A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Jacob tightened his arm around Renesmee and looked at her. She smiled and kissed his arm, then
turned her attention back to Billy.
“Generation upon generation passed until the brave Taha Aki became Chief. He was a fair Alpha
who took his position with great pride. As much as he loved his wife and children, he felt a strong
duty to lead the tribe and his small pack of Shifters. He was very sad when his wife grew old and
passed on. His children grew, and some joined the pack when they reached the age of maturity.
Taha Aki married again in his seventieth year as Alpha. Still, he felt that his obligation to the tribe
was greater than the mortal need for a woman. Another century passed before Taha Aki met his
third wife.
“The woman was a Quileute. He had met her and known her as she grew. On the eve of her
eighteenth birthday, he saw her in the forest. It is said that he fell to his knees, captivated by her
beauty. He fell in love with her like no one had ever loved before. He called it Imprinting, for she left
a powerful and permanent imprint on his heart, mind, body, and soul.”
Jacob shifted and glanced at Renesmee’s face. She had a small smile on her lips, and it made him
happy to see it.
“She loved him back and became his third wife.
“It was during the time of the third wife that the Cannibal Spirit Dask’iya returned to the land of the
Quileutes. She coaxed five children into the forest and devoured them. Even as Spirit Warriors, the
Quileutes could not defeat her. They called upon Q’wati to aid them in the protection of their land,
and he came and banished her.
“To spite the Benevolent Spirit and the Spirit Warriors, Dask’iya plotted revenge. She spit on an
apple and turned it black, then she cut it into ten pieces and fed one to a different person across the
land. Those that ate the cursed fruit soon felt her venom spread through their body, turning them
into a living stone. Their hearts stopped, leaving them thirsty for blood, and their eyes turned red.
The creatures wreaked havoc upon the land, killing many people and creating even more of their
kind. They were fast—so fast it was difficult to see them move—and much stronger than any human
or Shifter.
“The Shifters once again called upon Q’wati for help. He was unable to fight the bloodthirsty
creatures, but he made the Shifters bigger, stronger, and faster so that they could. All members of
the tribe bearing the ancient bloodlines were made to shift and protect their people.
“A great battle took place. Because of their new abilities, the Shifters were able to destroy their
enemies and drive them away. When the fighting ended, it was learned that Taha Aki’s own wife had
been bitten by one of the creatures. As she writhen in the pain of the venom, she begged him to end
her life before she could turn into one of them.
“Taha Aki could not do it. She was his imprint; the most powerful and sacred of bonds was shared
between them. His oldest son, Yaha Uta, could not bear the thought of his father allowing this
travesty. He Shifted and killed the woman before her heart stopped beating.
“Rage unlike anyone had ever experienced rose in Taha Aki at his son for what he’d done. Grief and
torment drove him forward, but Yaha Uta was not a coward. He knew he had done what had to be
done. He was not proud of his actions, only relieved that another monster was not allowed to live.
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