*Changing from 8 years to 5 years cause I don't want Gregor to become an teen-adult yet.*
It's been 5 years since Gregor has been to the Underland, 5 years since he last saw Luxa, 5 years since he bid farewell to his old friends. Gregor had been trying to live a normal life since then, his mom is still pretending like the Underland never existed and tries to lead a normal life and family. It's never normal though, not at the least, every night Gregor would have nightmares of the bane, Ares dying and much more.
Gregor woke up, he glanced at the clock and groaned, it read 7:30 am. He thought to himself whether he should go to school or not, he would be late if he stalled any longer. He decided to go and so, he got up and made his way to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, picked out clothes he found in his closet and went down for breakfast, everyone left already.
Gregor made his way to the front door and stepped out, a slight cold breeze hit him, reminding him of his heart, cold, broken, and drifting away. He made his way passing a few houses including his only 2 friend's house. When he passed the house, he saw his friend still eating breakfast, he waved to him and shouted "Your Gonna Be Late Bro." His friend heard him and immediately took his breakfast with him and made his way to Gregor. "Hey Larry!" "Hey Gregor!"
That was the only conversation between them, neither were big talkers. They approached a large red house belonging to his 2nd friend, Angelina. Gregor noticed that Angelina would often stare at him but he didn't bother to find out. Just when Gregor and Larry approached and almost passed the house they heard a distress call to wait, it was Angelina. "WAIT UP GUYS!" She rushed with her books and backpacks and caught up with the other. Angelina was a big talker but today, all 3 of them didn't feel like communicating.
10 minutes later -
Gregor and his friends had just reached school when the first bell rang, this meant he only had 5 minutes to get prepared to get to his class. He challenged his friends to race him to class. They had english first meaning they were with his dad. His dad recovered and was in better condition than before, although some days he would have visions about the Underland and usually on those days, he would get ill and a substitute would fill in.
When they got to class, his dad was waiting for him and his friends to get seated to start class. When they got seated they were being taught about the American Revolution. When they got to the Boston Massacre in 1770, they were being taught and explained about how innocent people died for peacefully rallying. This reminded Gregor of the times he killed the creatures in the Underland and reminded him even more about how creatures in the Underland die for no reason. He immediately felt sick and visions of him slaughtering the gnawers came back to him like waves. He felt like throwing up and suddenly without warning, Gregor puked, it wasn't vomit that came out of his mouth but instead, thick dark purple infected blood. The whole class panicked and screamed, Gregor's dad shocked by all this, started to calm himself down even though he could be seen and heard sobbing, he weakly kneeled down and checked his son's pulse. Nothing. Nothing at all. Nothing but silence, just like when the Underland creatures died. Silence.
