Ian stepped into the front porch, the smell of gunpowder hitting him instantly. Ivan followed close behind, looking around as if it was a museum. Ian did not have to step into the house to realize what had happened. Ian looked around the house. There was blood on the floor, carpet and couch. The television was shot, and there was a familiar looking figure laying dead on the floor. "Dad...Dad? Is that you?" Ian whispered shakily, and rushed over to his father's side. Surprisingly, his father was still alive, and he spoke his last words. "Ian...Take care of Ivan...Don't...Go to my..." Without finishing his sentence, Ian's father stopped breathing. "Wake up! Don't go! What am I going to do without you..." Ian's words faded slowly. Crystal like tears flowed down Ian's cheeks. Now both of his parents are gone. Ivan was inspecting the dead IMRD agents on the floor. "IMRD... Isn't that... International Monkey Rescue Department?" Ivan asked genuinely. "It's International Military Research Department stupid. Will it kill to read?" Ian snapped. The IMRD did this. Now I have a serious problem with them. Ian looked around the house, and noticed the safe where his father had kept all his savings in. Ian opened the safe and found that all the money was gone. Only the weird cube that was always there ever since his mother had died. His father always said that the cube was a gift from his mother. Ian picked up the cube and heard a faint buzzing coming from the cube. "Fingerprint detected. Access authorized." A robotic voice came from the cube. "Is that a rubik's cube?" Ivan asked. Ian thought of that. What if it was a rubik's cube, just wrapped really well. Suddenly, the cube in his hand changed. It transformed into a rubik's cube, with all the 6 colored faces. Ian gasped, realizing what this is. He thought of a sword, and it magically transformed into a gleaming sword. Ian's eyes widened in shock. Alex came bursting through the front door. "Guys! The IMRD is at my door. I haven't answered yet, since I ran out the back door. I have the keys to my car here." He held up a car key. "Do you even have a driving license?" Ian asked skeptically. "Well, no, but I've played driving games..." Alex answered sheepishly. "Why do you even have a car?" Ivan asked. "Doesn't matter. Who wants to volunteer?" Alex requested. Ian volunteered, as his father had taught him how to drive. Ian grabbed the cube and rushed out the house. They crept along the bushes to reach Alex's back door. The IMRD was inside. "Follow me." Alex instructed. Alex led the siblings into a small door, and inside was a garage. There was a mustang inside. "This thing is fast..." Ian hesitated. "Duh, how else do you wanna escape?" Alex said. Ian took the keys, and hopped into the car.

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