a/n: Hello, this is my first underland fanfic. I would like reviews, but not too many flames. If you are going to give me flames, either don't bother to review, or give me suggestions on how to improve.
Chapter One:
Misery
Gregor POV
My life was terrible. My grandmother was in the hospital, we were poor, and I couldn't go back to the underland for money, being a rager, it was hard to keep out of fights, and I had been split apart from the person I love forever. I couldn't keep my mind off of Luxa. I kept here picture in my binder, and looked at it every spare moment. My mom, of course, had noticed something seemed odd, and referred my to a psychiatrist. It was a waste of valuable money as far as I was concerned.
"Have there been any sudden changes in your life?" the psychiatrist asked.
"Yes," I said in that depressed way I sounded now.
"Would you mind elaborating a little?" he would ask.
"Yes, I would mind," I would say
And so it went on like this for months. The finally my mom asked, "Gregor, how could you miss that savage place where you were nearly killed numerous time?"
I finally couldn't take it any more, and let out my feelings, "MOM! HOW COULD YOU BE SO MEAN? LUXA AND I WERE IN LOVE, AND YOU TORE US APART! THE WARRIOR'S BEEN KILLED, SO WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LET ME GO BACK DOWN AS THE OVERLANDER!!!"
"Honey," she said, " you know I can't let you do that, I wouldn't want to lose my baby again."
So that's how our conversation ended, I walked up to my room, slammed the door and cried. Then I just stared at the picture of my beloved. "How I miss you," I told her. I got on my hands and knees, looking for the scroll Luxa had slipped into my hand just before I had departed. It said
Gregor,
Meet me in central park a 1:00 overland time a month after you have left. I miss you, and you are coming back. I love you so much
-Luxa
I just stared at the letter thinking. I had been counting the days since I had left. 30. One day left, if I did it, I'd do it tomorrow. I wasn't sure what to do. I desperately wanted to see Luxa, but my mom would be so angry at me. Of course, if I didn't come Luxa would never forgive, and I might never see the underland again. I had a choice. Right then, I decided. I knew what I would do, and I would carry the plan out, no one could convince me otherwise.