"The legend is that you need silver to kill a werewolf. The truth? You need an Argent."
Silver Argent didn't particularly like the idea of his family moving to a new town but he should be used to it. His twin sister Allison thought a new start would...
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Silver was able to escape going out with Michael during the night as the boy felt sick and his dad believed him. He snuck out the front door with the car keys in his hands and the car easily unlocked.
As soon as he entered the car, he closed the door and breathed on the window to see a hidden message from Scott that read, '9 pm'. Silver checked the clock to see it was five to and when he turned back he jumped seeing Gerard staring at him.
Gerard opened the door to help his grandson out as Silver looked panicked, "I didn't mean to scare you..." He said. "It's okay, I was just-" Silver nervously said as he leaned against the car door.
"Are you expecting someone else?" Gerard asked him. "Yeah-- I mean, no. No, definitely not. I sometimes go on a drive when I feel anxious." He stammered trying to convince himself knowing his dad would rather him not be in a vehicle. "Good! Then we can talk for a minute." Gerard said believing him.
Silver never really knew his grandfather and he was unsure how much Gerard knew of Silver's past but knowing Michael, he probably knows all of his secrets. Gerard went to pull something out of his pocket when a book bound in leather fell on the ground and Silver picked it up for him.
"Oh, thanks. Don't want to drop that. I'd be lost without it." Gerard chuckled as he took his pills, "When I was your age, I didn't even take vitamins. Now, I'm choking down a cocktail of pills three times a day. But, I do what my doctor tells me, because I trust him. Trust is a commodity our family holds very high, you know? And my daughter-- well, your aunt Kate-- died doing what she thought was right. Her intentions may have been a bit misguided–"
"A bit?" Silver muttered. "I like that. Oh, you and your sister remind me of her. She challenged me, too." Gerard said to him. "Is that what you want me to do? Challenge you?" Silver asked, unsure of the situation.
"I want you to trust me. You're gonna find yourself put in the position where you question the trust of people close to you-- even your closest friends." Gerard placed a hand on Silver's shoulder, pulling him close, "I know you were hurt, Arthur. But understand that with family you can be stronger. You have to know the trust you'd never question is family. Can I trust you, Arthur?"
Silver sighed as he nodded, "Yeah." He whispered. "Not "yeah." Speak with conviction! Yes, or no?" Gerard yelled at him. Silver looked up straight into his grandfather's eyes, "Yes. You can trust me."
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SIlver was able to escape Gerard stating that he would still like to drive and pick up some food but of course he drove to the preserve, hoping to see Scott. He quickly ran out to look out point only to see no-one there. "Scott?" He called out with hope.
He looked down to a rock to see Scott's message of, 'Couldn't wait. Missed U.' causing SIlver to sigh and take a seat on the rock.
"Silver?" He jumped, seeing Michael and Allison standing behind him. "What are you guys doing here?" He asked, worried. "Allison said she saw Gerard talking to you." Michael admitted, "We wanted to make sure you were okay."
