Gregor and the Prophecy of Flier's Light
Chapter one-News
Gregor was sitting in bed in his apartment, fingering a small black model of a bat. He had been doing almost nothing but this for the past month. That was exactly how long he had been home, if you could call this apartment home, one month, except for the fact that it felt like so much longer. That was another reason why he had been miserable the entire month, barely eating, staying in his room most of the time. His thoughts were disturbed when someone poked their head through the door, "Gregor, can I come in?" His seven year old sister, Lizzie questioned. Gregor quickly stuck the bat under his pillow.
"Yeah, come on in, Liz," he replied, putting on a fake smile. "What's up, Gregor?" Lizzie said, climbing up onto the next, next to him. "Nothing much, just hanging around," Gregor said, still plastering the smile on his face. "C'mon, Gregor, talk, I know you're upset, I'm upset, so am I, I'll never be able to see Ripred again, if Mom gets her way," tears welled in Lizzie's eyes, but she continued, "And I know that you miss Ares, and Luxa too," Gregor's eyes widened in shock, first of all, that was an amazingly strong speech for Lizzie, and second of all, how did she know about him and Luxa? "How, how do you…" Gregor stuttered. "I saw you guys kiss when she came to escort us back, plus I can read code, Gregor." Lizzie said with a knowing look, even though she was only seven.
Suddenly, Gregor heard his Dad calling, "Kids, come in the living room for a minute, will you?" Gregor and Lizzie walked into the living room, only to be joined by a delighted boots wearing a new princess outfit. As soon as they were all sitting down, Gregor's Dad began to talk, "Ok kids, first of all, we have decided that it is best if we don't move to Virginia after all." Gregor stood up, "Seriously?" he said, not daring to believe it to be true. "Yes," his father replied, happy that they had obviously made the right choice. "Then…what about the Underland?" Gregor asked, fully engaged now. "Well, we figured that you guys will probably try sneaking down there if we don't let you go, so you're allowed down there, too"-"With some conditions," Gregor's mom cut in,"
"Uggh" Gregor groaned inwardly. Grace continued as if he hadn't said anything. "Here are your conditions, 1 you must tell us whenever you are going down there, 2.no sleepovers unless we say that it is ok, and 3 you tell us about anything major, that means wars are out, ok Gregor?" She said, giving him a piercing look. "Ok mom, besides all of the warrior prophecies have been fulfilled anyway. When can we go down?" Gregor asked in excitement. "Tomorrow would be good, I think, but not today," Grace replied. "Okay, thanks mom." "Ooh! I'm so excited!" Lizzie squealed, "I can't wait to see Ripred! Me and Boots can go, too, right mom!?!" "Yes, Lizzie, you and Boots can go, too." Grace said, giving in. After that, Lizzie dashed form the room. The rest of day passed in a blur. And before Gregor knew it, he was settling down for bed.
That night Gregor had a strange dream. It started out like all of the others he'd been having lately.
He was riding along Ares, along the lain of Tartarus; it was the day that Ares and the Bane died. The dream changed as moments from that horrific day. The Bane, giant. Wing snagged. Throat ripped open. Down, down, down. "Ares? Ares? Don't go Ares, ok? Don't." The shining light. Then black emptiness. But for the first time ever, his dream changed completely. Suddenly Ares was there, whispering into the darkness, looking straight at Gregor.
"You can do it, you can save me, listen to the prophecy." Then, for the second time, everything went black.