A fight and a runaway

[Mr. Silver Arrow]

Mr. silver sat in a large black arm chair next to a roaring fireplace. His staff in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. Makato had made his way just a few hours ago and Mr. silver knew that this would be the only time he would see the boy for the next couple of months. He was ready to leave from this despicable country and return to America were he will rightfully take control of Scry Corpooration.

"Makato get in here right now I wish to see you." Mr. silver bellowed.

 

[Makato Scry]

Makato walked into the Living room defiantly and sat down across from his grandfather.

"What do you want?" makato spat feeling for his wand instinctly in his pocket.

 

[Mr. Silver Arrow]

"You will so me some respect boy." Mr. silver stood up and walked over and smacked the boy across the face. Getting brief satisfaction He returned to his glass of whiskey.

"We have a small problem. That problem is that you are the only thing standing between me and power. How do you figure we fix that problem." Mr. Silver said smoothly.