on my soul!
My love gave one final shriek of pain. Then for a few seconds there was silence. Then a newborn babies cries filled the night.
The air itself seemed to sigh, as if it was holding its breath.
Some people were listening, waiting, wondering what would happen next. Would the baby be normal? Human? Would it be deformed? What curse had been visited on us?
A moment later the tarp was pushed aside and the birthing mother, an ancient white haired wise woman who had helped deliver me came through.
Usually she had a warm toothless smile on her face as she handed the new father their bundle of joy. But her face was tense and she handed me the bundle eagerly, as if she was afraid it would bite her.
"It is a boy," she said.
A boy?
I looked down at the bundle. The smell of blood and birthing fluids was thick on him. His face red from his venture to the world, his little tuft of black hair wet. His little arms flayed around, as if he was fighting the wind.
I put my finger to his cheek, I inspected him so closely. He looked human, he smelled human. He was so small, was it me? Since my transformation I was much taller and had more muscles then what I originally did.
Maybe he was small because I was so much bigger. I tried to see if there was anything of me in him. But he was just a baby and until he grew up I would not know for sure how much of me was in him...and how much of him was in him as well.
But I was talking like he would live that long.
When I touched his cheek the child stopped fussing. Then he opened his eyes.
I gasped.
They were neither black nor brown. They were yellow. Yellow like the son on fine summers day. So yellow they seemed to glow.
The elders quickly circled around me, each one looking at the baby and gasping in shock.
"Look at his eyes!"
"Not natural!"
"Inhuman!"
"An obvious sign!"
"Quickly, do it now!"
They edged me on, tried to push me into doing it, but I was in shock. Those eyes were so innocent, so pure. How could there be anything evil about this child?
The baby looked at all the men; the sound of their angry voices began to disturb him. He shut his eyes and opened his mouth and a wail escaped his lips.
Something in me snapped then. I let out a vicious snarl and the elders all went quiet. They paled slightly and backed away.
I looked back to the baby; it was staring at me now, looking at me confused. Like it was wondering who and what I was.
Which was funny because I was thinking the same thing about him.
"Taha Aki, the time is now. It must be done," one of the elders said.
I took a deep breath, my eyes never leaving the little ones. He was right, it had to be done.
I raised my hand, trying not to let the others see how bad it was shaking. The baby looked at me, so innocent, so pure.
"Forgive me," I whispered.
Fusedtwilight: I promse next chapter will be longer. This is just the star. All kinds of secrets about the Quileute's past is about to come back and bite them in the rear. To find out the fate of the little yellow eyes baby stay tuned. Please review.
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