The icube chronicles

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Summary

WW3 happened and the world is left in ruin. The war was over a mysterious cube that could make anything you think of come into existence. After the war is over the icubes whereabouts disappeared. Most people have lost hope in finding it except for a small group of people including me. Hi my names Alex Morgan and I may just look like a teen girl. But there's a reason I survived the war. And it isn't because of my innocent look. On my adventure I meet a mysterious boy named Mark Andrews. What's his secret? Will it strengthen our relationship or break us? Keep reading to find out!

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
6
Rating
5.0 1 review
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

Alex's point of view


I trudge through what seems to be the endless desert. My shirt is soaked with sweat, my greasy hair clings to my neck. My legs ache from walking for a day straight, but I must carry on. I ran into a couple of thugs who were trying to steal my materials. Luckily I have a black belt in karate and did wrestling for a year so I took care of them. But just to be safe I need to put as much distance as possible between us.

I decide it's time for a break and slump down into the ground, I quickly drain the rest of the water. If you want to know I'm one of the most feared people out here. The worlds pretty messed up now after the war for the famous icube, it has the power to make anything you think of come into existence. I was in the calo tribe we fought for using the cube for good, use its powers to make world peace and such. We were fighting the locko tribe, they wanted to rule the world with it, to dominate all. But after all the bloodshed the icube's whereabouts disappeared. I still have hope and I'm still on the hunt for it.

Soon a half hour passes and I know I must continue but it's hard to bring myself to do so.

Hour fades into hour and time gets murky. Eventually I find an abandoned town. My heart is filled with hope, I even feel a tear slide down my cheek.

I barge into an old convenience store and practically float into the chip isle, stuffing my face until I can't eat another bite. I begin stuffing my bag with everything edible cookies , Gatorade, waters, cheetos, etc. Suddenly I hear the door swing open and I quickly duck behind a desk unseen. I peek up and see a boy, about 16. He has wavy black locks and piercing blue eyes that twinkle in the light. I have to stop myself from gasping out loud. SOOOOO HOT my mind screams. No, I push the thought away. I can't get distracted.

I slowly and silently pull a knife out of my pocket just in case. I need to find out what this boy is doing here, what does he want? It can't be a coincidence that he shows up here, I mean what are the chances?

In one fluid motion I dash out from my hiding spot, tackle him to the ground and put a knife to his throat.

"Who are you and what do you want?"I hiss at him glaring sternly.