Chapter 1

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            Before time began, there was the Cube. We know not where it comes from, only that it holds the power to create worlds and fill them with life. That is how our race was born. For a time, we lived in harmony. But like all great power, some wanted it for good, others for evil. And so began the war. A war that ravaged our planet until it was consumed by death, and the Cube was lost to the far reaches of space. We scattered across the galaxy, hoping to find it and rebuild our home. Searching every star, every world. And just when all hope seemed lost, message of a new discovery drew us to an unknown planet called... Earth. But we were already too late.

 

Faith’s P.O.V.

            I was sketching once more in class. Sam was up doing his project but I was barely paying attention. I listened to it now and then. Dawn was sitting on my left and Mackenzie was sitting on my right. My sketch was turning out great until I felt to hands hit my arms to get my attention. Looking up I saw Sam holding a pair of glasses.

“The glasses,” I muttered.

“I haven’t quite gotten them appraised yet, but they’ve seen many cool things,” Sam said.

“He better not be selling them,” Mackenzie stated.

“Everything is for sale by the way!” Sam exclaimed. He. Was. Dead! Dawn faintly growled beside me and Mackenzie had her fists in to balls. Yeah, Sam was dead later.

“This isn’t show and sell Mr. Whitwicky, this is the 11th grade,” Mr. Turner said.

“Sorry, it just that all of this is going towards my car fund,” Sam said. I sighed as Sam went on with the project. Ever was I grateful when the bell finally rang signaling school was over for the week.

“Sam, we’re going with you to get your car!” Mackenzie called.                

“Alright Kenzie,” Sam called back.  Mackenzie led Dawn and me outside.

“Who’s riding with whom?” Dawn asked.

“I’m driving our car!” Kenzie said before me.

“I’ll go with Sam,” I reluctantly said.

“That’s a good idea,” Dawn said. Kenzie and Dawn walked to the car which was near Mr. Whitwicky’s. I walked up to Ron’s car.

“BonjourRon, comment allez-vous aujourd'hui?” I asked in French.

“What?” Ron asked.

“Hello Ron, how are you today?” I asked in English.

“I’m good Faith, how are you?” Before I could answer Sam came running out of school.

“I got an A minus but it’s still an A right?” Sam begged.

“Stop moving it! ………… It’s an A,” Ron said and started the car. I smiled.

“I’m getting a car!” Sam exclaimed. A laugh escaped me. Sam turned to look at me.

“Bonjour Samuel,” I stated.

“Hey,” Sam stated, clearly not expecting to see me. A smile crept onto my face.

“I got a surprise for you son,” Ron stated, pulling into a fancy car dealership. Ron was too cheap for this……unless this is a prank.

“No way!” Sam exclaimed. A moment later Ron pulled out. I knew it had to be a prank.

“Did you really think I’d get you a Porsche for your first car?” Ron asked, laughing.

“It’s not funny!” Sam retaliated.

“Es isturkomischfreakingSamuel !!” (1) I stated also laughing. Sam glared at me. Looking outside, I saw Ron pull into a piece of scarp dealership.

(1) = It's freaking hilarious Samuel!!- German

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