As Jordan finished streaming for the day, he looked out the window at the bright city and sipped his apple juice. The view sure was beautiful. As he stood up, his phone started ringing. He then answered his phone. "Hello?" There was silence at first, but then there was an answer. The voice was loud and seemingly dark. "Your pathetic and incompetent life disgusts me, Jordan." "E-Excuse me? Who the hell is this?" Jordan was starting to get worried. "My name does not matter. What do matter are my actions, and you shall face the consequences of my actions." The call suddenly ended. Then it rang again, but this time it was Tom. "Hey, what's up?" "Mate, we're getting ready to shoot the skit. You coming?" "Yeah…" Jordan looked out the window again. "…I'll be there soon."
As Jordan got in his car and began driving, he thought about the call he got earlier. Who was that? What did he mean by "the consequences of my actions?" As he drove through the streets of downtown L.A., he pondered it some more. Jordan looked down at his dash and then looked back up to see a man standing a few feet in front of the car. Jordan slammed his foot on the brake. The man standing in front of the car did not look like a normal man. His eyes were solid black. Dark clouds followed behind him as he walked. Jordan quickly got out of the car. "Jesus, man! Are you okay?" The man did not say a word, but, instead, the same dark voice from earlier came from the clouds following him. "Your world is doomed."
As Jordan slowly backed up, the man approached him. "What do you want?" Jordan asked. The man pulled a gun on Jordan. "The prophecy of the oracle talks of four great heroes from Earth who would restore the balance of the universe. I am here to make sure that prophecy will not be fulfilled." As Jordan tried to connect the dots, a police officer ran over and drew his gun on the dark man. "Drop the weapon!" As the dark man turned and aimed at the police officer, Jordan tackled the man to the pavement. The dark energy from the man threw Jordan back a few yards. As Jordan got himself up, he saw the dark man's pistol on the ground. Jordan quickly slipped it in his back pocket. When Jordan looked back up, the officer was being held up by one hand of the dark man. In the other hand, there was a black sword sparking with electricity.
Just as the dark man was going to swing it at the officer, Jordan shouted with his hands up. "Wait! You've been sent here to kill me, right? Let him go. I'm the one you want." The dark man tossed the officer aside and began sprinting towards Jordan. In the quick few seconds he had, Jordan pulled the gun out and fired it at the dark man. The dark man fell to the ground with blood oozing out of his chest. Jordan walked over to the dark man slowly and stared the motionless body. Jordan then ran over to the officer and helped him up. "You alright, officer?" "Yeah…thank you. Say, aren't you that Captain Sparklez guy on the internet?" "I am." "My kid loves you. He'll lose it knowing you saved my life." Jordan smiled and then walked towards the dark man's body.
The body began to disintegrate and the voice spoke from the disappearing clouds. "This is not the last time you'll hear of me, Jordan Maron." Then the body and the clouds disappeared. From the body, one thing remained there. There was an object that resembled a small beacon. Jordan picked it up and noticed that there were two switches on it. As Jordan flipped the first one, a holographic video began playing. The man in the video looked similar to the dark man, but this man wore white clothes and gave off white and gold energy. "Jordan, Tucker, Sonja, and Tom…if any of you are watching this, it means that our messenger has been killed by one of the Nebulans, and they are after you. The Nebulans are a dark race set solely on the purpose of destroying everything in the universe, leaving them to rule. Their prized and undefeated military leader is a man by the name of Ahriman. He will not rest until the four of you are dead and your world is in ashes. My name is Darrius. We are the Novans, a light race who keep the order of the universe stable. We have been at war with the Nebulans for years now, and I fear our end is near. Our Oracle has seen a prophecy of you four defeating the Nebulans and saving many worlds. This is a lot to take in, but I only ask you of one thing. Save your people and your world. Defend one another, and prove that the Nebulans can be defeated. I have given you all that you need to save your world. I hope we meet again." The video shut off.
"What?" Jordan spoke this with confusion. He then flipped the second switch. Immediately, a white beam shot from the device and into the blue sky. Everyone around the area got out of their cars and stared at it. The beam then shut off, and out of the sky came three large orbs of color. One was blue, one was red, and the other was purple. The red and blue ones shot off to the side. The purple one shot straight down towards Jordan. With a loud crash, the object impacted the ground, sending Jordan flying back a few feet. When the dust cleared, Jordan slowly approached the object. Only, it was not an object; it was a girl who was unconscious. She had purple hair and was wearing a purple dress. Jordan's eyes grew immensely wide. "Ianite?"