Silver Overwatch Novels & Stories

"Dr. Carter, which I presume you know by now, is a scientist who has worked on a lot of projects over the years. I had been chasing down a particular werewolf when I bumped into him and his lab, as well as the organization he worked for, who weren't interested in what he had discovered. "The wolf I was after had been captured by them—was shot with silver bullets, injected with wolfsbane and arsenic, and everything that a werewolf fears the most—but nothing seemed to have affected it. It was still alive." My father's eyes sparkled as he explained, feeling so engrossed. "They are known as Silver Bloods—have abilities like no one has seen before. They were bigger, stronger, faster, and everythi

“Trevor Barrier, to swear this oath to the Silverclaw family, you must ensure this with a blood oath. Doing so will illuminate you completely if ever you were to betray, or cause ill intent to Silverclaw. Do you accept?” “I accept.” He put out his forearm and I made a slash with my claw through his palm and forearm. Then I slashed my own palm and forearm and grabbed his in the official were greeting. As our blood intermixed both of our eyes became silver, the silver swirled in his irises and then disappeared into his pupil. The minute it disappeared, a flash of silver emitted from my chest and into his. Trevor was officially a Barrier for Silverclaw. I repeated all of the same steps with the

SKY He’s made his choice, and it’s me. Sky Silver. The Silver Moon Pack’s outcast, and the strongest one among them, if I’m being honest. It feels strange being trapped inside this glowing orb, watching the Silver Moon wolves slam into it again and again, unable to break through. Aunt Selene is talking somewhere behind me, but my focus is drawn to the other woman standing outside the barrier. She’s made of light and magic, calm and steady, and I know without being told that she’s family too.

There is no way a skin will remain intact with the friction it creates from the slightest movement. I developed some immunity to the silver in the past two years, all thanks to the rope with silver needles Nico and his men used to restrict me. I don’t know how but the effect of silver on my skin, though it stings, does not cause a lasting effect, even my wolf can ignore his discomfort for the contact. Not unless a liquid silver is pumped directly into my system, then Six should be fine.

The car was already waiting in the driveway. Sleek, dark, and quiet—its engine a low purr, like a predator at rest. Elara had never ridden in anything like it. Her father called it a courtesy—“the least the Valtoris could do.” She suspected it was more of a message: We’re watching now. She belongs to us.

"We will fight for our Luna. The question is: who will stand with us?" Silence fell. Alpha Morgan was the first to speak. "I will. But I can only spare fifty warriors." "We'll send thirty," another Alpha said reluctantly. "But if the casualties mount....." "We'll send none," Alpha Reeves said flatly. "This is your fight, Silverfang. We wish you luck, but we're declaring neutrality." One by one, the Alphas made their decisions. Some pledged warriors. Other resources. But most declared objectiveness—they wouldn't fight for either side.

I kept my expression perfectly blank, an empty canvas of administrative politeness. "It’s a custom blend, Mr. Laurent," I replied, maintaining a steady even tone. "A lavender and silver-oxide synthesis. Our corporate environment requires a high standard of presentation and I prefer something that remains crisp throughout a twelve hour shift." I deliberately used the word ‘silver’. To a human, it meant nothing. To a wolf, it was a subtle, psychological deterrent – a reminder of the metal that could burn them.

Aetos said and tapped on Walter's shoulder. "See you when I see you." he said. "Good luck on fooling and observing the chief. I hope you succeed." Walter answered laughing. Walter knows that fooling and observing the chief, Silver would be hard for Aetos. Silver is known for her great instinct and sense. She could easily sense if someone is following or keeping an eye on her. The order of observing her alone is tough, so as Lupus. Only Silver knows everything about Lupus identity. Observing him would be more tough for no one knew him before he came to the kingdom.

Adrian swung his gun toward the stairwell. “Strike squad! They’ve found us!” Dozens of shadows surged upward hunters in silver armor, moving too fast and, too precise to be human. Crowe tilted his head slightly, silver light flashing in his eyes. “Not mine. They’re Silver Hounds bio-soldiers bred by Dr. Alaric.” Evelyn sprang up, thumbed the safety, and let three rapid rounds fly. One creature toppled, but instead of red the blood shimmered silver, hissing as it slicked across the concrete.

He stood on top of the largest building of the city, he watched as he saw lots of blood being split on the floor. "You will pay for what you did!" Silver shouted as he change his form into that of a psychic vampire. He had a silvery-white hair, and a pair of blue wings that can be extracted and concealed within him. He was wearing a blue robe and by his right hand, he held a sword. The Dragon Sword. He went through the gate of the city and slayed those standing by the gate. "Come on out you scumbags, You have just tampered with another person's property and you shall all be punished by me!!"