My Last Hope (Truth Series 4)

42: Am I worthy?

A/N: I'm bored, so you get another two chapters halfway through the week cause they're really short. :P  

IMPORTANT: Any dialogue in italics is spoken in Netherian (One the five languages in Minecraftia).

Sparklez's POV

I stand in the Nether looking at my fa- Brine's fortress from a fair distance. I don't want to go in there. I don't want to go back to him. But, I have to. There's no other choice because there's no other way.

'You can do it, Jordan.' Ant's voice chimes in my head. I set up a mind link with him before I left the Aether. Now no matter where we are we can contact each other.

'Thanks.' I reply

'All you have to do is get in, get the information, tell it to me, and then get out.'

'Easier said than done.'

'You'll do fine,' he reassures me. 'I love you, Jordan.'

'I love you too, Taylor.'

I start making my way to the fortress. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. I really don't want to do this.

~***~

"So, you've finally come to your senses." Brine walks in circles around me. His gaze travels my body as if looking for a sign of weakness or possible betrayal. Little does he know that second one is accurate.

"Yes, father." I've said the words a million times, but they still feel foreign and unnatural on my lips.

"That's a good boy." He grins. "However, you have yet to earn your place at my side. First, you must prove yourself worthy."

"Anything for you, father?"

~***~

"Let's go," I command the army of pigmen, and we march from the fortress.

~***~

"Attack!" I order the pigmen. They do as I say; They surround Star, Sierra, Seto, Rythian, and Soro, and close in on them. The five realize what's happening and ready themselves. They easily fend off the pigmen's assault.Then I do something I have never thought I'd do; I draw my sword against a family member. My blade clashes with that of the younger man. I block out my mind link with Ant.

"Soro!" I think desperately trying to contact him telepathically.

'Brine put you up to this, didn't he?' My cousin responds.

'Yes. He wants me to prove myself by stalling you guys.'

'Only stalling?'

'He says he wants the satisfaction of killing you himself.'

'I see. But, why does Brine feel the need to waste our time?'

Our swords clash in a repeated frenzy. Both of us trying not to hurt the other but at the same time not wanting to give them the upper hand.

'Don't know. My guess is the more time you spend fighting me and recovering, the less time you have to train with Star. Which makes the prophecy hard to follow and you easier to kill.'

'Noted. What do you say we kill two birds with one stone? We fake losing to you. You prove yourself to Brine, and we don't waste as much time on pointless battles.'

'Sounds good.'

'I'll tell the others.' Soro breaks the mind link.

Moments later I hear Star exclaim, "What the?"

Heh. Star's never used telepathy. No more than two minutes later the plan is put into action. As Soro's blade clashes with mine, he gradually lets me get the upper hand. With a determined strike, I knock his sword out of his grasp. I dash towards him and land a heavy blow to the back of his head. There's a loud thwack. Shit. I hope I didn't knock him out. I see his hand twitch in the direction of his sword. Nope. I grin. He's still conscious. Luckily the pigmen aren't perceptive enough to notice the minuscule movement. I take a quick glance around. Sierra, Star, Rythian, and Seto all lay 'unconscious' on the nether rack ground.

"Retreat," I order. "It is successful,"

~***~

Third Person POV

"You did a wonderful job, my son." Brine smirks.

"Thank you, father," Jordan replies with a fake smile.

"Come. Let us rule this world together."

"Yes, father."

~***~

"I don't like him," grumbles one pigmen to another.

"Neither do I," agrees the second.

"He doesn't deserve his place at Lord Herobrine's side. That place should belong to one of us," hisses a third.

"You're right. That spot belongs to me," declares the first.