Deadly Reflections

Chapter Twenty Four

Feeling a light nudge against my leg, I open my eyes to see Stiles' light brown ones staring at me. I hadn't even realized I had fallen asleep again.

"Hey buddy! We're about to enter Star City!" He said. I sat up and looked out the window and sure enough we came upon the large sign that read Welcome to Star City.

It was still dark out, so I pulled out my phone to check the time. 12:31 am. We came to a stoplight and I noticed Derek check his phone, before looking at the three of us.

"Hope you guys are hungry."

We all nodded and simultaneously said, "starving!" He chuckled and began driving again. Soon we were parked in front of a small diner.

"So sourwolf, are you going to tell us who it is you think can help us?" Stiles asked. Derek glared at him as we entered the diner.

"We're meeting the mayor." He finally admitted.

"The mayor? Of...of Star City?" Stiles stuttered. Derek rolled his eyes. "Yes Stiles, the mayor of Star City."

"Derek!" A man, not much older than Derek, walked up to us. He had light brown, short hair. His crystal blue eyes gave him this strong and powerful aura. He also had a close shaved beard like Derek and stood slightly taller than him.

"Hey!" Derek smiled and pulled this unknown man into a quick, but loving hug. When they separated, Scott, Stiles and I stared at Derek with our arms crossed, waiting for an introduction.

"Guys, this is my cousin and mayor of Star City, Oliver. Oliver, this is Scott, Stiles and Jett." Derek introduced. We stared, wide eyed at the cousins standing side by side.

"You're cousins?" Scott asked, bewildered. They nodded, smiling.

"Come. Let's get you guys some food." Oliver said, turning away from us, leading us to a booth. Derek and Oliver sat on one side, while Scott, Stiles and I sat on the other.

"Please tell me you're not turning teenagers again." Oliver said, giving Derek a knowing expression.

"No. That's a mistake that I will never make again. Besides, I haven't been an alpha since I saved Cora." Derek explained.

"Hold on, so you know about the supernatural?" Scott asked. Oliver chuckled slightly.

"I know about a lot of things." He replied, no distinction of a lie in his tone. "So what brings you all here to my city?" He asked. I gulped, nervously.

"We need your help. Jett here, was attacked by a man in an orange and black mask." Derek said. Oliver's expression hardened, just as the waitress came to the table.

"What can I get to drink for you gentlemen?" She asked, kindly.

"Rum and coke!" Stiles blurted. All of us turned to look at Stiles with raised eyebrows. "Ah coke is fine. The rum will most likely keep me up all night so yeah, cokes good." He corrected himself.

"Make that two cokes." Scott added. I looked up at the waitress and smiled.

"I'll have a Dr. Pepper, please." I said.

"I'll have a cup of coffee, decaf." Derek said.

"I'll just have my usual." Oliver said.

"Alright, coming right up." She said.

"Thank you, Carly." Oliver said, causing a bright smile to flash across her face as she walked away. Oliver then quickly faced me.

"What did this man in the mask do to you?" He asked.

"My girlfriend and I had gone on a run through the woods and she was shot with a tranquilizer gun. I was shoved against a tree and injected with some sort of serum. It knocked me out until the next morning. After coming to, everything was different. My strength tripled, along with all my senses, but some of the side effects were extremely dangerous." I explained.

"What kind of side effects?" Oliver asked.

"Homicidal thoughts, aggression, zero self control, hallucinations, nightmares." I said. He sat back and ran his hands over his face in a stressed manor.

"How is this possible?" He asked, more to himself.

"What do you mean?" Scott asked.

"This drug sounds identical to one that raided Star City a couple years back, but we stopped it." He stated.

"Obviously it wasn't completely stopped." Stiles said, bluntly.

"If this is the same drug, then we need to get the cure into your system as soon as possible!" Oliver said seriously. "After we leave here we need to get a blood sample from you, if that's okay?" He added. I nodded.

After eating some delicious diner food, we followed Oliver to what was his campaign office. Walking inside, it was dark and empty, making me uneasy. We followed him into the private office and towards a nook in the right side wall. Oliver pulled what looked like a garage door opener out of his pocket and pressed a small button. The wall moved, revealing an elevator.

"You have a secret elevator in your campaign office? Yeah, that's a bit unusual, but whatever." Stiles said. Oliver chuckled and entered the elevator. We followed and watched as Oliver pressed the button to go down. When the doors opened, Scott, Stiles and I stood in complete shock. The lair like room was large. In the middle was a circular platform with computers lining along the edge of it. Along the right wall we're a line of cases with leather suits and hoods in each of them. On the opposite wall were a large amount of weapons and ammunition, though it mainly consisted of special made compound bows and military grade arrows. The back wall was like a mini medical center. The whole room was held up by steel columns and everything had a slight green glow to it.

"Holy crap! You... You're the Green Arrow!"