Disclaimer: I do not own the Underland chronicles or the characters. Those belong to Suzanne Collins.
Author's Note: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic ever, so I hope that you read it and review it. I promise that I'll get back to you on all of your reviews(so plz plz plz review!).
~~Charla~~
Gregor and the Forgotten Prophecy
Chapter 1
It had been two months since Gregor had left the Underland and he still didn't feel like he belonged back in New York, but he was glad that he hadn't moved to Virginia…yet. He had to go around just wearing jeans and hoodies because his scars were still visible, unexplainable and weren't going to disappear despite the daily use of the cream that Howard had given him when he'd come back home.
Home, he thought bitterly as he shoved more eggs into his mouth. I'll never belong anywhere in the Overland again.
"Lizzie, Boots, Gregor?" His mom called in a hoarse voice thick with tears as she hung up the phone. When she saw them gazing up at her she continued, "That was Dr. Quarinski from St. Vincent hospital. It's Grandma. She died."
While Gregor, his parents, and his sisters Lizzie and Boots, had been in the Underland on their most recent and last visit, Gregor's grandmother got sick and ended up in the hospital. Now she was dead.
Lizzie stood up and rushed over to her mother and gave her a comforting hug as they both began to sob quietly.
"So, what are we going to do?" Gregor asked tentatively as he got up to join the hug. His mind immedeatly flashed to all of his friends in the Underland and…Luxa.
His mom steadied her voice somewhat and said, "We're going to plan her funeral, sell our house, and then move to Virginia."
"No!" Lizzie exclaimed.
"Yes, Lizzie. We will never be mixed up with the Underland again. It's a horrible place they kidnapped Boots, tried to kill your father, locked Gregor up and attempted to murder him on several occasions, and they gave me the plague." Gregor's mom declared.
Gregor let out a sigh of frustration before saying, "But think of all the good that's come from their! Lizzie, Boots, Dad, and I all met lots of friends. And they treated you with, like, a lot of respect, and cared for you, me, Dad, and Boots when we were sick and injured."
"I don't want to talk about this, Gregor. You, Lizzie, Boots, everyone in this apartment is banned from going to the Underland! Ever!" And with that, his mom stormed into the living room.
"Gre-e-egor," Lizzie sobbed. "we have to go back to the U-u-underland! Ri-ip-ip-red!" Lizzie continued sobbing as she fled to her room.
Gregor walked into the kitchen and asked his mom, "Are we going to school today?"
When he'd gotten back to the Overland, his parents had come up with the excuse that they'd all been visiting Gregor's dying grandfather in Italy, and that Grace (Gregor's mom) had sent them to an Italian school for the first two months of the school year.
"You can if you want to," his mom said staring up at the ceiling. "I'll call your school and tell them what happened to Grandma if you want, though."
"No, I want to go. I've missed enough school already," Gregor replied quickly. Gregor was completely devastated that they were going through with the moving plans, and he couldn't stand being in the apartment for another minute so he grabbed his backpack and bolted out the door, trying to think of a plan.
I hope you enjoyed my first chapter in Gregor and the Forgotten Prophecy. I know that this chapter was short, but I promise that the next chapter will be longer. Again, please review!