Legends of X Y & Z

By Ida Rose

Ziara Stanton and her friends have been waiting a long time for this package, but when it finally arrives, they discover it was more trouble than they had bargained for. After trying out a brand new way to play their favorite game, they find that they have landed in an entirely different world with talking mobs, unhappy pillagers, and an unnervi

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ida Rose
• Release date: Apr 2, 2021
• ISBN: 9780578888521

Ida Rose

Ida Rose is the pen name of a 14 year old gamer. She lives in the United States with her parents, her four siblings, her awesome cousins and their dog, Sir Louis the chihuahua. She loves traveling with her family, drawing, reading, and playing video games. When not doing any of those other things, she can either be found writing, or watching TV eating junk food.

Book preview

Project Package

Ziara Staton sat on the lip of her couch facing the window, waiting for any signs of her package. She clutched her walky-talky and looked up anxiously at the tall, red-headed boy sitting three branches high in an oak tree across the street. Do you see it yet, she said into the walky-talky. Noth -et, the boy in the tree whispered back.

Speak up, X, Ziara said. I can’t hear you. She rolled her eyes and put her walky-talky right up to her ear. NOTHING YET! He screamed. OW! She shouted, as she slipped off the couch. Xavier! From the other end, she could hear his hysterical laughter, and then a loud thud. She looked up and saw X sprawled across the grass, and couldn’t help but laugh herself.

What about you, Y, she said in between chuckles. She looked to the other side of the road as she straightened herself up. Nothing yet, and I thought I told you not to call me Y. Yoland will do just fine, he said in his thick, British accent. He was clicking away at his computer and periodically pushed his glasses up with one finger.

You still got eyes on the package? asked Ziara. Yes, Zia- uh, Z. It will arrive in approximately one minute, give or take a few seconds. He continued to clack away at his computer, making sure he didn’t get caught hacking into the post office truck tracker. His slim build, small stature, and loafers matched his overall nerdiness.

I hope you’re not wrong, X said, picking himself off the ground. I am never wrong, Y said back through the walky-talky. This was it. This was the moment Z had been waiting for three whole months.

After her dad said it was almost done, she told her friends about it and she could tell they were just as excited. Dad has been working on this for six whole years, and now, his dream is about to be a reality, Z thought.

Okay, this is it, Y exclaimed. He raised a thumbs-up towards Z. That was the first signal, which meant it was time. She looked to X, who was climbing higher into the tree and gave him a thumbs-up, which was the second signal. He nodded and looked over his house, then raised his thumbs-up.

That was the final signal. Ziara looked over at the street sign and saw a grill, two wheels, and a bumper peering over the corner.

Chapter 2:

The Painting

Arrow looked out the window of his small, stuffy room. Chicken, he said aloud, writing the word into his tattered journal. He was playing a game he made to pass the time when he wasn’t allowed to come out of his room, which was most of the time. He picked up his journal and read, Cow, chicken, pig, another pig, sheep, and last of all... another chicken. Arrow threw his journal on the floor beside his bed and got up to go put his morning robes on, but stopped as he went past the picture frame on the wall.

It was the painting of his parents and some other mysterious creature. They were all smiling and linking arms. They looked young and happy. Arrow felt a tear swelling up in his eye and tried to blink it away. He could still remember that day like it was yesterday.

The way the clouds started to gather and darken, the fog was heavier than usual, and the wind was almost screaming. Arrow always thought of it as a warning, and an obvious one at that. Maybe if I had listened to that warning, they would still be here today, he thought. They would have never gone on that patrol. Maybe- "Ruff.’’

His train of thought was interrupted by scratching at the door, followed by another, Ruff. Bow! Is that you? What are you doing out there, said Arrow. He opened the door and let in a slim, brown dog. You know you’re not supposed to come inside. I could get in serious trouble. Ruff, Bow replied. How’d you even sneak in? Let’s just be grateful they didn’t catch you. They don’t take intruders kindly, believe me. Arrow bent down and pet his small friend behind the ears.

Like him, Bow’s parents had also gone missing, so he felt a connection to the furry little canine. Arrow had met him a few years back when he snuck outside the gates of the outpost, which was hard to do since he lived in one of the largest outposts on the continent. On the rare occasion he was allowed to go outside, he would go and play with Bow.

The few other kids who lived in the outpost didn’t bother talking to him, but he didn’t really want to interact with them, either.

A moment later, Arrow became aware of distant chatter coming from down the hall. He peaked out the door and saw familiar faces striding toward his room. Uh-oh! Axe is coming, Arrow whispered to Bow.

Axe was the commander of the entire outpost as well as Arrow’s supervisor and uncle, but more to Arrow’s dismay, he was getting closer. There was nowhere to hide Bow. Once he turned the corner, that was it! They would take Bow away, and Arrow probably wouldn’t be able to go outside for an entire year. No, no, no, no, no, Arrow said, searching frantically for a good hiding place.

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Chapter 3:

Extensive Mode?

The package had finally been delivered. The final part of the machine took nearly 3 whole hours to install with the expert help of Z’s father. Now, the room was all ready, and they, being X, Y, and Z, were all going to be the first kids in the world