"Merlyn, did you hear?" Derek asked his friend, running into the older male's house, his black hair pulled back in a pony tail and still partitally in the clothes he had on the night before when he'd went home with some guy.
Tommy groaned, still nursing his hangover. "What Derek? And can it not wait until after I don't feel like I have a heard of rhinos trampling through my head?" He growled, popping two more asprin.
"The Queen's yatch went down five nights ago, they haven't found any survivors," Derek hissed at him. "Ollie's dead along with Sara and the rest. They're having a service Sunday night for Oliver and his dad. Diahn just called me and told me."
The older male looked up at his friend. "Ollie's dead?"
Derek nodded solumly. "I'm going to the service, sober. Best thing to do in honor of Ollie. If you decide to come it's your choice. After that Lex's taking me out of town for a week or so. Dunno yet if we're going to Metropolis or not though. I just dropped by to tell ya. See ya later," he muttered. "Dad wants to talk to me."
Merlyn nodded, numb at the news as Derek disappeared out of his house.
Merlyn didn't see Derek at the service, which was strange since Derek would never bail on something like this. He figured that maybe Lex had taken him to Metropolis earlier than expected. It wasn't until a couple days later when the older Luthor son called and asked if Tommy had seen Derek that he knew that he'd lost both of his friends in a span of two weeks and their great empire had crumbled.
Okay Part 1 of 2 in my prolouge to my new story. Part 2 will be revolving around Diahn and 2 other OCs. America will be up later on, peobably early or mid November.