On a secured island in the Atlantic ocean in a rainy night, a prison that goes by the name of Vercossa, a maximum security prison where the lowest of the low get prisoned there, as the guards are on watch 24/7, as guards roam around all the blocks all the time, the time had reached 10pm as one guard wearing a coat walks over the cells as he tells the inmates that its time to go to bed, as he walks by the cell of sir Maculkin who's decapitated right hand has been healed and his jaw has few scars, the guard looks at him and says.

???: "Good night Maculkin, hope you get a good sleep remembering what it's like to have two arms."

Maculkin then looks at the guard as his voice had changed since he fought Phoenix when be broke his jaw.

Maculkin: "You cunt..."

The guard then walks by Ms.Paula whose fingers and tongue had been cut off by Phoenix as the guard looks at her and says.

???: "Goodnight Ms.Paula, hope you can sing the rest of the inmates a goodnight story."

Ms.Paula becomes furious as she tries to insult the guard but couldn't cause of her tongue, as the guard then walks over Aarush's cell and says.

???: "Time to sleep Aarush, the party's over for the day aren't you tired of dancing?"

Aarush: "Such confidence hiding behind the bars."

???: "I can kill you with my eyes closed, now get yourself to bed before I put you myself."

The guard then walks over a cell of a man wearing just pants with tattoos on his body, a middle aged man with white beard about 6,4 (193cm) big like Alpha, as the guard looks at him and says.

???: "It's 10PM Jim, time to go to sleep, goodnight."

Jim: "Hmmm, you're not Caleb, who're you?"

???: "Caleb called in sick so Im standing in for him."

Jim: "Thats too bad, his lullabies are the only thing that can make me sleep."

???: "Ah well, also you have a letter."

The guard then throws a letter to McSweeny, who then picks up it and reads it, only to realize it was the letter he wrote and sent to Jordan Smith, as he looks at the guard and says.

Jim: "This supposed to mean something, buddy?"

The guard then takes off the coat as it reveals to be Phoenix AKA Jordan Smith as he came without his mask and says.

Jordan: "Only if you're the same 'Big Jim' who's been trying to get my attention to come visit in Vercossa island, are you that Jim?"

Jim: "The same man who used to run with Elliot Smith back in the day? Taking down criminals as vigilantes?"

Jordan: "Exactly."

Jim: "Maybe, but how do I know you're not some fake wannabe hero with a big mouth and a letter I sent?"

Jordan: "How can I prove it?"

Jim: "A pop quiz."

Jim then puts out his hand open and it shows a tattoo of what seems to be the museum of Palazzo Ducale.

Jim: "This might prove if you're the real Jordan."

Jordan looks at the tattoo as he cant quite recall the place but he feels as if he's been there.

Jordan: "Hold on... this place... I don't know if I can remember it but it's vague to me."

Jim: "Sorry kid, playing the 'I cant remember' game wont work on me, good luck breaking out the way you came in, otherwise the real descendants of the justice family tree wouldn't have a problem with it, and you do."

Jordan: "You saying Im not part of the family tree line huh? Well then I'll show you a good one."

Jordan then unlocks the cell using his stick as he jumps at Jim, the two start to fight as Jordan lands good punches and kicks on Jim, while Jim tries to hit Jordan but manages to grab him by the neck throw him at the wall, as he's holding him up Jordan immediately remembers as he says.

Jordan: "Liguria... Liguria in Italy... I remember, my parents took me to a museum called Palazzo Ducale, there I met you for the first time, uncle Jim..."

Jim then puts down Jordan as he says.

Jim: "Little Jordi? HOLY SHIT ITS YOU KID!"

Jim laughs as he hugs Jordan tightly saying.

Jim: "Oh kid how I missed you! It's so good to see you!"

Jordan: "You... too... uncle..."

Jim then puts down Jordan, as Jordan looks at him and says.

Jordan: "Sorry for not remembering ya, I was very young back then, and also for not bailing you out."

Jim: "Ah don't worry about it, the food is alright, the library is the best in the world, and I don't get bothered by the inmates or guards at all, feels like home rather than a prison."

Jordan: "So you don't mind staying here forever?"

Jim: "Honestly, not at all."

As Jim goes to sit on the bed, Jordan looks at him and says.

Jordan: "You blame yourself for what happened to my parents don't you?"

Jim: "Im sorry kid... I should've been there for your family."

Jordon: "Its not your fault Jim, and it's over, Clockwerk is dead and Las 5 Amenazas is nomore, hell I even met some of the former members that I beaten."

Jim: "I heard... you're really doing a good job filling your dad's shoes."

Jordan: "Thanks... listen I know you didn't ask me to come here to break you, you told me that my dad left me something that I should've inherited from him."

Jim: "You're right."

Jordan: "If it's the book I actually have it and got the-"

Jim: "It's not the book."

Jordan: "Then... what is it?"

Jim: "Between Rhodes and Cyprus there is an island that your ancestors from Egypt discovered, he made it his own property, every descendant visits the island to learn more about their ancestors history and to write their own, it's more like a museum built specifically for your family tree line, only people with skills like yours can go through it, not only does it have the history of your ancestors but also their fortune which they left for the descendants."

Jordan: "An Island? My dad never told me about."

Jim: "Listen kid, back in the day me, your father and Dr.M used to be just like you and the gang, we uses to travel around the world taking down cartels, mafias and more gangs, your pops was a good man, we were pretty close back then, he even trusted us as he told us about his family's secrets and the island, but after you were born things started to change as we grew distant and things got heated up, we decided to lay low for while, your dad had to retire to make sure the secret was safe, that was until you were old enough to understand, Im glad you remembered the museum kid, that way I would've been sure you were the real Jordan."

Jordan: "Yeah... say the other friend his name is Dr.Kurt Maserati, what happened to him?"

Jim: "I don't know, after what happened to your father I handed myself in and confessed to my crimes, I asked for a life sentence and never heard from him, not even a message or anything... him and your father didn't talk on good terms the last time they met, I guess he just moved on."

Jordan: "Okay, listen I got enough money to bail you out, don't worry It won't affect my bank account."

Jim: "Thanks kid but I've grown used to this place, I appreciate it but I accepted it as my fate."

Jordan: "Okay... if you change your mind just sent a letter, offer is still open."

Jim then stands up as him and Jordan both hug.

Jordan: "Thanks uncle... I thought the pictures and the book were the only things I have left of my parents."

Jim: "Well now you got a whole land with money, goodbye kid."

Jordan: "Goodbye."

As Jordan turns to leave the cell Jim asks.

Jim: "Is it true you been having an affair with an Interpol officer?"

Jordan: "Uhhh... yeah, shes one crazy ambitious feisty girl, and it's what I like about her, how do you know that?"

Jim: "Rumors circulating around the prison, I don't know how you pulled it off but good job."

Jordan: "Thanks, cya."

Jim: "Goodluck."

Jordan picks up the coat and puts it on as he leaves the prison without anyone noticing anything, we then cut to Interpol HQ as Carla is looking at the tapes of Elliot's old gang, as she sees how they operated back in the day, while she's looking at the tape a shy officer called Daniel who's average looking comes into the office and says.

Daniel: "H-Hey Carla, ummm I... I just wanted to ask uhh, d-do you believe in love at first sight?"

Carla: "Im busy Daniel, need to look at some tapes."

Daniel: "Oh if not I... I could always walk in here a-a-again, ha ha ha ahah."

Carla: "Huh... Elliot and Kurt are arguing about something... about what? They seemed pretty close back then but from 2001 onward something happened."

Daniel: "Get it? Funny joke right?"

Carla: "Daniel please Im trying to concentrate here, if you're not doing anything please do me a favor and get me a cup of coffee thank you."

As Daniel leaves the room to go get some coffee, Carla grabs her notebook as she writes.

Carla: "Since they became vigilantes they had no problems whatsoever as they were bond together like brothers, but after winter 2001 around the time Jordan was born the gang hadn't been doing any vigilante work, it was in spring they got back to work but it wasn't the time, arguments after arguments and such it lead to them retiring around 2004, seems that things changed when Jordan was born, now lets see."

Daniel comes back into her office and says.

Daniel: "I got your coffee Carla, sorry it took so late the machine-"

Jordan: "Oh por el amor de Dios! (Oh for god's sake!) Daniel can't you see Im busy here?! Im tryna figure out something while you're bothering, please just put down the coffee and get out of my office, go do your job for crying out loud!"

Daniel: "Im... Im sorry."

Daniel then puts down the coffee as Carla goes back to look further into what happened as she stays late till 2 AM in the morning as she finishes looking over the documents and tapes of the old gang.

Carla: "*Yawn* What's this whole thing about anyway Jordan? Jim, gift, your father... it's like a piece of the puzzle is missing, without it we may never know the truth."

Carla then lays down on the couch of her room as she falls asleep, suddenly the window gets opened from the outside and enters Jordan without his mask, as he looks at Carla sleeping, he finds a blanket nearby and puts it on her and kisses her on the cheek, as he goes to check what she found out so far, as he looks at the documents and notes she gathered so far.

Carla: "Jordan?"

Jordan turns around to find Carla awake looking at him.

Jordan: "Hey, Im sorry for waking you up, it took some time to come back but Im just here to see what you found so far."

Carla: "Took you long enough, I made an extra copy of all the things I found, I put it in the top drawer on the left."

Jordan then opens the drawer and takes the copy as he says.

Jordan: "Thank you... hey if you wanna go back to the apartment I can take you there, the boys are outside with the van"

Carla: "Gracias but I feel like sleeping on this couch tonight, goodnight Jordan."

Jordan: "Goodnight."

Jordan leaves the office as Carla goes back to sleep, back at the hideout 2 hours later Jordan and Michael are looking over the documents, as they found out that Dr.M has taken over the island after Elliot passed away and built a fortress around it.

Jordan: "So whats the best way to get in?"

Michael: "It's not even easy at all, we're gonna need some extra people who can help us with the job, got anyone in mind?"

Jordan: "No, you?"

Michael: "Nah."

Dax then enters the room as he looks gloomy, as the gang looks at him and say.

Jordan: "Yo Dax do you know anyone who can... you okay?"

Dax: "Yeah yeah Im okay... actually we need to talk, Ive been thinking alot lately, about what happened for the past few years, I guess all the bad things before happened because of me, maybe we managed to stay alive because we were lucky, but we're not always lucky."

Michael: "What're you talking about? We all mess up sometimes."

Dax: "I guess my lack of ability had put us all in trouble, I know one for all a brother never puts his brothers in danger."

Jordan: "Dax... I understand what you feel too, I feel guilty sometimes aswell! Last year I got the gang in trouble for trusting Farah, fighting Aarush by myself, and suggesting the idea of taking the place of the judges back in Canada which led to Clockwerk being revived."

Dax: "Im sorry guys, Ive thought this through, and I think it's best for you guys to go on without me, you're better off without me, goodbye."

Dax then picks up his bag and leaves the front door, as the gang is left speechless after what just happened, feeling depressed after they just lost their brother.

To be Continued.