My Adventures With Superman Silver Banshee Novels & Stories

“GET ALL THE SILVER AND WOLFSBANE WE HAVE—ARSENIC, ANYTHING—AND TAKE HER DOWN!” I ripped through them one by one, taking them down at lightning speed. Adrenaline coursed through my veins as I moved. Their numbers had dwindled, and now a fearful expression replaced the gleeful ones they had worn moments ago. A resounding growl emanated from my throat, loud and clear, as I began to move once more. My energy didn’t seem to diminish in the least as I continued my onslaught. They had finally armed themselves with weapons made of silver and wolfsbane. This didn’t register to me as I raged on.

The golden light suddenly appeared without warning. Before the banshee could react, the golden light suddenly turned into a huge palm, leaving a trail in the air, tearing the void and grabbing her. Sizzle! When the golden flame touched the banshee's body, it immediately made a sound of boiling oil. "Ah!" The banshee let out a wail, and black smoke suddenly gushed out from her whole body. A burning smell immediately spread around. What made the banshee even more desperate was that, at this moment, a lightning bolt in the distance condensed into a long spear, constantly piercing through the space, with a great destructive aura. In an instant, it approached her.

Juan and Tate were right behind him. “Fine…need…minute….to…recover.” She responded as she fought through the pain. Xandar held her hand, and she gripped his tightly as she coped with the pain. The sparks erupted from her hand and flowed through the rest of her body. She felt her bones recovering much quicker. The silver which was disappearing slowly before suddenly sped up in vanishing from her bloodstream. When she was fully recovered, she let out an exhausted breath and uttered, ‘Clothes.’

I dragged myself toward the medical tray and grabbed a pure silver scalpel used for excising dead flesh. Before they could react, I plunged the silver blade straight into my wrist. Blood sprayed everywhere. I twisted the blade into my flesh with everything I had left. I could feel it—my wolf and the healing factor in this hand were permanently destroyed. Agony washed over me like a tidal wave. Trembling violently, I collapsed. Black blood splattered all over Jasper's pants. He screamed and fell back. Isla hid behind our mother, shivering. My parents finally snapped out of it. One fainted from the shock, and the other frantically yelled for the medics.

They weren’t covered with contacts anymore instead they glowed red and gold. “I’m getting hungry,” she explained. “Come on let’s check this out before I go berserk on you.” She turned and started walking away. Miles appeared beside her and followed her. Silver raised a brow at me. “Are you sure you’re good? You look like something terrible happened or was about to. You’re sure you’re good? You can take a moment before we check what we find. I can’t promise it will be pleasant.” I shook my head. There’s no use showing weakness around super beings. “Let’s go.”

It was coming from the sky. "The carrier," I whispered. "The carrier is already gone," Vance said. She was smiling now, even as Richard’s jaws hovered inches from her throat. "The Silver-Eater is a kinetic slug. It doesn't need to fire. It just needs to fall. And it's coming down right on top of this tent." "Richard! Get out!" I screamed. Richard didn't move. He grabbed Vance by the collar and threw her out into the mud, his chrome body shielding me from the terminal.

The crazy thing was that, if the person were from spring pack, I would have been able to mind link them and found their identity a few hours ago. But that was impossible now because I had cut ties with the pack. I couldn’t just access their mind links because I had a new pack now. But still, who were they? And how did they get a silver bomb? Silver bombs were so rare and so dangerous because it contained raw, crystallized wolfsbane that would pierce straight into the skin and eat you from the inside out. It would take a miracle and weeks or even months for the most powerful werewolves to recover. Not even Kane was strong enough to simply bounce back from this.

Here I was, sitting in the same seat as before and waiting for Liam to get on the jet. But earlier, it was only Liam and I in the jet with Elijah and that air hostess, whatever her name was, but this time, all the members of our packs were accompanying us along with Zoey, who was knocked out and was tied in silver chains tightly on the chair. Her skin had become pale and there were red burn marks all over her legs and arms. Mark of slaps were also on her face which made me wonder how they didn't heal yet. I get why the burn marks weren't healing but fingerprints... Can silver chains also slow down healing? Or do they completely prevent super-healing abilities?

I raised my hands, silver energy bursting outward to shield us. The two forces collided violently. The explosion lit the entire mountain. For a moment, it looked like we might hold the attack. Then the fire pushed harder. My silver shield began to crack. Theodore stepped closer, pouring his power into mine. “Hold it!” But the creature kept pushing. The fire grew stronger. Too strong. The shield shattered. The blast slammed into us. And everything disappeared in flames. ************************************

I muttered through clenched teeth, still not able to tear my eyes away from the body. His soulless eyes stared into the night sky. He had open wounds all over his body and burns as well. His veins that popped out had darkened and with every passing second, it felt more like his body was being damaged beyond repair. A shiver ran down my spine because this wasn't Wolfsbane. This was the effect of Silver— A banned substance. “What the heck had happened and…” Before I could complete my words, Enzo hugged me. “Brother. He committed suicide. The physician said he had consumed a Silver poison. Isn't that crazy? That kind of poison has been banned amongst werewolves for centuries,”