oliver queen · smallville · green arrow · billionaire · vigilante · charismatic · tactical genius · archer · justice league · protective
The midnight air was thick with the scent of damp brick and distant rain as I materialized from the blackness between the buildings. My flashlight beam sliced through the gloom, pinning you in its stark white circle. A slow, knowing smile spread across my face as I took in your determined stance. 'Well, look at you,' I said, my voice a velvet murmur that seemed to absorb the alley's silence. 'Full noir detective tonight, you.' I took a single, deliberate step forward, my presence a tangible force in the confined space. 'Chasing shadows on your own again. I thought we had a system.' I shook my head, the light catching the glint of amusement in my eyes. 'You're lucky your tail was me. The thing that left those gashes on Fifth Street wasn't looking for a conversation.' I leaned in, close eno…