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[*/*Sixth Earth*\*]

I hope you're reading this, Jordan. Those words hit Jordan more than anything. Well, of course he was shocked by the fact Cole's Uncle John brought him to some other world. But the idea that Cole would send his mystical journey to him. They've been best friends for years, but haven't seen each other for years, still the same. Missing someone isn't the meaning of being away from each other for a long time; it's doing something and wishing that they were with you to do that with you, was the quote that rang through Jordan's head after he read the journal.

He couldn't believe what had happened to Cole. It was definitely too much to take in at one time. He suddenly wished that he was with Cole through that adventure. He could've helped him, and they would've been together when that cop attacked. Jordan could've sworn that his heart stopped when that vampire Jasper leaped over Cole to go after the werewolf.

"Knock, knock," Jordan's mom said at the door before opening.

He panicked and scurried to put the papers under his pillow. He also placed the ring in his pocket so that his mom wouldn't question about it.

"You've been so quiet today," she told him.

"Yeah, well, I've just been reading…," he improvised. His mom seemed to accept the answer because she gave a satisfied nod. She grinned at Jordan and shut the door behind her as she left. Jordan sighed and took the papers and the ring out. The paper seemed normal, and written in Cole's semi-neat script. He then took the ring and examined it. He took note in the strange symbols on the sides of it, and the giant pearl that stood on the front.

He slipped it on his finger and it seemed to fit perfectly, like it was made for him. He thought back to what had happened just two hours before; how the air rippled around his ring finger before the ring appeared. The pearl on it then lit up, making an aluminous show in the darkness of his room. The lights had awoken him from a sound sleep, and he took the ring off as the lights burst from the pearl. A few more sparkles went by and the papers were piled neatly next to the ring.

Jordan took in a deep breath and stared at the paper. He couldn't imagine any other way that the ring or paper could've gotten to him except by magic. But magic doesn't exist, he argued with himself. Still, there was no other explanation.

He needed to find out if this was real, but he only knew one person to turn to. Jordan knew only of Amanda, one of Cole's cousins. She was at the game the night before. He knew that she was, because Cole had told Jordan that his cousin was going to be there. "His cousin" was Amanda, and always would be.

He didn't have her phone number, but he was sure that he could call Cole's parents for it. He laughed to himself, just imagining the call ("Uh, yes, Mr. Burns, can I have your niece Amanda's phone number? No, no, I'm not a stalker. No, I don't want to-no! Wait, no, no it's fine, you don't have to call the-I, uh live in Geo-…"), and definitely did not want to find Amanda's phone number like some stalker. But there was no other choice. Jordan had to.

Jordan placed the so-called "journal" in one of his drawers of his nightstand, covering it with notebooks and pencils. He walked over to his desk and flipped open his laptop, staring at the desktop. It was a picture of one of his favorite animation shows. He could only laugh, thinking how much bigger his dilemma is than an anime. Instead of pondering upon the thought any longer, he typed in "" in the search bar. Within seconds, a page popped up that read "Find" and "Location." He typed in the name and town, and clicked "search." The page loaded and he saw three names. He immediately discarded one of them, looking at the phone numbers of the other two.

Grabbing his cell phone, Jordan clicked in the first number and waited as it rang. "Hello?" asked a female voice on the other line.

"Um, are you Amanda?" Jordan asked the person.

"Yes…," said the other voice suspiciously. "How did you get this number?"

"Uh, Yellow Pages," he retorted. Before the girl could say anything else, Jordan swiftly went on. "Cole."

Amanda hesitated. "You have him?" she asked, getting anxious.

So he is missing, Jordan thought to himself. "No," he told her. "Just… I've texted him and he hasn't answered me. And I got a little worried since he was at his hockey game last night…."

Jordan prayed that she would believe his lie. "Who are you?"

"Jordan," he informed her. "Uh… I live in Georgia."

Amanda sighed and said, "Yeah, Cole's told a bit about you."

"Well, uh, if you hear anything about him, can you call me?" Jordan pleaded. She immediately said yes, and they both hung up. He counted to ten and deleted the page. He had to figure out what was up with Cole, and he had to figure out a way to help. If he didn't… he didn't want to think of the consequences.

His best friend was going to be turned into a vampire in twenty four hours. It was a scary thought, one that wouldn't even cross his mind. Still, he couldn't completely belie-Ring. Ring.

Jordan's phone rang constantly, and he snatched in up. "Hello?"

"Jordan. He's gone. His whole family is gone. The house is gone," said the voice urgently, but Jordan didn't have time to comprehend the madness. The ring on his finger shined bright again, and the pearl exploded in lights. He threw it off as it burned his finger, and the ring grew into the size of a softball. A second later, the luminous show was over, and the pearl was back to normal size. Next to it was the next journal.

"Jordan?" asked Amanda.

"Um… I think I'm going to New Jersey…," he muttered absentmindedly.

"W-what?" she wanted to know, but Jordan hung up.

Right after I read this, I'll catch a plane to NJ, he reasoned with himself. No one will have to know…. I have money, right? This is more important than my mom's worry….

That's what he wanted himself to believe ever-so-much.