The world outside of Roxin Island was a really tough place. Jordan was all by himself now, running away from everything. He was in a dry, empty land. The sounds of his broken life echoed all around him. He kept remembering that terrible night. He heard his parents screaming, saw the cold eyes of the Hunters, and the image of Joy being taken away. This memory hurt him like a burning pain over and over in his mind. Sadness felt like a heavy blanket, trying to put out the last little bit of his will to live. He felt so alone, lost in a big ocean of sadness. All he had were the clothes he was wearing and a strange new power inside him that he didn't understand at all.
He fell down next to a small, babbling stream. The water was super cold, which was a big change from the hot tears on his face. For many days, he just wandered around like a ghost, haunted by his past. He looked for food, slept outside under the stars, and fought the strong feeling that told him to just give up. But then, in the middle of all the sadness from losing his family, a new feeling started to glow. It was small at first, but it grew into a strong, unshakeable fire: anger. This wasn't a sudden, loud anger, but a quiet, thoughtful anger. It came from knowing that something deeply unfair had happened. He thought about his parents and how their lives were taken away for no reason. He thought about Joy, his sister, who was stolen by those bad people.
He got up, his body hurting all over, and his spirit felt bruised, but not broken. His eyes became serious. The look of a young boy was gone, replaced by a strong sense of purpose. "I will find you, Joy," he said in a voice that was rough but steady. He spoke to the wind, making a promise. "And I will make them pay. Every single one of them." This wasn't just wanting to get even; it was like a promise he made to himself, a job he had to do that would take up all his time and thoughts. He understood, with a clear mind that came from his terrible experience, that the powers he had now were just a tiny spark compared to the huge fire he needed to become. To do what he wanted, he had to change himself into something much more.
He started trying to get stronger in a serious way. He knew that just staying alive wasn't enough anymore. He needed to get bigger, learn more, and get really good at the very powers that made him a target. He searched for old information, reading dusty old papers and books he found in forgotten libraries and hidden corners. He learned about the invisible forces that moved through the world, about how his own powers worked, and about the old families of people who, like him, had special gifts.
His journey took him to small villages high up in the mountains and to quiet communities in the forests. These were places where people didn't get scared when they heard about magic, but treated it with respect. He met people who also had been touched by the unusual. Some of them had learned how to use their gifts. He found teachers, old wise people who saw the strong feeling in his eyes and the sadness in his heart. They showed him how to be disciplined, how to control himself, and the secrets to making his powers stronger. He practiced all the time, pushing his body and mind as hard as he could. He learned how to use his feelings, turning his sadness and anger into powerful energy. Now he could create shields of light to protect himself, move things with more power and accuracy, and even feel when other people were nearby from far away. There were times he failed, times he doubted himself, and hard tests that challenged his determination. But every time he got through a difficult situation, Jordan became stronger, and his powers grew like a rising ocean tide.
While he was getting better with his abilities, Jordan never forgot why he was doing all this: to find Joy and to destroy the group that had ruined his family. He started to find out information about the Hunters. He learned that they were a very large, organized group with secret bases and a clear way of running things. He moved around secretly, like a ghost collecting information. He listened to quiet talks in dark bars, sneaked into smaller Hunter hiding places, and even managed to get little bits of information from people who used to work for the Hunters but were now unhappy or scared. He learned about their leader, a man only known as "The Inquisitor." This person was incredibly powerful and believed strongly in what he was doing. Jordan discovered how they worked, how they communicated, and where they were weak.
His path was full of danger. He had his first real fights with Hunter soldiers. These fights weren't about running away anymore; they were about seeing how strong he had become. He used his new powers to trick and stop them, often leaving them confused and not hurt, but with their equipment broken. These small battles were very important. They made him better at fighting, taught him how to use his powers in different ways on the spot, and gave him useful information. Every win, no matter how small, made him even more determined.
He found out that Joy had been taken to a safe place, a building called the Citadel. This was a place where people with special abilities were studied and, most of the time, treated badly. The Citadel became his main goal, a symbol of everything he was fighting against. The chapter ends with Jordan not being the scared boy who ran from his burning home. He was a fighter, made strong by his loss. His powers were stronger, his knowledge was growing, and his determination was as firm as the mountains. He had a direction, a target, and the strength to go after it. The revenge he wanted was no longer a far-off dream, but something he could see coming soon. And he had already taken the first steps to get it.