Novel & Cerita Is Silver The Hedgehog Evil

When we reached the border, his friends were already coming towards the center, aiming to take him to the hospital, without wasting any time Noah took him in his arms and rushed with his wolf speed to reach the hospital in a minute. Silver metal is the poison for us wolves, though becoming adult our wolf build up the immunity to fight with the poison unless the contact is beyond the certain limit, but for teens who are still growing and near to their first shift, coming in contact with silver metal can act as a fatal for their wolves, saving their human side, their wolves take it on them and quietly dies within. Therefore, it wasn’t allowed to keep the silver metal open, neither was it sold

‘You must, I can scent the humans are coming and I cannot protect you against them. Lifting her head she heard them crashing through the woods, 'I tell you I saw it. A huge Silver Wolf. You know what that means. We must find it for him he will pay well for such a specimen.’ A gruff voice said ‘Don’t kill it, we must catch it alive, he always says that there is so much we can learn from such a creature’

Frowning, I glanced in the direction he was growling. There was a box. And a rose lying right next to it… What the---?! I grabbed the rose, but instantly let it go, feeling my skin sizzle. My heart dropped as I realized--- Silver! She had breathed in silver! Silver wasn't deadly for us. However, it did leave serious damage and scarring if it was ever used as a weapon. If it came into contact with our skin, it cut us off from our wolves and hindered the natural healing process, leaving us vulnerable for a while. The feeling was like fire, burning you like a bad allergic reaction...

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

With that thought in mind I crouch, focusing on the center of the bars and leap forward, feeling triumphant until I touched the metal that greet me and howl with pain. Silver. Of course the bars would be silver; it sadly is the Kryptonite to us werewolves. Silver is the only way to keep us locked inside the stupid cages or to harm us in any way, even kill us sadly. Many Hunters who know of the supernatural races use silver to harm us and even kill us for rewards. It is something we feared – vampires, witch, fae and werewolves alike.

"What the hell... hit me...?" Ellie turned her attention to the weapon he was struck with. Her shock grew upon noticing what the weapon was. The one of the very few weapons in which werewolves like them were extremely vulnerable to. "A silver dagger?!" she gasped out. William became just as surprised by this reveal. "Did you say 'silver'?! Why the hell is there a silver weapon in these woods?!" In an area populated with werewolves, more so the woods that was filled with nature's bounties, things such as silver should not exist in the area. So why...?

I went towards the drawer, took the pouch of silver powder from it, and applied it all over my body. Vampires and werewolves both have the same weakness, and that is silver; when they touch silver, their skin burns. I am a human but putting silver on my body irritates my skin {maybe because I have werewolf blood}. Right now, I am glad that I am a human. I took the sword and looked at Beth, who was observing my actions very carefully.

Some wanted them as a symbol or trophies, others expected them to serve as their pack's oracles which lead them to early graves because of the mentality of If I can’t have it, then no one will. The rumors say the silver ones had special abilities, that some had the powers to foresee events before they transpired, infinite wisdom if you will, or the power to heal with a single touch, it was even whispered that one had the Goddess's ear, the ability to speak to her and hear her. I call bullshit. I was born with silver hair and eyes like moonbeams and I have never had any such visions. It has only ever brought me pain and death, first when I was seventeen, I doubt it will be any different now

He said while eyeing me. I'm glad I unknowingly ruined his plans multiple times... He freaking deserved that! Ethan chuckled, "I thought I could take you down with Hudson's help and if he failed, the poison and silver won't. But that deadly combination of poison and silver turned out to be a blessing for me. It confirmed that Hazel was still a silver wolf but to make her blood and magic more stronger, I needed her to wolf out. And look... Finally, the magnificent silver wolf is here."

She’d spend the rest of her life in prison if she wasn’t killed while enjoying her first meal. Phoebe confirmed the ancient legend that silver is indeed harmful to werewolves, so Bjorn had purchased a length of sturdy chain and coated it in silver-laced paint. He’d purchased a heavy duty pitbull muzzle and coated that in silver as well. He knew that werewolves possess superhuman strength, so he wasn’t taking any chances on leather straps. Chains would be necessary tonight.