I don't own the UC. I only own my OC's. (Since this is a fictional story were going to pretend that Alberkirky is a real place) (a/n Ripred is almost exactly like the big Ripred except he is nicer and more polite)

Old Endings, New Beginnings

Chapter 1

It had been two years since I had been to the Underland and I still couldn't get her out of my head. Those eyes, that hair, that smile. I had, like, twenty copies of that one picture. One for my wallet, one for my locker, one for every binder, one for my room. You name it, it's probably there. I just couldn't forget her!

"Gregor come down here now!" my mom called, shocking me out of my daydreaming yet again.

"Coming!" I yelled down the stairs. We had moved from our apartment in uptown New York to a sub-verb in Alberkirky one of the suburbs outside of New York. Our house was two story and I had the upstairs all to my self. My room was the second biggest in the house. But I didn't have much in it, just a bed, a dresser, a desk, a night stand, and some posters of hot girls, junk like that. Some where under my mattress was the dagger I had secretly kept.

As I was making my way down the steps my sisters Lizzie, age 10, and Meg, age 5 (she grew out of her old nickname) came streaking down the hallway. "Alright, now all we need is Gregor... Oh there you are!" Mom said. "Well, anyway, you guys are going to meet somebody special today!" she exclaimed "So hurry up and get in the car while I find your father."

It took us about an hour to get there. I didn't realize it at first, but we were headed to New York. I hadn't been there since the trip to the Statue of Liberty in the seventh grade. We moved out after Grandma, died six months after we had returned from the Underland.

Dad stopped the car in front of the orphanage on 51st Street. The place was a dump! The roof had patches of shingles missing, about six different windows were cracked, and the paint was gray and chipping. But even so; the kids all had smiling faces.

We walked up to the front door, but before we could knock a lady opened it. She had frizzy red hair, rosy cheeks, and a warm smile. "Welcome!" she greeted us. "You must be the McCarthy family! Oh, Sydney has been so excited! Ah, here she comes now! By the way, my name is Peggy. I'll just leave you guys alone for a little while. Tell me when you're ready to sign the papers!" And with that she left.

We just stared at each other for a while. Finally Meg broke the silence. "Wow, you look just like Gregor!" Sydney smiled at us and I looked at my feet.

"Yeah" Lizzie said. "You do have a remarkable resemblance."

I looked back up. Sydney was about my height with brown hair down to her shoulders. Her deep blue eyes showed intelligence and uncertainty. She was wearing a Giants shirt, jeans, and light blue low-top Converse.

Suddenly, we heard a rapid squeaking noise. Sydney's eyes grew wide and she turned her head to the side. It sounded like she replied back to the creature. It responded in rat and she spoke in English, "Well, they know you're here now so you might as well." She turned to us. "This is Ripred. He is a very special rat." She took a rat from behind her hair and held it out for us to see. "Say hello, Ripred."

"Hello Ripred," it said.

"Be nice," she scolded it quietly.

Lizzie slowly walked up to her. "Can I hold him?"

Sydney smiled and said "Why don't you ask him yourself." Lizzie did and Ripred said yes.

I introduced myself as did the rest of my family. We had some small talk about the weather and such, and then Mom said, "Gregor, why don't you help Sydney with her bags?"

"Okay," I said. I followed Sydney up to her room. The room was small with bright yellow walls and two windows, a bunk bed, and a desk. On the top bunk were a duffel bag and a guitar case. "You play guitar?" I asked.

"Yeah, I do. Do you?" she asked.

"Nah. I play the saxophone."

"Oh. Do you like the Giants?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I'm not much of a football player, though. Why?"

"Just wondering," she answered as she made her way up to her bunk.

"So... um, how did you meet Ripred?" I asked.

She turned around and stared at me, then said, "Not here. I'll tell you when I get to your house." So she was coming home with us, I thought.

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen," she answered, "you?"

"Fourteen," I said as I caught her duffel bag and set it on the ground. At first I thought she was going to drop her guitar case, but she swung it over the side and onto the bottom bunk. She then stood up and executed a perfect back-flip onto the floor. I just stood there like an idiot with my mouth open. So basically I was going to get a new sister who could play the guitar, knew football, was athletic, and pretty! This was going to be awesome! She grabbed her duffel bag and guitar case and I followed her back downstairs. I led her to the car and put her things in the trunk.

Mom and Dad came out with Peggy, Lizzie, and Meg. Lizzie still holding Ripred and she gave him back to Sydney. Then she and Meg got in the car. Sydney, with Ripred on her shoulder, ran up to Peggy and gave her a hug. When she pulled away there were tears in both their eyes. I saw even Ripred quickly wipe away a tear with the tip of his tail. They said their goodbyes while everyone else got in the car. Sydney was the last in. And we were finally on our way home with a new person added to the family. Mom sure had a lot of explaining to do!

Well what do you think? Please review! thanks ~chocoyum4~