Deadly Reflections

Chapter Twenty Eight

After a two hour flight, that felt more like four, we landed on the shore of Lian Yu. Not far inland stood a fairly large A.R.G.U.S facility.

"Looks like Lyla's been busy." Oliver said causing John to chuckle.

"What is A.R.G.U.S exactly?" I asked.

"It stands for Advanced Research Group United Support." Oliver says. I give him a look, telling him to elaborate.

"It's basically a form of special ops. This facility is their super max prison." John explained. My eyes widen a little. "Wow."

"Yep. They deal with the worst criminals and meta humans." John said. I nod in understanding.

"Lyla gave you the password to get inside?" Oliver asked. John nodded. I followed them along the beach, bypassing the facility.

"Uh where are we going?" I ask.

"To see Slade." Oliver said.

"Shouldn't we be going into the building?"

"No, that's just security and a medical care center. The prison is underground." John said. My jaw dropped in shock and slight fear. We continued down the beach until we came to a man hole cover a top a large boulder. John pulled the cover up allowing Oliver to climb down into the hole first. John then gestured me to go down next. I climbed down the ladder, quickly reaching the bottom. Turning around, I suddenly feel confined in the small room. John quickly caught up to us, making the room even smaller. He turned to the big steel door with the A.R.G.U.S logo on it and typed in a code on the keypad. Hearing the click of the door unlocking, we glanced at one another before stepping inside. A long hallway went from my left to my right with connecting hallways on both ends. Ahead of us sat a C shaped prison cell. Inside, a man with black hair and a little grey on the sides, sat on his cot, almost as if he's waiting. He had an eyepatch over his right eye along with a salt and pepper beard slowly making an appearance. To say he looks like me, is an understatement, and most definitely creepy.

"Aye kid. What do I owe the pleasure of this visit? Did you miss me?" The man asked in an Australian accent, that I wasn't expecting to hear. He would glance my way every couple of seconds, making me extremely uncomfortable.

"You know exactly why we're here, Slade." Oliver accused.

"Do I now?" He asked. Oliver turned to me, putting a hand on my shoulder, guiding me forward so that I stood beside him.

"Tell me Slade. Do you recognize this young man?" He asked.

"You mean my long lost son?" He asked. Oliver nodded. "That's what I thought. Now how about you tell us who you hired to inject him with Mirakuru." He demanded. Slade laughed as if this is all a joke to him. A low growl emitted from my chest, causing Oliver to squeeze my shoulder, reassuringly.

"How on earth could I have hired someone from in here?" Slade asked. Oliver shrugged. "I don't know, you tell me."

"I didn't hire anyone." He said. I turn to Oliver. "He isn't lying." I say.

"Are you sure?" He asked. I nodded.

"Can I have a few minutes alone to talk to him?" I ask. Oliver thought for a moment.

"Okay, we'll be above ground, talking to Lyla. Just close the door when you leave alright?" He asked. I nodded. He and John exit, leaving me alone with my biological father.

"You've grown so much, Jethro." He says. I glare at him.

"It's Jett and I have grown, no thanks to you." I say, bluntly. He chuckles.

"I see you've got your mothers attitude." He says. I stiffen at that.

"My birth mom, where is she?" I ask. He grows serious.

"Six feet under. No thanks to you." He mocked.

"What do you mean? What could I have possibly done?" I ask, angrily. He stood and came to the bars of the cell.

"She died giving birth to you!" He said in a deep, threatening voice. I let that sink in and part of me feels guilty, but the other reminds me that I was only an infant.

"How's that my fault? I was a baby!" I shout.

"You weren't just a baby! You were a werewolf baby. You tore her insides apart with your claws and teeth." He explained.

"It's not like I meant to." I say. "Is that why you put me up for adoption?" I asked.

"I gave you away because I didn't want you!" He said, bluntly. I gulp at the honesty in his voice.

"Well then I thank you for that. Now I have a mother and father who love me." I say, turning to leave, but the next words to leave his mouth stops me, abruptly in my tracks.

"You mean the father who died along with his twin brother in a car crash?" He asked. I turned to him, on the verge of shifting.

"How do you know about that?" I ask, angrily. He smirks, turning on his heel, away from me.

"How do you know about that?" I yell, furiously. Half shifting, I growl at him. Glancing at me, he shakes his head.

"Go home kid." He said, casually.

"No! Not until you tell me how you know about what happened to my dad!" I roar out.

"I told him!" A deep animatronic voice says. I turn quickly to see the man wearing a black and orange mask. The man who injected me with Mirakuru.