The Other Argent

Letters

I twisted the lilac fabric around in my hands. It was a soft cotton fabric in the packet, it came with matching lace too. I closed my eyes and I imagined the perfect dress. Tight fitting around the bust to the hips and then flowing out freely, the skirt covered in lace. Straight away I grabbed all my stuff, and went down to my activities room. I knew I would've been much excited for it to be revealed to me had Kate not just died, I was greatful that they gave me a separate room to do my favourite activities in. I started cutting out the shape of the dress, knowing the exact measurements. For the rest of the night, I cut and sewed, making sure the dress was perfect, once i'd done the dress, I started on the leather jacket. It was two in the mornig when I was finished, and for the first time since I'd found out the news, I smiled.

Grabbing both the jacket and the dress, I put them in a clothes bag and hung them up. I then began to make another dress. A black one. It was going to be a bodycon dress, with ruffles around the neckline and a diamante hemline. After that I made a black cardigan. It was 8am when I'd also finished another black dress and two black shirts.

For the past week, I hadn't spoken, or eaten. I didnt even attempt to see my family members. But now, I gathered all my energy up and made my way to the kitchen. Where I saw my parents and Allison sitting and eating.

"Is there some for me?" I croaked, making every head turn to me.

My mum instantly got up and made me some cereal and a cup of tea. I sat down, across from Allison and began eating the second the food was infront of me.

"I made Kate a dress and a leather jacket for her to wear in the coffin". I said.

"You didnt need to Isobel. We could of chose something from her wardrobe"

"No. I did. Before she came here, we were watching a movie. And there was a funeral, and she told me the exact thing she wanted to wear in her coffin. A beautiful lilac dress and a leather jacket. She described both to me, and told me she wanted me to make it for her. So I did."

They looked at me, and My dad stood up and then returned with a letter.

"This is for you. Kate wrote it," He said and slid it towards me.

I nodded, I went to my activity room and grabbed everything I'd made and brought it to the kitchen. I held out the second dress to my mum, one of the dress shirts to my dad, and the cardigan to Allison.

"These are for you to wear. I got Grandpa a shirt too, and here's Kates's outfit." I said and showed them it.

"Wow. It's beautiful." Allison gasped.

I smiled and then grabbed the letter.

I walked to my room. Sat on my bed, and opened it up.

Dear Izzy,

If you're reading this, I'm dead. Now I didnt know I was going to die, but with my job, it was highly probable.

My job? I can hear you ask that question, but it's the family job. Hunny, we're hunters. We hunt the supernatural. Werewolves, Kanima's, Kitsunes, the lot. Now, please don't spread this information, you'll probably be called crazy. Plus, it's the family secret. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. And now, I also want to tell you; I have a daughter. Her name is Malia. She got taken away at birth though, now no one knows except from me and the grandma. The dad is Peter Hale if you ever meet him, but his mum did some werewolf thing to make him forget. Please keep this secret, and tell her the truth if you ever meet her. For me. I just want to say, Izzy. You're like a sister and I love you. Please, do not get too caught up with this death, we will always have the good memories, and I'll always watch you. Izzy, stay strong, and maybe your dad will teach you how to shoot your gun at something other than a tree or target. Kill a lot of supernatural beings, and be awesome.

Love from, Kate.

(P.S Argent means Silver)

I stared at the letter. Our family were hunters? Actual hunters? Like the ones I had seen in many movies. This was freaking awesome. But...did that mean there was werewolves in Beacon Hills? Even more awesome. I then reread the letter...I had a cousin. Who didnt know who her real parents were. If I ever found her, I would tell her. No matter the cost.

I folded up the letter and placed it under my pillow, I then turned to my wardrobe. I picked out a pair of tartan jeans and a black t-shirt. Puttin on some socks, I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where my parents were talking.

"So, are there werewolves in Beacon Hills?" I asked. Both of my parents looked at me in surprise.

"Iz, what are you talking about?" Dad asked.

"Kate. She told me most things in the letter. How this family are hunters, the supernatural creatures here and stuff along those lines."

"Well...yes, there is Werewolves here, but you're not heloing, not yet. I want to train you first."

I nodded and hugged my dad and left to watch some tv.

*

"Thank you for making the cardigan Isobel." Allison said,

"Its fine, it wouldn't of been fair if you didn't get something." I replied, smoothing out my dress.

"Iz, I'm never fair to you. And I want to apologise for that. And also, if you need company around Beacon Hills high school. I'm here for you" Allison smiled and left the room.

And that left me pondering her words.