My Last Hope (Truth Series 4)

54: Lost And Found

A/N: Dun Dun Duuuuun. Welcome to the last chapter of My Last Hope!

Before you get to the chapter just wanted to let you know of something that changed since last chapter. I have once again changed my mind. I have recently found new motivation to continue working with the Truth Series. That being said I will be writing a complete story for Finding Soro. However, I will be working on my Percy Jackson and Young Justice crossover, Forbidden Child, at the same time. BTW I'm posting Finding Soro right after this.

That being said enjoy the chapter and be sure to check my other stories!

Third Person POV

Captain Jordan Sparklez sits in one of the windowsills of Notch's castle. He stares out across the Aether, eyes glazed over in thought. "Almost all of the ESC buildings have been taken out," A voice, Soro's, breaks his train of thought. Jordan doesn't move. "Myself and a few others are going to take out the last few buildings. Do you want to come with?" Jordan glances back at the younger demigod but doesn't respond. Why should he? He's done enough and lost enough for this war already. He shouldn't have to be part of the cleanup. "Raven and Angel haven't been found yet. Help me find them." He still doesn't respond. "Please. Technically, they are as much your family as they are mine."

Stupid Brine. Stupid Hero. Stupid blood relations. Jordan sighs. "Fine."

"Then let's go." Soro walks away. Sparklez spares one last glance at his view of the either before hopping out of the windowsill and following Soro.

Jordan charges through the halls of an ESC lab. He cuts through his enemies impassively. The only thing he's concerned with is finishing this job so he can go back to sulking. Once the enemies are cleared out, Jordan and his allies free the captives from their cells and destroy the lab equipment. Jordan breaks down the door to a locked room. What he sees makes his blood run colder than it already is.

In the center of the room is the form of a small child. She looks to be a year old. Clothes made of rags cover her tiny body. Her short blonde hair is matted with blood and sweat. Cuts, bruises, and burns mare her pale skin. Dried tear lines highlight her sunken cheeks. Her eyes are shut tightly as she squirms violently in her sleep. Bands of metal around her wrists, ankles, and neck keep her strapped to a table. The bands draw Jordan's attention to another important detail. The skin of one of the girl's hands is a dark tan that creeps part way up her arm.

Tears roll gently down Jordan;s cheeks. "You look just like her," he smiles ruefully. "Hear that Angel, you look just like your mother. My only hope is that you'll be as strong as her one day."

Jordan sits on the ground in front of a 'Taylor Antvenom'. Ryan kneels next to his friend. "I know it's hard." Ryan places a hand on Jordan's shoulder. "But, you can't stay here mourning him forever. He wouldn't want that. He'd want you to move on and be happy."

"I know," Jordan mumbles through tears. "But, I can't do that. Not without him."

Ryan sighs although he was expecting that answer. "Then, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to leave this world behind."

"Wha-"

"Relax," Jordan cuts him off. He looks his friend in the eyes determinedly. "I'm not going to myself. Taylor would hate me if I did."

"So, what the hell do you plan on doing to 'leave this world behind'!? Put yourself in a coma!?"

"No. I'm going to erase my memory and teleport to another world."

"You mean like the place Soro went to? Didn't he call it Earth?"

"Yes. But, I don't plan on going to Earth. That place sounds too crazy for me."

"So, where are you going?"

Jordan smiles. "Wherever the spell takes me."

Jordan walks through a forest headed back to his home. He'd teleport there but he knows he won't be on this world for much longer. So, he's going to spend as much of his remaining time in it as he can.

"Hey!" A voice calls from above him. Jordan looks up to see Soro sitting a tree branch. The younger demigod grins down at him.

"Something wrong?" Jordan asks. They may technically be cousins but they didn't make a habit of visiting each other.

"No. Just wanted to talk to you." Soro jumps down from the tree.

"Oh."

"So, you really plan on going to another world?"

"Yes."

"Do you really have to erase your memory to do that?"

"You of all people should understand why I'm doing it."

"Yeah." Soro smiles sadly. "Here." Soro tosses something to Jordan.

Jordan's quick reflexes just barely allow him to catch it. He stares down at the object in his hand. The purple crystal and chain shimmer slightly in the broken light of the forest. He inhales sharply. "The Whitefire crystal."

"I want you to keep it."

"Why?"

"Because. That crystal has many uses. Among them a way to help control your magic. If you erase your memory, you're not going to remember your magic powers. And if you lose control of them you're just going to cause yourself more pain."

"It's a nice idea but there's one flaw to your plan. The crystal only works on members of the Whitefire family."

"Yeah, and you are part of that family." Soro grins widely. "Or am I mistaken in thinking that Ashlynn Whitefire is your mother."

Jordan laughs softly. "No. You're right. Thank you."

"No problem." Soro starts to walk away from him. "You're a good man Jordan Sparklez. I'd hate to see you suffer anymore."

Jordan smiles. "You remind me of him you know?"

"Who?" Soro stops and looks back.

"Your father. Carson. You're just like him. Never lose that pride of yours."

"I'll try," Soro whispers with a soft frown.

"Oh and one more thing." Jordan's smile and relaxed posture are replaced by a more serious one. "I need you to promise me something."

"What is it?"

"I'm not going to erase my memory completely. I'm going to seal it away. If I ever return here promise me you won't release my memory. No matter how much I beg you to return my memory. Promise me you won't do it."

"I swear on my life."

Soro stands with his arms crossed and eyes closed leaning against the wall. Around him are various other survivors of the war. They're gathered in a room in Notch's castle. Suddenly Soro's eyes snap open as he declares, "He's gone."

"What are you talking about?" Rythian demands.

"Jordan. He's gone."

"What do you mean Jordan's gone?" Ryan demands.

"His presence disappeared from the world."

"You don't mean he's dead, do you?" Sky asks tentatively.

"No. If he died his presence would have faded slowly. His just vanished out of nowhere."

"Argh. You're not making any sense." Ryan groans.

"It means that Jordan achieved his goal. He got what he wanted. He's gone to a different world."

"Oh."

Jordan groans softly as he wakes up. Above him are a blue sky and white clouds. He sits to find he's on a patch of sand by an ocean of water. Next to him stands a grinning zombie in a black suit. The zombie holds out a hand. Jordan hesitantly takes the hand and the zombie pulls him to his feet. Jordan dusts the sand of his clothes.

"Hello, good sir," the zombie speaks.

Startled Jordan stares at him for a moment before speaking. "Hi."

The zombie grins wider and gestures to the land around him. "Welcome your face to the world of Mianite!"